Chapter 100

Gongsun Moyang is always smiling at Yingying.

However, his eyes did not drift to other places, as if nothing in this world could remove his eyes staring at singing.

When the singing ended and he breathed a sigh of relief, he nodded slowly.

"Good boy, I didn't expect that you really have some skills? Although this Taijiquan can only be regarded as a first glimpse of the path, it may be very good to open this door in such a short time." Gongsun Moyang said to the song.

Gongsun Mo Yang's words did not have the slightest element of false praise.

Practicing a martial arts book is like this. Although the road of cultivation is difficult, it is dozens of times more difficult to open that door and step into the road of cultivation.

Since singing can open this door in such a short time, it's not very difficult to go far in the future.

"What other martial arts? Let's compete!" There is no complicated expression on Lou Zhoutian's face. He is still calm and calm. I think so. Lou Zhoutian is an old man and wonderful. What kind of things have you never seen and what kind of genius have you never seen? It should be natural for a person who has experienced countless storms to have a little stronger acceptance of everything than ordinary people.

Gao Ge looked at Lou Zhoutian and nodded gently. He thought about it for a moment. He was just going to make a move, but Meng Fang suddenly jumped out, smiled and said, "Gao Ge, let me compare with you and see how much you practice."

Singing helplessly, "Mr. Meng, did I do something that makes you unhappy? You're changing your method. Come and teach me a lesson!"

Meng Fang laughed: "come on, boy. What's the point of just looking at your fancy fists and embroidered legs? You still have to be real!"

In fact, Gao Ge understands Meng Fang's mind and wants to see how the actual combat effect of his martial arts is true. On the other hand, he also wants to strengthen his memory and understanding of martial arts through actual combat.

I'm very relieved that Meng Fang sings loudly. It's absolutely impossible for the other party to lay a heavy hand on himself.

Seeing Meng Fang coming and punching, singing, he subconsciously stepped back, his body was very fast, and hid at Meng Fang's side in a tricky way.

Meng Fang was slightly stunned. He quickly stepped back and distanced himself from Gao Ge. He recalled his response to Gao Ge in his mind and blurted out: "ghost trace? Is this the ghost trace of shadow gate?"

Singing and smiling, he said to Meng Fang, "it seems that Mr. Meng is really knowledgeable!"

Those around, including Gongsun Moyang and Lou Zhoutian, were shocked.

"This boy can learn Taijiquan in such a short time. In addition, there is the ghost of the shadow gate?" Lou Zhoutian said this, paused, turned his face, looked at the equally stunned Gongsun Moyang, and said, "you don't seem to have mastered the ghost of the shadow gate?"

Gongsun Mo Yang nodded: "I can only be regarded as a novice. This body method seems simple. In fact, the steps can't be bad, otherwise the effect will be greatly reduced. The boy's action just seemed to be a moment, but in fact he stepped on five steps, and each step can't be worse."

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and shook his head helplessly: "there are some demons."

Hearing Gongsun Moyang's praise and singing, the faces around him were different.

The cheerleading team led by Chen Guo and others in yuexincheng is naturally very happy.

The expression on Qin's face was as ugly as eating shit.

"Asshole..." Wang Zhe scolded in a low voice, but suddenly Li long standing behind him would grab his clothes.

"What did you just say?" Li Long angrily said, "do you want to die?"

Wang Zhe turned his face and gave him a cold look. He originally wanted to take action, but when he thought that he was still carrying punishment, he had to choose to give up.

Otherwise, with Wang Zhe's strength, there is still no problem dealing with a student in class 8.

"What are you looking at? Boy, just like you, my eldest brother can beat you ten!" Li Long stared at the beads and said.

"Ha ha, don't talk nonsense! Just like him, my boss can beat a hundred!" Yue Xincheng said immediately.

Li Long laughed.

Wang Zhe felt uncomfortable all over.

He wondered, when did a student in class 8 dare to be so presumptuous in front of himself?

At this time, Bangladesh has rushed towards singing again.

It's much faster than before.

The ghost of singing wanted to dodge, but because he was not skilled, he made a heavy blow.

He punches at random to force Bangladesh back.

"Boy, why is it still Taijiquan? Did you learn Taijiquan and ghost shadow?" Lou Zhoutian said unhappily.

Gongsun Moyang couldn't help but say: "in such a short time, I can master the ghosts and shadows, and integrate Taijiquan into actual combat. Even I can't do it..."

"Is he the same as you? This is my grandson. If he is the same as you, I will despise him!" Lou Zhoutian said bluntly.

Gongsun Mo Yang's face was speechless.

"Lou Lao, President Gongsun is right. Your request is too high." Meng Fang turned to Lou Zhoutian and said.

Lou Zhou Tian snorted and looked at the song: "do you think I'm demanding? Didn't you say all the big words before?"

Singing and speechless.

Why does the old man still have some grudges?

However, he thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Huilou, I did learn a few more things in the Martial Arts Pavilion, but the others are all sword skills."

"Some meaning, have you practiced sword?"

"Never practiced."

"That's interested in swords?"

Gao Ge thought for a while and said truthfully, "boy, I just think that the immortal practitioners who use the sword are very handsome."

Lou Zhoutian: "

"In fact, the immortal who uses the knife is also very handsome." A teacher who specializes in Dao whispered.

At this time, only a string of laughter was heard, and a silver flash flashed in front of the song. The song stretched out his hand and held the long sword flying towards him.

The man who threw the sword was a middle-aged man in a beautiful long gown. He was only 40 years old. His voice and laughter were extremely forthright. He shouted with a loud song: "the sword is named Boli. What do you think?"

"Good sword!" Sing and say a decent sentence.

"What's good?" The man who lost the sword went to the bottom.

After singing for a long time, I couldn't help saying, "it looks good."

The other party laughed again.

"Sing high, the man who borrowed the sword is the first person in kendo in our immortal Cultivation College. Let me see how you learned the sword in this Martial Arts Pavilion!" Meng Fang smiled. As soon as his voice fell, he rushed to Gaoge again. Compared with the previous times, Meng Fang's speed was a little faster. Obviously, the previous moves of Gaoge had made Meng Fang feel a little pressure to deliberately lower his strength. However, he had to improve his strength first.

Sing loudly and think about shaking the Heavenly Sword. At the same time, recite several formulas in your heart. A sword flower rises from the long sword in your hand, and the long sword raises a strong wind.

The man who lost his sword saw this scene and was immediately shocked.

"Sword wind... This boy has never held a sword, but he has been able to set off a sword wind? Liu Zhongyi, this son must be given to me. In your hand, it is a violent thing!"

Liu Zhongyi was not happy: "singing is a person, not a thing. How can it be a violent thing?"

"Anyway, I mean, if you want to talk more, I have to ask you for advice!" The man who threw the sword said impatiently, but his eyes didn't blink. He stared at the song Waving the three foot green front in his hand and muttered to himself, "this uncle is in his hand, but he hasn't been humiliated..."