He is truly the Tai Sui God on earth

Chapter 30: The Last and the First

As the chopping sounds gradually subsided, the busy day finally came to an end.

Dinner was still the familiar meal, large pieces of stewed meat accompanied by steaming steamed buns and pancakes. I have to admit that this stuff is indeed very suitable as food for new disciples. It can be produced in large quantities and can fill the hungry stomachs of these disciples.

This time, no one would be reserved while eating.

In order to get the three places for the medicinal bath, almost everyone tried their best. They chopped violently while trying to find the feeling of unobstructed energy channels.

If we have to say who is not in a hurry, it is probably the little giant whose warehouse is full. This little giant who has eaten the spiritual ginseng obviously doesn't care much about the medicinal bath.

What's more, he didn't need to care. The natural divine power brought by the spiritual ginseng allowed him to split the iron birch stake with just two axes. From the beginning, his progress was on par with Guo Huaigu.

In other words, there is actually only one spot reserved for the medicinal bath.

Apart from these two top disciples who have clearly made remarkable progress, all the rest have to compete for the third spot.

At the moment, there are quite a few people competing for the third spot, such as Liang Youdao from Beiding Escort Agency, who has already joined the ranks of three axes, while Wang Sifang from Xuesha Gang and Lin Huoniu from Beitong Chamber of Commerce have already completed the transition and started to strive for two axes.

But they were not the only ones who used three axes to split the iron birch stakes. There were people like Zhang Youliang from the butcher's family in the city, Tang Yannian who ran a bakery, Zhu Youwen from the clinic, and Fang Shouting who carried heavy bags... All together, there were more than a dozen people!
More than a dozen people were fighting for one position, and the fight was really bloody. Now all the disciples who were stuck at the third axe progress had put in their best efforts. They finished the food in their hands in a few bites and started chopping again, for fear that their progress would be surpassed by others.

"But, there's one more person, right?"

Seeing that these masters at the Three Axe Realm had started their training again, some disciples seemed to remember something.

"Wasn't there another person who split the iron birch stake with three axes? Where is that person?"

"You mean, the one called Du Wuyi?"

Another disciple couldn't help but shook his head.

"He... is just like that."

As he spoke, the disciple pointed to the corner of the training ground.

It was still the familiar location. The thin figure holding the axe was still standing there. Looking at his motionless appearance, if he was not still breathing, people would probably believe that he was dead.

Although he behaves like this, he doesn't look like he's practicing martial arts at all.

In fact, before this, the little beggar named Du Wuyi had been quite lazy. While others were swinging their axes and chopping non-stop, the little beggar only swung his axe once in an hour.

Although it was almost one axe every half hour, or even one a quarter of an hour, it was not much faster after all. He still had to rest for half a day after swinging the axe. Compared with everyone else's progress, it was far behind.

And today, the intervals between the little beggar's swings of the axe were lengthened again.

The original axe strike every quarter of an hour gradually became one strike every half an hour, and even one strike every hour, and even one strike every two hours...

And now, the day was almost over, and the little beggar was still standing there with the axe in his hand, and he didn't even show any intention of coming over to eat.

"How can you practice martial arts if you don't even eat a bite of food?"

The disciples scoffed at this behavior. After all, when they first started, their two senior brothers had taught them that they must be able to eat and sleep at all times.

If you can’t even eat, how can you become stronger?
"Brother Guo, I'm afraid that kid has already fallen asleep."

Among the disciples, someone was talking to Guo Huaigu.

That was a disciple who failed to split the iron birch stake. The medicinal bath obviously had nothing to do with him, but this disciple thought clearly that since he was already in this situation, he might as well take advantage of the opportunity of being a fellow disciple to build good relationships with those disciples who were more capable.

Just like Guo Huaigu in front of him, he is undoubtedly the best among all the disciples. After receiving the medicinal bath and getting guidance from his senior brother, his strength will be even greater.

And many disciples could also see that Guo Huaigu seemed to have some opinions about the little beggar named Du Wuyi.

So at this juncture, we can naturally try to use common rejection to bring us closer together.

But Guo Huaigu had no intention of paying attention to the other party, and just chopped the iron birch stake in front of him.

The broad-bladed axe was swung high and chopped fiercely into the iron birch stake.

Then, the axe blade bounced up, drew an arc in the air, and turned back again, faster and faster! "Snap——"

With the fall of the second axe, the iron birch stake in front of Guo Huaigu was easily split into two.

But Guo Huaigu shook his head.

No matter how easy it is, it is still two axes, not one.

He seemed to be missing something, something crucial.

This reminded him of the little beggar named Du Wuyi. If Du Wuyi had not intervened in front of the wooden house, he would have already taken possession of the legacy left by the predecessors of the Vajra Sect.

But now...

After that, he took advantage of Du Wuyi's practice to go over and investigate, but all he saw in the wooden house were traces of a pile of rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

It is obvious that the legacy of the predecessors has long been taken away by Du Wuyi.

"That boy..."

Thinking of this, Guo Huaigu couldn't help but look towards the corner of the training ground, in the direction of Du Wuyi.

However, after just one look, Guo Huaigu was stunned.

"wrong."

As if he had realized something, Guo Huaigu suddenly shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, no."

In the sight, the little beggar in the corner of the training ground was still holding the axe, and the axe seemed to be stuck in mid-air, with no intention of falling down at all.

But Guo Huaigu seemed to have seen something, something horrible.

"This posture, this power... How is it possible! How could he have already!"

hum-

It was at this moment that the broad axe fell.

The axe blade embedded itself precisely into the iron birch stake, into the grain of the wood, and then went straight down, steadily downward.

The speed couldn't be said to be slow, but it was definitely not fast either. It just revealed an unusual determination, as if nothing could withstand this blow!
It’s like being on a path, moving forward firmly.

The road has an end.

Axe blade, naturally.

"Clap-"

With a crisp sound, the hard iron birch stake actually opened!

"An...axe?"

I don't know which disciple murmured subconsciously.

Immediately afterwards, the disciples who were eating were in an uproar.

"An axe!"

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