Chapter 469: The first battle outside the world (station)!
Young people should always remain humble;
This way, it is less likely to be slapped to death by the seniors.
When Wu Wang excitedly ran to his teacher's father's house the next day, he asked, "What martial arts are you learning today?" and was pulled away by the old man with a sullen face to the courtyard for a scolding.
Things like [Young people should not act too hastily], [Practice is a big thing that must be done down-to-earth], [Young people must not neglect martial ethics]...etc.
After being exposed to many truths, Wu Wan became a little unsure of himself.
After he fell asleep last night, his mind returned to his original body, and he also deliberately drew out one percent of Tiandao's power and asked Tiandao to deduce the dozen or so 'low-level' martial arts he had just learned, thus gaining a new understanding of these martial arts.
Understand and glimpse all their changes, and find a way to streamline and improve the practicality of these martial arts.
But looking at everyone's behavior, it was hard for Wu Huan to express his understanding of martial arts directly.
"Green Mountain."
Boss Qiu said with a face: "Now, let me use the martial arts skills you learned yesterday one by one. My teacher will point out the errors and deficiencies in your moves one by one, and then let you know what is true.
Martial Arts!"
"Yes, disciple, I obey."
Wu Huan bowed his hands in a decent manner, and then walked to the center of the courtyard.
Beside the window sill of the small building, Senior Sister Qiuli looked at the figure of her junior brother with a bright face, seemingly unaffected by her father's scolding earlier.
Senior Brother Dong Peng sat aside with sunken eyes. He had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him all night.
"ha!"
Wu Wan suddenly shouted loudly, his body immediately tensed up from the previous relaxation, his feet took a shadowless step, his fists were like thunder, and he used a pair of meat fists to make a thunderous explosion.
Dong Peng immediately froze and looked eagerly at the scene in the courtyard.
Qiuli murmured: "Junior brother's fist seems to be... gaining momentum."
Dong Peng nodded solemnly.
Qiu Lao below frowned tightly, watching Wu Wan move up and down the small courtyard, which was not very spacious, making wind with his fists and feet, feeling the flow of spiritual energy around him.
It was as if every movement of the young man involved ropes made of spiritual energy, and every move and every move was so natural...
Wu Wan: 'I don't know if these flaws that I deliberately sold are enough.'
It's also his fault for being too hasty.
Last night, on a whim, he used the Heavenly Way to deduce these martial arts skills. After the Heavenly Way deduction, the insights of these martial arts skills were directly imprinted in his heart.
The whole process actually only lasted a moment.
After all, it is the way of heaven, which controls thousands of avenues, and can usually deduce the birth, old age, illness, and death of countless creatures in the world.
If Tiandao had a spirit, he would probably roll his eyes at the request made by the leader of Tiandao.
Wu Huan stood up from the ground, 'walked' for seven or eight steps in the air, and then the kite turned over and jumped smoothly to the ground. He raised his hands high and slowly pressed down. A stream of spiritual energy circled around him, and then turned into a breeze.
It blew in all directions.
He wanted to continue to use his fists and kicks, but the teacher's father's shout came from the side.
"Okay, let's stop here."
Qiu Lao raised his hand to take a picture of a wooden chair from the house. The old man who liked to dress in loose shorts and trousers sat in the wooden chair.
"Qingshan, come here."
"Teacher," Wu Wang saluted forward, with a look of worry on his face.
Qiu Lao asked: "How did you feel when your senior brothers and sisters taught you these moves yesterday? Did you feel like you had seen them before?"
"This disciple has never felt this way," Wu Wan said softly.
Qiu Lao asked again: "Then when you used these moves, did you feel the spiritual power in your body moving on its own?"
Wu Wan muttered for a few times: "Part of it is running on its own, and part of it is driven intentionally by the disciple. All the organs in the disciple's body are not yet open, and some meridians should be very narrow. Sometimes the fists and feet are in place, and the spiritual power is blocked. This requires
Disciple, make preparations in advance."
Qiu Lao nodded slowly, then stroked his beard and pondered.
This old gentleman has also been in a good mood recently. Although his energy and blood are gradually drying up and his lifespan seems to be not far away, after Wu Wang became his disciple, the old gentleman gradually became more radiant.
Like today, Qiu Lao's beard was simply tied up.
"Qingshan, tell me about the martial arts you understand now. The simpler the words, the better."
"Disciple just thought about this problem last night."
Wu Wang said: "Disciples believe that martial arts should pay attention to three things - the upper limit of one's ability to contain spiritual energy, the enhancement of spiritual energy to the body, and the skills to deal with the enemy."
Qiu Lao nodded with a smile and said warmly:
"Before entering the realm of martial souls, your understanding was correct. Warriors and martial arts masters increase their energy so that they can accommodate more spiritual energy, and use spiritual energy to continuously nourish their bodies.
But Qingshan, after entering the realm of martial soul, these become less important. What is important is your soul, your soul, your courage, and your momentum!
Your understanding teacher already knows it, which is very good, but you only learned it twice before you mastered it, so you can't be considered a genius.
A true genius is one who can understand the essence of martial arts after just one look at it. That is the existence that is almost evil, do you understand?"
"I understand, disciples still need to continue to polish these martial arts skills."
"This is the truth. Your senior brother and senior sister teach you these martial arts skills without permission. You have to master them in half a year. After half a year, if you can master ten moves in the hands of your senior sister, I will teach you my unique skills in advance. Beng
Yun Jin!"
Qiu Lao narrowed his eyes and smiled, and Wu Wan lowered his head and saluted. Although his heart was extremely peaceful, he was also very happy and showed some joy.
"well……"
Qiu Lao sighed softly: "It would be great if you were born ten years earlier, so that my teacher would have more time to train you."
"teacher……"
"But it's not bad now," Mr. Qiu said with a smile, "I asked you Senior Sister Qiuli and Senior Brother Dongpeng to stay with me because I thought their qualifications were mediocre and that going out to wander would bring disgrace to our master.
You are different. This small town is your starting point, and your future road will lead directly to the sky.
Being a teacher can help you build the foundation of martial arts, which is the greatest comfort in the last journey of being a teacher.
Lord Martial God treats me well."
"Teacher," Wu said with a smile, "disciple will definitely not insult your reputation, teacher."
"But what is the prestige of the realm of martial arts," Qiu Lao said, "Bring a stool over and sit on it. Since you have such understanding and can master martial arts at your fingertips, I will teach you more besides martial arts as a teacher.
Today we will talk about what is momentum."
"Position?"
"Yes, warriors strengthen their bodies, nourish their Qi, accumulate momentum, and become powerful."
Qiu Lao smiled and said:
"Position has nothing to do with your level of cultivation. If a Martial Emperor falls into a state of depression, he is no different than a drunkard on the roadside.
Even if you are a rising star who has just entered the realm of martial arts, if you can develop your own momentum, a look can scare away those who are not determined in the same realm.
Physical fitness, understanding, these are all considered talents.
The word "power" depends on your will, your absolute control and confidence in yourself. This is the best expression of martial arts will, and it can also shock everyone when you show up.
I really look forward to it as a master. One day you will stand in front of countless warriors in the Twelve Realms, make a blockbuster, and reach the sky again..."
In the small courtyard, the thin old man smiled and thought about the future, while the young man sitting on the bench listened intently.
The senior brothers and sisters who poked their heads in the small building were smiling. People were coming and going on the street outside the courtyard, and the sounds of hawking could be heard one after another.
…
"Bing Shen, do you think that Wuwangzi would really risk confronting Zhulong and come here to save you?"
The center of the outer world.
The edge of the mountain where the candle dragon is entrenched, where the head of the candle dragon is suppressed.
In the hot magma lake inside the volcano crater, divine light stretched out a light red cage. There was no human figure in the cage, but instead there was a diamond-shaped ice crystal.
Within the ice crystal, Cang Xue's soul curled up slightly, holding the divine bird in her arms.
The shadow of Emperor Kuang was walking here with his hands behind his hands, staring at the ice crystals.
Emperor Kuang smiled and said: "You probably don't know, your son Wu Huazi is now competing with the old gods in the ruins of Kunlun. Do you know where those old gods came from? The remnants of the first generation of gods, the pattern between heaven and earth
, they are all behind the scenes.
Do you know why I chose to escape from heaven and earth?
In fact, it was because those old gods chose Wuhuangzi.
Confronting them will definitely not end well, and their accumulation is so profound that it cannot be smoothed away by a so-called heavenly structure.
Cang Xue, now there is an opportunity in front of you. Cooperate with me. Now I have mastered Zhulong's divine body and Fuxi's great formation techniques.
As long as I am allowed to return to the wilderness, the first thing I will do is to destroy those old gods, and then I will claim the Dongye land with Wu Huanzi and rule it with him.
Hand over your ice passage, and I will set you free."
In the ice crystal, the figure was quiet and silent, without any response.
Emperor Kuang frowned slightly, then shook his head and said calmly: "In this case, when I completely merge with the Zhulong Divine Soul, you will have no value at all."
At this moment, streaks of aqua-blue light appeared outside the volcano, and a familiar avenue surrounded the place, seemingly searching for something.
Di Kuang sneered and said calmly: "Your father really cares about you. He is much more reliable than your son."
After saying this, Di Kuang's figure disappeared directly.
In the cage, Cang Xue opened her eyes from the ice crystals, a slight sneer flashed across her lips, and continued to hold the sacred bird in her arms, closing her eyes and recuperating.
Why can she be so sure?
It wasn’t for any other reason, it was simply because there was a voice shouting crazily in Cang Xue’s heart:
"It's fake, it's fake, it's fake, Emperor Kuang is so evil-minded, he's reduced to this, and he still wants to deceive Lord Cangxue!"
The guardian of the clock is always so reliable.
Outside this volcano, aqua-blue brilliance gathered in the sky and condensed into a... water ball.
A small head emerged from the water ball. It also had a nose and eyes. It poked its hands and feet out of the water ball and covered itself with a cloak.
This is the famous ball in the sky, ahem, the water god, the source of the five elements.
"Your Majesty," the Water God called softly, "Your Majesty?"
One of Zhulong's eyes slowly opened, and the rich voice also sounded in the ears of the Water God.
"What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty," the Water God whispered, "Didn't you say you would give me an explanation for the theft of my Water God Mansion? I have been waiting for several years... Your Majesty, will you forget it?"
"Well," Zhulong said calmly, "The identity of Ice God Cangxue was stolen, and it should be the work of Emperor Kuang. Emperor Kuang has fled to the void and is waiting for me to fight to the death with your grandson."
"this……"
The Water God whispered: "But the little God sensed that my poor daughter seems to be between heaven and earth. Maybe it's not too far from here?"
Zhulong's head swayed slightly and was slowly raised, the divine light in the dragon's eyes becoming a little sharper.
The Water God shuddered and sighed: "It must be that the little God felt wrong."
"Go back, gather your strength, and prepare for the war."
Zhulong slowly closed his eyes.
"My control over chaos will definitely bring about the end of the order of heaven and earth, and then create a new order in the chaos. At that time, I will let go of everything so that the gods and creatures can be free.
Freedom from the constraints of order.”
"Hey," the water god saluted with some difficulty, turned around and slowly floated away.
Zhulong didn't notice the doubt flashing in the water god's eyes when he left.
'Your Majesty, why have you changed so much suddenly?'
Sighing softly, the Water God's eyes were full of worry. Looking at the peaceful and tranquil world in most of the area in front of him, his hands, feet and head retracted into his spherical body, and then the water ball quietly exploded.
Only a sigh was left:
"Go to the God of War and fight against the autumn wind."
Within volcanoes, lava lakes, and places wrapped in ice crystals.
Cang Xue Divine Soul put her forehead against that of the divine bird and rubbed it slightly.
Tens of thousands of miles away, in a small town on the edge of the Liuli God Realm under the rule of the God of War, a little girl who was taking a nap suddenly opened her eyes.
Jin Wei blinked, and there was a vague voice in her heart, as if calling her, saying something...
'Don't be impatient, everything is stable, take care of yourself.'
Have you dreamed?
Jin Wei covered her mouth and yawned, turned to look at the sun shining high outside the window, turned over and continued to sleep.
It's still early for my brother to come back, so we're not in a hurry to get up.
…
half year later.
The autumn air is crisp, the white clouds are clear, and wisps of cool wind have turned the branches of the trees inside and outside the town yellow.
At noon, there were crowds of people in front of the town's general's mansion, and the sound of gongs and drums was very noisy.
A ring was set up in front of the spacious third-entry courtyard. On the ring, two martial artists were posing with each other. Although their fists and feet had not yet exchanged, the postures were already menacing.
At the back of the crowd, Jin Wei with two pigtails was sitting on Aunt Qing's shoulders, cheering along with the crowd.
Looking to the left, the middle-aged martial artist first spreads his wings like a white crane, then a black tiger digs out his heart, then turns around like a rabbit and kicks an eagle.
Look to the right, the pot-bellied martial artist keeps shouting, sometimes a tornado destroys the parking lot, sometimes a crow flies on an airplane, his breath is like a bellows pulling, and the surrounding townspeople are shouting fiercely.
They were separated by half a foot and chatted for a while, then turned around in tacit agreement and saluted in front of the crowd where the crowd was the largest.
A martial artist below shouted: "Okay!"
Several young men dressed as warriors began to shout hello vigorously.
A group of townspeople saw this and quickly cheered.
How could a master martial artist really hit me? If I'm not careful, I'll die if I touch him, and I'll be injured if I touch him.
Just when the townspeople thought that this year's martial arts exchange was over, a middle-aged man wearing a long gown jumped to the stage and bowed his hands to everyone.
"Dear friends, I am Dong Peng. Although I don't move around the town very much on weekdays, I can still be considered a martial artist."
After Dong Peng finished speaking, he suddenly turned sideways and whipped out a whip kick.
There was a loud bang, like a thunderbolt from the blue, like a rolling mine falling during a thunderstorm.
Not only the hundreds of onlookers, but also the martial arts masters and the 'guarding generals' were all suppressed.
These martial arts masters naturally knew that Mr. Qiu who lived in the town was a big shot, and that Dong Peng was the apprentice serving Mr. Qiu. However, they really didn’t expect that Dong Peng’s abilities were... better than those of them combined when they were younger.
Even more powerful.
Thinking of the banquet where they had chatted with Dong Peng, the martial arts masters felt a little restless and their faces turned a little red.
Dong Peng smiled and said: "Today, we will take this opportunity to gather together the young people who are practicing in the town and let them compete with each other with gestures, fist bumps and foot to foot competitions.
The master gave me a little bit of luck - a drop of blood essence extracted from a thousand-year-old ferocious beast!"
Dong Peng held up the jade bottle in his hand and said, "If you swallow this essence and blood, it can increase the strength of three oxen!"
The martial artists looked at each other with some emotion in their eyes.
They had heard that Mr. Qiu was going to give something good, but they didn't pay much attention to it. They thought it would be some weapons and the like at most, for the children to play with.
Never would I have thought that it was actually the essence and blood of ferocious beasts, or the blood of ferocious beasts that were thousands of years old. This is a great supplement for beginner warriors!
The two martial arts masters hurried to the gate of the mansion, grabbed their apprentices, and gave instructions.
Wu Wan is naturally here right now.
The teacher took out a drop of the beast's blood just to let him experience what it was like to fight with others.
Wu Wang originally wanted to take back this beast blood, but the teacher gave him a relatively harsh condition.
"If you want to win, learn to lose first. You can't win or lose this game, and you can only use one martial skill."
When Qiu Lao said this, he kept chuckling, with a slightly proud expression, as if he was saying, 'Little boy, I can't cure you as a teacher.'
After today, the teacher will teach the unique skill of Bengyun Jin. Although this test is a bit strange, Wu Wan will still go all out.
Wu Wan actually understood the teacher's intention.
He can't lose or win, just let him draw his opponent.
In this small town where you can't see anyone without looking up, it's not pretty to offend someone. The teacher is teaching him how to keep a low profile and hide his own edge.
A tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. The comparison in this town seems to be a competition between martial arts and injuries, but in the final analysis it is about human nature.
The teacher's wisdom is indeed extraordinary.
I heard a voice coming from the arena outside the mansion:
"Junior brother, come on stage! Your opponent today is not easy!"
Wu Wang took a deep breath and was about to rush out, but he had just taken a few steps when several calls came from the side.
"brother!"
"Brother! Brother, slow down, brother!"
But it was the young men who were cultivating in the town who came over, hid behind the door, and whispered to him:
"Brother, please be gentler when you get on stage, we won't even get beaten up!"
"My master said that although animal blood is good, we definitely can't defeat Mr. Qiu's apprentice."
"Brother, please be gentle. I'll treat you to dinner later! The best wine shop in town, I'll steal my father's best wine!"
Wu Wangdao's heart twitched several times.
No, isn't today his first battle to become famous? Why not!
The two martial arts masters came over just now to tell their disciples not to be blinded by the beast's blood and to clearly recognize the gap between them.
"Don't worry, everyone."
Wu Wang moved his lips, put his left hand behind his back, and gave them a thumbs up.
The young men breathed a sigh of relief and kept giving Wu Wan their hands.
Then Wu Wang jumped out with a vigorous step, landed firmly next to Senior Brother Dong Peng, and waved his hands in all directions.
"good!"
Uncle Shan's broken gong voice scared many children with red eyes.
"Brother!" Jin Wei waved her little hand vigorously, "I want to win!"