Fighting is broken, but the heroine script

Chapter 37
Now that things have happened, even Yao Lao himself feels that it is inappropriate to think that she is coveting Xiao Yan or something on him.

Even if she was doing it for Burning Jue, there was no need to go to this point.

What's more, until now, she hasn't even mentioned a word about Fen Jue.

Sigh... Could it be that that brat just got lucky and picked up such a good helper for nothing?

Yao Lao frowned without a trace, but he was still a little reluctant to believe it. After all, he was the one who had suffered such a big loss.

But thinking about it, she wouldn't take action against them right now...

Knowing this in his mind, Yao Lao took out his medicine cauldron and started making elixirs.

It is inconvenient for Yao Lao to disturb him, so Yao Wan’s eyes also fell on Xiao Yan.

But Xiao Yan's fighting skills are quite interesting.

Feeling a little tired from practicing, Xiao Yan stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What is Miss Wan doing?"

"Yao Lao is refining elixirs, and I can't help you, so I came to see you."

Yao Wan crossed her arms and looked at Xiao Yan with interest.

"But I think your fighting skills seem a bit strange. They don't look like ordinary fighting skills... Do you want me to teach you a few moves?"

"Um? Miss Wan?"

Xiao Yan quickly waved his hand: "You are the King of Fighters, you don't have to bully me, a little fighter, do you?"

"Hmph, when did I say that I was going to bully the small?"

Yao Wan smiled, then clasped her hands and said, "I don't need to turn my fighting energy into wings, or turn my fighting energy into armor. I only use the level of a fighter to fight you in two moves. What should I do?"

Xiao Yan frowned. Even so, Miss Wan's fight with him didn't count as giving in to him.

After all, there are too many differences between the two.

Although his physical strength can be considered tyrannical at the same level, Xiao Yan has not forgotten who trained his body of steel and iron.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare?"

Under the bamboo hat, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised on her pretty face.

"Why don't you dare!"

Xiao Yan took a deep breath. He knew very well that he probably wouldn't be able to escape this fight today, but this was the first time he had competed with someone like Miss Wan...

Even Xiao Yan himself wouldn't believe it if he said there was no pressure at all.

But hesitation and shrinkage are not the colors of teenagers after all.

As Xiao Yan slammed his foot on the ground, he gathered his fighting spirit, cupped his fists and said, "Miss Wan, be careful!"

"Whether you should be careful or not depends on your own performance."

Yaowan finally took out her left hand behind her back and said.

Xiao Yan took a deep breath and rushed towards Yaowan in three steps and two steps.

"Eight extremes collapse!"

"Ah, are you so anxious to reveal your trump card so soon?"

Yao Wan joked, and then used her fighting spirit to directly bump into Xiao Yan, who was rushing towards him.

Although from the outside she looked like just a weak woman hiding her face, Xiao Yan was very aware of how fierce Miss Wan's fists were when fighting against the enemy.

It even made my hands hurt from the shock.

But what shocked Xiao Yan even more was not this, but the fact that the girl in front of him was clearly using a fighting skill, and it seemed to be the same fighting skill he used!
How is this going?

Is it Miss Wan who already knows this fighting skill?
Still don’t know when you learned it secretly?

Xiao Yan opened his eyes subconsciously, and soon he vaguely discovered something was wrong... Miss Wan's fighting spirit was running... so strange...

"Oh, is this how this fighting technique works...?"

Yao Wan's muttering to herself immediately made Xiao Yan's pupils shrink sharply, and then he guessed an almost impossible possibility.

"Miss Wan, the fighting skills you used are..."

"Baji Beng, if you learn it now, just think of it as a crude version of yourself."

However, Yao Wan's answer undoubtedly verified the crazy and terrifying idea in Xiao Yan's heart.

"It is indeed a bit reckless to use fighting spirit just by looking at it. It seems that we need to make more improvements to this move next time."

Yao Wan said, but the fighting spirit she encouraged overwhelmed Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was not surprised at all by this section. After all, Miss Wan was a strong fighter. Comparing her fighting spirit with her as a fighter was tantamount to seeking death.

But the move that Miss Wan inadvertently showed just now really shocked Xiao Yan.

Just by looking at it, you roughly learned how Baji Beng's fighting spirit works?
How is it possible, fighting energy is running inside the body, and how does Miss Wan see it?
Perhaps the shock brought to him by Yaowan's blow just now was so great that Xiao Yan did not immediately realize that he had been knocked away.

But when he reacted and was ready to give him a hard blow on his back, he saw the girl who was getting further and further away from him just stretched out her hand, as if a whirlwind was born in her palm, sucking him directly. return.

"Xiao Yan, are you alright?"

After Yao Wan sucked Xiao Yan's hand back, he gently put him down.

"I'm fine...but Miss Wan, what fighting skills did you use...?"

"Suck my palms. I rubbed them out myself to play with. Wait, don't you know how to suck your palms?"

Yao Wan seemed to be quite interested, but in the middle of her words, she looked at Xiao Yan with some confusion as if she had realized something.

"I really want to learn this weird fighting skill."

Xiao Yan shook his head. He had now vaguely realized that Miss Wan was probably the kind of genius who could create fighting skills at will. Compared with her, it was not just looking for trouble for himself.

"Didn't you get that? A black piece of iron or something..."

Yaowan thought for a moment, hesitated to speak, and then realized that it seemed that the time was not right, and it seemed normal that he couldn't get it.

"Iron piece? No."

Xiao Yan shook his head.

"Ah, forget it, if you don't have it, then you don't have it. It doesn't matter. I'll teach you the same thing."

As he spoke, Yao Wan circulated his fighting energy, concentrated his mental strength, and extracted the set of self-created suction palms in his mind, and then tapped Xiao Yan's eyebrows with his jade finger.

Xiao Yan suddenly felt an enlightenment-like feeling, and then the practice method of sucking palms came into his mind.

"Suck the palm, ingest people and take objects...?"

Xiao Yan murmured.

"This is not a powerful fighting skill, but it is qualified as a functional fighting skill."

Yaowan waved her hand, and the branches at her feet flew over and fell into her hands.

"Look, it's like this."

"It may only be able to produce a little suction at first, but as you gradually improve in practice, there will be no problem in pulling branches, stones, your own weapons, or even enemies."

Yaowan threw the branch in his hand and said with a smile: "How is it? Isn't it awesome?"

"Did you really figure out this fighting skill yourself? Miss Wan?"

Recalling the practice method of sucking palms, Xiao Yan subconsciously touched his eyebrows and couldn't help but ask.

(End of this chapter)