South China Sea Crocodile God Yue Laosan had a face full of embarrassment. He scratched his ears, rubbed his neck and shouted: "It's not a real fight, this time it doesn't count!"
"You are a turtle if you deny it!" Mu Wanqing sneered, "Would you rather be a turtle, or kowtow and become a disciple?"
Yue Laosan said angrily: "I don't want to do either! I want to fight again!"
No matter how much Mu Wanqing and everyone present tried to ridicule him, Yue Laosan only said that he would call again, as if he was not shy about cheating.
Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Duan Zhengchun became curious about his son's Qinggong footwork. He was naturally very happy that Duan Yu was finally willing to learn martial arts.
He wanted to see his son's martial arts again, so he leaned behind Duan Yu's ear and whispered: "Yu'er, keep fighting with him. Don't be afraid. Find an opportunity to tap his acupuncture points. Dad will take care of you from behind."
Duan Yu had a bitter look on his face and was about to refuse, but at this moment, Yue Laosan got impatient and yelled, stretching out his big hand like a leaf fan and grabbing Duan Yu.
Duan Yu was startled, subconsciously stepping on Lingbo and running out.
Yue Laosan chased after him, but it was still the same as before. No matter how fast he went, he couldn't even touch Duan Yu's hair.
Yue Laosan went crazy, roaring angrily, thinking that as long as Duan Yu got hit hard, he would stop cooking immediately, so every move was so powerful that all the rockeries, stone tables and railings in the lower courtyard were damaged.
They were all beaten to pieces by Yue Laosan's palms.
If so, dozens more moves passed.
"Brother Chun, look at Yu'er's frivolous steps. It's obvious that his internal strength is still very shallow." A middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow python robe and a red gold crown next to Duan Zhengchun suddenly said, "I just don't know how he got the skills taught by the master."
This set of footwork coincides with the directions of Fuxi's sixty-four hexagrams, which is very magical."
This man was none other than Emperor Baoding of Dali. Although he was an emperor, he always regarded himself as a man of the world, and was quite forthright and chivalrous in his behavior.
"That's what the emperor said," Duan Zhengchun said with a pleased smile, "anyway, Yu'er has finally started practicing martial arts."
Before he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun saw that the situation on the scene had changed. It was Yue Laosan who performed a set of martial arts once, but still had no choice but to win over Duan Yu, so he started to perform a second time.
"Yu'er, touch his Tanzhong point!" Duan Zhengchun saw the right moment and suddenly shouted.
Soon after, Yue Laosan had just launched a move with the evil dragon tumbling through the air. Duan Yu suddenly pointed out, taking advantage of the wide opening of Yue Laosan's middle door, he hit the Tanzhong point on his chest!
How could Yue Laosan's true energy protect his body be allowed to hit Duan Yu? A shock of internal force would knock Duan Yu away.
Unexpectedly, Duan Yu felt the danger, and in desperation, he subconsciously activated the Beiming Divine Art. At the same time, his two fingers were deflected by Yue Laosan and slid to the side. His left thumb was almost dead.
But it happened to be pressed on Yue Laosan's Tanzhong point.
Otherwise, it is wrong to say that he is the son of destiny. The Tanzhong point is where the meridians converge, and it is also the place where Yue Laosan's internal energy must pass through, and Duan Yu's Beiming Divine Art absorbs internal energy from his thumb.
It starts from the Shaoshang point at the end.
then
The feeling of electric shock has slowly appeared. It is electric in Lao San's heart all the time. The feeling of electric shock is a bit dangerous. Lao San's internal energy is slowly disappearing.
It was like a magic trick spinning around in circles, shocking him until his whole body twitched and he rolled his eyes. The third child was afraid that life and death would only last for a moment, and he would be gone in a blink of an eye, so he had to take risks slowly.
receive.
After only four or five breaths, 20% of Yue Laosan's true energy was sucked away by Duan Yu.
Duan Zhengchun on the side saw that both of them looked frightened and looked very uncomfortable. Although he didn't know why, he still moved his yang finger to separate the two people.
As soon as Duan Yu left his acupuncture points with his hands, Yue Laosan jumped up like a frightened rabbit, squinting his bean eyes and staring at Duan Yu, with a very strange expression on his face, which was surprised, sad, and...
anger.
I really want to accept you as my disciple, but you actually treat me like this?
Duan Yu, on the other side, couldn't say a word at this moment. He guided the internal force in his body to move around the sky according to the Beiming Shen Gong's movement method.
Duan Zhengchun protected his son behind him and watched Yue Laosan carefully to prevent him from getting angry and hurting others.
Mu Wanqing, however, had never been beaten by society. Seeing that Duan Yu had won again, she immediately stood up and shouted: "Yue Laosan, I think you would rather be a turtle than accept Duan Yu as your teacher!"
Yue Laosan said angrily: "I told you not to guess! I, Yue Laoer, will never be a turtle!"
As he spoke, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Duan Yu three times in a row, and shouted: "Master, my disciple Yue Laoer kowtows to you!"
Duan Yu couldn't respond at this moment. After Yue Laosan kowtowed, he jumped up and crossed the palace wall. Then he heard two screams of "Ah" from outside the wall, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, and then saw two people.
A corpse flew in from outside the courtyard and landed in front of everyone with two "bang bangs".
When everyone saw this, their expressions changed drastically and their hearts were awe-inspiring.
Emperor Baoding took a deep look at the two corpses, sighed, turned back to Duan Yu and asked, "Yu'er, where did you learn this superb set of movements?"
At this moment, Duan Yu had transformed a small part of the internal energy he had absorbed, but he could barely control it for the time being and spoke.
"Uncle, the boy's footwork was taught by a strange man who met in Wuliang Mountain who was experienced in the world." Duan Yu reluctantly replied, "This man looks to be about the same age as the boy. When the boy talked with him, he was astronomical.
He knows everything about geography, he can talk about it casually in the classics and history, and he knows all the Buddhist and Taoist classics. What is even more rare is that this person is so arrogant and broad-minded.
Keep these things in mind..."
Everyone was attracted by Duan Yu's words, with shocked expressions on their faces, and couldn't help but marvel.
Lingbo Weibu is a high-end, attractive and good light skill. Anyone who knows martial arts will know its preciousness at a glance. If it is placed in the martial arts world, it will definitely attract various sects to fight to the death.
, but Duan Yu got it without any effort.
On the one hand, everyone was envious of Duan Yu's opportunity, but on the other hand, they really sighed that the strange man Duan Yu mentioned was really free and easy, and that such a precious thing was given away as soon as he said it.
"This is happening!" Emperor Baoding was overjoyed. "This footwork is unparalleled in the world. Yu'er has really encountered an extremely rare blessing! It's just that although the footwork is wonderful, it is not as good as that strange man, Yu'er.
Who is this strange person? My uncle will definitely come to pay his respects one day!"
"His last name is He..." Duan Yu was about to say He Xie's name, but at this moment, Mu Wanqing suddenly turned around and left without saying a word.
"Mei Wan!" Duan Yu exclaimed urgently, but Mu Wanqing went straight out of the courtyard without looking back.
"This..." Emperor Baoding frowned slightly, glanced at Duan Zhengchun who had a guilty face on his side, sighed, patted Duan Yu on the shoulder and said: "Yu'er, go get your sister back and comfort her.
"
"Yes, uncle!" Duan Yu agreed hastily and hurriedly chased him out.
"Brother Emperor, I..." Duan Zhengchun opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he shook his head with pain on his face.