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When Zhuang Wudao woke up again, it was already early morning on the second day. The rotten sword was still tightly held in his arms. It's like holding his lover, lingering to death. On the scabbard, there were faint traces of saliva from his sleep.

Zhuang Wudao's face was slightly red, and he wiped it carefully with his sleeves, and he was extremely glad that he lived alone in a room. Otherwise, if you are seen by your brothers, you will definitely be laughed at.

"It's strange, it's refreshed, and I don't feel tired at all—"

After 'Yun'er' explained what natal occultism was in his dream yesterday, he began to demonstrate martial arts for him.

At the beginning, it was the dragon and tiger boxing method, from the dragon attack to the intersection of the dragon and the tiger in Zuihou, they were all practiced clearly in front of him one by one, explaining the main points of the boxing method.

At that time, Zhuang Wudao really felt that the gap between the two was simply the difference between a giant and a child, a grandmaster and an apprentice.

It is also a twelve-style dragon descending attack, which is performed in the hands of 'Yun'er', which is simply a completely different set of punches. It's incomparably pleasing to the eye, and it's even more ferocious and terrifying!

At that time, he had only one thought from beginning to end. It turns out that this set of punches can still be used like this.

After that, the big monument wrestler and the Xingyi Liuhe, the former is a straight and fierce line of boxing. There are few changes, but they are full of liliang. The latter is created by imitating the fighting actions and supernatural powers of the six spirit beasts between heaven and earth, the posture is quite ugly, and it is also a straight and straight fist method, which pays attention to the harmony of heart and mind, and the combination of form and god.

According to 'Yun'er', this set of punches is actually more suitable for battle formations, but among the ten thousand armies, take the head of the general,

There is nothing to compare, and Zhuang Wudao has no way of knowing what Luo Qingyun's attainments are in these two sets of boxing techniques.

But he knew that if he fought with him at this moment, even if he was cultivating in the same realm, he would not be able to stop even one and a half moves! The explanation of each boxing method was also extremely detailed, and every jiashi was 'dissected', so that he could see it clearly and without doubt.

Four sets of martial arts, only the Bull Demon Xuan Hegemony Body, 'Yun'er' did not explain in detail. Instead, he taught him more than a dozen strange postures, called Da Yan Jue. It can be practiced in conjunction with the Yun Sword Technique, and it is said that the effect is better. The ability to strengthen the body is also far above that set of Fuhu Fist. It is the key to making him a big monument wrestler within three months,

Those postures are extremely complex. Every muscle and bone in the limbs of the body needs to be exactly divided, and the requirements are close to strict.

Even if Zhuang Wudao had the ability to never forget, it still took him half a day to memorize these dozen postures.

In one night, most of the time was spent on this set of alchemy. Still unable to memorize it all, only one-third of the entire 'Great Variation Formula' was taught, and the rest could only wait for him to fall asleep for the second time.

Zhuang Wudao's intentions are not just memories. He has always liked to think, and the most regrettable thing in this life is that he has no famous teacher to guide him, so he can only explore it by himself.

In his eyes, this sword spirit 'Yun'er'''s attainments in martial arts are only far superior to any martial arts master! With such an opportunity, every sentence Zhuang Wudao said to 'Yun'er' was naturally to experience it with great concentration, and while memorizing it, he tried to confirm it with his original martial arts. Whenever 'Yun'er' taught a set of boxing techniques, he would also follow the cat and draw the tiger and practice it twice by himself to deepen his memory.

In this way, the loss of mind is naturally not trivial. Zhuang Wudao was already ready to wake up and be depressed all day.

However, unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes again, he did not feel half tired. It is not to the level of high spirits, but the effect of rest after this dream is not inferior to that of usual sleep.

The surprises given by this light cloud sword are simply endless.

Zhuang Wudao was originally a little vigilant, worried about the so-called sword spirit in this sword. In fact, it is an old demon. While he is unprepared, if he is not careful, he may be reborn through his body. Such things are not unrecorded in the myths and legends that circulate in Yuecheng.

Therefore, Zhuang Wudao has always been a small (see the fastest update) heart, and he will never dare to fully trust that 'Yun'er', preventing the day when the other party will take away. Struggling at the bottom of Yuecheng and mixing in the market, he is instinctively suspicious of anything.

However, thinking about it at this time, he still has no idea about the origin and methods of this 'Yun'er'. Even if you want to take precautions, you don't know where to start.

After a dream last night, this kind of thinking is a little lighter. At least that sword spirit 'Yun'er' taught himself martial arts, and he was sincere. If it is just for the sake of 'sacrificing', or if there is an ulterior motive, it seems that there is no need for this.

"It's okay! I'm too lazy to care about her, even if it's really a takeaway, then I have to admit it!"

Among the various methods that 'Yun'er' taught him, the only thing that was a little suspicious was the Yun Sword Technique and the Great Yan Duel.

The path to heaven has been placed at his feet by the sword spirit 'Yun'er'. You can't just give up because your mind only exists in the imaginary sacrifice or something, and you can't give up because of choking.

At this time, Zhuang Wudao's heart was completely in the mood of 'dying at night'.

One day, two nights, two dreams in a row. The sword spirit in this light cloud sword has opened a door for him. Just step over, it is the wonderful, shijie he has dreamed of for more than ten years.

As long as I can see it, I am willing to die.

may be too focused in the dream, after Zhuang Wudao woke up, he was still a little ignorant. Over and over again in my mind, it was the figure of that Yun'er.

-- Twelve-style dragon strike, dragon and tiger, big monument hand, shape and meaning Liuhe, and the big decision. It's like a marquee, wandering back and forth in my mind.

A pair of hands are also like cramps, constantly gesturing. Every time I get something, I am inexplicably happy in my heart, and I am happy to dance. Especially the twelve-style dragon descending attack, he himself has a foundation, at this time when he thinks about it, he feels more and more wonderful, that 'Yun'er' has pushed this set of boxing techniques to a state of supernatural beauty.

Zhuang Wudao didn't even know how he finished washing. The whole person is like an unconscious walking corpse, instinctively following the actions of the past. His mind was still immersed in the three sets of boxing techniques that Yun'er taught yesterday.

It's just a vague feeling that this small courtyard that they use as a stronghold is a lot more lively than usual, and there seem to be more than a dozen fresh faces. There are a few others, slightly familiar.

Zhuang Wudao didn't care, at this time, in his eyes, whether it was an acquaintance or a stranger, there was no big difference, and he couldn't take away the slightest attention.

Until a scolding voice sounded in Zhuang Wudao's ears: "Qin Feng, you Zhuang Da Master, it seems that you don't look down on people too much! What does this mean? Don't put our brother in your eyes? This deputy hall master has not yet been seen, just such a big shelf?"

Zhuang Wudao frowned, and his consciousness withdrew from the state that was close to madness. Then he saw a figure like a hill, blocking in front of him. The big head, which was at least three feet taller than him, was condescending, with an unkind face, and looked down at him with an angry expression.

And Qin Feng was on the side, his face was full of headaches and embarrassment.

"Are you, Wang Wu?"

With just one glance, Zhuang Wudao recognized this person. It's really that the other party's physical signs are too special to be memorable.

Roshan King Five, people are like their names. He is nine feet tall and as fat as a mountain. The specific weight is more than others, only know the width of this person, ordinary people need to be four people side by side to barely compare.

It is also a tyrant on Yuhuan Street. He is a martial artist in the marrow realm, and there are six or seven brothers under his hands, who monopolize the pork business on the street. Relying on a weight that no one can match, and also cultivating a mountain-shaking hammer and a shadow piercing hand, no one dares to mess with him. can be said to be the only character on the entire street who can be shocked head-on.

When Zhuang Wudao first entered the marrow training realm a year and a half ago, he also wanted to meddle in the pork industry, and he dealt with this guy a few times, but he suffered a lot of losses. It was only by relying on the large number of people that he could barely retreat in front of this person.

His dragon descending blow is certainly extraordinary, but when it hits this person's fat flesh, he can't even tickle the other party.

When it comes to the restraint of subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, it is even better than Shi Hu's 'Golden Armor Xuangang'.

His eyes were on the several people in front of him, and Zhuang Wudao's eyes were blank. found that the marrow cultivation realm gathered in this small courtyard at this time was far more than this 'Roshan' Wang Wuyi. There are two more, both acquaintances on Yuhuan Street,

When Zhuang Wudao's gaze was fixed on Qin Feng, he suddenly realized. The latter smiled helplessly: "I invited the five brothers to come over today to discuss important matters." Remember last night, I talked to you about it?"

Zhuang Wudao thought about it carefully and found that there was really such a thing. It's just that at that time, he was in a hurry to fall asleep, and Zaijian's sword spirit Yun'er was absent-minded, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

However, with the strength of their twenty or so people, it is indeed a little difficult to swallow the entire Yuhuan Street.

If Qin Feng wants to erect a trumpet, then it is the best choice to join forces to merge these small shili of Yuhuan Street. They know each other well, and they have some friendship.

Qin Feng then said, "Brother Wang just greeted you, but Wudao ignored you at all. So the king brother was annoyed and said that you despise him. ”

Zhuang Wudao was stunned, and then felt embarrassed, today's matter, it is indeed his own fault, he is sincere at the moment, and bows to Wang Wushen (see the fastest update): "Brother Wang, there is nothing to do, it is not intentional." I was wrong today, and I will make amends to you!"

That Wang Wu snorted coldly: "I don't think you're wrong, but you deliberately want to show my Wang Wu's face! I heard that you have made a lot of progress in your cultivation recently? I haven't fought in the past year, so I don't know what your boxing skills are? Are you qualified, above my Wang Wu?"

It was directly stretched out with a giant hand that stretched out the flesh and grabbed it towards Zhuang Wudao. Although he is fat, his hand is like the shadow of a flower, so fast that people can't react.

Zhuang Wudao was defenseless, but his body instinctively slid to the left at this time. The dragon walked and walked easily, avoiding Wang Wu's giant hand.

That Wang Wu was shocked, and surprise flashed in his eyes. It directly turned his palm into a fist, like a heavy hammer sweeping.

Zhuang Wudao didn't think about it again, so he stepped forward, and his figure cleverly broke into Wang Wu's arms. Then he put a pair of fists on Wang Wu's chest.

Shock the Dragon!

The huge force was shocked, the mouth was slightly sweet, and Zhuang Wudao took three steps back. I heard a bang in my ears, and when I looked up, I saw that Wang Wu was thrown out of three zhang away, completely crushing a courtyard wall.