Chapter 11

The time dimension is September, and the sequence belongs to the third autumn.

Qin Wushuang began to practice the Yanyang Sutra, and another month or so passed. To Qin Wushuang's delight, he has been able to initially use the first and second layers of the internal strength of the hot sun freely. The difference is only the heat.

In the end of any martial art in the world, the word fire is compared.

The same martial art is used in the hands of Jiuduan in Zhenwu territory. It is naturally different from that in Zhenwu territory.

However, there is no possibility of opportunism in the word "heat". In addition to hard practice, it is still hard practice. skill comes from practice.

Fortunately, Qin Wushuang has previous life experience and gets twice the result with half the effort. It's very fast to practice to the second level in a month.

Qin Wushuang is not a person who only knows how to practice Kung Fu. On the contrary, he always pays attention to the trends around him, and will confirm what he has learned with the cultivation rules of this life at any time.

When the "Yanyang Sutra" is practiced to the second level, Qin Wushuang can look down upon any master in the second section of Zhenwu realm in the world. Even in the third section of Zhenwu realm, Qin Wushuang is 60% sure to win.

With his current actual combat ability, the fourth section of zhenwujing is his potential opponent.

But this is not enough to be his proud capital. The fourth section of Zhenwu territory -- frankly, in front of the eighth and ninth sections of Zhenwu territory, it is not much different from Liwu territory.

"Nine sections of Zhenwu territory..." Qin Wushuang chewed these words, a term equivalent to the peak strength of his previous life, like the sky after the rain, gradually became clear.

"It seems that I have to redouble my efforts!" Qin Wushuang poked with a single finger. He heard a "hiss" in the void. A leaf one meter away from him fell down with the trend.

This is the magic power of Ning Yang Zhi. It is said that it is an ancient martial art left by the Dali royal family in the history of previous lives. The Duan family of Dali is an ancient holy land in the ancient martial arts world of China!

Qin Wushuang was not in a hurry to cultivate some of the top martial arts in his previous life, but chose two more suitable martial arts to cooperate with the internal strength cultivation of the Yanyang Sutra, so as to strengthen his actual combat ability.

One is the "Ning Yang finger" and the other is the "Nine Yang palm", supplemented by the "Yan Yang Sutra", which is a powerful internal skill martial code. The skills of these two martial arts can be brought into play at a super level!

In particular, when you reach the limit, you can also upgrade to Tianmai Ningjin sword. Poking your fingers into a sword can release invisible sword Qi and kill people invisibly, which makes it impossible to prevent.

However, at this stage, he has just mastered the knack of "Ning Yang finger", and it is obvious that he has not reached the transformation stage of cocoon breaking adults.

The Nine Yang palm, which opens and closes widely, is more aggressive than the Ning Yang finger. Qin Wushuang majored in attack martial arts in his previous life. Naturally, he will not miss it in this life.

"Nine Yang palms" is divided into nine movements. With the internal strength of the hot sun he has practiced now, he can only practice the third palm.

The first Yang rises, the second Yang competes for brilliance, and the third Yang opens up

Until the ninth palm "Nine Yang exterminates the world", the power increases layer by layer and reaches the peak. Qin Wushuang believes that even if it is the peak of the nine sections of Zhenwu territory, eating this palm must be a dead word.

He practiced the first three palms of the Nine Yang palm several times. After understanding it, he stopped and consolidated it several times. Seeing that passers-by had walked on the road, he rushed back to the Wutong Academy.

Before he reached his dormitory, he was stopped by a flustered Wutong in Donglin town. Qin Wushuang had a little impression of Wu Tong. He was called Fang Xiaozhong. He knew that he was close to Hu Ziyan and could be regarded as Hu Ziyan's best friend.

"No... peerless brother." Fang Xiaozhong ran in panic.

"What's up?" Qin Wushuang asked calmly.

"Brother Zi... Zi Yan was... Caught by them."

"Who?" Sure enough, he was unlucky. Those guys couldn't find him and would anger the people next to them sooner or later.

Although Qin Wushuang has deliberately alienated Hu Ziyan, he still failed to ensure his safety.

"It's Zhang Xian. I went to the Dean, who happened to be absent. " Fang Xiaozhong gasped for breath and didn't stammer. He said in one breath.

"Just not here?" Qin Wushuang smiled coldly. Ninety nine percent of them said that Jin Buyi didn't happen to be absent, or was he deliberately "absent".

"Where did they take their words? I'll have a look. " In his heart, Qin Wushuang still appreciates Hu Ziyan. He dared to remind him of his courage to return to Donglin town a few months ago. We can see that he is a person who is more loyal to his friends and hometown friendship.

Moreover, innocent people should not be wronged because of themselves. This is the bottom line of Qin Wushuang's two generations.

Didn't Zhang Xian always want to make trouble with him again? Well, it should be regarded as a reward for the kindness of the body left by the predecessor. Today, I will settle the old account, which is also a due explanation to the predecessor!

"Take me." Thinking of this, Qin Wushuang wrote lightly.

Fang Xiaozhong said, "they have gone to the bamboo hill in the backyard. Brother Wushuang, let's go to the Dean again."

"Don't go, go to the bamboo hill!" It's useless to go. It's useless to find someone you don't want to find.

Fang Xiaozhong couldn't say more. He grabbed his shoulder and ran towards the bamboo forest in the backyard.

Seeing that Zhang Xian and others took Hu Ziyan away, the Wutong children in Wutong courtyard knew that there was a lively scene. They cheered one after another and ran towards the bamboo hill.

Seeing Fang Xiaozhong appear with Qin Wushuang again, I feel more excited and have a hunch that the wonderful content will be staged again!

These martial arts children are the masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Others will kill and work without hurting half of their hair. They also have fun to watch. Why not do such good things?

"See, Qin Wushuang chased him just now. Isn't the boy afraid of being beaten? " A martial boy sneered and said contemptuously.

"This is Xiaoqiang, who can't die. What do you know! People's Kung Fu may be trained from the level of being beaten. Haven't you heard that if you want to practice martial arts, do you learn to be beaten first? " Another martial boy showed off his humor.

"Reasonable, reasonable, ha ha. Is it the legendary magic skill of being beaten? Once hurt, you will improve your accomplishments? " The martial boy laughed earlier.

"Hey, hey, just talk nonsense. I bet ten Liang silver. Qin Wushuang is dead this time. Zhang Xian, they have been planning for so long, waiting for this opportunity. Hu Ziyan was unlucky and became a burial object. "

"Hey, who makes the Qin family incompetent, but their family wealth is huge and makes people jealous? Death is definitely death, but it's just a matter of how to die. "

"Do you think the boy's head was damaged by the door? Last time he picked up a life, he didn't hide back to Donglin Town, but he swaggered to the martial children's Academy. He wanted to die himself."

These martial boys are in groups. You speak and I talk. They are all discussing the same problem, that is, how miserable Qin Wushuang will die this time.

Bamboo forest hill is a cluster of low mountains behind the Wutong courtyard. It is named after a piece of Yingying green bamboo.

When Qin Wushuang arrived, he looked up and saw that Hu Ziyan was being hung between two long bamboos, with his feet up and his head down.

Zhang Xian and others, but none of them.

Fang Xiaozhong looked around foolishly: "eh? What about those people? "

"Hum!" Qin Wushuang listened to the wind to identify the position. He knew that the evil young people were hiding behind the bamboo forest. Without exposing it, he lifted his toes off the ground and grabbed the rope tied with Hu Ziyan. Hu Ziyan's whole body fell down.

Reach out for a hug and catch Hu Ziyan. But Hu Ziyan blinked at himself in horror.

It's too late, then it's too fast! With a crash, two clean buckets fell from the sky and poured down from the top with a strong smell.

Qin Wushuang had a quick reaction and immediately got up. Turn in the air, step out with your feet and kick on two clean buckets.

With one pedal, the two clean buckets change their position in the air and fly towards the back of the bamboo forest.

WOW!

The strength was amazing. Through the depths of the bamboo forest, the filthy things inside spilled all over the ground.

Suddenly there was a ghost cry inside, and several aristocratic children smelling all over jumped out. One of them is the Zhang Xian. These guys plotted against Qin Wushuang. Instead, they were covered in shit and urine. It's really embarrassing.

The group of martial arts children who happened to be rushed to see the excitement laughed endlessly.

Qin Wushuang pulled the rope off Hu Ziyan and pushed it to Fang Xiaozhong. He said faintly, "go back first."

Hu Ziyan suffered this loss, but he also shook his head stubbornly: "I won't go back! These people can't let you and me go. I'm not going anywhere today. Let them see that our Wutong in Donglin town is also backbone. Not all are cowards and cold-blooded animals! "

There were also many Wutong in Donglin town who watched the excitement. They were all ashamed after hearing this. I hate Hu Ziyan. This is suspected of map gun. The attack surface is too large. It's really worth fighting.

Qin Wushuang stared at Hu Ziyan and nodded after a moment: "OK, then stay here."

The Zhang Xian was covered with stink, tore off his robe and roared angrily: "Qin, you didn't die last time. Isn't your bone itching again this time? Come on, young master, let you have a long memory. "

Qin Wushuang doesn't want to make a boring entanglement with a group of martial children, but today's opportunity is rare, but it's an exception. He stayed in the martial arts children's Academy for so long. Why didn't he wait for these fools to come by themselves? This day finally came.

"Zhang Xian, do you mean to calculate the old account?"

Qin Wushuang looked leisurely, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Zhang Xian.

"One more fight, one more fight!"

"Zhang Xian, teach him a lesson! You can't do it again this time! "

Before Zhang Xian answered, the martial arts children who watched the excitement were boiling first, and there were one after another.

Qin Wushuang, standing in the crowd, unexpectedly enjoyed all this. What he needed was this kind of momentum. The more he enjoyed it, the happier he was.

One of the purposes of staying in the martial children's Academy is not to send a fatal blow to Zhang Xian, so as to establish the first power since reincarnation and rebirth? Let the long lost Qin family re-enter the mainstream line of sight?

Although killing a little broken child is detrimental to the dignity of martial arts masters in previous lives, if you don't completely crush this big headed fly, it will be buzzing and noisy in your ears all day, and your ears will not be clean, will you?

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