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Chapter 047 [Theory of Invincibility]

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    Regarding the roasted rabbit, Fang Heng could only admit that he was unlucky. He originally wanted to make a good impression on others, but who knew that the flattery would fall on the horse's hooves, and so many expressions were wasted before.  Oh, what a sin. He didn't eat the roasted rabbit and it made him smell bad. Fang Heng thought that one day when the senior sister's anger was almost gone, he would grab a better-looking rabbit to make amends. After all, they were all disciples of Tianqiong Mountain.  , look down and see you, you can¡¯t hide forever. Now that you think about it, you have decided to wait until you are free one day before going.  At this time, Taoist Tianfeng was in good spirits. Seeing that Fang Heng was free at this time, he couldn't help but think about the competition again. He said to Fang Heng: "Ah Heng, you have been practicing your footwork for a while recently. I feel  "How about it?" "Master, I train my footwork according to your arrangements every day. Thanks to various footwork, I was lucky enough to escape from that angry senior sister. Except for the drunken immortal moon step, I almost feel it."  Yes," Fang Heng replied truthfully.  Tian Feng Taoist said: "Drunken Immortal Moon Watching Step? It's normal that you can't practice it well. Moon Watching Step is a wind spirit footwork. Your thunder spirit root attribute cannot exert its due effect, just like my spiritual root."  , in addition to the highly talented Thunder Spirit Root, you have also developed a small amount of Wind Spirit Root, and if you don't drink, how can you understand the essence of the word Zui Xian?" "That's it," Fang Heng nodded suddenly and found out.  I probably won¡¯t be able to practice this secret skill in my lifetime.  "Okay, boy, now let me test how well you have practiced your footwork." After saying that, Taoist Tianfeng stretched out his claws not far away, and saw a hard bamboo jumping out of the soil not far away.  It flew into his hand in an instant, and this sword control skill was really cool and impressive.  "Boy, are you ready? I'm coming." Fang Heng knelt down and prepared for the formation. He saw his master suddenly leaping forward with a shrinking step, and swung out a graceful diagonal slash. Fang Heng saw clearly the power of the sword, and with a beautiful  turned sideways.  Because it was just a test, Taoist Tianfeng did not attack with all his strength. He only came out with a stronger attack posture than Fang Heng. At least it was a challenge level for Fang Heng. As long as his steps were not in place, he would be attacked. If he was really attacked by that  Remember, if you are hit by a bamboo tree, the blow that contains full spiritual power will not be fatal, but it will definitely cause a swelling.  Facing the sharp thrusts and slashes, Fang Heng flexibly used various footwork in his sect to dodge. Watching himself evade various attacks from his master again and again, a sense of accomplishment gradually emerged from the bottom of his heart.  After the string dodge was successful, he gradually relaxed his movements and became more comfortable in dodging. After all, the fall on his butt these past few months was not in vain.  After a round of testing, Fang Heng dodged every attack from Jiujianxian. Although the master did not attack with all his strength, being able to dodge such an intense attack was an affirmation of himself.  "Master, my footwork is pretty good," Fang Heng said with a proud face afterward.  ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s okay,¡± Taoist Tianfeng nodded with satisfaction.  "Let me just say that I'm not bad," Fang Heng wiped his nose, "I guess with such physical skills, he should be invincible with the same spiritual power?" "You think so well," Taoist Tianfeng rolled his eyes at Fang Heng:  "When it comes to body skills, the natural wind spirit root attribute is the king of the body skills. You have never seen the power of the flurry style in the unparalleled technique."  It is an unparalleled form of energy, but this is the first time I have heard of this flurry of energy.  "Well, Wushuang Wushu," Taoist Tianfeng nodded: "An excellent attack that instantly consumes the current Wushuang form. You must also know that the Wushuang form continuously enhances one's own strength by approximately 30% to 50% over a longer period of time, while Wushuang  Flurry shortens the aggressiveness to just a few seconds, but at that moment the aggressiveness is increased by two to three times. Finally, it can be followed by a small unparalleled skill. Once used when someone else makes a mistake, it is basically inevitable.  Killing, especially those with extremely high talents, who use the Wushuang Dance after breaking out of the two Wushuang forms, have a balanced offense and defense, and can protect themselves, are invincible among people of the same strength. " "So powerful?" Fang Heng.  He blinked and seemed a little disbelieving: "Master, you should teach me!" "Well, I'm not very good at this, or it's not so powerful" Tianfeng Taoist blushed and coughed twice: "Two  I can use the heavily amplified Musou form, and I can also use Super Musou, but I don't use the strength of Super Musou flurry, and I can't even use ordinary flurry skills. This still requires the help of wind spirit roots.  It's easy. At that time, one of your uncles was better at this trick. He was unrivaled among the new disciples of Tianqiong Mountain at that time" "Where is that uncle?" Fang Heng suddenly became interested. From the master's tone, he shouldn't be the leader.  Dust Taoist.  "He is dead," Taoist Tianfeng shook his head: "I don't know exactly how he died. If he is still here, the Tianqiong Sect must be prosperous for a while!" Taoist Tianfeng's tone seemed to be filled with emotion, but he didn't want to.  in ?There were too many things to talk about on this topic. I looked at Fang Heng again and expressed a certain degree of satisfaction with his progress at this time: "Speaking of which, the growth rate of your spiritual power in your body is indeed a bit higher than my expectation. At this rate,  If you go down, you should be able to participate in the upcoming Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition in four years' time. "What's the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition?" Fang Heng blinked, not quite understanding the rules here.  "Well, you may not know this when you first come here," Taoist Tianfeng captured the sheep's whiskers and explained: "Our Tianqiong Sect holds a competition every ten years, where elite disciples selected from the seven meridians compete.  , the final winner will receive a good reward, and it will directly affect whether he can inherit the first seat. In the Tianqiong Sect, if you want more people to know you, you must defeat the seed disciples on other peaks. " Fang Heng.  He said calmly: "Master, what do you think of me?" "I can't say for sure. Judging from your progress in recent days, it is indeed much faster than I imagined. In addition to your outstanding qualifications,  In addition, there must be something that can speed up cultivation." Tian Feng saw through Fang Heng's treasure at a glance, but he was not interested in going into details. After all, no one has any secrets. He glanced at Fang Heng and said, "That's fine.  , If you can get out of the mountain quickly, the future of Wangyue Peak will depend on you." "I will live up to everyone's expectations!" Fang Heng suddenly looked solemn as if he was handed a historical envoy, and then asked Taoist Tianfeng curiously: "  Master, what was your ranking in the last martial arts competition you participated in?" Taoist Tian Feng narrowed his eyes: "Why are you asking?" "I just want to know your majesty back then, Master," Fang Heng said with a few drops on his forehead.  Sweating profusely, I felt like I had asked the wrong question.  "It's okay to tell you. When I was talking about martial arts, I ranked third, second only to your master and master Tianyue." There is basically no suspense about being number one among the masters, but it seems good for the master to be ranked like this.  The third among the seven meridians, not too low. Fang Heng asked curiously again: "Master, did you lose to the master's uncle?" "This is not" As if remembering some unbearable past events, Taoist Tianfeng couldn't help but speak in a confused tone.  A little weaker: "I lost to you, Master Tianyue"
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