Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 124 Casting Terminal
Damian was stunned when he heard Dick's words.

He opened his mouth and suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "The Assassin's League is my family! The Assassins are my brothers and sisters!"

"And you are just an adopted one!"

Damian's flying knife stabbed Dick's neck firmly.

Dick sighed inwardly, closed his eyes, and waited for the pain to come.

The next moment, a bat dart came flying and hit Damian's hand, knocking the throwing knife out of his hand.

Damian felt pain, and Batman immediately stepped forward and pressed the back of Damian's neck, causing him to faint immediately.

This time Batman did not use anesthetics, but instead used a normal attack to knock the criminal unconscious.

Dick felt Damian's body suddenly go limp, and he immediately opened his eyes and said anxiously, "Damian!"

Batman took Damian from Dick's arms and was silent for a long time.

Alfred couldn't help but turn his head away, not daring to look again.

A child who has been brainwashed by an assassin since birth cannot be changed so easily.

Batman checked Damian's hand that he had shot, feeling heavy-hearted.

The bones in his hand were broken by the unsharpened batarang.

After all, the situation was critical at the time, and Batman couldn't just let Dick be killed, and he couldn't control the strength.

Of course, the bones of a four-year-old child cannot be as hard as a piece of steel.

Batman put Damian back on the bed, picked up the splint next to him, and began to fix the bones in Damian's arm.

It was very painful, but luckily Damian had been given anesthesia.

But seeing Damian couldn't help but frown, Batman couldn't help but slow down his movements.

After fixing Damian's hand bones, he was silent for a moment, and finally chose to use a restraint to tie up Damian.

"Sorry, sir... I was careless." Alfred said guiltily.

Batman shook his head: "No one expected him to be able to move like this, and in the end he was the only one who got hurt."

However, Batman still felt a wave of fatigue, and then the pain in his fist came, reminding him that his fist bone was also broken.

He had been using Qi to relieve the pain, and now that he was relaxing, it seemed as if all the accumulated fatigue suddenly surged up, and he couldn't help but sit down next to the bed.

"Master..." Dick looked at Damian's arm, then at Batman, and said worriedly.

Batman shook his head and took off his bat mask, revealing a cold and hard face.

But when he transformed from Batman back into Bruce Wayne, his facial muscles relaxed and his mental fatigue was fully revealed.

But he still looked at Dick, gave a smile that Batman could never give, and said soothingly: "Dick, you did a good job."

"None of this is your fault. I hope you won't blame yourself."

Dick could only remain silent after hearing this.

He secretly clenched his fists, finally having his first goal in Wayne Manor.

The savior who helped the parents correct his own son's distorted worldview.

This may be a long-term project, and Bruce and Alfred will definitely be the main players.

But Dick understood very well that children also need the company and recognition of their peers.

He will be Damian's friend and brother until he gets back on track in his life.

Du Mu looked at the skeleton next to him and asked, "Lei Xiaogu, is this your adopted grandson?"

After a moment of silence, Lei Xiaogu said, "Talia is responsible for his education..."

"How long was it that Thalia wasn't with Damian while she was in charge?"

"..."

Lei Xiaogu calculated the missions that Talia had taken part in over the years. If she had been a little lazier, she might not have spent more than a month with Damian in the entire three or four years.

But Lei Xiaogu is not a traditional grandfather. In the eyes of Lei Xiaogu, who can live forever, there is no such thing as the continuation of life, so he doesn't care that much about his so-called grandson.

Now it seems that the education that those ordinary assassins gave Damian was too rough.

How can such an angry little beast be considered a calm assassin?

However, Lei Xiaogu looked at his green soul and felt that he had no right to talk about his grandson.

After a night of chaos in Gotham, the sun rose as usual.

Those criminals whose bones were broken and paralyzed by Batman were admitted to Wayne Hospital one by one.

The damage caused by several explosions is being assessed.

But it was just another night in Gotham.

Du Mu left Wayne Manor in the morning and returned to the martial arts hall.

Although he still wanted to confirm Damian's condition after waking up, he promised Zhao Yuanhai and the others yesterday that he would teach them some skills.

Du Mu thought about it and realized that his magic power could only be passed on to the people in the Hogwarts world, and his true Qi could only be infused into them for ten or eight years. Their meridians had already been shaped, and they could not absorb too much true Qi.

In this case, how can we improve their individual strength?
When Du Mu walked into the martial arts gym, he saw Hulk sparring with Peter.

"Bam—!"

A strong wind blew in all directions, making the leaves behind the Military Academy rustle and drop the last few dead leaves.

The whole tree became bare, as if foreshadowing the arrival of winter soon.

Peter caught Hulk's punch with all his strength and smiled triumphantly, even though his arms and legs were shaking like springs.

Hulk was stunned for a moment, then he grinned and said, "I thought I could knock you away, how did you manage to stand still?"

After Hulk retracted his fist, Peter quickly shook his hands, trying to suppress the pain, and said with a smile: "I can actually always keep my feet fixed in place, but when I did that before, didn't it mean that I had no room to release the force and had to take the attack head-on? I'm not that stupid."

Hulk scratched his head, realizing the boasting behind Peter's words, and burst into laughter: "So what you mean is that you can completely absorb the attack from my fist?"

Hulk showed an excited look, and straightened up from his originally limp standing position. He punched the palm of his left fist with his right fist, and a palm wind far stronger than before burst out. He smiled and said, "I don't know how your strength has improved so quickly, but does this mean that I can spar with you seriously?"

Peter's face turned pale immediately: "Well, that's not necessary... Just be casual, you see I'm just sparring casually, it won't be fun if you get serious... Ah, Master!"

Peter noticed Du Mu's arrival and his face immediately lit up and he waved to greet him.

Hulk's attention was diverted, and he also looked at Du Mu, grinning and said, "Master."

Du Mu looked Hulk up and down. It seemed that after Banner realized the existence of Hulk, the two personalities did not choose to merge like in the original movie.

It’s better this way. Banner and Hulk now have completely two sets of interpersonal relationships. The children will probably be very lost without Hulk.

"How are you and Banner getting along lately?" Du Mu asked.

Hulk scratched his head and said hesitantly, "That's it, right? He apologized to me, but he also said something like that it was because of this mood that led to my birth, so I can regard him as my father. This bullshit made me so angry that I snatched the body and slapped him twice."

Gave him two slaps?

I'm afraid I got hit myself.

Du Mu was a little speechless. He did not comment on Banner's remarks and looked at Peter again: "How is the company doing recently?"

Peter touched his nose and laughed, "It's OK, it's OK... Gwen is the one who takes care of it, and I'm just responsible for signing."

Then his eyes lit up and he said excitedly, "Master, I bought a villa on the coast of New York. You can come to my place next time. I have received many important people recently."

"For example, Wilson Fisk, a philanthropist in New York, made me pay attention to not only the shortage of medical resources in the United States, but also the mental health problems of teenagers, so I donated $200 million to his youth drug rehabilitation advocacy organization."

"Stark, the genius from Stark Enterprises, also came to chat with me. He is indeed a genius. With just a few words, he increased our potion production by 12%. Unfortunately, he has been in the Middle East recently."

Looking at the chattering Peter, Du Mu suddenly showed an indescribable expression. Wilson Fisk...isn't that Kingpin?
You donate to him to promote drug rehabilitation for teenagers? What kind of organization is this? Is it just a promotion? The money goes in and it's just for show. If they can get a cheap ad on TV, it's probably taking up space for other public service ads.

However, Tony Stark recently went to the Middle East? It seems that the plot about him is about to begin.

Du Mu had no mood to take the initiative to save the other party. Stark, who was not Iron Man, happened to be the character that Du Mu disliked the most in his daily life. Therefore, even if he could travel to Marvel, Du Mu had never considered dealing with the other party.

Du Mu hesitated for a moment and asked Peter, "Did Matt say anything about your donation to Wilson Fisk?"

Peter was slightly startled: "Mr. Matt? No, he was the one who handled the formalities at that time."

It seems that Matt doesn't know Kingpin's true identity yet.

Du Mu thought for a moment and said to Peter, "When you go back, tell Matt that Wilson Fisk is Kingpin."

Peter still had a clear look of stupidity on his face: "What's Kingpin? Is it Mr. Fisk's nickname?"

Du Mu showed a caring smile: "Almost, you can talk to Matt when the time comes."

Du Mu really wanted to know what Peter's expression would be when he found out that his donation to Jin Bing had actually expanded the scale of the other party's drug trafficking.

Just then, Du Mu felt that Zhao Yuanhai and others were coming over.

Their hearts were beating fast, and they were obviously very excited after knowing that they could receive teachings from the immortal.

Du Mu thought about it and suddenly had a bold idea.

I didn't dare to try that sacrificial method before because it would be influenced by the images in ordinary people's minds.

So when facing the few people I am most familiar with, can I try to make up for this shortcoming little by little?

If Zhao Yuanhai and the others learned the sacrificial method, as long as he was on Dashun's side, he would be able to take care of them anytime and anywhere, using their bodies as terminals to cast spells remotely.

This is equivalent to improving their strength...

So Du Mu took out the improved sacrificial ritual in his arms and began to sharpen his sword before the battle, making the final polishing.

At the same time, he said to Hulk and Peter: "You two continue to spar. I want to teach a few friends some magic later."

Peter and Hulk looked at each other, and Peter immediately said, "Can we learn it?"

Hulk gestured and said, "I want to learn that magic from the other day, the one that could turn a whale into a being!"

Du Mu thought about it and said with a smile: "Of course you can learn it, but my magic is a bit weird and may be completely different from what I taught you before, so you should be mentally prepared."

Peter and Hulk nodded immediately.

So the two of them stopped sparring and waited quietly for the friend that the master had mentioned to arrive.

Du Mu was also there quietly thinking and perfecting the method of sacrificial ceremony.

Du Mu has discovered that this set of sacrificial rituals contains something close to a key system and identity authentication. It sounds high-end, but in fact, it is to do things that you would not do in your daily life as much as possible, and at the same time build an energy circuit in your body that will emit specific spiritual information to establish a connection with the God Lord Luo Zu.

Du Mu thought about it, raised his hand, and the pebbles on the ground suddenly floated up and fell into Du Mu's hands.

He gently activated his magic power and immediately cut the stones into uniform prisms.

Then he slowly poured magic power into the stone. After the magic power penetrated into the stone, it condensed again and burned the patterns required for the Luojiao sacrificial ceremony into the stone.

Of course, Du Mu also underwent simple changes so that it was not consistent with Luojiao's original circuit, and was more inclined to receive less spiritual power, reducing the impact of believers' prayers.

Anyway, Du Mu is not like Luo Zu, who expects this thing to improve his abilities. He uses it purely to protect the person praying. Naturally, he only needs a minimum amount of mental power from the person praying so that he can receive the signal in the dark.

Du Mu attached a part of his mental power to one of the stones, looked at the sky, flicked his fingers, and the stone flew far away.

Hulk looked at Du Mu's behavior and scratched his head in confusion.

Peter simply wasn't thinking.

Du Mu closed his eyes and felt the distance of the stone... 800 meters, 1000 meters, 2000 meters...

Finally, at a distance of ten kilometers, Du Mu could no longer feel the faint spiritual connection from the stone.

It seems that this is the limit of my ability.

Or in other words, the Luojiao ritual itself can be performed at a distance that is not too far away.

Come to think of it, if the prayers of every praying person in the world could be received, Luojiao would not be confined to a corner. Even if it would not become big, it would at least flourish everywhere.

Due to the number of people and distance restrictions, Luo Zu had no interest in vigorously developing Luojiao.

At this moment, Du Mu suddenly recalled that after he turned into a blue whale, the whole world seemed to have shrunk.

If I were in Blue Whale state, I should be able to receive signals from farther distances, right?

Only after Du Mu had been pondering and studying for most of the day did Zhao Yuanhai and his companions finally arrive at the door of the martial arts hall.

The door opened automatically. Zhao Yuanhai was not surprised, but the others looked surprised.

After seeing Hulk in the martial arts hall, the few people were not frightened. Instead, they immediately smiled and clasped their fists and said, "Master Haotian!"

Hulk also laughed and clasped his fists in return.

He has already learned this.

Du Mu smiled and waved his hand, and the door of the martial arts hall closed again. At the same time, he said to Zhao Yuanhai and others, "Come on, stretch out your hands."

Zhao Yuanhai and his companions did not understand what was going on, but when they thought of all the magical tricks Du Mu had used in the past, they could not help but swallow their saliva in excitement and stretched out their hands obediently.

Du Mu waved his hand, and a whisk appeared in his hand. When the whisk was thrown out, a cluster of magical threads suddenly appeared on everyone's hands.

Afterwards, Zhao Yuanhai and others opened their eyes wide, and felt a surging and powerful true energy as vast as the ocean pouring into their dantian.

Several people looked at each other in shock. Martial arts and true qi were the few skills they knew a little bit about. In the past, when faced with Du Mu's various actions, they took it for granted that they were just immortals. It was not until the other party involved themselves in areas they were familiar with... that they realized how shocking this was.

Initiation from a distance!

He also gave initiations to several people at the same time!

It is very rare for ordinary martial arts masters to be able to give initiation to their favorite disciple or son in their lifetime. And they must concentrate on it without being disturbed by outsiders, otherwise they will go crazy if they are not careful.

But this seemed to be nothing special, as if the transmission of power was just like distributing candy beans to people. The shock was close to the level of horror.

But what followed was the excitement of being proud.

It is such an immortal who treats us mortals as brothers!
In the mortal world, even the emperor is not qualified to be on equal terms with the immortals as brothers!
Compared with this, even the top-level true qi just obtained is nothing.

Most of these people were engaged in the eight kinds of business, such as Zhao Yuanhai, who was a professional errand runner. The rest were just quack doctors, porters, jugglers, storytellers, and group performers, most of whom were quacks of low status.

Some of them are well-informed, but some are just working hard and gathering information. Those who have lived in poverty and are cautious since childhood are so excited that their faces turn red.

It is true that when one person succeeds, the whole family will benefit!
This kind of thing where one's status is instantly improved simply because of a good relationship with someone is most damaging to those who originally had a lower class status.

Du Mu saw that some of them were so excited that their bodies were shaking slightly, so he quickly cast the Heart Purifying Mantra to calm them down.

Several people who were originally breathing rapidly suddenly became clear-eyed, looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at Du Mu with guilty expressions.

Just now, because of those thoughts of currying favor with the powerful, I caused the immortal to have to cast a spell himself to clear my mind and eyes. I feel really ashamed.

Du Mu did not point it out, but just left a stone in each of their hands.

Looking at the prismatic stone, Zhao Yuanhai asked curiously, "Master Du, what is this?"

Hearing the title of Master Du, Du Mu accepted it. This should be more in line with their current image of him.

Moreover, it is also helpful for subsequent behavior.

Du Mu said casually: "A magic weapon that can communicate with me... let's call it a magic weapon for now."

He looked at Zhao Yuanhai and said, "Come on, try injecting your true energy into it."

Zhao Yuanhai obeyed immediately, and Du Mu also suddenly felt that his magic power, using the mental signal from the other party as a bridge, had an additional terminal for casting spells!

Du Mu tried it cautiously, and suddenly a row of neatly aligned bright white flying swords appeared in front of Zhao Yuanhai!

(End of this chapter)