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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 505: Transformation

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    Chapter 505 Transformation

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly: "Yes, very good."

    "What's the best method?" Zhong Ling tilted her head and asked, putting her little hand on his arm.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and touched the bridge of his nose: "If you can understand its essence, you will definitely improve your defensive skills by two or three."

    "Then pass it to us quickly. I want to practice." Zhong Ling shook his arm.

    The girls also looked at him eagerly, quite curious.

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of Xiao Yuesheng's side, if the martial arts is too poor, it will become a drag, it will be too embarrassing, they will feel ashamed and cannot hold their heads up.

    It¡¯s just that they are not aware of this subtle thought. On weekdays, everyone practices together, and there is no special purpose to practice hard.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded: "Since you want to learn, I will practice it."

    After saying that, he stood up, put his hands down, and moved slowly.

    His movements are comfortable and generous, calm and unhurried, but his palms are closely connected, forming a round shield, as if he can block any attack.

    After a while, he ended his action and closed his eyes slightly.

    The girls all concentrated on memorizing his moves, with focused expressions and bright eyes shining like stars twinkling in the night sky.

    Although they are smart, except for Fang Xueqing, the rest of them do not have the ability to forget things, but they remember them all clearly and unforgettably.

    When he practiced, his movements were slow and clear, and the image was directly imprinted on their minds. What he performed was a miraculous technique, but they didn't know it. They thought it was simple and easy to learn, and they knew it at a glance.

    He stood quietly in the night wind, his clothes fluttering, and he had an air of elegance, which added a bit of charm to his plain appearance.

    The girls looked at him blankly, their eyes flickering.

    Zhong Ling was curious, but she also knew that he was thinking, so she couldn't disturb him. She closed her mouth and stared at him closely.

    After a while, Xiao Yuesheng moved again and rehearsed. His movements were even slower and calmer, as if they were in slow motion one by one, leisurely and elegant.

    They are curious, but still focused on memory.

    This time, he used less time and his moves were more concise. There were only twenty-five moves. Even if he didn't use thaumaturgy, they still remembered it.

    After the action, he stood still and closed his eyes slightly.

    The girls were quiet, and their breathing was subtle. They were all thoughtful, thinking about the moves just now and trying to figure out the subtleties of them.

    With the Yi Zhu Incense Kung Fu, he opened his eyes again and started practicing. This time, the moves had been simplified to twelve moves, making them even simpler and easier to practice.

    After practicing it, the girls have memorized it and learned it.

    Xiao Yuesheng chuckled, sat down slowly, and said with a comfortable expression: "Now that you have learned it, just practice it. After a while of competing with each other, you will become proficient."

    "Okay, Sister Mu, come and attack me!" Zhong Ling said happily, leaping up and landing in the flower bed next to her, waving her little hands.

    Mu Wanqing snorted softly, then lifted up and landed in front of her.

    In the center of the flower garden where they were, there was a small circular place. It was not big, only about three feet tall. Next to it was a swing, a weapon rack, tables and chairs, and everything else.

    Usually, when they are tired from practicing, they rest on the swing, or sit next to it, drinking tea and chatting, the fragrance is floating, which is quite comfortable.

    The rest of the people also jumped into the flower garden, sat down around a wooden table, and looked at the field.

    Mu Wanqing took action directly and snorted: "Take the move!"

    After saying that, she dodged and drew a single sword on the weapon rack next to her. It was pitch black and looked like iron, but it was not.

    This is iron wood, which is extremely hard and heavy. It is as heavy as a real sword when held.

    She drew out her knife and slashed straight at Zhong Ling. She was close to him in an instant. Her speed was extremely fast, clean and neat, but she was also calm and without a trace of anger. She already had the demeanor of a master.

    Zhong Ling gave a light scolding, drew an arc with her left palm, and produced a sticky force. She drew it to the side. The iron wood sword's castration slowed down at any time. She slapped out her right palm and hit the blade.

    Mu Wanqing drew her sword and slashed again. She moved her feet, just a small step, and turned behind Zhong Ling. The changes were mysterious and it was an extremely exquisite footwork.

    Zhong Ling took a step diagonally, escaped from the range of her sword, and turned to face the iron wood sword.

    The two were fighting inextricably, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves were passed.

    At the beginning, Zhong Ling was not proficient in using them and often relied on other martial arts to resist. Later, he only used these twelve moves. He used them over and over again, becoming more and more familiar and more powerful.

    Under Mu Wanqing¡¯s superb swordsmanship, she held on steadily and did not fall behind.Zhong Ling smiled excitedly. In the past, she was always suppressed by Mu Wanqing. She was always at a disadvantage during sparring and was often bullied. Now she can finally stop him.

    Mu Wanqing snorted in annoyance, and the force of the sword was like a sea wave, continuous and surging, one wave after another, unstoppable.

    Zhong Ling was fully focused, her face solemn, and she became more proficient in applying the twelve moves. Her palms weaved into a network, dense and seamless, no matter how fierce and turbulent her sword was, it was difficult to break through.

    The girls next to them were all surprised. They also knew that this set of palm skills was exquisite, but when they thought about it, how high could the defeated general's martial arts be?

    ¡°I never thought that Xiao Yuesheng¡¯s change would turn it into such a mysterious kung fu.

    They know Mu Wanqing's martial arts well, and they also know Zhong Ling's martial arts. They often compete with each other on weekdays, and they are very familiar with it.

    ???????????????????? Normally, Zhong Ling can withstand fifty moves, which is already an extraordinary performance, but now he can withstand a hundred moves without losing, which is really amazing.

    ?Obviously, this set of palm techniques is extremely defensive and can be described as a unique skill.

    They secretly admired that this transformation of decay into magic was truly mysterious and unpredictable, and difficult to comprehend with common sense.

    "Hehe, what a good palm technique, interesting!" Zhong Ling continued another fifty moves, then jumped out of the circle in a flash and stopped fighting.

    Mu Wanqing glared at her and turned to Chun Niang.

    Chun Niang came out with a smile and said with a smile: "I'm here to learn from Miss Mu."

    Although Mu Wanqing has a withdrawn temperament, she is very popular in the house. She has no scheming and will say anything. People like Chun Niang and others who have seen the sinister human heart are the easiest to get along with.
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