Chapter 1250 Unique Stunt: Water Pincer
No matter what weapon the cultivator is, or his bare hands, he must use his hands to attack.
The speed of the hand is the speed of the attack.
In battle, all moves can be preemptive, and if you move before your opponent makes a move, your combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.
It's a pity that the five big brothers have not had time to learn Yue Rong's unique knowledge, and Yue Rong has become crazy because of his practice.
Then Yue Ning's body was not good, and the five had to go to the lower plane in order to heal Yue Ning's body.
The lower planes are so thin that they have practiced for many years, not to mention the skills of Yue Rong's pincers in the water, they have not even completed the entry.
Alas, the master's unique learning is so subtle that none of them can learn it and can't inherit the master's mantle.
For a time, the six seniors were all in a mood of self-blame.
"Senior brothers, don't be discouraged. It's better for us to try in the future to see who masters the pincers in the water faster."
Seeing this situation, Mo Ranchen sent out a challenge invitation to the six seniors.
"Okay, Junior Brother Seven, when Master teaches you this unique knowledge, we are also at the same starting line."
"Seventh Junior Brother, although your cultivator's talent is higher than ours and the strength is stronger than ours, the seniors will never lag behind."
When several seniors heard Mo Ranchen's words, their decadence was wiped out, and they instantly became motivated.
Mo Ranchen smiled and said, "Okay, then, we all have to cheer."
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Jun Mohuang followed Yue Rong to a big waterfall on the second peak.
The drop of this waterfall is as high as one hundred feet, and countless currents vent down, making a loud bang, like a wild beast roaring.
People standing under this waterfall can only hear the deafening sound of the waterfall, and nothing else can be heard.
To communicate here, you can only use secret voice transmission.
"Little disciple, this time Master wants to teach you Master's lifelong skill-pincers in water."
Yue Rong walked to the side of the waterfall that kept roaring with excitement.
Needle in the water...Well, how does this name feel earthy.
Jun Mohuang thought that Master would give a great name for his unique knowledge.
"Little girl, you are optimistic about focusing all your mental energy."
Yue Rong didn't know that Jun Mohuang was spitting out his unfamiliar name, his cyan sleeves raised, and his twelve silver needles were thrown into the sky.
The silver needle rises in a straight line, flashing twelve silver lights in the air, and then falls into the stream of a 1,000-meter-high waterfall above, rushing straight down the water.
These silver needles were rushed to Yue Rong by the current in less than two seconds.
Yue Rong concentrated, shot extremely quickly, and plunged into the waterfall with one hand.
Jun Mohuang didn't see exactly when he released his hand. The momentary effort, when Yue Rong's hand received from the waterfall, there was a row of shiny silver needles sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger.
No more, no less, exactly twelve.
Twelve silver needles, stained with water drops, gleamed in the sun.
"What a fast speed, what a subtle technique!"
Jun Mohuang couldn't help clapping his hands in praise.
Even if she herself thinks that the hand speed is not slow and the head is good, in this case, it is impossible to clamp all the twelve silver needles.
"Little disciple, what is this fast, what is it subtle."
Yue Rong smiled faintly, once again took out a handful of silver needles, and threw them up. This time, the number of silver needles increased tenfold from twelve to 120.
Not only has the number increased, but the location of the waterfall this time has also changed from the edge of the first time to the center.
(End of this chapter)