Zhang Yujie gritted his teeth, not believing this evil, and stood up again to attack. He had always been very confident in his speed, dodging and moving around in the Wutang Club as if he was in no one's land, but in front of this old man, everyone
His dexterity and speed seem to have turned into clouds, and no move can escape the restraints of his hands, just like Sun Wukong has entered the palm of Tathagata Buddha.
Zhang Yujie raised his speed to the extreme, so fast that even Sister Chen and Ni Sihui couldn't see his movements clearly. But Qing Yunzi still threw it seven times very easily, and he was calm and breathless every time.
"This is impossible." Zhang Yujie stood up in surprise and said this with his eyes wide open.
"You think your speed is already very fast, but I look very slow. There is no reason why I can't control you, right?" Qingyunzi said with a smile on his face, still stroking his beard with one hand.
"Yes." Zhang Yujie bit his lip and said, "I hope my senior can give me some advice." [
"Your speed is indeed very fast." Qingyunzi had to admit this, and continued: "But there are only a few attack routines that you can try over and over again. If you can figure out all your methods clearly, even if you close your eyes, you can still attack.
How can I not control you?"
Zhang Yujie took a breath, he had never heard of this theory before!
"Of course, it is undeniable that you are indeed a genius." Qingyunzi's eyes showed a glimmer of praise: "Honglian was never so powerful when he was your age. So you worship me as your teacher and practice
In a few years, we will definitely be able to catch up with him!"
Zhang Yujie, however, was thinking so much about what Qing Yunzi said just now that he didn't pay attention to the rest.
Upon hearing this, Sister Chen knew that Qingyunzi had agreed to accept Zhang Yujie as his disciple, and she immediately shouted happily: "Zhang Yujie, kneel down and kowtow to call Master, senior Qingyunzi has agreed to accept you as his disciple!"
Zhang Yujie said in a daze: "Then can you teach me how to avoid being touched?"
"Of course." Qingyunzi said, stroking his beard: "I will definitely teach you everything I have learned in my life!"
Zhang Yujie was so excited that he immediately knelt down and said, "Master, please be my disciple and bow three times!" He kowtowed three times.
Qing Yunzi did not answer, looking at Zhang Yujie as if he was thinking about something. Sister Chen became nervous again. Could it be that the old man was going to regret it? But she stood aside helpless.