Bad Old Man

The burly man called Old Liu did not seem to care about Zhang Weiguo's surprise. He continued to look at Bell and asked solemnly.

"How is it, kid? Are you interested in being my disciple?"

The burly man's almost begging-like expression made Bell's eyes twitch.

At this moment, Bell really wanted to ask, 'Who are you? Isn't it a little too childish to ask me to acknowledge you as my master when we just met?'

As if seeing Bell's confusion, Zhang Weiguo leaned forward and explained to Bell.

"Bell, don't underestimate Old Liu. He's a grandmaster of Xing Yi Quan. His Half-step Crushing Fist can be said to have reached perfection."

Hearing Zhang Weiguo's words, Bell couldn't help but size up the man in front of him again.

Although he had exchanged for top combat techniques, this was the first time he had encountered such a martial artist.

He couldn't help but feel curious and a little suspicious.