Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 771 45. Sarcasm, Actual Combat Touches Lin Sadly

Lin sadly called to stop, Mo Xian smiled and said, "Don't tell me you don't fight anymore?"

"Who said I don't fight, just take a break at halftime, you really only used the power of the third level of Qi Refining?" Lin asked sadly.

"I never lie, is it worth my effort to deal with you, a young lady?" Mo Xian didn't let his anger die.

Sure enough, Lin sadly jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What are you talking about?"

Mo Xian said lightly: "I'm telling the truth, why can't I stand the excitement? You are indeed too bad. You only have the strength of the third level of Qi refining, and you can't use the first level. To deal with you, you only need the strength of the first level of Qi refining. On the third floor, I totally value you!"

Mo Xian's words were like fuel on the fire, she was really anxious, she shouted coquettishly, and punched Mo Xian's face with an aura of inspiration, Mo Xian flipped his hand and touched it lightly, he didn't use it at all. Zhen Li didn't use his strength, but he was as stable as Mount Tai, but Lin Anran let out a groan, but there was a black and blue patch on his arm, and he staggered back.

Mo Xian took a big stride forward, and a fist with the aura of the heavens reached Lin Anran's nose, her face paled, her eyes were full of panic, strangely, this punch was extremely fierce, but there was no sound of wind, Mo Xian's power can be retracted freely, even to an incredible level, of course, Lin sadly can't see this.

"You lost, I only used the power of the first level of refining qi, and I didn't even use my true qi, but you lost, you have no roots under your feet, and you haven't studied hard!" Mo Xian withdrew his fist and said calmly .

Lin was still in shock, finally calmed down, and said stubbornly: "You are just good at boxing, let's compete with swords."

Lin Anran rubbed her arm with her hands, the bruise was shocking, and challenged Mo Xian. She is still very confident in swordsmanship. Generally, girls don't like boxing skills, but they have a special liking for swordsmanship. They think that boxing skills It's barbarians fighting, and there is no beauty at all, but the swordsmanship is much more elegant.

"You are not good at boxing, swordsmanship is just the extension of limbs, if you are not good at boxing, of course you are not good at swordsmanship!" Mo Xian said contemptuously.Of course, this kind of contempt is fake, Mo Xian has always attached great importance to his opponent, even if the opponent is a harmless little white rabbit, he will take it seriously, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength.

Of course she was not convinced, and took out the Yukun Feifeng sword she usually used, and the sword played a sword flower in her hand, pointing at Mo Xian.From her movements, Mo Xian could see that she only used the sword as a performance tool, so he couldn't help but shook his head, and also took out the Qingyun sword from the Qiankun pouch on his body. This sword is much worse than the Feifeng sword, no matter in style Or the materials are different.

Lin Anran turned her eyes and saw Mo Xian took out the Qingyun sword. She smiled, and she had something in her heart. Even this broken sword, she also wanted to compare with this lady. See if I don't cut off your broken sword. The sword in my hand With one finger, the sword light soared, and the sword directly slashed at Mo Xian's Qingyun sword.Mo Xian knew what she was thinking, smiled slightly, her real power was circulating, and the sword was full of aura, her sword was chopping, but Mo Xian's sword used a tactic of cutting, the two sword lights intersected, it was obvious that Mo Xian's sword light She was weaker than her, but when the two swords intersected, she heard a howling sound like a dragon's chant, but the result was beyond Lin Anran's expectations. Not only did Mo Xian's sword not break, but her flying phoenix sword collapsed and flew out.

As soon as the sword was released, she immediately communicated with her mind, and finally stabilized the flying sword, while Mo Xian held Qingyun Sword and looked at her with a half-smile. The phoenix blew from the phoenix sword, and the flying sword turned into a golden phoenix, rushing straight towards Mo Xian with golden flames.

Mo Xian still looked at Lin Anran with a half-smile, and waited for Feifeng Sword to approach, then he raised Qingyun Sword casually, Feifeng let out a mournful cry, and it turned into a sword, Lin Anan couldn't control it, choked, and fell on the ground.

"How is this possible? Didn't you use Qingyun Sword?" Lin Anan seemed to see some monster, his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"You are ignorant and incompetent. Although I use the Qingyun Sword, and my body embodies the level of Qi Refining, your power goes straight, but mine goes in a circular arc, turning the curve into the straight. Your sword Although it is beneficial, how can it hurt me!" Mo Xian explained with a smile.

"Did you use the curved wheel method?"

"That's right, children can be taught. Since you thought of the Qulun method you have learned, why didn't you see that I was using it? I'm afraid I didn't listen to the teacher at all in class. Now I have tried it. Your foundation is not stable. Stand up for me." , Among the piles, the Wuji pile is suitable for you now, don't tell me, you haven't learned it!" Mo Xian said.

"Of course I've learned it, isn't it just stance! I can't stand." Lin said angrily.

Mo Xian didn't ridicule her this time, seeing her pose of the Promise Pile, her posture was very stiff, Mo Xian frowned: "Didn't the teacher tell you? You have to stand still without moving. If your muscles are stiff, not only will you not gain any benefits, but if you don't do it well, you will be disabled!"

"The teacher said it, but I forgot." Lin said in a low voice, she thought Mo Xian couldn't hear, Mo Xian's ears are extremely sensitive, as long as he wants to hear, no matter how soft the sound is, he can hear even the sound made by ants .

Mo Xian shook his head, and casually flicked out a gust of finger wind, directly touching her Huantiao acupoint, with very little force, she not only shook her body, but also shrugged her whole body up, and quickly shrank back.

"That's what it feels like, remember?" Mo Xian said, "Standing skills are acquired immediately, and the body naturally rises and falls with the breath, but the amplitude is so small that outsiders can hardly see it. In this way, the leg muscles follow Alternate between tension and relaxation, nature and breathing become one, and then enter a mysterious state, completely forget yourself, find yourself melting in the world, the world is bright, and you are transformed into the light, the energy of the world enters the body naturally, and cleanses the body. Marrow and tendons, this is the real skill. But you seem to have a good shape, but you are suffering, how can you have real kung fu."

What Mo Xian said, Lin Anran had learned a lesson beforehand, and when he heard it, he had a feeling of enlightenment, and he did it according to what Mo Xian said. His eyes were closed, his whole body was relaxed, and his body undulated slightly with his breathing. Unknowingly, she didn't feel the pain of standing on the pole at all, and her whole body started to feel hot, and it wasn't that kind of heat, her whole body was warm, as if she had been slightly smoked from wine, and she felt a little hopeful that she could stand forever.

Mo Xian nodded, Lin Anran is a student with a good background, his parents usually communicate too little, and he is in puberty, so he is somewhat rebellious. If he meets a good teacher, he will be a talented person. According to empirical evidence, Lin Anran's skills are very shallow, only the third level of Qi refining, but he is a good seed, allowing Mo Xian to fully understand the cultivation methods of this world.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian smiled.

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