Twin martial arts

The Emperor of Swords turned out to be even more angry: "Why? Could it be that he, Xiao Yao, can really give effective suggestions to so many martial arts and so many people at the same time?"

"It's not an effective suggestion." Gu Xiaozuo glanced at the Sword Emperor, and said: "It allows us to get the essence of the chosen martial arts in the shortest possible time, and be able to command them like an arm."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" The Emperor of Swords shouted angrily: "Even if it is a few high-ranking sects, they can't do it when cultivating the most core disciples."

"Others can't do it, but my master can do it." Wu Wei sneered: "Don't waste time, since you don't believe it, just sit and watch. Of course, in the end, don't beg the master to teach you sword skills and martial arts."

The King of Swords almost exploded with anger!

Is it because he was blown away with a punch yesterday, so these guys thought he was a counterfeit, not a real strong man who entered the sea?

he!

Known as the King of Swords!

This is not what he calls himself!

It's the prestige of blood in the rivers and lakes.

At this time, it is even the honor of entering the sea.

How could it be possible to ask a little guy in the Qi Entrainment Realm for martial arts?

Who is he?

How could such a thing be done?

Is it shameless to be the king of swords?

"Wu Wei, you've passed." Yao Fan said with a stern expression, "I know that you worship your lord blindly, but do you know that the more you do this, the more people will look down on your lord? What's more, what you just said, Isn’t it insulting Brother Dao?”

Just as Wu Wei was about to defend himself, Xiao Yao scolded: "Wu Wei, apologize to Senior Sword Emperor, admit your mistake!"

"Master, what I said was originally"

"Apologize!" Xiao Yao's words were a little harsher: "What kind of person is the Sword Emperor? How can he ask others for martial arts?"

The Emperor of Swords was ironing in his heart, stroked his beard unconsciously, and said proudly: "In Qin'an, there is no existence that can point out the martial arts of this seat."

it has started.

First of all, everyone in the courtyard.

Xiao Yao said: "The one who chooses Jiaolong Fist will stand up."

Immediately, seven people walked out with excited faces.

The seven of them all like boxing and are good at hand-to-hand combat. It was originally the martial arts that Xiao Yao specially selected for them.

Xiao Yao didn't procrastinate, and said directly: "Let's be optimistic, I will demonstrate it for you first."

boom!

Xiao Yao raised his arms and punched his fists. Every move and style was extremely slow. This was done on purpose, so that the seven people could remember his movements as much as possible.

After showing it once, Xiao Yao looked at the seven people and said, "Have you remembered the moves?"

Among the seven people, only three nodded hesitantly, which made Xiao Yao frown: "Do it again."

He showed it again at a slower pace than before.

Among the seven, the three who nodded hesitantly just now nodded vigorously this time, and Xiao Yao's expression softened slightly: "Flood Dragon Fist, the meaning of the fist is from rigidity to softness, and the combination of hardness and softness is the essence of this boxing technique. Like a sharp sword piercing through the chest, there is nothing to hold back, and softness should be like fine rain to moisten everything. Only by doing these two points can the power of this boxing technique be brought into full play."

All seven nodded.

Xiao Yao showed again.

This time, he brought the meaning of his boxing skills to the extreme. Seeing that his fist was light and fluffy, but when he touched a giant tree, the giant tree shattered silently.

"Retire first, carefully consider what I said, and recall my demonstration. After half an hour, come and tell me what I got."

Xiao Yao made seven people retreat, and then continued to teach others in the same way.

Daohuang and Yaofan's faces are full of fear!

Xiao Yao has already demonstrated three kinds of mysterious martial arts!

He has spear skills, boxing skills, and terrifying leg skills.

The most important thing is that, from the perspective of the two experienced martial arts, the martial arts that Xiao Yao demonstrated are like returning to the basics after decades of immersion to get the essence.

"Is Xiao Yao really only under eighteen years old?"

Huang Jie opened his mouth with apprehension and doubts: "Do you think there is a possibility that Xiao Yao is actually an old man from another country or continent? He just came here to cover up his identity?"

This was originally Huang Jie's joke, a raving after being extremely shocked.

But Dan Huang and Dao Huang were suddenly dignified. After looking at each other, they said almost in unison: "It's not impossible."

"My God! The fourth type!"

Yao Fan exclaimed in shock: "This is swordsmanship! It's too delicate, too transcendent, too elegant"

The three powerhouses were all shocked and exclaimed.

Until, when Xiao Yao perfectly performed the Bodhidharma knife, the sword emperor's eyes burst into light, and he couldn't help cheering: "Good! Wonderful! It's wonderful!"

He repeatedly exclaimed.

He bluntly said that this is probably the strongest saber technique in Qin Anguo at the moment, and he also bluntly said that if this saber technique was performed by a strong man in the sea, thousands of masters could be slaughtered easily.

Xiao Yao glanced at him, but didn't speak.

The Emperor of Swords said: "I have to admit that there are always some people in this world that you don't even have the right to be jealous of. You are that kind of person."

Xiao Yao smiled noncommittally.

"But I still don't believe that you can make them master these martial arts in the shortest possible time. That's simply not realistic."

Danhuang admits that he underestimated Xiao Yao, but he still doesn't believe that Xiao Yao can master the sword and martial arts in the shortest time, which made him have to practice hard for at least a few years.

In a blink of an eye, an hour has arrived.

Xiao Yao looked at the first seven people and said, "You fight with the martial arts you just learned."

The seven began to fight, Xiao Yao was extremely dissatisfied, feeling that his comprehension was still a bit weak, he had no choice but to use the system again, forcefully entered the sea of ​​consciousness of several people, came to guide them personally, and imprinted the seeds of martial arts for these people.

"My God!"

"My god is this real? Can someone wake me up!"

Yao Fan exclaimed first, followed by Huang Jie.

"Ouch!" Huang Jie screamed suddenly, his thigh was cut with a bloody gash by the sword emperor's fingertips: "What the hell are you! Are you crazy?"

The King of Swords was shocked, as if he had realized it later: "This is not a dream! A few little guys who have never been exposed to Xuan-level martial arts have become proficient in an hour!!"

Huang Jie clenched his cheeks tightly!

Ma De, the purpose of slashing him was to demonstrate, isn't this fake?

He kind of wanted to scold his mother.

Slowly, all the people who had distributed the martial arts this time became proficient in the martial arts, mastered the essence, and their combat effectiveness instantly soared to a higher level.

"If you are asked to fight against the people from Taotie County now, are you sure you will win?"|

Xiao Yao looked at these people with a smile.

"Kill them all!"

"After cultivating Xuan-level martial arts, if we still can't defeat Taotie County! How can we still have the face to follow Your Majesty (Master) (Master.)"

These people all speak the same voice, but they are called differently.

"What are you doing!"

Xiao Yao jumped three feet high!

The old face that suddenly appeared in front of him almost scared him to death!

"My lord, I beg you, teach me the Bodhidharma knife"

This old face, of course the Emperor of Swords, is shameless now, completely forgetting Wu Wei's confrontation and insult at the beginning, where his eyes are shining, staring at Xiao Yao eagerly and expectantly.