Chapter 290: passed the examination

Name:I Can Edit Skills Author:Bamboo Room
In the quiet room, the situation in the arena was projected on the entire wall. There are now only three playing fields left.

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Elder Yao leaned on the sofa, tapped the pipe in his hand lightly on the edge of the small porcelain jar beside him, knocked out the ash inside, and began to carefully fill in the shredded tobacco.

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Beside him, two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, stood respectfully. They were also wearing uniforms that were very similar to the students' uniforms, but with a black base, silver lines on the corners, and a silver mark on their chests.

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The two of them are the deacons of the Preaching Tower, and they successfully defeated their opponents in the play-in match just now, retaining their qualifications as deacons.

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In contrast, the third deacon was not so lucky.

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After seeing the thunderbolt in the projection smashing the puppets of the preaching building, both of them stopped breathing for a moment.

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"This guy surnamed Ma actually lost?"

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The man glanced at the leisurely elder Yao, and couldn't help but whisper to the woman beside him.

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"That thunderbolt, you have to kneel when you go up."

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The woman rolled her eyes at him, frowned slightly, and thought.

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A competent researcher of the exercises should start to analyze the reasons after seeing this kind of magic formula with unreasonable power, instead of showing a shocked face.

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"Has Ma Minghong been eliminated?"

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At this time, Elder Yao filled in the cut tobacco, looked up at the projection, and smacked his mouth lightly: "Oh, I said, it turned out to be meeting Xiao Zhou, so it's his bad luck. Relying on his family background, this kid occupies the position of the mission building, and I have long wanted to clear him out."

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Why does it sound like Elder Yao knows Ma Minghong's opponent? The two standing next to each other looked at each other, and both saw curiosity in each other's eyes.

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"Elder Yao, don't you think that Ma Minghong's opponent's magic trick is a bit outrageous?"

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The woman looked carefully at Elder Yao.

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Although she is middle-aged, her appearance is still well maintained, that is, there are wrinkles that are hard to hide in the corners of her eyes.

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Elder Yao raised his eyes and looked at the projection.

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"Many of this kid's ideas are interesting, and he also has insightful insights into meridians. Xiao Zhao, tell me what you think."

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The man who was named was agitated and hurriedly said, "Elder Yao, I think it should be an overloaded spiritual energy operation method, using an overloaded spiritual energy operation method to increase the power of the magic art. This method can be regarded as a comparison. I have also seen the partial plan in some miscellaneous books, and it is not orthodox..."

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The man's voice became smaller and smaller, until it was barely audible. After noticing that Elder Yao glared at him, he didn't dare to continue talking.

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"That's why you are still academically serious, and you must consider Zhongzheng and peace when you develop a practice method. Of course, I'm not saying that this kind of thinking is wrong. I reacted to the old guy who beat the elder a long time ago, but That old guy just wouldn't let go. You know, a black cat and a white cat are a good cat if you catch a mouse! Which of those peaceful exercises doesn't eat resources and talent?"

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When Elder Yao talked about his excitement, he tapped the table again with his pipe, and threw out all the cut tobacco he just filled.

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The two people present heard Elder Yao talking about "that old guy", the first elder of the Gongfa Pavilion, and they didn't even dare to talk.

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Fortunately, there was a knock on the quiet room door at this time, and a young man's voice came from outside the door: "Elder Yao, the third Mr. Zhou Jizhou who passed the play-in match has arrived."

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Hearing Zhou Ji's arrival, Elder Yao stopped talking, glanced at the shredded tobacco on the table, his beard trembled involuntarily, and then began to fill in again: "Bring it in when it arrives, do you want us to Is the new deacon standing by the door?"

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outside the door.

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The young student who led the way for Zhou Ji looked strange, smiled apologetically to Zhou Ji: "Mr. Zhou, please come in, Elder Yao is waiting for you inside."

Having said that, he saluted and left.

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The door of the quiet room also opened at this time. Through the door, Zhou Ji saw the familiar figure.

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"Elder Yao."

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Zhou Ji smiled and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant.

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With a pipe in the corner of Elder Yao's mouth, he blew lightly, and sparks appeared.

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"Well, yes, I didn't expect your kid to actually eliminate the guy with the surname Ma. Very good."

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Zhou Ji looked at the smoke rising in front of him, and began to wonder if the elder in front of him was an old smoker. It is also a good thing that he has Ling Yuan to protect his body, otherwise, according to his age and the appearance of smoking, it is estimated that his lungs will be marinated.

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"Elder Yao praised it badly. I'm just lucky."

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Zhou Ji was honest and polite.

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"It's just you being smart." Elder Yao's ears spewed smoke, like an old-fashioned steam train on Blue Star in the early 20th century.

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Zhou Ji smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. Obviously, Elder Yao was a little unhappy with his politeness.

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Sometimes being polite is indeed a kind of etiquette, but being polite also means getting away and not getting close.

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The two deacons on the side had widened their eyes at this time. How could they have seen the eccentric Elder Yao speak so well, and have a good eye on this young and excessively new deacon in front of him? !

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"It's just right, there is still time now, talk about your ideas, and let your future colleagues from these two academies listen carefully."

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Without waiting for Zhou Ji to say anything, Elder Yao glanced at the rookie chickens projected on the wall pecking at each other, and gently tapped the magic weapon playing the projection with the back of the pipe. The above picture became the picture of Zhou Ji fighting just now.

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"This..."

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Zhou Ji glanced at the thunder and lightning released by his kung fu puppet. When he was a party, he didn't feel anything, but when he watched the replay from the side, he was shocked. The power was obviously a bit outrageous. Power, it is estimated that in the middle stage of foundation building, you will be seriously injured!

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Under the gazes of the three of them, Zhou Ji rationalized his thoughts and said slowly: "Actually, it's mainly about the bonuses of the exercises. I added more to the design..."

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"No need to say more, the key is your idea of ​​overloading the power of the magic formula Seeing that Zhou Ji was about to start from the beginning of the world, Elder Yao directly waved his hand to interrupt.

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Zhou Ji had to start talking about the damage to the body to strengthen the power of the magic art.

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"...That's it, mainly because it's not directly used by real people, so this kind of plan works quickly and has great power, which is why I chose it. Of course, if this practice method is to be officially developed, although some people will practice it. , but it is best to supplement it with a large number of high-level medicinal herbs that heal internal meridian injuries."

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At the end, Zhou Ji did not forget to add a sentence.

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He has also studied many books and works on the study of exercises, and he is also clear that the development of exercises that are neutral and long-term development is the mainstream. Very few.

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"Then do you think it is possible to develop a corresponding overloaded exercise based on the routine practice, and change the exercise when needed?"

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Elder Yao spoke.

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Hearing this, Zhou Ji was a little confused: "Elder Yao, it's okay to change the exercises, but if you change like this, there is no big problem at first, but because the meridians are not used to it, once the magic formula is used, it may cause serious injuries to the meridians. condition."

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Elder Yao didn't ask any further questions, just took a long breath. The tobacco in the pipe emitted a bright red-white light, and the two deacons who secretly observed Elder Yao noticed that the elder looked at Zhou Ji with more and more satisfaction.