Xiao Yang's graceful movements stopped.

The first five forms of the Nine Immortal Styles.

Chang'e steals medicine, Seven Immortals pick stars, Heavenly Maiden weaves the moon, Yue Lao Fuqin, Jade Emperor Tianwei.

The movements of each move are extremely elegant and elegant, and the power of the moves is progressing layer by layer, and when it comes to the fifth move, 'Jade Emperor Tianwei', under the calm palm, a sound of explosion is like thunder on the ground.

Xiao Yang didn't deliberately exert force, but he already had such power.

Each palm and fist contains several changes, and it is also very ornamental.

Xiao Yang's movements stopped a little, the eyes of the second daughter were still staring at Xiao Yang tightly, and Xiao Yang's previous moves were vaguely replayed in her mind, and every time Xiao Yang made a move, he drank lightly.

Thunder.

"Jade Emperor Tianwei ......" Lan Xinling pondered carefully for a while, his eyes brightened, "Immortal Nine Styles, and what about the Four Styles?" ”

The eyes of the two girls were filled with infinite expectation, and they looked at Xiao Yang with some excitement, although they had not experienced it personally, but judging from the moves displayed by Xiao Yang, this set of 'Immortal Nine Styles' was infinitely powerful.

Xiao Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Greed is not enough to swallow the elephant, due to the urgency of the schedule, you only have the practice time tonight to master the first five styles of the Immortal Nine Styles, and it is already good to be able to learn these five styles." Ling'er has a foundation in martial arts, although she is more proficient in practice, however, I have something else to teach you, which I have already promised you, and I have never had time to achieve it. ”

"Could it be ......" Lan Xinling's eyes lit up, "intimate ......"

The words stopped abruptly, and Lan Xinling's face flushed involuntarily.

Intimate sword, close to the body!

Lan Xinling had the scene in the park in his mind, although Xiao Yang taught him the first few intimate swords, he held his hand to teach it, and also took advantage of himself, calling himself his daughter-in-law......

Intimate care of the first type, a worship of heaven and earth love to live.

Intimate care of the second type, fate of the three lives of the joy of strong.

Intimate care of the third type, a hundred years of repair with the same boat.

Intimate care of the fourth type, thousands of years of repair to sleep together.

The first four styles of the intimate sword are enough to benefit Lan Xinling a lot. With this set of magical swordsmanship, Lan Xinling's comprehension of the realm has also soared, and her strength was still below Ou Zilei before, but now it is difficult to say compared to the two.

"That's right," Xiao Yang's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded with a smile, "There are a total of eighteen styles of that set of swordsmanship, and how much you can master tonight depends on your comprehension." ”

After a pause, Xiao Yang's eyes swept over the second daughter, "Getting back to business, how many of the first five styles of the Immortal Nine Styles just now, how many have you memorized?" ”

The two women looked at each other.

"I can probably remember three of them." Lan Xinling replied.

Bai Qingcheng was a little embarrassed, "I only remembered two formulas." ”

It's just the movements of the basic moves, and if you want to really learn the nine styles of the immortals, you have to learn the mantra and comprehend the subtle mysteries.

"Okay, I'll show you the first trick of breaking down first. Chang'e steals medicine. ”

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In the suite of the drunken dance café on a rainy night, Xiao Yang taught the first five styles of the second daughter's 'Immortal Nine Styles' without distraction, Lan Xinling's comprehension ability is indeed above Bai Qingcheng, close to the early hours of the morning, Lan Xinling has already begun to preliminarily master the fifth style 'Jade Emperor Tianwei', and Bai Qingcheng will practice the third style 'Heavenly Maiden Weaving Moon'.

Next, Xiao Yang made Bai Qingcheng familiar with the last two formulas, glanced at the sky outside, the rain had stopped, and turned his face to let Lan Xinling follow him to the roof of the building.

In the early hours of the morning when the heavy rain stopped, the air was exceptionally fresh, and the whole city was covered with a hazy aesthetic atmosphere.

Take a deep breath.

Xiao Yang looked at Lan Xinling with a sideways face, and suddenly smiled teasingly, "Ugly daughter-in-law, first show me the first four styles of the intimate sword." ”

'Ugly daughter-in-law', the name of the joke when we first met.

Knowing that Xiao Yang was joking, Lan Xinling's face turned red, and he immediately snorted at Xiao Yang, "Nonsense." ”

Lan Xinling performed the first four styles of the intimate swordsmanship.

Like a phoenix flying, the beautiful and dynamic posture is full of heart-warming flavor.

Intimate sword, close to the body.

The unique way of teaching, holding Lan Xinling's palm to perform sword moves, is not that Xiao Yang really wants to eat tofu, but there are two points, one is that letting Lan Xinling practice by himself is more conducive to memorizing moves, and second, Xiao Yang's internal qi pours into his body along Lan Xinling's palm, which can make Lan Xinling know the specific operation of the internal qi when the move is cast, so he can give full play to the intimate sword.

"Well, it's okay." Xiao Yang nodded, put his hands behind his back, and pointed, "However, there are still a few shortcomings. ”

Xiao Yang pointed out the shortcomings of Lan Xinling's swordsmanship, while Lan Xinling listened carefully and carefully, nodding from time to time, everything Xiao Yang pointed out was a great benefit to Lan Xinling.

Half an hour or so.

"Alright, now let's start teaching you the fifth form of the intimate sword."

Lan Xinling's cheeks were slightly red.

Xiao Yang smiled calmly and walked behind Lan Xinling.

Reached.

When the warm palm was gently placed on the back of Lan Xinling's hand holding the hilt of the sword, Lan Xinling couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Gather your mind and concentrate on it." Xiao Yang's voice sounded softly in Lan Xinling's ears.

Lan Xinling's heart shook slightly, and after exhaling deeply, his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

Now I am practicing and passing the sword, it is not a trivial matter, and I should be calm.

After quickly adjusting, Lan Xinling nodded gently.

"Okay." Xiao Yang smiled slightly, his wrist shook slightly, and he held Lan Xinling's palm and rotated, and the two figures floated up at the same time, and the sword light flashed, like a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

"Intimate care of the fifth style, the magpie bridge heart-warming dance."

A sword and two dances, the dragon walks and the phoenix flies, with endless poetic and picturesque feelings.

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The top 100 elites of the triennial elite competition started the second day of competition at the Maifukan.

The elite of the ordinary police system and the elite of special abilities under the age of 20 are all gearing up and looking forward to the next competition.

The top 100 must enter the top 20 to have the opportunity to participate in the selection, and finally have the opportunity to represent Yan Huang in the Seven Nations Elite Competition.

There is also a premise between defeating the team of the reserve camp of the Tianzi Pavilion.

Of course, the higher the ranking, the better the chances of being selected.

The next day's race came as scheduled.

The battle is getting more and more intense.

In today's game, between the top 100, the top 50 will be determined after two pairs, and the top 25 will be determined by two pairs.

The battle for the final top 20 positions began after a three-day break.

In other words, today, you have to win two games to break through.

Between the top 100, except for a few strong people with outstanding talents, the difference in strength is actually not very large, and every game must go all out.

"In this round, Zhang Qiao outwitted!"

As the judges were announced, a young man walked out of the ring with a smile on his face.

"Sure enough, the first to enter the top twenty-five was Zhang Qiaozhi." There was a lot of talking.

"Zhang Qiaozhi is really worthy of being the number one favorite to win the championship in this elite competition, his attributes of wind and fire, in this elite competition, I am afraid no one can resist. I heard that his realm was close to the Eight Clouds of Void Qi. ”

"Three days later, his next opponent will be unlucky, five of the top twenty-five will be eliminated, and anyone who faces Zhang Qiaozhi can be said to be on the verge of elimination."

"Ask for more blessings."

On the other side of the ring.

"In this round, Bai Qingcheng won, congratulations to Bai Qingcheng for advancing to the top twenty-five!" A referee's voice rang out with admiration and amazement.

Many eyes were focused on Bai Qingcheng, who had just won a strange victory, his eyes were a little dull, and there was incredible.

"Bai Qingcheng? Oh, my God! This pearl local beautiful criminal policeman has so much strength. ”

Including the opponent who had just been knocked down by Bai Qingcheng, a strong man with a huge physique, some pale red hair, nicknamed 'Red Lion', can be regarded as famous in the police world. At this time, his eyes also looked at Bai Qingcheng in disbelief.

He thought that this round against an unknown female criminal policeman should be an easy victory, and he would be able to catch it.

Unexpectedly, the result was indeed an easy victory, but the winner was not himself.

"The 'Red Lion' was defeated, and it was defeated so simply!"

"He's in the top five of the last edition, it's hard to believe."

"Tsk, Bai Qingcheng, the modern version of the female general Mu Guiying!"

"It seems that no girl in the history of the elite competition has broken into the top ten, I don't know if Bai Qingcheng can break this record."

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Talking, marveling, incredible.

"Big sister, good job!"

"The eldest sister is mighty!"

Bai Xuxu and the others, who were shouting and cheering from the audience, raised their fists vigorously.

Thrilling indeed.

And this time, Xiao Yang didn't do anything, Bai Qingcheng relied on his own strength to defeat the 'Red Lion' head-on.

"The Nine Styles of Immortals can really turn decay into magic."

The crisp and neat victory made Bai Qingcheng himself a little unable to react, muttering to himself, but the brighter the light in his eyes, the more confident he was in advancing into the top ten.

Just now I saw that the 'Red Lion' was menacing, and almost subconsciously played the first type of the 'Immortal Nine Styles', 'Chang'e Stealing Medicine', this kind of martial arts reflected its power in the process of fighting, and with one palm, it seemed that Bai Qingcheng's strength had also increased a lot, and the 'Red Lion' was defeated almost effortlessly.

"The eldest brother is really a god, and he actually made my sister reborn overnight." Bai Xuxu waved his hand excitedly.

Bai Qingcheng got off the stage and quickly walked to the other side of the competition ring with everyone.

"Ling'er's second game is about to start."

Before that, Lan Xinling easily defeated her opponent and entered the top fifty.

The results of the draw for the second game have been in.

At this time, Lan Xinling held the delicate and beautiful scabbard in his left hand, the sword was not yet unsheathed, and his eyes were looking straight ahead.

Waiting for her second opponent.

"Whoever it is, they have decided that they can't stop me in my path." Under the calm of Lan Xin's eyes, a strong battle intent was brewing.

A figure jumped up and landed in front of Lan Xinling.

"Is that you?" Lan Xinling was stunned.

"I'm sorry, Ling'er, this is a game, I won't have any hands."

Ou Zilei smiled and said, "You and I have competed no less than a hundred times, and you should also know that there is still a gap in strength between you and me, Ling'er, admit defeat!"