"If King Yawu said he was my uncle, then I believe it, but the key point is..." Ye Shang did not continue. His meaning was very obvious, that is, how can King Yawu prove that he is King Yawu.
"Okay! You are the only person who has questioned my identity in the past few epochs, but it is better to be cautious. Is this seal of the capital of the gods okay? It doesn't seem to be okay. You can say it is fake!" King Yawu took out it.
A big seal, he looked at Ye Shang and put it away because he couldn't prove that the big seal was real.
Ye Shang looked at King Yawu. He believed it now, because no one could make fun of King Yawu's name.
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"Simple, isn't Fentian at your place? Aren't Puo and the others also there? Fentian doesn't need to believe it, can you Puo?" King Yawu stood up and walked towards the outside of the Twilight Tea House.
Ye Shang didn't even pay the bill, and left the Twilight Teahouse with King Yawu.
King Yawu waved the sleeves of his robe, wrapped up Nightmare and began to fly. The Twilight Teahouse was still some distance away from Yeyue Villa, but King Yawu arrived in just a few blinks.
"Feng Tian, Puo Puo, come out!" Standing at the door of Yeyue Villa, King Yawu shouted into Yeyue Villa.
Following King Yawu's shout, Puo Puo, Fen Tian, and the Great Demon King who had been meditating all came out.
"Master, are you here?" Fentian bowed in greeting.
"Puo Puo has met senior King Yawu." Puo Puo also bowed his hands in greeting. He is the elder of the human race's law enforcement clan, but he has not survived the imperial tribulation, and King Yawu was a top expert several epochs ago, and he is the most powerful human race in carrying cauldrons.
The Big Demon King and Lin Mianmiao also said hello.
"Ye Shang, is my identity as King Yawu confirmed? Can we continue talking?" King Yawu looked at Ye Shang.
"Sorry! Senior, please come in." Ye Shang said a little embarrassed.
King Yawu was walking inside the villa. When he saw someone following him, he turned around and said, "Go and do your business. I and Ye Shang need to talk."
After hearing King Yawu's words, no one else followed him.
Ye Shang took King Yawu to the hall, then asked King Yawu to sit down and stood aside.
"Can you believe what I am saying now?" King Yawu looked at Ye Shang and asked.
"Senior is the mainstay of the human race, and I believe everything Ye Shang says." Ye Shang nodded.
"Then let me start with your Wushuang Master. He is my adopted brother. He practices and fights with me, so I can be said to be your uncle. Do you agree with this?" Ya
King Wu looked at Ye Shang and asked.
"I agree, Ye Shang has met my uncle." Ye Shang bowed to King Yawu.
"Very good, your master has not taught you for two days, so I have the responsibility to teach you. After this marriage, you will go to the capital city of God to practice with me." King Yawu said to Ye Shang.
"Ye Shang understands, uncle, I have taken the trouble." Ye Shang once again bowed to King Yawu as a junior.
"When you meet your master, he has no ability to teach you. In fact, you have received the inheritance, but you can also learn from his inheritance, because it is the way of swordsmanship, but what I practice, uncle, is the way of spear.
"King Yawu looked at Ye Shang and said.
"But Senior Brother Fentian practices swordsmanship!" Ye Shang said with some confusion.
"This thing is quite strange! Fentian is an orphan adopted by my uncle. Who knew that he was born with a love for swords, and my uncle couldn't force him to practice spears, so he taught him part of your master's sword skills, but it was only your master's.
The master didn't know the swordsmanship he learned in the early stages or the swordsmanship he learned in the later stages; and what about you! Cultivating Qiang, when you met your master, he had no choice." King Yawu said.
"Ye Shang understands." Ye Shang understood the reason why Fen Tian wanted to exchange cultivation experience with him.
"Your master is very lucky. On his deathbed, he can accept a meritorious emperor as his disciple. That's great. There are many people in the world who are not as lucky as him." King Yawu said.
Then King Yawu stayed at Yeyue Villa.
After it calmed down, Ye Shang and Lin Mianmiao discussed the situation.
"This is a good thing. Senior King Yawu's cultivation experience has been accumulated. With his guidance, you will not take detours." Lin Pianmiao said.
Ye Shang took the Xue Lin Zhu Xie Qiang and started practicing his marksmanship. He picked up his habit again and practiced marksmanship when he had nothing to do.
At this time, Ye Shang's Blood Lin Evil Killing Spear is surrounded by his fourth-level domain. Purple light shoots out from the tip of the spear, and the energy bursts out to form a void return to the origin kill. When the energy bursts out in points, it is a void extreme kill.
"When did you practice the Hunyuan Spear Technique?" King Yawu came to the martial arts arena and asked Ye Shang while he was practicing the spear.
"Uncle, when I left Tianhuang City, I agreed to compete for the number one vanguard in the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans, so the elder gave me a gun manual." Ye Shang said.
"This is your chance. The most important thing about Da Zong's Panlong Hunyuan Spear is the foundation, but without talent, you can't build this foundation well. Now your marksmanship has taken shape." King Yawu sat down next to the martial arts arena.
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Ye Shang clasped his hands together, pointed the gun behind King Yawu, and continued to practice the gun.
After practicing for half an hour, when Ye Shang was taking a rest and drinking tea, King Yawu looked at Ye Shang and said, "Do you know what the earliest weapons of the human race are? Which weapons have the most?"
Ye Shang shook his head because he didn't understand the history of the human race.
"Gun! Because it is easy to make! The cost is also low. Just get a gun head and tie it to a stick. At that time, there was no shooting skills. You could just draw, chop, chop, and stab at will. Attack how you want. At that time,
The essence of your marksmanship is to be casual, open and close! Your marksmanship is delicate, but it lacks a breath." King Yawu said.
Ye Shang was stunned for a moment because no one had ever explained this point of view to him.
"Spear is the king among soldiers. To practice marksmanship, you must have momentum. Before the battle, the momentum will overwhelm the enemy by three points. We are going to be tough!" King Yawu looked at Ye Shang, and a purple gold spear appeared in his right hand, and then he swung it out.
One shot.
There was no energy infusion, but Ye Shang couldn't describe this spear. This spear seemed to be the master of heaven and earth, piercing the sky.
"Can you understand?" King Yawu asked as he looked at Ye Shang after putting away his gun.
"I need to digest the momentum, but where does this momentum come from?" Ye Shang understood the essence of King Yawu's shot just now, but he didn't understand.
"Lao Da Zong's marksmanship focuses on form and meaning, using artistic conception to drive the will of the world and the general trend of the world. The master's spear practice relies on the spirit, energy and spirit to control the spear. The spirit, energy and spirit are used in the marksmanship. The gun is an extension of your spirit, energy and spirit.
Don't be in a hurry, take your time, your marksmanship, realm, and body are all very good, and you are born to practice shooting." Looking at Ye Shang, King Yawu's eyes were filled with approval.
"Master Yawu's marksmanship and Old Da Zong's marksmanship are not in conflict with each other, they just complement each other." Lin Miaomiao said.