11. Training (B)

The more he talked, the more strange he felt, and he always felt as if he had said this to someone, or who had said it to him?

Treating Killing as Art? The first time he heard such an esoteric explanation of martial arts, Wangcai muttered to himself, "Treat killing as art? Young Master, can you really treat killing as art?"

"Yes!" Aotian said: "Treat killing as art, as long as you can practice killing as art, there is no one in this world who you can't assassinate!"

"As long as you can practice killing people as art, there is no one in this world who you can't assassinate!" Aotian's words pierced Wangcai's heart deeply, and Aotian not only helped him open a new door to martial arts, but also guided him to a new path of martial arts. At this moment, Wangcai felt that Aotian was even more terrifying than he imagined! To be able to say such an esoteric explanation of martial arts, Aotian was by no means as simple as a space magister, maybe he was also a sword master master.

Aotian used his aura to transform an ancient sword, and said solemnly: "Wangcai, the thirteen swords that kill are not only fast, accurate, and poisonous, but also need monstrous murderous energy. After speaking, Aotian changed his usual close and kind atmosphere, and looked at Wangcai with a murderous face.

At the moment when Aotian finished speaking, Wangcai only felt that the originally mild air instantly became cold, and an overwhelming bloody breath came to his face. It's so strong and murderous, this murderous aura is no worse than the momentum of Xiao Jiu and Xiao Huo's divine beasts, is it ...... This is the true strength of the young master!

Feeling almost, Aotian withdrew his murderous aura and said lightly: "Wangcai, do you know what real murderous aura is?"

The murderous spirit was withdrawn by Aotian, and he felt the prosperity of the new life, nodded, and said respectfully: "The servant knows, young master!"

Aotian smiled slightly and said, "When you can freely shrink your murderous energy, you will be able to practice to the realm of treating killing people as art!"

When you can freely shrink your murderous aura, you will be able to practice to the realm of treating killing people as art! ”

Aotian said: "Wangcai, you are optimistic? How to turn killing into art! Thirteen swords of death, the first sword: the fast sword without a trace, the thirteen swords of life, the second sword: the wind through the lore ......"

Is the young master dancing the sword? There is no murderous swordsmanship! In addition to being fast, it is still fast! It is not clear to the naked eye that it is fast! It is so fast that only one afterimage is left, and each afterimage keeps dancing with different swordsmanship! Wangcai looked at Aotian in surprise. Under the dance of the arrogant sky, each move of the Thirteen Swords of Death is so perfect and harmonious, exactly the same as dancing the sword, is this the art of killing people? There is no murderous swordsmanship......

Aotian finished dancing the Thirteen Deadly Swords, dispersed the aura in his hand, and said coldly: "Wangcai, have you seen clearly?"

Wangcai, who woke up from the Aotian Dancing Sword, said, "See clearly, young master!"

There are only thirteen moves of the Thirteen Swords of Death, so Wangcai quickly reflected the moves of the Thirteen Swords of Death in his mind.

Aotian said: "Wangcai, show me your comprehension?"

"Yes, young master!" Wangcai took out his matching sword and practiced with the thirteen deadly swords.

Aotian said coldly: "Wangcai, are you dancing? Remember that the Thirteen Swords of Death must be fast, accurate, and poisonous!"

"Servant knows, young master!" Looking at the back of Aotian leaving, Wangcai practiced the Thirteen Deadly Swords over and over again, and his whole body was exhausted, and he gritted his teeth and continued to practice. He knew that he didn't have any extra time to rest now, because if he rested a little longer, the people of the Phoenix Kingdom would be hurt a little more. For the sake of the thousands of people of the Phoenix Kingdom, he can't rest, he must persevere!

Leaving Wangcai, Aotian's brain is not idle, he has been thinking about how to quickly improve Wangcai's strength.

Let Wangcai directly eat the 'Qi Nourishing Pill', no! The current Wangcai can't bear the aura in the 'Qi Nourishing Pill' at all, and doing so will directly harm him. Help him open up the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the second vein of Ren Du, and the acupoint of life and death in his body, and let him directly enter the innate martial artist! He doesn't seem to be the descendant of the dragon at all, and there is no unique eight veins of the Qi Sutra, the second vein of Ren Du, and the acupoint of life and death unique to the descendant of the dragon in his body. Let Wangcai cultivate the gods, no! Absolutely not! The exercises of the divine realm must not be passed down to the world, otherwise, if my father knows, he will definitely dial my skin...... Alas! This is not good, that is not good! What is the way to make Wangcai quickly improve his strength. Depend on!

Aotian, who couldn't think of a way to make Wangcai quickly improve his strength, decided to hand over Wangcai to Xiaohuo and Xiaojiu for training, as long as he didn't die, who was training in Xiaohuo.

Calling Xiao Huo and Xiao Jiu, Aotian simply explained a few words and said, he has just understood, he must go to retreat and cultivate immediately, Wangcai has no one to guide the cultivation, you will help me train Wangcai to cultivate......

Before Aotian could finish explaining, the figures of Xiaohuo and Xiaojiu disappeared in front of Aotian.

Looking at the disappearing figures of Xiaohuo and Xiaojiu, a wry smile leaked from Aotian's face, he knew that Wangcai was going to be unlucky.

......

Faced with the sudden appearance of Xiao Jiu and Xiao Huo, Wangcai stopped cultivating and said, "Lord Divine Beast, is there anything wrong with you?"

Xiaohuo looked at Wangcai and said, "Wangcai, the master is going to retreat and cultivate, and your future cultivation will follow us!"

Although Xiaohuo's words made Wangcai feel a little puzzled, he still said, "Yes!

Xiao Jiu's nine heads and eighteen eyes looked straight at Wangcai, and said solemnly: "The heavens will descend on the Si people, and they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones......! In order to improve your strength as soon as possible, we have decided to take you to the Forest of Death for special training! Because only on the edge of life and death can you better stimulate your potential and give full play to your strength!"

Xiao Huo said coldly: "Wangcai, during the special training, you must have the determination to die, because during the special training, we will not care about your life and death at all!

The real strong are all trained on the edge of life and death, just like real soldiers, they must go through the baptism of war before they can be formed! A trace of determination leaked from Wangcai's eyes, and he said, "I know, Lord Divine Beast!"

"Yes, you know!"

Hearing Wangcai's readily agreed, a strange smile leaked from the corners of Xiaohuo and Xiao Jiu's mouths, looking at Wangcai, it felt like a hunter looking at his prey.

Xiaohuo said with a smile on his face: "Wangcai, in order to make you a real powerhouse as soon as possible, we will take you to the special training base now!"

"Yes!

This will be a typical part of the wealth: being sold by others, and still helping others count money. May the Lord bless you, foolish lamb, don't let Xiao Huo and Xiao Jiu play to death. Aotian mourned for Wangcai for three seconds, and then prepared to go to retreat and practice.

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