Chapter 251

In the central square of Jiufeng City, Mo Li looks at the young man standing on the challenge arena, and he never comes back.

At the moment when Simon announced the start of the competition, people around the square only saw a shadow passing by. Then Yunxiao stood alone in the middle of the challenge arena and his opponent flew out of the arena.

For those lower level observers, they didn't see how Yunxiao did it, but Mo Li saw it.

Body method is the floating cloud move handed down by shuiyunzong through the ages. Palm method is liuyunzhang, which was seen in the battle with Yunyang. Using the quickness of body method and the sharpness of palm method, we can solve the battle instantly!

When the young man turned to leave, the crowd around the square began to scream.

"Something's wrong... Something's wrong..."

Mo Li shakes his head, trying to catch the fleeting thought in his mind, but looking at the boy's back, Mo Li's thoughts seem to be taken away.

Yunxiao's opponent is very weak. It's not difficult for him to defeat the enemy in one move with his strength. What he did just now is the orthodox combat skill of shuiyunzong, but Mo Li always has a strange feeling in his mind, which is similar to women's sixth sense. He can't tell the truth clearly but is extremely accurate.

After returning to wanbaoge, Mo Li didn't understand what was wrong in Yunxiao's fight. At the door, he met Mo Zhiyin who turned back from the other direction. They looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

It seems that Mo Zhiyin didn't find any clue.

Mo Li believes that Hua Feifei's perception of soul chasing fragrance is not wrong. If this cloud is not Chu Ming, is it really just because he met Chu Ming for some reason that he has the smell of soul chasing fragrance?

Mo Li is thinking about things while walking in the direction of the back yard. When he passes the front hall, he finds that the young man Ling Xiao, who was recruited by wanbaoge before, is waving his fists to a wooden pile deep into the ground in the yard.

Under the sun, the young man's upper body was full of masculinity. In the midday sun, there was a pool of sweat around the boy's feet. It seemed that he had been practicing boxing all morning.

Mo Li looked at the boy's stubborn fist from afar, and the long-standing distant memory in his mind was opened. It's a long time since I came to this world, and many things have been gradually forgotten. However, it seems that I have tried to strengthen my body like a teenager, right?

"Who taught you how to fight?"

Unconsciously, he goes to the young man and stands still. Looking at the calluses on Ling Xiao's fists that don't match his age, Mo Li asks curiously.

The martial arts in this continent pay more attention to the improvement of the realm. Few people are as addicted to moves and physical strength as teenagers.

Hearing Mo Li's words, Ling Xiao's face was flushed, like a girl meeting her favorite lover. She said shyly, "this is the boxing method passed down by my family. I've been an orphan since childhood. I don't know how to practice it. I just remember that my father said that this set of mountain pulling boxing is famous for its strength, so I thought of this method to improve my boxing strength."

Mo Li suddenly nodded, patted the boy on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "come on, you can hit this set of boxing once and let me have a look!"

Young stubborn expression and the tenacity of the body let Mo from the heart of love.

Ling Xiao has some doubts in his heart, but he still nods and goes to the center of the yard to practice this set of Bashan boxing in his mouth.

The weapon is only an aid when a warrior fights with others. Many boxing techniques, palm techniques or leg techniques are also popular on the mainland. The level of Bashan boxing played by a teenager should not be low. Although Ling Xiao is only the middle level of ningdan now, he is full of the momentum of a fierce tiger descending the mountain when he waves his fist and raises his leg. The style of boxing is strong and full of vigor. It really deserves to be called Bashan.

A set of boxing finished, Mo Li can understand the essence of this set of mountain boxing. Motioning Ling Xiao back to one side, Mo Li transferred the local combat Qi into his whole body, and waved his fist in the middle of the yard from slow to fast.

One side of Ling Xiao was very confused, but looking at Mo Li's action faster and faster, the expression on the boy's face was instantly replaced by shock.

Bashan boxing!

How could that be!

Ling Xiaozhang looks at Mo Li in the middle of the yard, who has played his family's boxing skills from generation to generation. Deep down in his heart, he even rubs his eyes to prove that he is not dazzled.

In fact, Mo's play is not the real pulling out of mountain boxing. After just reading the Lingxiao's style, he took the essence of his action, and used the soil property to drill the way of Ling Xiao's showing. He absolutely ignorant of the way and the way of doing things.

When Mo Li's boxing is finished, Ling Xiao is still in the same place and never comes back.

Until Mo Li came to him, Ling Xiao's shaking voice rang out slowly: "Gong... Gongzi... You..."

Looking at the boy's stunned and shocked appearance, Mo Li shook his head and asked with a smile, "how is my Bashan boxing compared with you?"

Ling Xiaolian took a few deep breaths to make her mood gradually calm down. She asked with some expectation: "how did you do it, young master?"

"How did you do that?" Mo Li hesitated for a moment, looked around the yard, took Ling Xiao to a jar full of water under the wall.

"You try to hit the water. Just like before, don't use fighting spirit, just use physical strength!"

Ling Xiao smell speech a Leng, then solemnly nodded.

After moving her arms and wrists, Ling Xiao bent her legs slightly and found a suitable position to punch. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists.

Strong arm in a graceful arc, heavy hit in the calm water, countless water splashes.

WOW——

Every drop of water in the sunlight under the refraction of the flashing charming luster, exhausted to blow a punch Ling smile face slightly red, breathing also become heavy up.

"Yes, but not enough!"

Mo Li shakes his head, goes to the position before Ling Xiao and stands. Looking at the water still rippling, his right fist bursts out.

Bang——

Also did not use any fighting gas, from Mo Li's fist to loud noise, Ling Xiao even saw the man's arm tremble.

Click - Click——

WOW——

After the sound, the whole water tank broke!

Ling Xiao gaped at the man's side face, deep inside in addition to shock no other.

Turning around and patting the boy on the shoulder, Mo Li pointed out with a smile: "your boxing is really exquisite, and just as your father said, the biggest advantage is that it's hard and fierce. But if you want to improve your strength, it's not enough to improve your strength. What you need to speed up is the speed of your fist. You will practice your fist in the water tank filled with water. When you can inject your fist strength into the water tank and smash it with pure physical strength like me, your Bashan fist will really come into the room! "

Word by word heavy hit in Ling Xiao's heart. When the boy looked up again, there was not only a little fanaticism and insight in his eyes.

"Thank you for your advice, Ling Xiao understood!"

"I wish I understood!" Mo Li took a long breath and laughed, encouraging: "your previous understanding of this set of boxing has become a habit, with a specific style, so it may be a while..."

Mo Li's words came suddenly. It seemed that there was a flash of lightning in his mind, which made him freeze on the spot.

Looking at Mo Li's suddenly excited eyes, Ling Xiao frowned with some doubts and said: "young master? You... What's the matter with you? "

Mo Li regained his mind, shook his head and said, "it's OK. In a word, you can practice according to the method I said in the future. If you don't understand anything, come to me!"

Mo Li said that he patted the boy on the shoulder again and walked towards the backyard in a hurry.

At the same time of instructing Ling Xiao, he finally understood why he felt strange when watching the battle of Yunxiao before. It's all because Yunxiao's performance today is quite different from his usual style!

As Mo Li just reminded Ling Xiao, martial arts practitioners gradually develop their own habits in the years of cultivation and fighting. According to the investigation, Yunxiao has been very low-key in shuiyunzong all these years, and he is also known for his modesty. Before in the preliminary selection, although the results have been kept in the forefront, but in the enemy obviously reserved, in winning at the same time try not to offend those opponents.

He is doing the opposite today.

It's not like a contest, it's like... Assassination!

For a good killer, how to hide yourself is the most important thing. Before the true mingled with the false, the cloud is not so clear that it is intended to be suspicious today. It only shows that he has found Mo Li secretly investigating him, so he will not be able to make a clear picture of his details.

Think about it, if he is really Chu Ming, who has been pretending for so many years without showing any flaws, and now suddenly appears such a big negligence, it will make life have other ideas.

Mo Li is not sure if his guess is right. If so, it shows another problem. Yunxiao knows that his identity may be exposed.

So, where did he learn that?

There are only four people who know that there is soul chasing incense in him, Mo Li, Su ranxue, Hua Feifei and Mo Zhiyin. They will never leak the news, so it can only be seen by other people who know Mo Li.

Who would it be?

Don't leave in the heart more think more doubt.

When Professor Mo Li was teaching Lingxiao boxing, in the secret branch of the red chamber, the dark and heavy stone gate slowly opened to both sides, and a young man in white robe walked in with a cold face.

Looking at the coquettish woman lying on the stone chair not far away, the young man said indifferently: "I have done what you ordered."

"Oh? That should take a while, but with that guy's head, I guess I'll figure it out soon! "

The woman's crisp voice was full of charm, but the young man seemed to be unaffected at all. He frowned and hesitated and asked, "are you sure he's staring at me? I don't feel exposed... "

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck, Clu The woman stretched her waist. As she pulled the red dress upward, she showed her slender waist and lovely navel. Looking at the young man, she seemed to be a little unconvinced. She shook her head and said, "Chuming, I know that guy's means better than you. In a word, listen to me and hide as much as possible before entering the ruins. No matter how provocative he is, you have to find a way to survive until you enter the ruins, Do you understand? "

The woman's face is rarely solemn. The young man looks at the face that charms all living beings. The corner of his mouth twitches for a long time before he nods helplessly.