Douluo: My ancestors became gods in Dou Er Gang

Xiao Yan concentrated his energy and carefully observed the patterns in Yao Lao's palm.

The pattern gradually became clearer and turned into a unique fighting posture, which seemed to contain endless power and mystery.

Yaolao continued to explain: "Bajibeng is divided into eight styles, and each style contains a unique way of power flow and fighting spirit movement.

The first posture is the Opening Heaven posture, which starts with a grand momentum and breaks all obstacles. "

As soon as Yao Lao finished speaking, Xiao Yan immediately activated his fighting energy, imitating Yao Lao's posture and performing the "Opening Heaven Style".

His figure suddenly moved, fighting energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and he suddenly shot into the void.

A strong stream of air erupted from the palm of his hand, as if it could tear the world apart.

Xiao Yan was shocked in his heart. The power of Baji Beng's first style was far more powerful than any fighting skill he had mastered before.

Yao Lao nodded and said with satisfaction: "Very good, disciple, you have understood the essence of the Kaitian Style.

Next, remember that each pose needs to be mastered to understand its true meaning. "

Xiao Yan nodded respectfully, his heart filled with desire and exploration of fighting skills.

Yaolao continued to teach, explaining the various secrets and application techniques of Baji Beng one by one.

After Yao Lao finished explaining Baji Beng, he couldn't help but feel a little proud when he saw Xiao Yan's excitement.

This emotion made him couldn't help but turn to Shui Wuya, wanting to see what Shui Wuya's expression was like, but he found that Shui Wuya didn't pay attention to what was happening on his side at all, and had been sitting quietly and practicing in the mysterious ring.

I saw a deep aura exuding from Shui Wuya's body, like a thousand-year-old tree rooted in the void.

His body gave off a faint glow, as if the surrounding space was trembling slightly under his breath.

Yaolao stared at Shui Wuya, and he felt the invisible pressure, as if the space was subtly changing due to Shui Wuya's presence.

This aura is unfathomable and impossible to ignore.

Like a deep lake, it is natural and contains infinite mystery and power.

Yao Lao was shocked and once again realized that the senior in front of him was extraordinary.

His cultivation is unfathomable, better than the mortal world.

"The nameless god, is this senior really a god?"

Yao Lao thought to himself.

Feeling this profound aura, he was filled with awe and curiosity.

For some reason, he always felt that the existence of Shui Wuya was like a towering mountain between heaven and earth, which was daunting but exuded infinite charm.

Xiao Yan, on the other hand, continued to use the Baji Beng he had just learned, focusing on honing his fighting skills.

Day after day, half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Yan has been practicing Bajibeng, and Yao Lao has been giving guidance tirelessly.

At the same time, Shui Wuya was still meditating and practicing in the mysterious ring.

Yao Lao looked at Shui Wuya and felt very emotional.

He didn't know what Shui Wuya was doing, but if he thought about it carefully, it must be unfathomable.

However, what Yaolao didn't know was that Shui Wuya was actually just sleeping.

In the world of the dead.

Shui Wuya lay peacefully, with a faint aura surrounding him, like a sleeping god.

Although his body was still, it exuded a sense of depth and oppression, as if it contained endless power.

Every breath he takes is filled with the mysteries of heaven and earth.

Divine consciousness wanders in the world of the dead, touching the edge of the void and exploring unknown realms.

For Shui Wuya, who is already the God King, this is just a simple daily routine.

At this moment.

In a quiet place in the back mountain, Xiao Yan stood upright, his eyes closed tightly, and his whole body was enveloped by faint fluctuations of fighting spirit.

He stood in front of a hard boulder, his fists clenched and his face solemn.

There was a solemn atmosphere surrounding Xiao Yan, and the whole space seemed to be moving.

The breeze blew by, blowing his long hair, but he seemed to be in a quiet time and space, focusing on his cultivation wholeheartedly.

Suddenly, the Dou Qi fluctuations in Xiao Yan's body began to surge, and a powerful energy surged around his body.

He swung out his fists fiercely, like a tiger descending from the mountain, slamming towards the boulder in front of him with a fierce momentum.

The boulder made a low explosion when he punched it, but it soon returned to calm.

Xiao Yan did not stop, but instead increased his strength, performing Baji Beng one move after another.

His movements were like a wild horse running wild, with every punch and every kick containing tremendous power and energy.

Fighting energy circulated around him, forming solid energy fluctuations that compressed the surrounding air until it trembled slightly.

Xiao Yan's brows wrinkled slightly, he could feel the shortcomings of Baji Beng.

Although he liked this fighting skill very much, he always felt that something was missing, a particularly powerful feeling.

If the master can make some improvements to this fighting skill, it may be even better.

So, Xiao Yan said to Yao Lao: "Yao Lao, do you have any other high-level fighting skills? I think Baji Beng is good, but there is still room for improvement."

After hearing this, Yao Lao rolled his eyes and replied impatiently: "Why do you want to practice such advanced fighting skills? This is already quite suitable for you."

Of course he had high-level fighting skills, but he just didn't show them.

Right now, even if Xiao Yan gave him good food, he couldn't eat it at all.

Xiao Yan scratched his head and then asked: "Then do you have heaven-level fighting skills?"

Yao Lao couldn't help but ridiculed after hearing this: "Do you think that heaven-level fighting skills are just your family's cabbage? They are available casually?"

Xiao Yan, who was unwilling to give up, asked again: "Then do you have earth-level fighting skills?"

He thought in his mind that if he could find earth-level fighting skills, he might be able to ask the mysterious master to see if he could improve them to the heaven-level.

Yao Laogang wanted to answer "impossible".

But suddenly, he also thought of Senior Shui Wuya, and felt a little hesitant in his heart.

Shui Wuya has improved the prescription.

Could it be that he also has the ability to sublimate earth-level fighting skills to heaven-level?

Looking at Xiao Yan who was unwilling to give up in front of him, Yao Lao said impatiently: "Huh, then go and ask your senior why you are asking me all this."

Xiao Yan shook his head and said bluntly: "That senior is resting now, so there is no need to bother him with this trivial matter."

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Hearing Xiao Yan's firm answer almost made Yao Lao vomit blood.

They are both Xiao Yan's masters, so why is the gap so big?

However, there was nothing he could do.

Who makes this senior Shui Wuya so unpredictable?

Not to mention Xiao Yan, even himself was curious about Shui Wuya's magical power.

When Shui Wuya revealed that he was the nameless god, Yao Lao was shocked, but his first reaction was disbelief, and he even felt that Shui Wuya was being mysterious.

But after going through all kinds of things these days, he had to admit it.

This senior is indeed an existence that I have never seen before.