At this time, the sound of applause suddenly sounded not far away.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The applause was even more abrupt in this dead silence of the audience.

If it was someone else who applauded, it is estimated that Mordo would just want to find a bucket of tofu to drown himself.

It was the ancient one who clapped his palms, so it was a little different.

"Don't underestimate Mei Mumu's technique just now, he used his left and right hands and left and right feet to make two completely different sets of responses, just like the two twin brother masters attacked Mo Du together, which made Mo Du lose his defense. Gu Yi is a supreme mage, and his evaluation is not high: "Great! Very great Chinese kung fu, even if I encounter it for the first time, I guess I will be in a hurry." ”

"Shhh

Does Mei Mumu, a budding disciple with crippled hands, have such a bunker?

On the contrary, Mei Mumu was a little embarrassed by the ancient one's praise, and could only show an embarrassed but polite smile.

Gu Yi slowly walked into the field, her blue samurai suit today has a unique flavor of fairy wind bones: "Once upon a time, Kama Taj trained mages who could only stand and cast spells and defeat enemies with various dazzling magic. But such a mage is too dull in the face of enemies from different worlds and strange offensive and defensive methods. Our predecessors and sages paid a terrible price in blood for this. ”

Shaking the folding fan, the Ancient One continued, "That's why we, as mystics, still need to be proficient in melee skills. Having a strong body and quick reflexes is also of great help to the cultivation of our mystical powers. And there is an old saying in the hometown of Mei Mumu, 'There is no end to learning the sea, and the one who reaches is the first'. We also have to give enough respect to the strong in a certain field, do you understand?"

These words made all the disciples around them feel awe-inspired.

For a while, it was all the disciples in the audience who shouted in unison: "Understood!"

At the same time as he shouted, everyone, including Mo Du, bowed to Mei Mumu in unison.

Right!

At this moment in the martial arts, Mei Mumu, a 'half-blood' born in the Celestial Empire, is undoubtedly an expert in the field of martial arts.

The plum wood thief was embarrassed and always felt a little embarrassed.

"Okay, let's continue to cultivate. The ancient master gave an order, and everyone started to practice table tennis again.

Over there, the black buddies have a correct mentality.

"Whew!" he took the scepter and took a posture again, "I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, the first time I saw you, you didn't react to the Fallen at all." ”

Actor Mei Mumu raised his head, his face was 45 degrees to the sky, as if invisible tears were sliding down his cheeks: "Alas! Originally, I thought that when I entered a civilized society, I would never use these old things again. I thought that no matter how good I was at martial arts, would I still be faster than a bullet? So what I learned when I went back to my motherland with my mother to visit relatives was long since I gave up. ”

"Good thing you've got them back now. Mo Du did not doubt him, and sighed: "I heard that the ancestral martial arts of your place cannot be passed on to outsiders, otherwise I really want to learn it." I was really like I was being caught between two masters at the same time......"

"Do you want to learn?" Mei Mumu laughed in his heart.

Yo, black buddy, you've taken the bait for this kind of thing. It's really heaven where you don't go, and hell has no way to break in.

Hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

"Of course. "The thick black dude hasn't realized anything yet.

"I can teach you, and it's not something that everyone can learn. Do you want to learn? But you have to swear that you owe me a great favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future. "May feels like Mephistopheles, the demon in Faust who tricks human souls.

Well, anyway, the Marvel world also has Mephistopheles!

If you are someone else, you may have to think about it, and this kind of thing is not a matter for undisciplined bastards. 'The one who owes money is the uncle' describes this kind of person.

Mordo is not.

He is more truthful in everything and more paranoid in his nature. In the comics, he left the Ancient One, and he was even more jealous of Doctor Strange's strength and talent.

Seeing Mo Du's hesitation, Mei Mumu added a fire: "It's okay, I treat it as a finger cultivation." I used to use it to enhance my surgical skills. Even if ordinary people can't learn the essence, it can make their hand speed soar a lot. ”

Mordo's heart pounded. If you can only fight and kill with magic weapons, then you can be regarded as a magic swordsman at most. Since it is a battle mage, spellcasting naturally occupies a considerable part. To cast a spell in battle, or to speed up the casting speed, simply reciting a spell silently is certainly not as good as a gesture.

Learning the stunts of Mei Mumu is definitely of great benefit to yourself.

Mordo finally nodded: "Okay! I will learn, but you must also swear that you will not use my oath to force me to do anything that violates the way of justice." ”

"Deal. Mei Mumu smiled indifferently and calmly on the surface, and behind his ass, there was definitely an invisible fox tail wagging and wagging it!

Discovering Mei Mumu's 'talent' in martial arts, Mo Du put away his teaching heart as a half-mentor, and turned to the attitude of a senior guide, feeding Mei Mumu more in an introductory way, introducing the use of various magic weapons.

That night, Mei Mumu borrowed a quiet room for magic apprentices to meditate and became Mordo's teacher.

"You and I teach each other skills, this is to share knowledge, so there is no need for any master-apprentice gift, anyway, we are all disciples of the ancient one. Mei Mumu said first.

"Of course. Mordo nodded.

Mei Mumu taught seriously:

"Okay, this skill that I want to teach you was spread in the Central Plains of the Celestial Empire a long, long time ago. The first great warrior to invent this skill was surnamed Zhou. ”

The principle is to exercise people's left and right brains at the same time through a series of means, so that they can think independently. Because the left and right brains themselves are self-coordinated, you don't have to worry about breaking down. ”

"The first thing you have to practice is 'draw a circle with your left hand and a square with your right hand'. ”

After that, Mei Mumu demonstrated on two flat square sand tables. Sure enough, it was a perfect circle that seemed to be drawn with a compass, and a standard square. Start at the same time, finish at the same time. Of course, because someone's hand is shaking, all the operations are done with golden magic threads.

Magic has nothing to do with whether a limb is mutilated or not, and Mage Hamill has proven it.

"This ...... It's so hard!" Mordo tried many times, but it was nondescript.

"I'm not in a hurry, I also practiced for three months before I did it to a relatively standard level. Mei Mumu looked like a senior master, and took a sip of oolong tea with both hands in a standard tea ceremony posture.

"That's it?" Mordo itched in his heart: "May I ask, how to practice next?"

"It's taboo to learn to walk first in order to learn, but it's not difficult, because it's the standard. In the second step, you have to write different words with your left and right hands at the same time. For example......"

Mei Mumu, who was sitting opposite Mordo, wrote two words from Mordo's angle. One is Arabic numerals and the other is in English.

That's right, it's-

'2' and 'B' up.