NP Li Muchan trained with everyone, galloped on the martial arts training ground, and shot arrows at a gallop, his archery skills were exquisite, which caused everyone to applaud. (Leaf Yoyo. Yzuu.)

Li Muchan has practiced flying knives since he was a child, and his accurate characters are excellent, and most of them are halfway monks, even if he has practiced arrows since he was a child, he does not feel subtle.

He also learned the flying cloud arrow, and accumulated a lot of "archery attainments."

Red Shadow is indeed smart, and with him a tacit understanding, he has a thought born out of him, and without any action, Red Shadow can feel it and make it consciously.

However, Li Duchan found that these knights were physically strong, far better than ordinary people, if it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the Twelve Great Strengths since he was a child, and his strength was infinite, he would really have become weak.

They sat on their horses and fired arrows, the strings sounded like thunderbolts, and the momentum was amazing, especially Feng Dakun and Na Beard, both of them were masters and their strength was extraordinary.

Seeing this, Li Muchan no longer hid his strength, "the arrow hit the target, the head is full, and it also shows his great strength, he understands that the army is not better than the people" is about the respect of strength.

Besides, without his deep internal strength, his current skills are ordinary, not to mention the captain, even Li Luoquan is also a strong master, if he is low-key and hides, he wants to become a general.

Looking at these knights around, all of them are full of strength, vigorous and vigorous, this is just ordinary soldiers, and those generals must be even more amazing.

Besides, infinite strength is just talent, not surprising, Feng Dakun is born with great strength, far better than ordinary people, although compared to him.

In addition to archery, Li Baolu also enthusiastically taught him some movements, turning over on a horse to hide in the belly of a horse, or standing up on a horse, somersault, just like acrobatics.

Li Muchan studied seriously, but he didn't learn quickly, and often fell off the horse, at this time, the beauty of cultivating the magic skill of King Kong was revealed, and it was just a little painful to fall, and it didn't hurt his body.

Everyone was amazed and envious of Feng Dakun and them, and found a good seedling, who will be great in the future, and will definitely be able to become a hard hand.

Feng Dakun and the three of them were honored, smiling and raising their eyebrows.

Li Muchan followed the three of them, feeling the mood of the people around him, and soon found a tall and burly young man with a blue face, staring at him coldly in the distance with strong hostility.

Li Muchan just wanted to turn his head and ask, but at this moment, Zhao Shengli's big voice sounded: "Monk, come here, I've seen the chief teacher!"

Li Muchan turned his head to look, and there was an old man standing next to Zhao Shengli, wearing a black robe, burly and tall, looking at him quietly.

Li Muchan strangled the red shadow, it shaved its front hooves restlessly, it was on the rise, and it didn't want to stop, Li Muchan got off the horse, and threw the reins to let it play by itself.

He strode forward and came to Zhao Shengli: "Zhao Tou'er." ”

He glanced at the old man, his face was square and upright, but his expression was a little wooden, his eyebrows were solemn, and his eyes were condensed and profound.

Li Muchan thought to himself, this old man's heart is extremely peaceful, there are no waves, such people are good he has not met much, because Master Ming is one, and so are the master and sister, the former is in a stable state of mind, and the latter is mysterious. Ye^子#Yo*Yo.YzUu.

He guessed that this old man was the former, and he was in a stable mood and unfazed.

Zhao Shengli's eyes widened, and he snorted: "Look at your appearance, why don't you put on iron armor!?"

Li Muchan is now quite embarrassed, and his body is covered with mud and dust.

Li Muchan smiled: "It doesn't matter, I have rough skin and thick meat, and it's okay to fall a few times." ”

"Why are you in a hurry, there will be a time for you to learn in the future!" Zhao Shengli snorted, turned his head and smiled at the old man: "Master Teaching, I will bother you to be old." ”

The black-robed old man glanced at Li Duchan a few times, nodded, stretched out his hand, Li Duchan only felt a suction force surging, subconsciously sank, and suddenly stopped his pace.

The black-robed old man's eyes narrowed, nodded, walked up two steps, reached out and grabbed Li Muchan's right wrist, put three fingers together, and squinted silently.

Li Muchan only felt that an internal force was as soft as the wind, and the wisps of majesty of the monk in another world passed through the body, not only the meridians, but also every part of the body, every cell seemed to be passed through, which was very comfortable.

After a while, the black-robed old man slowly opened his eyes, let go of his hand, and nodded: "Not bad." ”

Zhao Shengli was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Master Xi, what kind of kung fu should he practice?"

The black-robed old man pondered for a moment and said, "Fly the bear's paw." ”

"Okay, flying bear paw!" Zhao Shengli was overjoyed and nodded busily.

Li Muchan was so happy to see him, thinking that this flying bear paw was very powerful.

The black-robed old man said: "His strength is greater than that of ordinary people, his skin and flesh are thick, and he is on par with bears, and he can get twice the result with half the effort when he practices flying bear palms, are you called Mingkong?"

"Yes, Mr. Learning. "Li Muchan tithes.

The black-robed old man said calmly: "Well, from tomorrow onwards, I will pass you on the bear's paw in the morning." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Teacher. Li Muchan saluted again.

The black-robed old man waved his hand, nodded at Zhao Shengli, turned around and left slowly.

Seeing him leave, Zhao Shengli laughed: "Good boy, you can learn to fly bear paws, amazing, I can't really go, haha,,"

Feng Dakun and the three of them came over, and Li Baolu hurriedly asked, "Zhao Tou'er, the monk wants to practice flying bear paws?"

"Not bad!" Zhao Shengli nodded. Snorted, "You know the Flying Bear's Paw, too?"

"Hehe, I don't know, it's awesome when I think it's amazing. (Ye Zi @ Yo $ Yo^)" Li Baolu scratched his head and smirked.

Feng Dakun frowned and thought for a while: "Listening to this name, it must be a powerful ,,, Zhao Tou'er, how is this palm technique?"

Cai Yuzhang said: "Our martial arts in the army can be divided into three levels, named after physical objects, named after animals, or named after things in the sky,,, flying bear paws are the second level." ”

Zhao Shengli patted Cai Yuzhang on the shoulder and said approvingly: "It's still Xiao Cai who knows more!" This flying bear paw is considered the second level, Lao Tzu, I am practicing Fierce Tiger Fist now, and I only learned it after becoming a fire chief!"

Cai Yuzhang said: "It seems that the monk's body is very strong, and he can directly practice the second level." ”

Li Muchan inquired and learned that there are three levels of martial arts in the army, and the first level is to lay a good foundation, mainly to temper the body and strengthen the body" Feng Dakun and the three of them practiced this.

At the second level, you can start to really practice martial arts."

The third level is the top mastery, and the strength can be penetrated through the body, and even turned into substance, this is just a legend, as if the great general has such cultivation.

However, the general is far away in Tianjing, "ordinary people can't see it at all, and no one knows whether it's true or not."

Li Muchan suddenly realized that he had cultivated the Vajra Immortal Skill, and his body was extremely strong, with such quality and a strong foundation, he naturally did not need to practice first-level martial arts. The other world is a monk, and it is mighty

In the morning, everyone practiced riding and archery, and in the afternoon, they practiced single combat skills, including knife skills and spearmanship, which were taught by a middle-aged man, called Zhang Jiaoxi.

Zhang Jiaoxi is tall and thin, his eyes are bright, and he exudes a fierce aura all over his body. , knife and spearmanship, the moves are very simple, and the knife technique has five swings

There are also three types of marksmanship, there is nothing fancy, simple and direct, the key is to be proficient, cooked and perfect, only to get started.

Li Mu Zen learned subtle moves and practiced such martial arts, which is the most appropriate, like a fish in water, and he learned it quickly, and practiced with everyone.

Under the scorching sun, they were shirtless on the martial arts training ground, about 200 people lined up, holding knives in their hands, and followed Zhang Jiaoxi's full of angry commands, practicing one move at a time.

Zhang Jiaoxi held a soft whip, the thickness of chopsticks, and walked back and forth among the crowd, drinking the password, and his voice was like thunder.

His eyes were like eagles, two hundred people swept by, who was lazy, did not use all his strength in his moves, and he could see at a glance that the past was a whip, and it was painful.

With the gang as a unit, there was a distance between the gangs, and Li Duchan followed behind Zhao Shengli, learning him to swing the knife, and used all his strength in every style.

The long knife sneered, slicing through the air with an astonishing sound.

Zhang Jiaoxi looked at him twice, his expression was calm, nothing unusual, as if Xi Kong was used to it, after a while, everyone was sweating profusely, but Li Muchan was nothing.

His vajra is not bad, his magic skills are full of strength, his internal organs are strong, and his qi is long, although he has practiced hard all afternoon, he still does not feel tired.

Zhang Jiaoxi flicked the whip, and there was a crisp sound in the air, and everyone gathered their momentum and shouted one after another. Gas.

Li Muchan followed and turned his head to look at Zhang Jiaoxi, but saw him beckoning, and raised his voice: "Mingkong, come here!"

Li Muchan did not hesitate, strode through the crowd, came to him, and titheed: "Zhang Jiaoxi!"

Zhang Jiaoxi waved his hand and said impatiently: "Okay, you will use military salutes in the future,,, you are a monk, but you are a soldier when you come here, understand?"

"Yes!" Li Duchan straightened up, and put his right hand on his chest.

Zhang Jiaoxi nodded with satisfaction: "I see that you have a lot of strength, you are a good seedling, but unfortunately the knife technique is not successful, it is too jerky,,, let's compare!"

"Yes!" Li Muchan responded, and slashed down with a knife, as fast as lightning.

Zhang Jiaoxi tilted his head, avoided it lightly, and shouted: "Too slow! too slow!

Li Muchan twisted his waist, and there was another arc of light, sneering, one point faster than just now. The other world is a monk, and it is mighty

Zhang Jiaoxi jumped back, happened to be just over the tip of the knife, and said loudly: "It's too slow, the connection is not smooth, you are already dead on the battlefield!"

Li Muchan took a step forward, the tip of the knife stabbed forward, Zhang Jiaoxi twisted the side of his waist, and flashed again.

Li Muchan stepped forward, and the knife pressed closely, "But he is like a ball of fluttering, fluttering with his knife wind, letting the long knife be like electricity, but he can't touch him."

Li Muchan attacked nearly 100 moves in one go, but he was still calm, and Zhang Jiaoxi did not show fatigue, between attacking and dodging, Li Muchan's knife skills kept improving.

His internal strength is hidden, and his understanding of the moves is still there, and he originally played the nine swords of the sea from the nine palms of the sea, and his comprehension of swordsmanship is deep in the bone marrow.

Although it is a knife technique, the number of ways is not the same" but it is always a little helpful, and it is faster to comprehend.

"Okay, stop!" Zhang Jiaoxi shouted and jumped out of the circle.

Li Muchan put away the knife and stood, thoughtfully, "I was thinking about the improvement of the knife technique, although it was only five styles, but it was used with its own tricks."

"Good sword technique!" A loud shout sounded, and people turned their heads to look, a tall and burly young man in the crowd was smiling, handsome, sword eyebrows, and his demeanor was far superior to Li Duchan.

He raised his voice and said, "Zhang Jiaoxi, I want to learn two tricks from him, how about it?"

Zhang Jiaoxi glanced at Li Muchan, and Li Muchan nodded lightly.

"Okay, get the iron-wood knife!" Zhang Jiaoxi raised his voice.

Although far away, Li Muchan could still feel the killing intent of this young man, he frowned secretly, this person is too narrow-minded, because he stole his limelight, he wants to kill himself?

Zhao Shengli trotted to the sidelines, picked up two swarthy long knives from the weapon rack, ran to Li Muchan, and said in a low voice: "Monk" Be careful, you have stolen the limelight of this guy, he wants to teach you a hard lesson, and if you are really defeated, you will admit defeat loudly!"

"Yes. Li Muchan nodded. The other world is a monk, and it is mighty

Zhao Shengli carried another knife, and watched the tall young man come closer, he handed over the dark long knife, and snorted: "Yue Feihu, you are really majestic!"

Yue Feihu weighed the long knife and smiled slightly: "Zhao Tietou, how many tricks do you want your brother to teach?"

Zhao Shengli sneered a few times, turned his head, and retreated to Feng Dakun and the others.

Li Muchan frowned, it seems that Zhao Tou'er can't please this Yue Feihu, otherwise, according to Zhao Tou'er's temper, he would have shouted and scolded a long time ago.

Li Muchan's body trembled slightly, and he completely relaxed, thinking about whether to use the sword to urge the sword technique and use the Canghai Nine Swords to deal with him.

Looking at this Yue Feihu's dragon and tiger steps, his momentum is condensed, and his muscles and muscles are the same when he walks, which is obviously far better than Feng Dakun and them, not inferior to Zhao Tou'er.

"Yue Feihu, Mingkong, are you two ready?" Zhang Jiaoxi shook his whip and snorted in a deep voice.

The two nodded, Zhang Jiaoxi shook it violently, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", and he drank too much: "Let's start!"

"Whew!" In a roar, Yue Feihu rushed over, the person and the knife were one, holding the long knife high with both hands, and slashed straight down, its momentum could split the mountain and rock.

Li Muchan bent his legs and twisted his waist obliquely, "to hit the hard."

There was a muffled sound, the two knives collided, and the long knife flew up, rolled in the air a few times and fell to the ground.

Li Muchan took a step back with his knife and smiled slightly: "Agreed!"

Yue Feihu stared at Li Muchan with empty hands, his face full of disbelief, and after a while, he suddenly turned around and left the martial arts training ground.

People exchanged their heads one after another, whispering, and staring at Li Duchan with different expressions.

"Haha!" Zhao Shengli laughed, strode forward, and patted Li Muchan on the shoulder: "Good boy, good boy, it's really competitive!"

Zhang Jiaoxi shook his head and flicked his whip: "Okay, that's all for today, let's disperse!"

The crowd suddenly dispersed and surrounded them.

Zhao Shengli and the three of them dragged Li Duchan and left, "Back to the tent."

PS Start a new volume.,I'm a little nervous.,There's no growth in monthly passes.,It seems that everyone is not satisfied with this turn.,I'm worried.。 （！）