Chapter Ninety-One: Leaving a Hand in the Next Generation

"Good boy, good figure. Nakamura Shakuhachi snorted. At 169, he has never been accustomed to being taller than himself, and every time he talks about his height to others, he will lie that it is 170, and this mentality is not balanced until he awakens.

In today's environment where the strong are respected, capable people are not bound by appearance.

Wei Yixiao didn't talk too much nonsense with Nakamura Shakuhachi, the ice wind spiritual power wrapped his fist, and he rushed forward with a burst of steps, and started fighting directly.

"Yo, I didn't expect it to be an acute child. In the face of Wei Yixiao's attack, Nakamura Shakuhachi kept dodging, calmly. After a few rounds of attacks, Wei Yixiao didn't even touch it.

Nakamura Shakuhachi sighed secretly in his heart: "Hey, compared to his father, the reaction speed of this punch body method is too far behind." I thought this kid would also be a master, but I didn't expect him to be just an entry-level rookie. ”

Nakamura Shakuhachi was often bullied because he was small when he was a child, so his family sent him to learn karate. Before the revival of the aura, he was already a black belt in karate, although it was far less than those cultivators, but it was more than enough for a few ordinary people.

In the previous incident that attacked Wei Zhentian and the others, if it weren't for the suppression of the Awakened level, Nakamura's shakuhachi would have been completely exploded by Wei Zhentian in a minute. I thought that Wei Yixiao would get the true inheritance of his father and wanted to compete with him. I can't beat your dad, it's not a problem to beat you, the result is good, it's just a rookie.

I really don't understand what this Wei Zhentian is thinking, his superb martial arts, a discerning person can know that he is a famous teacher at a glance. But he is good, he doesn't even teach his own son. The martial arts of Huaguo are slowly declining under this custom of 'leaving a hand in the next generation'.

Nakamura Shakuhachi can't help but think of the Chinese martial arts novels that he was crazy and obsessed with during his time of martial arts. Qiao Crazy of the Northern Song Dynasty could fight against the hundreds of thousands of Khitans alone, and at the lion slaughter conference in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, two people who had learned the Banlazi Jiuyin True Scripture and the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending could sweep the heroes, and when they reached the Qing Dynasty, one of the most powerful leaders of the palace forbidden army confronted three people, and they died of exhaustion after killing one person.

A large part of the reason why this generation is not as good as the generation is the continuous development of civilization, people use less and less force, with the mentality of "passing on men not women, leaving a hand in the next generation", the brilliant Chinese martial arts civilization began to slowly move towards the trough.

Nakamura Shakuhachi couldn't help but be a little speechless. He is a black belt in karate, and he can clearly feel the gap in martial arts between himself and Wei Zhentian after putting aside their ranks.

He can be sure that Wei Zhentian's ability comes from a famous teacher and has been passed down from generation to generation. If such an ancient martial arts inheritance still holds such a mentality, then it will only be a matter of time before it disappears.

However, what Nakamura Shakuhachi didn't know was that it wasn't that Wei Zhentian didn't pass it on to Wei Yixiao, but that when he practiced with his master, his master had already explained that 'without his permission, you must not teach it to others without his permission'. Wei Zhentian was adopted by his master since he was a child, and in his eyes, the master is an existence like a master and a father. So he had long planned to wait for everything and return to China to find the traces of his master. One is to visit the old man's home, and the other is to ask for permission to teach Wei Yixiao.

"Hey~ I'm starting to think nonsense again. We can't afford to delay any longer, or someone might be chasing after us. Just like a lustful person who sees a beautiful woman who can't walk and is full of YY, Nakamura Shakuhachi, who is a martial arts enthusiast, is also happy about Wei Zhentian's martial arts and Wei Yixiao's secret skills, and he can't help but think about it for a while.

"After three seconds, the host's body will be pierced by a metal object sticking out of the ground, and it is recommended to fly into the air. ”

"Oh, I know. This dog's day is not well-intentioned. Seeing the prompt of the system, Wei Yixiao couldn't help but curse, and suddenly rose to the ground.

"You... You're flying!" Nakamura Shakuhachi's surprised mouth could stuff an egg into his mouth: "Isn't that the ability that only the legendary A-class awakened people have?"

Nine pairs of dark wings behind him kept flapping, and Wei Yixiao stabilized in mid-air looking down at the ground. Looking at Wei Yixiao flying in the sky, Su Meixi was mixed.

Happy, Wei Yixiao can't beat him and can still leave, but what he is worried about is that if so many secrets on Wei Yixiao's body are leaked by Nakamura Shakuhachi, how can it be good. Perhaps because of the ice system, the more urgent the situation, the calmer Su Mixi became.

She understood that she was not a nymphomaniac at the moment, let alone worried about Wei Yixiao's safety, taking advantage of the gap between the two fighting, Su Mei Meixi continued to use spiritual power to carefully infiltrate into the restraints, and every time the spiritual power was injected, there was a piercing pain in the wound, but she ignored it。。。。。。

"I see, I see. Wow quack, Wei Yixiao, you really make me like it more and more!" Nakamura Shakuhachi understood after a blink of an eye, after all, the wings behind Wei Yixiao were too obvious.

"Hahahaha, I finally get it. Nakamura Shakuhachi suddenly remembered his subordinate, the backbone named Shingo Yamada who was killed by Wei Yixiao.

"Oh, tell me what you understand?" Wei Yixiao was also stalling for time.

As the awakened person of the ten series of elements, the ice system is exactly the one that Wei Yixiao currently masters. He had already sensed the faint fluctuation of ice-based spiritual power coming from Su Miki.

If he hadn't been too worried and focused too much on Su Mixi, he wouldn't have been able to sense the existence of this spiritual power fluctuation. Although it is not clear what she is doing, it is clear that in this case, what Soga Miki is doing cannot be untargeted.

Therefore, Wei Yixiao also had a very tacit understanding, constantly following Nakamura Shakuhachi, and did not launch various supernatural attacks as soon as he came up. Otherwise, with his self-created Ice Wind Spiritual Power, even if he can't kill Nakamura Shakuhachi, he can hurt him.

"I've always wondered that a high school student around the middle level of the D-level is already extremely rebellious, and he can still quietly be an awakened person at the peak of the D-level. Shingo Yamada, my unsuccessful subordinate must have died at the hands of someone like you. Nakamura Shakuhachi saw Wei Yixiao's anti-heaven methods, and finally understood what had been bothering him for a long time.

"Shingo Yamada, oh~~~ Do you mean that bad old man who leans on crutches and sells old loess and buries half of it? Don't you say that I almost forgot about this person. Wei Yixiao also remembered the old thing who forced himself to be cornered and had to fight for internal injuries and constantly fuse the spiritual power of the dual system.

"I'm flying in the sky now, and your attacks can't reach me, even if I can't beat you, I can still run. Continue the stalemate, our people will come in a while, and you won't be able to take advantage, why don't you let the hostages go, and I will leave with her, just as if I didn't see you?" Wei Yi said with a smile. Of course, he didn't think that Nakamura Shakuhachi, who hated their father and son to the core, would agree, this was just talking nonsense and delaying time.

"Roar? Do you really think that if you're in heaven, I won't be able to beat you?"