If the flying needle is a dead thing, it is because it has no flesh and blood, no thought, and can only be fired by external forces, and its launch speed and direction are also operated by hand, once launched, there is no room for change. And Clumsy was able to take it because he had detected the speed of the flying needle in advance, and he could use clever techniques to unload the flying needle.

So how to think about it differently, just imagine adding a thought to the flying needle, so that it can make even a very small change when it needs to change its direction, this change is enough to receive miraculous results, especially for stupid people who dare to take his flying needle hard.

So, how to inject this kind of "thought" into the flying needle, Wu Feng's first thought was spiritual power. You must know that Wu Feng's spiritual power can already move subtle objects, and it is invisibly controlled, with a perceptual effect, and the addition of these characteristics should be feasible to make a slight change in a certain distance after the flying needle is shot.

Wu Feng hadn't tried it before because he didn't have this kind of idea, but at this time, with this kind of idea, Wu Feng was eager to try it in his heart.

Looking at the stupidity that was calm on the surface but was actually waiting for him, Wu Feng slowly stretched out his right hand, and there was a steel needle in his index finger.

Surprise flashed in Ben's eyes, the needle behind Wu Feng's back had indeed been traceless, so that Benben couldn't grasp the direction of the flying needle for a moment, and the magic trick of receiving the needle with one hand was useless.

But after this lesson, Clumsy also had an eye, and wanted to use another trick to crack it when Wu Feng's old trick was repeated, but he didn't expect Wu Feng to put the flying needle out again, and there were obvious traces to follow, I don't know what he thought about putting the cart before the horse.

Wu Feng held the flying needle in his hand, his eyes stared, and a strong spiritual power was poured into the flying needle. He felt that he was connected to an invisible thread with the flying needle, which seemed to be restrained by mental power. It's a mysterious feeling that I can't put into words.

When he felt that the spiritual power was overflowing, Wu Feng made a decisive move, and the flying needle shot directly at the center of the stupid eyebrows.

With a clumsy and light click, he didn't pay attention to a few flying needle volleys, let alone one. The big demon hand reached out again, accurately stroked the flying needle, flicked the five fingers slightly, and the needle force was removed, and then probed again, and grabbed the flying needle.

The whole process was smooth, and Clumsy maintained a relaxed attitude from beginning to end. It's a pity that at the moment when he was about to grab the flying needle, a mutation protruded, and the flying needle, which had been unloaded with soft strength, suddenly came to life, and the tip of the needle was upturned for half a minute, piercing the unsuspecting clumsy palm.

"Huh......" clumsy frowned, looking at the half-inch steel needle inserted in the palm of his hand, his face was surprised.

Just in this distraction, he suddenly felt a powerful air flow and his body, and he saw that Wu Feng had already been close to his body, fists, elbows and knees, doing everything, and the whole person was like a crusher blasting towards Ben.

Clumsy snorted coldly, his hands reached out again, and heavy palm shadows reappeared, sealing all directions of Wu Feng's attack.

A sound sounded like the sound of a golden iron horse.

Wu Fengjin retreated stupidly.

The wind swept and the cold was cold.

The two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant, and finally stopped.

Wu Feng calmed down the surging aura in his body, and in the battle, he had used the small grappling hand to the fullest, and even so, he didn't bargain too much in the stupid hands.

The latter's kung fu was beyond his imagination, and he actually blocked Wu Feng's attack all over his body with just a pair of fleshy hands, which he couldn't imagine.

As everyone knows, stupid is even more frightened, his big demon hand defensive style is called Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, which is a type of defense and attack, who knows that when blocking Wu Feng's full-body offensive, he only has the strength to defend and no attack, which makes him feel very frightened, knowing that he still underestimates Wu Feng.

With his hands behind his back, he said, "Don't fight." ”

Wu Feng's eyes were surprised, although Fang Cai used a small grappling hand to gain a slight upper hand, but he did not hit Ben Ben hard, so strictly speaking, he still lost, I don't know why Ben Ben took the initiative to truce.

He naturally didn't know that it took a lot of effort to block and kill the Buddha when he was stupid, and at this time, the breath in his body was disordered, so he naturally didn't want to consume too much to resist Wu Feng's perverted move.

The two stepped out of the alley and into the commercial district. The neighborhood is also decorated with joy to welcome tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival reunion.

Clumsy walked into a stall selling milk tea on the side of the road and asked for two cups of milk tea. The middle-aged woman who sold milk tea was delighted with the cute face of Ben Ben, and wanted to reach out and touch his little head, but her hand retracted in fright by her clumsy and cold eyes.

Wu Feng saw it in his eyes and smiled apologetically at the man. The two of them each had a cup of milk tea and walked slowly down the street.

Fang Cai's battle cost the two of them a lot of energy, especially Wu Feng, who also suffered some dark injuries, and the breath in his body was still a little disordered.

The two found a bamboo chair on the side of the road and sat down, and Wu Feng secretly assumed the Yi Jin Jing posture that had been modified by him, and began to recover his vitality. He peeked at the stupid and saw him half-lying on a bamboo chair, hugging his knees with one hand and holding a dead leaf with the other.

The leaves rotated in various postures in Ben's hands, strange to say, this withered leaf was dry and easy to crack, but under Benben's vigorous play, it was not damaged in the slightest, but it was as resilient as a new leaf in early spring.

I listened to Clumsy and said while playing with the leaves: "You are really beyond my expectations, I have secretly observed you for a long time, I thought I had figured out your foundation, but I didn't expect you to hide a stunt." ”

Wu Feng was startled, and the four words "hidden stunt" in his stupid mouth made Wu Feng feel bad in his heart, and secretly said that he knew that he had cultivated the "Heart Sweeping Dafa" and had a spiritual stunt.

He infused the flying needle with his mental power, pulling it to make slight changes, and unexpectedly injured Ben, who was naturally suspicious.

But Wu Feng also made up his mind and would not explain much about this. This "Heart-Warming Dafa" has made Long Jie and Benben suffer losses successively, it can be seen that it is not as chicken as imagined, on the contrary, it has a wonderful effect when used properly, and Wu Feng naturally has to be careful to cover it up.

"Why don't you speak, I'll tell you the name of my stunt, you can't hide it, tell me honestly, what is the name of your close-fitting kung fu?"

Wu Feng was dumbfounded, he made a mistake after making trouble for a long time, and he stupidly asked not "Heart-Warming Dafa", but a small grappler.

"What, are you interested in my little grappler?" Wu Feng asked rhetorically.

"Little grappler?" Clumsy repeated the name of the stunt, then nodded with a twinkle in his eyes, "Honestly, I'm interested." ”

This made Wu Feng wonder, there was not much surprise in this set of small grapplers, but it made the battle-hardened master show a greedy look.

"You don't really know or you don't know. Stupidly seemed to see the confusion on Wu Feng's face, and mocked.

This made Wu Feng's face solemn: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Clumsy coughed lightly, and the speed of the rotating dead leaves in his hand slowed down a lot, and said: "In the outer martial arts, there are indeed a lot of close short kung fu, such as Wing Chun, or sticky clothes. But in Inner Gate Kung Fu, it is very rare. Just because the practice of qi and the moves are separated and combined, if you can't grasp the measurement, the exercises will naturally not be able to exert the maximum power, and in layman's terms, qi and gong are not combined. ”

Speaking of this, Clumsy looked at Wu Feng meaningfully and said: "But your little grappling hand is perfectly combined with your qi training technique, and under the mutual complementarity, you can actually use every part of your body properly, causing maximum lethality, and even the stunt of suppressing my Buddha to block and kill the Buddha can't perform even the slightest counterattack, just this can see the profundity of your kung fu." ”

Wu Feng was stunned, it was the first time he had heard this little grappler speak so highly of him.

I think that when the master taught the little grappling skill, he also praised the power of this kung fu, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and thought that the master was exaggerating this kung fu.

Now that I think about it, since he entered the WTO, he has successively played with the three clumsy masters of Long Jie and Han Jiamin, and every time he recovers the score when he is unfavorable, and even makes these masters who are higher than him suffer some hardships, not because of this set of small grapplers.

It's a pity that he only realizes now that he really has a treasure mountain and doesn't know it.

I heard the stupid sigh and said: "To be honest, if it is possible, I really want to exchange my big demon hand with your little grappling hand, but unfortunately, you and I cultivate against each other, you cultivate yourself with righteous qi, but I cultivate evil qi, even if you know the mystery of your move, you can't combine it with my natal method, it's a pity." ”

Wu Feng naturally knew that stupidity was evil self-cultivation, but he didn't feel pity. Master once said that the exercises are not too expensive, so don't expect too much, and the key is to repair itself.

It's just that another question suddenly flashed in his mind, that is, Long Jie practiced various exercises again. He fought with Long Jie many times, and felt that there was an invisible suction in his qi, which was very evil. But he injected qi into the blade, but it could emit a golden positive color, which made Wu Feng dizzy, and he secretly thought that he must ask clearly if he had the opportunity.