Chapter 11: Whispering Hands
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Lin Qingyu, who originally felt that Mo Yi did not have the slightest hope of achieving achievements in martial arts, suddenly said: "It stands to reason that this guy doesn't need to learn the same powerful man to create his own exercises, right?" As long as he found the cultivation method of that powerful man, wouldn't it solve the problem of not being able to cultivate the source of his own power? β
"Miss may be right, it is also the body of a hundred difficulties, the powerful person back then was able to cultivate, this kid should also be able to cultivate, but ......" Qin Long smiled, shook his head and said: "After the death of the Demon Dao Mighty back then, the Tiangang Divine Demon ceased to exist, and disappeared into heaven and earth together. You say, what hope does this kid have? β
"Ah, I ignored it. What a shame! Lin sighed softly.
At this time, Mo Yi had already opened his eyes, and his face was extremely ugly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
He had already adjusted the discomfort in his body, and although he didn't open his eyes just now, his conversation had been heard word by word.
He is unwilling, everyone can cultivate the source of strength through hard cultivation the day after tomorrow, but he can't.
"Mr. Qin, are you sure that kid is the so-called body of a hundred difficulties?" Mo Yi asked with a look of expectation. He wants the other person to say no, and he wants the other person to say not sure.
However, Qin Long's words made him completely cold.
"I'm not sure it's the body of a hundred difficulties, but without air pockets, you must not be able to communicate with the Heavenly Cultivation Power Source." Qin Long said in a deep voice.
Hearing his words, Mo Yi's mind was blank, he thought that coming to this world could raise martial arts to an unprecedented situation, but unexpectedly, God played a big joke on him.
He wanted to yell and vent his anger. But he forcibly held back! The fists were clenched tightly, the nails had penetrated deep into the flesh of the palms, and blood was pouring out.
Feeling the pain coming from the palm of his hand, he suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, pointing to the sky with one hand, "You think that if I can't cultivate peerless martial arts, I can't turn this world upside down - you underestimate me too much." β
After saying that, he continued to laugh out loud, as if crazy.
Yao Ying and Xiao Dan, who were resting in the temple, heard the movement outside and couldn't help but walk out.
Seeing his crazy look, Yao Ying's face was shocked, "Brother, are you okay?" β
The little guy feels that the current brother is completely different from the old brother before. If it was the fat big brother in the past, it would be impossible for him to have such a crazy move no matter what.
Could it be that his family was slaughtered by bad people, and it had such a great impact on my brother? Yao Ying couldn't help but think of some things recorded in the medical book.
A sudden change in a person's temperament is often caused by major stimuli. He remembered an example in a medical book.
A man died suddenly because of his wife's sudden illness, and his whole temperament changed greatly, and his hair turned gray overnight.
Isn't this symptom very similar to my brother? Although he didn't have gray hair overnight, his temperament has changed drastically.
"Ah, I'm fine, I'm fine." Mo Yi calmed down and replied with a smile.
He was extremely angry when he was told that he couldn't cultivate the power source, but he suddenly figured out something.
Martial arts are certainly his pursuit, but it is not that he has lost the qualification to pursue higher martial arts, and he should feel that God is unfair.
Without martial arts, he still has resourcefulness, and if he wants to turn the clouds and rain in this world, he feels that he doesn't need to be very high in martial arts.
He's so arrogant, so arrogant.
Seeing that he was gradually returning to normal, Lin Qingyu couldn't help but smile and said, "Master Mo's mental strength is really admirable. β
Being able to control her emotions to such a point in a short period of time, she tried to ask if she had encountered this kind of thing herself, she would never have been able to do it. Therefore, her words are also from the bottom of her heart.
"It's just a trivial matter, why worry about it." Mo Yi smiled.
"Gongzi Mo has not cultivated the source of power, and he has not cultivated the source of power in a whisper, I wonder if Gongzi is willing to learn from each other?" Lin asked with a light voice and a strong sense of intent in a trembling voice.
Is this going to challenge me? Mo Yi smiled in his heart.
"Of course I do."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the beautiful girl in front of him bully him, and with a bang, he had already pulled out a soft sword and stabbed it.
"The warriors intersect, and the soldiers are the front. The little brother takes the sword. An Yanghai took off the sword with his backhand and was about to throw it out to him.
Who knew that Mo lost his hand, glanced at Lin Qingyu disdainfully, and said coldly: "To deal with her, I don't need a weapon yet." β
"What an arrogant guy, surnamed Mo, look at the sword." Lin Qingyu saw that he was underestimating himself like this, and he stabbed him with all his strength at the moment, and he didn't even call Mo Gongzi politely.
Mo Yi dodged one of her swords sideways, and sneered: "The sword is a good sword, but if it falls in a weak hand, it can't exert its power." β
"The surname is Mo, you are hateful......"
Lin whispered and gritted his silver teeth, seeing that he looked at him with disdain, he couldn't wait to press his face to the ground and stomp on him a few times. Miss Vain just took pity on you, you bastard.
Next to her, the maid named Xiao Dan saw that her young lady was underestimated, so she couldn't help but turn her head, glared at the little guy, and said hatefully: "It's really worthy of a family, a small scoundrel, and a big hateful." β
Yao Ying looked at her, and said in a milky voice: "My sister is even more hateful, she is only six and a half years old, and you are talking to others like this." After he finished speaking, his eyes turned red, and he seemed to want to cry, and the tears came as soon as he said it.
"Hey, hey, don't cry." Xiao Dan saw that he was in tears, and he was already crying in a low voice. Looking at the situation, it seems to be about to develop from a drizzling rain to a violent storm.
"You're bullying people."
"I didn't." Dan denied it.
"You talk a lot of swearing." The little one continued to cry.
"I'm really afraid of you, my sister apologizes to you." Xiao Dan put his white hand on his forehead and said like a headache.
"That's pretty much it." Yao Ying wiped away his tears, and his little head tilted in another direction that no one saw, revealing a pouting expression.
While the two were talking, Lin Qingyu had already attacked Mo Yi with dozens of moves.
However, every move was narrowly dodged by him before he hit Mo and lost.
Every time Mo Yi dodged her moves, he would hit her verbally and make her hate her so much.
"After all, Miss has too little experience in the rivers and lakes, and that kid has bad intentions from the beginning, provoking the anger in Miss's heart, so that she can't act rationally." Qin Long's eyes were vicious, and he had already seen this, but he didn't tell Lin Qingyu.
His purpose is very simple, he just wants her to suffer a loss. Only in this way will the eldest lady have a long memory in the future.
"That kid's footwork is steady, between dodging, every step has a rule, it's really unusual!" An Yanghai praised: "He didn't make a move until now, he just kept provoking Miss's anger in words, not only did Miss lose her mind, but he also wanted to take this opportunity to see through Miss's moves." β
"Looking at it like this, I'm afraid this kid's strength can be on an equal footing with a martial artist who turns the power source." Qin Long said with a solemn face: "For so many years, there is only one person who can do this without a source of power, after the Demon Dao Might. β
"Don't forget, he, like the Demon Dao Might, is a body of all difficulties, and it's not surprising that he can do this." Anyang Kaido.
"It really shouldn't be surprising. I was just thinking that since he was able to have a strength comparable to that of a Liyuan martial artist without a power source. In other words, like the powerful demons back then, will he be able to create his own exercises? "The more Qin Long looked, the more he felt that it was not easy to lose.
This is not impossible. But......" An Yanghai paused and continued: "I don't quite believe that this kid can do what the mighty can do. After all, that kind of character is too amazing and gorgeous. Counting the past and present, can anyone compare with that kind of character? β
"Alas! It really shouldn't be possible. Qin Long glanced at Mo Yi deeply and stopped talking.
On that side, Lin Qingyu was stimulated by Mo Yi again, and swept out with a slam kick, but he didn't sweep it.
She stretched her toes forward and made a horse-like motion, and Jade held the sword in her hand and stabbed it upward.
Mo Yi laughed, his body shook, and he had already dodged. Then he stretched out his foot and stepped on Lin Qingyu's jade toe, causing her to scream in pain.
"Damn fellow." Lin whispered and tried to pull his leg back. At this time, Mo lost his hand in the shape of a knife, dodged her another shot, and the whole person pressed down, and the knife was against her white and tender throat.
"You ......"
"You've lost!" Mo Yi didn't wait for her to speak again, he had already stood up and patted the dust on his body.
Lin whispered and rolled over, her pretty face slightly red, and glared at him angrily.
"Martial artists will inevitably have some physical contact, and please don't be surprised by Miss Lin." Mo Yi said apologetically.
It's okay if he doesn't say it, after saying this, Lin Qingyu's already slightly red little face suddenly turned red to his neck, only to hear her snort coldly, and then turned his head and entered the temple.
"Ascend to the disciples." Xiao Dan dropped this sentence and walked into the temple, obviously to comfort his young lady.
"Brother is amazing!" Yao Ying rushed over, hugged Mo Ying's thigh, and said adoringly.
"You're amazing, you can pick up girls at a young age." Mo Yi quipped.
"What is a pickled girl?"
"It's like you were with that Dan sister just now."
"I'm fine with her."
"All the acting skills have been brought into play, are you okay?"
"What is acting?"
Mo Yi was about to answer, when he suddenly slapped his buttocks, glared at him and said, "Boy, go back to sleep." If you talk like this, I won't be able to finish it until dawn. β
Yao Ying pursed his lips and jumped into the temple.
"The little brother's moves are extremely ruthless and fast, I don't know who the teacher is from" An Yanghai had already walked over at this time and asked with a smile.
"The kid's hometown is rampant with bandits, and he has been fighting with him since he was a child, and he has no master of moves." Mo Yi replied with a smile.
Hearing his answer, An Yanghai was extremely unhappy, and said that bandits are rampant in your hometown? I haven't heard of any bandits who dare to run rampant in Kyoto.
Although he was not satisfied in his heart, An Yanghai also knew what it meant to lose. He clearly told himself that everything was kept secret.