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Text Chapter 17 Thirty Years of Skill

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    "Miss Wang, you, you are so awesome!" Wang Yuyan was like playing monkey, and she made the thirty people from Qinjiazhai and Qingcheng sect fall on their backs and wailed all over the place. Of course Duan Yu was overjoyed to see it.  He has never liked martial arts, let alone watching people fight, but if it is a beauty like Wang Yuyan, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon, as she advances, a lotus grows with each step, and as she retreats, she is as graceful as a willow, graceful and graceful.  The beauty is overwhelming, dizzying, and naturally different.  Isn¡¯t there a poem: Twenty-eight beauties have a body as soft as a crisp, and they can kill fools with a sword at their waists.  To be able to see a beautiful woman wielding a sword is like being a ghost and being romantic.  "Someone is coming!" Duan Yu was still thinking about it and was fascinated by the sound of the beam, when he suddenly heard someone coming. When he suddenly looked up, he saw a phantom floating like a flying duck, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.  Qi said: "That is?" "Miss Wang is gone." A'Zhu looked at the open window and said quietly.  "What, she left? Why did she leave so suddenly?" One moment he was in high spirits, but the next moment the beauty was gone, and Duan Yu suddenly became disappointed.  "What happened here? Who are they?" Just when Duan Yu was feeling down, a figure flew out of the night and arrived before he could.  By the time he finished speaking, a thin middle-aged man had already stood in the flower hall. He was very tall and wore a gray cloth robe. Even when he was not speaking, he had a surly and stubborn look on his face, as if he was the best person in the world.  There is nothing in the world that he can take notice of.  "It's Brother Bao San!" Abi said happily when she saw the middle-aged man in the flower hall.  Bao BuTong nodded, and with a rather unhappy look on his face, he kicked a man from Qinjiazhai who was lying in front of him and asked, "What's going on? Why are there dead dogs lying on the ground?" Those on the ground who were sucked by Wang Yuyan  After hearing this, the Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai disciples who had turned their bodies into internal energy all looked at Bao Tongtong angrily, their expressions full of resentment, but their hands and feet were helpless and weak, otherwise they would have jumped up and been easily beaten.  Abi replied: "They are from the Qingcheng faction and Qinjiazhai. The people who said that the young master killed them came to seek revenge from the young master. But just now, Miss Wang took action and knocked them all down." "Wang  Girl?" Bao Tongtong asked in confusion.  "Yes, it's Miss Wang." Duan Yu interrupted.  "Who are you, kid? Third Master Bao didn't ask you, what are you talking about here?" Unexpectedly, as soon as Duan Yu said it, Bao BuTong glanced at him and said coldly.  Duan Yu was obviously used to such sarcastic words. Moreover, he was broad-minded and thick-skinned. He immediately said without caring, "My surname is Duan Guangming. He was born without any punches or courage. But he wandered around the world and yet he has survived. It is a miracle."  One thing." Bao BuTong glared at him and snorted coldly. Although he had been in the world for many years, he didn't know how to deal with such a stupid answer. He had to turn to Abi and said: "Master.  When did my cousin learn such good martial arts? "You need to know that there are no less than thirty people lying in the flower hall. To defeat them all at once is not something that can be done easily.  What's more, in Bao BuTong's perception, Wang Yuyan had always hated martial arts.  How could he become a master after not seeing him for more than two years? He couldn't help but be surprised.  "Maybe in the past two or three years." Abi replied. Speaking of which, after meeting more than two years later, she didn't know that "Miss Wang" very well.  "It seems that Miss Wang has grown up after not seeing each other for more than two years" As the saying goes, you can't help yourself when you grow up. Thinking of Wang Yuyan's earth-shaking changes, she obviously wanted to avoid seeing Wang Yuyan when he left in a hurry just after returning to the Xiangshui Pavilion.  , Bao BuTong couldn't help but sigh.  After all, the girl who was deeply dependent on the young master would never be around again.  ¡­ ¡­ The reason why Wang Yuyan left before Bao BuTong arrived was, of course, that she didn¡¯t want to see him just as Bao BuTong thought.  In Tian Long, when it comes to characters that Wang Yuyan hates, Bao BuTong is definitely at the top.  Perhaps many people like his boldness, optimism and outspokenness, but Wang Yuyan extremely hates his talkativeness.  It seems that his skills have been trained to his words. He is always tough-talking, making excuses, making cheap remarks, making unreasonable noises, and refusing to give up until his popularity is exploded. All he says is that he is different.  Although Bao Buping¡¯s temperament shouldn¡¯t be rude to her, Wang Yuyan still didn¡¯t want to stay there and listen to his talk.  Even if it means that she picks people up with words or is rude, she hates being different anyway, and it is impossible to change that.  Since you don¡¯t like it anymore, it¡¯s better to avoid it.  Leaving Listening to Perfume Pavilion and riding in a small boat, Wang Yuyan didn¡¯t want toRowing is just letting the boat drift with the current, while she is channeling and tempering all the absorbed internal power, and finally refining it into her own internal power.  In the Pavilion listening to perfume, she absorbed a total of thirty-four people's internal energy.  These people in the Qingcheng Sect and Qinjiazhai are not good players. Except for a few leaders such as Yao Bodang, Sima Lin, and Jiang Meng, who have a slightly deeper internal strength, the others  It can only be said that she has some internal strength foundation, which is just a little better than the maid of Mantuo Villa, and on par with Gong Guangjie and others of Wuliang Sword.  And she doesn't absorb everyone completely. There are many but few.  In this way, the internal force absorbed is not very much.  Even if there are thirty-four people, the total of them is probably worth the internal strength of those martial arts masters who have been training hard for about thirty years.  It's not that each of them has ten years of skill. She absorbed them all, and together they have more than three hundred years of skill.  "The Beiming Divine Art is indeed a big, golden and thick leg!" No matter how fine the soil is, it is not a trickle, and all the energy returns to the sea. Wang Yuyan feels that her Dantian is filled up all of a sudden.  "Although I can't say it's all effortless, compared to the years of hard training, I have undoubtedly taken a shortcut in terms of internal strength. My current internal strength is almost as good as Murong Fu's, if not worse." Thinking that I am only ten years old this year.  At the age of seven, Wang Yuyan was extremely pleased that her skills were improving rapidly.  The magic of Beiming's magical skill is not only reflected in its ability to absorb other people's internal energy for free, but also has miraculous effects in transforming and tempering those internal forces that are complex and have different attributes.  Regardless of whether the absorbed internal force is negative or positive, as long as it is transformed and tempered by the Beiming Divine Art, it will have no attributes, become Zhongzheng and peaceful, and have no impact on the practitioner.  That is, Duan Yu's kid, who did not know the internal force practice, there would be a smile that almost in the internal force.  Putting all the distracting thoughts behind, Wang Yuyan concentrated her energy and silently performed the Beiming Magic Technique, thinking about the Sea of ??Beiming in her mind, letting her inner energy circulate over and over in her Dantian and meridians.  The wind is blowing softly, the water is flowing slowly, and the boat is floating slowly!  "I don't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes after she had returned from all rivers to the sea. A ray of light flashed through her eyes, and then she regained her composure. At this time, it was already bright.  I saw thousands of golden lights shining on the sparkling lake. The golden light was extremely dazzling. After a night of drifting, the boat was about to float to the shore.  ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ The new book needs support. Although it is not fat yet, the seedlings also need nutrients to grow up. Can they grow up?  If you want to collect and recommend, please collect and recommend.
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