Mr. Ma exhaled a breath, showed a happy smile, and said: "You can defeat ten levels with one effort. Mu'er, your strength can already make up for the lack of moves. You passed the test. By the way, why did your cultivation level suddenly change?
Improved a lot? Even I don’t have time to remove your power."
Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "The village chief and I went out, and when we came back, my spirit fetus..."
The village chief coughed repeatedly, and Qin Mu wondered: "Village Chief, what's wrong with you?"
"I was scared by your move just now."
The village chief coughed twice more and said, "You have passed the first level, what about the second level?"
The lame man took out the pig's trotters from his mouth, limped over, and said with a smile: "Mu'er, let's not compete in boxing skills, but in leg skills. Look up, do you see that cloud?"
Qin Mu looked up and saw a white cloud drifting by. The lame man smiled and said, "Compare your feet with me and see who can reach that cloud first."
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment and nodded. The lame man smiled honestly and said: "You are young, and I love young people, so I will let you take the first step."
Qin Mu had a simple and honest smile on his face and said, "I respect my elders, and they go first."
"You are young, you go first."
"You old man is in poor health, so you should leave first."
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The two of them had honest fake smiles on their faces, and they pushed each other for a long time. The butcher picked up two big knives and shouted: "What a nonsense! That cloud has run away! If you don't run away, I will chop you two into pieces!"
Qin Mu and the lame man rushed away almost at the same time. Qin Mu stepped on his feet, and wind blew under his feet. Suddenly he stepped on the strong wind and flew into the air. At this moment, the lame man had already rushed into the air one step ahead of him. Qin Mu pressed his palm down, and the lame man flew into the air.
The wind under his feet suddenly blew towards the ground, and the lame man danced and fell from the air.
Qin Mu immediately rushed forward and overtook the lame man. He was walking on the wind when suddenly his legs tightened and were tied tightly, causing him to fall upside down.
The cripple laughed, and a vitality whip appeared in his hand, locking Qin Mu's legs.
Qin Mu fell down, and the old man who was missing one leg stepped on him and started to fly into the air.
But at this moment, Qin Mu's vitality exploded, breaking the vitality whip, hugging the lame man's leg, and kicked his own leg towards the lame man's face. The two of them fell to the ground with a loud bang, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
The lame man touched the ground with his crutch, and performed the secret kicking technique. He attacked Qin Mu in a superb manner. Qin Mu lay down on the ground and only attacked his crutch. He kicked countless legs in succession and received more than ten kicks from the lame man. Finally, he
The cripple's crutch was kicked to pieces.
The lame man stood on one foot and said angrily: "You brat, who did you learn from so badly?"
Qin Mu slapped his hands heavily on the ground, and spun his head, feet, and body into the sky. The lame man sneered, squatted with one leg bent, and then jumped into the air.
As soon as he jumped up, Qin Mu, who was above him, immediately slapped him with both hands. His vitality directly turned into Xuanwu vitality. Water patterns appeared in the air, and then turned into water dragons and headed straight for the lame man.
"Xiao Dao'er!"
The lame man chuckled, generated wind with his hands, struck the water dragon, and deflected the water dragon. His vitality turned into a pair of legs, which were somewhat transparent. His legs ran wildly, and he had the tendency to surpass Qin Mu.
Qin Mu spread his legs and made a horse in the air. He pressed the air with his palms, and his head and feet immediately became head and feet. Then he joined his legs together, ran wildly, and struck the lame man's back.
The two of them were running in the air, using insidious moves with their legs, and their bodies were erratic, dazzling the people below.
Suddenly, the lame man's arms were like shadows, unpredictable, and he started to use his mysterious tricks. Before Qin Mu noticed how he acted, he felt his belt loosen, and the lame man pulled his pants down to his ankles.
He immediately tripped over himself, then felt a chill all over his body. The lame man took off his clothes and trapped his hands. Qin Mu fell from the air. He hurriedly broke off his shirt, lifted up his trousers, fastened his belt while running wildly, and said angrily:
"Lame Grandpa, you never taught me this move!"
The lame man laughed loudly and said: "You catch up with me first, and I will teach you!"
Qin Mu chuckled and punched out. The dragon-shaped fist rushed forward immediately. The lame man screamed, his steps were hurriedly messed up, and he dodged repeatedly.
Qin Mu practiced Qi and turned it into a silk thread. The thick vitality threads in his arms rolled towards the lame man, like a big snake. Once entangled, it would be difficult to escape. The lame man dodged again and was already caught up with him. He said helplessly: "I'll teach you."
The two of them were smiling and approaching in the air. The lame man was about to attack him when Qin Mu suddenly sealed his three souls and seven souls like lightning and flint, and then kicked the old man out of the air.
Plop!
The lame man fell to the ground and smashed a huge human-shaped pit, and then slowly crawled out of the pit, crying with joy: "As expected of me, you don't trust others casually."
Qin Mu quickly caught up with the cloud in the air, then ran diagonally down, took a few quick steps on the ground, and then stopped.
The lame man smiled and said, "I will never go back on what I promised you just now. When you pass the nine levels, I will teach you how to steal the sky and change the hands of the sun."
Qin Mu was overjoyed.
The butcher raised his knife and said with a smile: "Mu'er, do you need a rest?"
Qin Mu immediately nodded, sat down to rest, drank tea and replenished water. After resting for a long time, he ran to put on some clothes. The butcher's face turned dark and he muttered: "You brat, you still need to rest when your vitality is so strong? Why do you want to rest?"
Don’t we fight directly? If we fight, I still have a chance of winning..."
After a while, Qin Mu picked up another pig-butchering knife from the collapsed blacksmith shop. The two pig-butchering knives were crossed and he said, "Grandpa Tu, I'm ready to rest!"
The butcher sneered: "You originally used one knife, why do you use two now?"
Qin Mu was holding the knife in one hand, and the other hand was holding the knife behind him. The butcher's face was solemn, and he turned the blade, holding the knife behind his back in his left hand, and sneered: "You brat, you want to play hand-to-hand combat with me? You're a little too young..."
The pharmacist coughed and reminded: "Butcher, you don't have a lower body. If he is close to you, you will be at a disadvantage because you don't have as many muscles as he does."
The butcher's face turned dark again, and he said angrily: "He can't get close to me, and will be blocked by my sword skills..."
Mr. Ma reminded: "His vitality is extremely strong, two or three times as strong as yours. If your sword touches his, it will be knocked away, and even you will be knocked away. You can only use skills to defeat him."
"How about a spanking?"
The butcher was furious and stuck his two knives on the ground. He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Mu'er, sit down. We don't use knives. We just listen and lend a hand."
Qin Mu inserted the butcher's knife on the ground and sat across from him. The two used their hands as knives, touched their palms together, each closed their eyes, and inferred the movement of the other's body muscles by sensing the change in power in the other's palm.
, the movement of vitality, grasp the distribution of the opponent's power, and then attack its weaknesses to kill with one strike.
This is the secret to lifting the knife out of the forbidden area.
When he came out of the ban with his sword in hand, the carriages and horses roared like thunder. He went to the palace alone, holding the king's head in his arms.
The meaning of this poem is that I walked out of the emperor's forbidden palace with a knife. The sound of carriages and horses outside was like thunder, and countless people blocked my steps, just because I entered the palace alone, holding the emperor's head in my hand.
The momentum of this move is unmatched by any other move. It is wild, scornful of everything, and ignores everything.
But this move is the most demanding of skills in the Butcher's knife skills. The control of one's own power must be reached to the extreme, and the mastery of the enemy's power must also be reached to the extreme. It is the pinnacle of combat skills and supernatural powers!
The palms of the two people touched each other, and immediately his and the other's muscles began to move, vitality circulated, and power was distributed. Qin Mu almost instantly realized that the butcher's vitality was far inferior to his own. The moment he used his hand as a knife to draw the knife, the butcher had already sensed it.
When his strength changed, he blocked it in advance, and slashed at Qin Mu's flaw with his other hand!
After all, the butcher was still more skilled, and his reflexes and experience were far superior to Qin Mu's. However, it was only when the butcher blocked Qin Mu's knife that he realized something was wrong. He flew backwards and was knocked out of the village by the power of Qin Mu's knife.
, planted into the forest outside the village.
Qin Mu lowered his head and saw that the clothes he had just changed had been ripped open and cut by the butcher's knife, and he secretly thought that it was dangerous.
His cultivation level is too strong. Although his sword skills are still inferior to the butcher's, he can crush the butcher with his cultivation level.
"I lost!"
The butcher jumped up from outside the village, fell into the village, put his hands on the ground, and said happily: "I lose, pharmacist, deaf man, there is no need for you to compete, your cultivation is not as good as him!"
The deaf man sneered: "Who said I want to compete with him in terms of magic power and fighting ability? Mu'er, I drew two dragons."
Swish——
Shaking his hands, he unfolded the two paintings and hung them on the poles. He saw two lifelike ink dragons, leaping on the paper, as if they were ready to fly away at any time. But the strange thing is that these two dragons have no eyes.
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"I have taught you the art of calligraphy and painting over the years. The art of calligraphy and painting is not a stupid way to fight and kill people. It is a thing for smart people, who must have understanding."
The deaf man set up his brush and said solemnly: "I use my magical power to paint these two dragons. Just click on the eyes and they can turn into dragons and fly away. However, it is impossible to add the finishing touch with the cultivation level of the spiritual embryo. However, if the cultivation level is not enough, then
It depends on your painting skills. I taught you how to conjure up a spiritual soul. Today, I will compete with you to see who can revive these two dragons in the realm of spiritual fetus and let the flying dragon fly into the sky!"