Lin Anran shouted to stop, and Mo Xian smiled and said, "Don't you fight?"

"Who said I won't fight? It's just that after a break, you really only use the power of the third level of Qi Refining?" Lin Anran asked.

"I never lie. Is it worth my efforts to deal with you, the young lady?" Mo Xian would not give up until he was angry.

Sure enough, Lin Anran jumped up like a cat being stepped on its tail: "What are you saying?"

Mo Xian said lightly: "I'm telling the truth, why can't I stand the stimulation? You are really bad. You just have the strength of the third level of Qi Refining and cannot exert one level. To deal with you, as long as the strength of the first level of Qi Refining and put it in the third level, you will be completely worthy of you!"

Mo Xian's words were like oil burning on fire. She was really anxious. She shouted and punched with a light inspiration. Mo Xian flipped his hand and touched it gently. He did not use his true power at all, nor did he use his power. He was as stable as Mount Tai. Lin Anran whined, but there was a piece of black green on his arm, and his body staggered backwards.

Mo Xian took a big step forward, and his punch held the momentum of Zhutians to reach Lin Anran's nose. Her face was fading, and her eyes were filled with horror. Strangely, this punch was extremely fierce, but it did not bring a trace of wind. Mo Xian's power was free to be retracted, and even reached an incredible level. Of course, Lin Anran could not see this.

"You lost, I only used the power of refining Qi, and even the true qi was useless. But you lost, there was no root under your feet, and you didn't study hard!" Mo Xian withdrew his fist and said calmly.

Lin Anran was still shocked. He finally calmed down and said stubbornly: "You are just powerful in boxing. Let's compete in swords."

While Lin Anran rubbed his arms with his hands, the black green piece was shocking, and challenged Mo Xian again. She was still very confident in swordsmanship. Most girls don’t like boxing, but they have a special liking for swordsmanship. They believe that boxing is a fight between barbarians and has no aesthetic at all, while swordsmanship is much more elegant.

"Your boxing skills are not good, sword skills are just extension of the limbs. If you don't have boxing skills, sword skills are certainly not good!" Mo Xian said contemptuously. Of course, this kind of contempt is pretending. Mo Xian always attaches great importance to his opponent. Even if the other party 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, so she took out the Yukun Feifeng Sword she usually used, and the sword played a sword flower in her hand and pointed it at Mo Xian. Mo Xian saw from her movement that she only used the sword as a performance tool, so she couldn't help but shake her head and took out the Qingyun Sword from the Qiankun bag on her body. This sword was much worse than the Feifeng Sword, and it was a little different in style and materials.

Lin Anran's eyes turned around. Seeing Mo Xian take out the Qingyun Sword, she smiled and had something in her heart. Just this broken sword also wanted to compete with me. Seeing that I would not cut off your broken sword, the sword technique in my hand was sharpened, and the sword light surged, and the sword directly cut towards Mo Xian's Qingyun Sword. Mo Xian knew her thoughts, smiled slightly, and the true power was activated. The sword light was full of spiritual light, and her sword was chopping, but Mo Xian's sword used a slashing technique. The two sword lights intersected, and it was obvious that Mo Xian's sword light was weaker than her. But when the two swords intersected, they found a dragon-like roar, but Lin Anran's expectation was that Mo Xian's sword not only did not break, but instead collapsed her flying phoenix sword.

As soon as the sword was removed, she immediately communicated with her thoughts and finally stabilized the flying sword. But Mo Xian held the Qingyun Sword in his hand and looked at her with a smile. She was a little angry and embarrassed. She pointed to the flying sword with her hand, raised the sword technique, and the flying phoenix sword sounded a phoenix. 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 smile. When the Feifeng Sword came, he flipped the Qingyun Sword upwards. The Feifeng Sword screamed sorrowfully and turned into a sword. Lin Anran couldn't control it and fell to the ground with a chorus.

"How is this possible? Didn't you use the Qingyun Sword?" Lin Anran seemed to see some monster, and her eyes were full of incredible.

"You are ignorant. Although I use the Qingyun Sword and reflect the Qi refining layer, your strength is straightforward, while my strength goes through an arc, turning straight with curves. Although your sword is sharp, how can you hurt me!" Mo Xian explained with a smile.

"Did you use the crankshaft method?"

"Yes, it's a good idea. Since you think of the crankshaft method you have learned, why don't you see that I'm using it? I'm afraid I didn't listen to the teacher in class. Now I've tried it, and your foundation is unstable. Let me stand on the stance. In the stance, the Wuji High Stub is suitable for you now. Don't tell me that you haven't learned it!" Mo Xian said.

"Of course I've learned it, isn't it just standing? I can't stand." Lin Anran said angrily.

Mo Xian did not mock her this time. Looking at the Wuji stake posture she was posing, her posture was very stiff. Mo Xian frowned: "Have the teacher not told you? Standing in a stake seems to be moving, and your muscles are stiff. Not only will you not make any progress, but you will also train yourself to become disabled if you do it well!"

"The teacher said it, but I forgot." Lin Anran said in a low voice. She thought Mo Xian couldn't hear it. Mo Xian's ears were extremely sensitive. As long as he wanted to hear it, he could hear even the sound of ant.

Mo Xian shook his head and a gust of finger wind popped out, touching her ring jump hole. The strength was very small. Not only did she shake her body, but she shook her whole body upwards, and then hurriedly shrank again.

"It's this feeling, have you remembered?" Mo Xian said, "The stance practice is obtained immediately. The body naturally falls with breathing, but the amplitude is extremely small and outsiders can hardly see it. In this way, the muscles of the legs alternate between tension and relaxation, and naturally merge with breathing, and then enter a mysterious state, completely forgetting oneself, and find that you melted in the world, and the sky and the earth are bright, and you transform into light, and the energy of the heaven and earth naturally enters the body to cleanse the marrow and tendons. This is the real stance practice. And you seem to be pretty but are suffering, so how can you have real skills?"

When Mo Xian said this, Lin Anran was taught a lesson in advance. When he heard this, he felt a sudden enlightenment. He did it unconsciously according to what Mo Xian said. His eyes were drooping, his whole body was relaxed, and his body was slightly ups and downs with his breathing. Before he knew it, he was not as painful as standing in a normal position. His whole body began to get hot, not that kind of heat, but his whole body was warm, as if the wine was slightly infused. She felt a little hope of standing forever.

Mo Xian nodded. Lin Anran has a good foundation. He usually has little communication with his parents and is in adolescence. He is a bit rebellious. If he meets a good teacher, he is a talented person. Mo Xian's heart moved. He just lacks a empirical material. Lin Anran's foundation is very shallow, and only has three levels of Qi refining. It is a good seedling that can allow Mo Xian to fully understand the practice of this world.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth. (To be continued.)
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