At dawn, Mo Jueyuan gently breathed out a mouthful of turbid Qi to disperse the rich vitality around him and wake up from his cultivation.
Looking at the rotating "sea eye" in Dantian, Mo Jueyuan's mood became particularly comfortable. At this time, there are dozens of drops of liquid around the sea eye in the Dantian, which cover the sea eye vaguely. These liquids are all made of liquefied natural gas. Every drop of liquid natural gas needs a lot of refined and compressed natural gas. Even with Mo Jueyuan's abnormal absorption speed, it takes at least two days to condense into a drop of liquid natural gas.
"Hoo... With this liquid gas, you don't have to worry about the exhaustion of the gas in the future."
The last time he fought with lingtianmen's xiangkongjing disciples, his vitality was almost exhausted. Mo Jueyuan is afraid to think about it now. He feels that his vitality is exhausted and his body is burning like fire. It's really hard.
"Well, go out for activities and get familiar with this place by the way. I don't know where the so-called tianwu ancient battlefield is. Maybe my sister can get some news from Pang Fei."
Just after yesterday's report, Mo Yuting was led away by Pang Fei, saying that he wanted to give special guidance to Mo Yuting. At that time, Mo Jueyuan looked at Pang Fei's "obscene" face and felt a little uneasy. However, with Lin Yunyu's assurance, Mo Jueyuan let Pang Fei lead Mo Yuting away.
When it comes to Lin Yunyu, Mo Jueyuan has to doubt whether his luck is good or bad.
There are 600 freshmen in total, each of whom is a team, and each team is guided by three tutors, namely theoretical tutors, who are responsible for teaching knowledge; Actual combat tutor is responsible for guiding students to practice and combat skills; Survival tutor is responsible for leading students to participate in various experiences and teaching various survival skills. Mo Jueyuan's theoretical tutor is the source of Yao Hongyu's hostility to himself, Lin Yunyu.
Thinking of Yao Hongyu's crazy eyes, Mo Chueh yuan gave a cold Snort and thought in his heart:
"Hum, although Yao Hongyu is an expert in the early stage of transformation, he is nearly 50 years old, and his future achievements are limited. I can't beat you now, but I will definitely surpass you in the future."
Mo Jueyuan held his head high and walked out of the No.3 dormitory building. He stepped into the woods in front of the building and felt the cool and fresh air. Mo Jueyuan suddenly felt that the restless heart in his body suddenly calmed down, and the whole person's thinking. It's also very clear.
Inhale ~ ~ exhale~~~
Mo Jueyuan took a deep breath. A cool feeling came out of his body and filled his whole body. Then he slowly exhaled the breath. Suddenly, he was light, healthy and comfortable.
"The plan of the day is in the morning. Well, try my master's special skills. I haven't practiced them for so long."
Mo Jueyuan remembers that when Haotian used his soul to inherit his memory, he carried along several inherited combat skills. One of them is a very special auxiliary combat skill, called "bird play", which is a set of auxiliary combat skills created by Haotian after spending a hundred years observing the movements of birds and animals.
Mo Jueyuan suddenly found out that in the records of this bird play, Haotian put emphasis on a sentence:
"Bird play can neither attack nor defend. It aims to train people's ability to adapt to changes. It is expected that the enemy will take the lead and the master will fight a decisive battle. The difference is a millimetre and a thousand miles."
"Resilience? "Expect the enemy to take the lead?"
Mo Jueyuan thought it over carefully, and then he reacted. He was very hot in his heart. He thought that once he really had the ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunities, as Haotian said, he could easily find a way to break the enemy's attack every time, and he could completely control the progress of the battle in his own hands.
Mo Chueh yuan was excited for a minute. Then he reacted and laughed at himself. He was so excited that he hadn't started practicing the game. What would he be like if he succeeded?
All of a sudden, Mo Jueyuan was in a state of calm and deep meditation
In Mo Jueyuan's mind, tens of thousands of pictures appeared immediately: the ape climbing the tree, the tiger pouncing on the food, the snake circling the array, the crane hanging its wings... These pictures were arranged into human shapes by Haotian. Beside each picture, some text notes were added to explain the essentials of this action.
With his eyes closed, he began to look at these pictures carefully in his mind. For these tens of thousands of pictures, Mo Jueyuan didn't intend to learn them all at once. He just looked at the dozens of pictures in front of him. With the help of his peaceful mind at this time, he began to devote himself to the pictures to understand the essentials of these actions.
The picture in his mind, in Mo Jueyuan's whole-heartedness, fluctuates slowly like a water wave.
From Mo Jueyuan's mind, a series of tiny light, invisible to the naked eye, slowly spread out and penetrated into Mo Jueyuan's meridian bones, as if to be burned to the bone.
A light wind came, and the air around him was slowly turbulent. Mo Jueyuan's clothes moved with the wind. Suddenly, a sharp momentum burst out, and Mo Jueyuan's whole body suddenly burst out a strong wind, splashing around him.
I don't know when, Mo Jueyuan's eyes suddenly opened, flashing like a goshawk's eyes, arms bent, hands into Eagle claws, body shape suddenly flash up.
"The eagle catches the rabbit."
As soon as the rabbit was caught, Mo Jueyuan's breath changed rapidly, and his domineering momentum leaped out. His eyes were wide open, his legs squatted slightly, and his arms clapped forward, driving the whistling sound. It was an action of a fierce tiger clapping its claws at its prey.
"The tiger pours."
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For a moment, Mo Jueyuan's momentum was changing. He was like a lion, like a tiger, like an ape, like a crane. He was rolling in the woods, flying eagle, leaping tiger, leaping snake out of the cave
In a fresh and elegant villa in the distance, an old man with flower hair looks in this direction with doubts. His eyes are shining, and he murmurs with doubts:
"The boy is a hawk and a monkey. He's a monkey."
This HUAFA old man is Lu fan, the vice president of tianwu college. The whole movement of tianwu college is under his supervision. Mo Jueyuan's practice of "bird play" is completely in his sight. Therefore, Lu fan is very puzzled. What's the use of Mo Jueyuan's practice of these movements? It just has its shape.
As a matter of fact, this is mo Jueyuan's first practice, and he already has "likeness in shape". If Haotian saw it, he would shout for genius. These movements are all from animals, and ordinary people can't accept such awkward movements. In a short time, Mo Jueyuan practiced more than ten kinds of animal movements to "likeness in shape". Is it genius or something?
Time passed unconsciously. Now it's daybreak. A touch of sunshine shines on the grove. Through the dense leaves, a little sunshine is sprinkled. More and more people walk in the grove. After a short time, almost everyone knew that there was a strange man playing with monkeys in the woods. He was jumping and jumping like a sheep's madness.
But Mo Jueyuan had no way to know all this. He was still intoxicated with the awkward and mysterious movements of "bird play".
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Finally, after more than two hours of practice, Mo Jueyuan finally woke up. Close body and rise, a time of intense exercise, even breathing has become a lot more intense, at the moment is standing in situ breathing gently, let the mood calm down.
"It's too abstruse. It's worthy of being a combat skill that the master has spent a hundred years to create. With my current understanding and strength, I can only imitate the form of more than a dozen animals. Moreover, these actions are too... Awkward."
Mo Chueh yuan shook his head helplessly and was dissatisfied with his achievements.
Although he was not satisfied with his achievements, Mo Jueyuan still devoted most of his energy to the study of more than a dozen animal forms. He did not find that a pretty girl in a green dress came to him with a pretty face.
Mo Jueyuan was immersed in his thoughts, his eyes closed slightly, and he was thinking:
"Well, the speed can be faster, the talons should be more powerful, and..."
All of a sudden, a burst of air burst out, with three long green lights and shadows. At the speed of cutting through the air, they flashed toward Mo Jueyuan.
Mo Jueyuan's hair suddenly burst out, and his eyes suddenly opened. He immediately found that the three green lights and shadows were the whips of a green whip, and the whip was held in the hands of a girl in green dress. The girl in green dress was long ruotong.
Mo Chueh yuan's brows wrinkled when he saw the whip. The speed of the whip was faster than that of the lightning, and he was in front of his eyes. It was too late to escape.
On long ruotong's face, a proud smile suddenly appeared. It seemed that Mo Jueyuan had been whipped by his own whip, and the resentment in his heart had dissipated a lot.
"What a quick whip, triple whip shadow, no one can hide under the sky."
In the villa area in the distance, many tutors saw this scene, including the vice president Lu fan, who was gloating at Mo Jueyuan in his room and praying for him secretly. He didn't think much of Mo Jueyuan either. This whip was so fast that it had already turned into three whip shadows. With Mo Jueyuan's strength at this time, he couldn't escape, It won't hurt, but it's a shame.
Mo Chueh yuan's anger grew dark in his heart, and he was preparing to run his energy to take the whip. Suddenly, Mo Chueh yuan's right hand, which was completely uncontrollable, lifted up like a flower and a leaf, stretched forward through the shadow of the whip.
Pop.
A crisp ring rings out, it is the sound of the whip on the person, but the owner of the whip, long ruotong, the smile on his face instantly froze, all the people who pay attention to this scene, the look on his face all suddenly.
Mo Jueyuan's right hand was clenched, and a slender green whip like a snake's tail was firmly held in Mo Jueyuan's hand.
Mo Jueyuan seized the whip that was faster than lightning with his hand.
Long ruotong looks at Mo Jueyuan reluctantly. A touch of anger like resentment flashed in her eyes. She tugs at the whip and finds that her whip is rooted in Mo Jueyuan's hands and does not move.
And Mo Jueyuan was also dull, looking at his right hand in disbelief, surprised.
"I didn't want to grab it with my hand just now..."
Mo Jue yuan was stunned and suddenly reacted. He was ecstatic. For a moment, he felt that the blood in his body was about to boil.
"Expect the enemy to take the lead?"