After breakfast the next morning, Wang Ziqiao called Bai Su, Jin Yu, Zhanfei, and Matsubara Junko to a large practice room.

"Junzi, what is the internal strength of your cultivation?" Prince Joe asked.

"Shura Mind Method!" Junko Matsubara wondered.

Wang Ziqiao nodded slightly, and looked at Bai Su and the others: "You three, from now on, you will first learn the kung fu of Junko Matsubara, and strive to reach the peak realm of the third level as soon as possible. ”

Bai Su and the three looked at Junko Matsubara, they were not familiar with this woman, although they often met, they didn't say a few words, but Prince Qiao had already said so, and they had no opinion.

"Junzi, you have to teach the three of them the Shura Body Method, the Shura Quick Slash, the Shura Secret Weapon, and even the Shura Thirty-six Sword Technique, they are all my people just like you, and they will follow me for life!" Wang Ziqiao's tone was very serious, and there was no doubt about it.

"Master, the various kung fu of the Shura Sect is very hard to cultivate!" Junko Matsubara looked at the three of Bai Su expressionlessly.

Bai Su was obviously very unconvinced, and snorted coldly: "It doesn't necessarily have the kung fu of our cultivation to endure hardships, right?" ”

"I can teach you kung fu, but it's up to you whether you can stick to it or not!" Junko Matsubara was still a little contemptuous.

"Okay, you guys will practice here first, and I'll go out first!"

Wang Ziqiao did not get involved in the matter between them anymore, but found Wei Ziao and took Wei Ziao to a small forest in the clubhouse.

Wei Ziao was puzzled: "Master, what are you bringing me here for?" ”

Prince Qiao shook his hand and threw Wei Ziao a short sword, while he held a long sword in his hand, and said: "Since you worship me as a teacher, you should learn my kung fu, if you don't learn kung fu well, if you can't meet the requirements, you won't be allowed to drink in the future!" ”

"Ah, don't, Master, I promise to learn well!" Wei Ziao heard that there was no wine to drink, so what did he do? His eyes widened, and he said, "Master, what kind of kung fu do you want to teach me?" ”

"Look!"

After saying a word, Wang Ziqiao punched the thick trunk of the bowl, and the leaves flew down and fluttered, while Wang Ziqiao waved his sword like rain and tweeted......

The sound of the sword continued, the sword shadow was repeated, and the leaves were pierced by him with his long sword.

One hundred and twenty leaves, one is not much, one is not less.

After collecting the sword, Wang Ziqiao flicked the long sword again, and the leaves on it were connected into a line, flew out, and nailed to the trunk of the tree.

"Okay, Master, you're amazing, I'm also learning, what should I do?" Wei Ziao was born with good wine and was naturally active, his father told Wang Ziqiao that Wei Ziao once saw people on TV practicing martial arts, and he could learn it well.

"There's no trick, just attack forward, your eyes should be sharp, your arms should be flexible, and you should attack in an instant! You try it! As he spoke, Wang Ziqiao shook off a lot of leaves with one palm.

Wei Ziao nodded, hurriedly shook the short sword, with a pair of big eyes, he looked at a leaf tightly, and after the leaf fell to him, he shook the short sword, stabbed out with a sword, and accurately penetrated the leaf.

"Master, look, I succeeded!" Wei Ziao excitedly handed the tip of the sword to Wang Ziqiao.

"What's just a piece? When will it reach one hundred and twenty pieces, show it off to me again! Wang Ziqiao glared at Wei Ziao.

"Oh, Master, will you have any wine to drink then?"

"A leaf and a glass of wine, as many swords you can stab at a time, I will let you and as many glasses as you want!"

"How big is that?"

"Wine Cup!"

As soon as Wei Ziao heard this, he immediately pursed his mouth: "Master is not allowed to lie to me, I want to drink, I want to practice swords!" ”

Wei Zi had a proud face, holding a sword, and was a little angry.

The two waited, but neither of them moved.

After a long time, Wei Ziaocai wondered, "Why didn't Master get me some leaves to come down?" ”

"Do it yourself, it's your own business if you can't get it!" Wang Ziqiao looked like a famous teacher behind his hands.

"Oh!" Wei Ziao came to a tree depressed, pinched his left fist, recalled the method given to him by Wang Ziqiao, slowly concentrated his mental strength, and muttered: "If you don't knock down your leaves, I won't be able to practice swords, if I can't practice swords, there will be no wine to drink, if you don't give me wine to drink, I'll beat you!" ”

Rumble!

The fist flashed with flames, and Wei Ziao punched out.

Click......

The thick trunk of the bowl was broken by a punch, and the leaves were also shaken off.

Wei Ziao didn't care if the trunk of the tree could not fall, and immediately stabbed out the short sword, and one sword pierced two leaves, but when he collected the sword and tried to pierce the third piece, the first two pieces fell off.

"Ah...... Master, it's gone! Wei Ziao was depressed.

Wang Ziqiao is also very depressed, how can he practice a sword to destroy a tree? If this continues, will not the whole forest be destroyed?

"Come with me!"

As soon as Prince Qiao mentioned Wei Ziao, he took Wei Ziao and flashed away to the back mountain.

It was only a mile or two away, through a hilly area, and we came to a ravine.

"Master, why are you here?" Wei Ziao's feet landed on the ground, and he felt dizzy, because Wang Ziqiao ran too fast just now.

"There are trees in the mountains, you can fight casually, but before fighting, I will teach you a kind of kung fu of refining the body, remember, this set of kung fu, without the permission of the master, you are not allowed to teach others!"

Wang Ziqiao began to instruct Wei Ziao to practice the Demon God Technique.

The magic magic trick needs to be practiced in conjunction with the magic elements, and while doing various actions, the magic elements from the outside world are introduced into the body to refine the flesh and blood cells.

However, Wei Ziao's flesh and blood are already extraordinary, and it can be seen from his magma-like bone marrow that this little guy's body is more terrifying than that of a fifth-level grandmaster, but he is still too young to attract the energy in his body.

The Demon God Technique is not a qigong method, cultivation is just blood qi, and it is just suitable for people like Wei Ziao. He didn't need to use his spiritual power to connect with the natural elements and refine his physical body.

And Wang Ziqiao is also looking forward to how many layers Wei Ziao can practice.

"Follow Master!" Wang Ziqiao started with the starting movements of the one hundred and eight Demon God Formulas.

Wei Ziao followed to learn.

However, he has never practiced kung fu, and he also seems to be very difficult.

But Wang Ziqiao seemed to be abusive, first did it again, and then pointed at Wei Ziao, and glanced at his arms behind him for a while, and put his hands together; He pressed his head into the crotch of his pants; Or move his feet to his head for a while......

This is just a warm-up, followed by the removal of bones, and the most important thing is the action of various demon gods......

This is the real Demon God Technique, which is much more complicated and painful than the Demon God Recipe that Wang Ziqiao taught to Bai Su and them.

In the woods, Wei Ziao's screams were constantly heard, tears of pain flowed, and he shouted for his master to spare his life.

But Wang Ziqiao didn't pay attention to it at all, he knew that this kid was only in some pain for the first time, and after that, he would get used to it, and he didn't need Wang Ziqiao to use magic recovery at all, he himself had a strong recovery ability.

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