Loulan, who was sitting at the door of the Bingfeng Dojo, was bored.

When he saw Ai Hui, who had a blue nose and swollen face, he tilted his head and asked, "Ai Hui, is something wrong?"

Ai Hui saw Loulan, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, and without saying a word, he pulled Loulan and pushed the door in: "Do me a favor!"

Loulan immediately stood up when she heard the help, and her tone was a little happy: "Okay." ”

Pulling Lou Lan and rushing into the dojo, Ai Hui chose an open place to stand still, and asked Lou Lan with a serious face: "Beat me!"

Loulan's eyes widened, he thought he had misheard.

"Come on, beat me, beat me hard!" Ai Hui cheered with a look of encouragement.

He knocked everything he could along the way, but there was still a lot of gold and silver in his body. However, all his physical strength was exhausted, not to mention the collision, and now he didn't even have the strength to move a finger. Besides, after entering the city, he didn't dare to bump into it casually, in case he broke something, he couldn't afford to pay for it.

When he saw Loulan, he immediately came up with this brilliant idea.

It can achieve the effect of impact without exerting its own strength.

Lou Lan tilted her head and looked at Ai Hui seriously, her tone revealing a hint of concern: "Ai Hui, are you sick?"

"I'm not sick, it's cultivation. Ai Hui racked his brains and explained, "This is a special cultivation method that I have created. ”

"That's ......," Lou Lan suddenly realized.

"Come on, come on!" Ai Hui was in high spirits: "Start a little heavier, the heavier the better, don't be afraid of hurting me, don't worry, I have a strong endurance!"

"However, Loulan will not fight. Loulan said weakly.

Ai Hui was struck by lightning, his eyes widened, he looked at Loulan in disbelief, and stammered, "No, you can't fight?"

Fighting, fighting?

Ai Hui almost thought that his ears had heard it wrong, and he was really a little unfamiliar with the word "fight". As a veteran professional fighter who has been honed in the wilderness for three years, it took him two seconds to react to such an amateurish word as fighting.

Wait, can't fight? And sand puppets can't fight?

Ai Hui looked at Loulan blankly.

All the sand puppets he had ever seen were proficient in combat, they were cold and cunning, good at camouflage, traps, and carried out orders to the letter, and their methods were so varied that they were impossible to guard against. Every sand puppet is a real killing machine. Sand puppets were born to fight.

For the first time, he saw a sand puppet who couldn't fight.

Ai Hui subconsciously asked, "Then what will you do?"

Loulan counted with her fingers: "Loulan can do laundry, cook, buy vegetables, clean the room and yard, make tea, ......"

Ai Hui was dumbfounded, he felt that his outlook on life had been strongly impacted, which ...... Or a sand puppet?

When he came back to his senses, Ai Hui showed his strong adaptability, and since he had no choice, he had to encourage: "It's okay, I'll teach you!"

However, his tone was not very substantial.

Loulan is full of energy: "Loulan will work hard!"

As night fell, the gourd of the Bingfeng Dojo lit up with a soft white light, illuminating the dojo in a snowy light, and the two figures were entangled in the light.

"Your strength this time is wrong, you are a sand puppet, you have no joints, you can't blindly imitate me. Loulan, you are a sand puppet, but soft or hard, soft when it should be soft, hard when it should be hard. Yuan force is the key, use Yuan force to make your attack parts harder. ”

"Harder than iron! Stronger than steel!"

"Pay attention to the angle! Yes, the angle of the attack is very important, don't hold back!"

"Don't stop if I don't shout stop, hiss, there's progress! Ouch, this is ruthless......!

Time keeps ticking.

Loulan feels that he is making rapid progress, which makes him very happy, and it is a very happy thing to be able to learn new things. Although Ai Hui's hobby is a bit strange, it is also a very happy thing to be able to help Ai Hui.

He kept in mind Ai Hui's advice to "don't stay strong", and punched to the flesh.

Loulan made a beautiful fifteen consecutive blows, converging into a powerful critical hit, snapping, a louder pop than before. Ai Hui was like a walking sandbag, drawing a graceful arc and flying ten meters away.

Well done!

Loulan was very satisfied with the combo just now, and there was no mistake.

Ai Hui was lying on the ground dying, his eyes were dilated and his expression was dull.

Loulan bent down, tilted her head to look at Ai Hui, and asked seriously, "Ai Hui, do we still want to continue cultivating?"

Ai Hui couldn't feel the stinging pain anymore, because the muscles in his whole body hurt, and the gold and silver quill were all shaken away, so let's stop here today......

However, Ai Hui soon discovered a terrible fact, the muscles in his cheeks were numb from the critical blow just now, and he couldn't even open his mouth. Not only that, but the muscles all over his body were in a state of paralysis.

Could it be that he taught Loulan a concussive attack just now? Damn, why did you teach him this?

"Ai Hui?" Lou Lan tilted her head: "Do we still want to continue cultivating?"

Enough, enough, totally!

Ai Hui wailed inwardly.

Loulan suddenly remembered and suddenly realized: "Loulan understands." Ai Hui just said, don't stop if you don't shout stop! Okay, let's continue! Loulan continues to work hard!"

One of Loulan's arms turned into a sand rope and rolled towards Ai Hui on the ground, chanting words in his mouth: "Harder than iron! Stronger than steel!"

No! Ai Hui's inner wail turned into horror, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey, enough, don't practice, we don't practice......

Bang bang bang!

His heart collapsed, and Ai Hui watched as he was overwhelmed by a torrential rain.

Duanmu Dusk had a gloomy face, and the sons and buddies who knew him well were all far away from him. When this guy is in a bad mood, he must not be provoked. Now he's not just in a bad mood, it's very, very bad!

They know that Duanmu Dusk is a guy who is extremely careful about face. No matter when you see him, he will always be an elegant and personable appearance, when will you see him with such a black face? And his face is getting worse and worse day by day, and the killing intent exuded all over his body, the guy with a little eyesight, will avoid it from afar.

Duanmu Dusk was in an extremely bad mood, his gaze swept over the school building, and his face was a little darker!

Damn!

His fists were clenched so that his knuckles turned white.

That damn piece of shit, he didn't even come to class for days!

Let him tutor a waste who has never gone to school, his self-esteem has been extremely frustrated, and he desperately comforts himself that he wants to become a leader in general, and he is a genius!

Reality gave him a cruel blow, and no matter how angry the genius is, there is no way to take a scrap material!

From the first day, he ran through several beginners' training grounds, but he didn't find Ai Hui, which already made him feel bad. A beginner with a bad talent and a low starting point, he pinched his nose and admitted it, this guy doesn't train, it's just a big deal, he catches him and stares at him, but ......

This guy doesn't even go to class!

Duanmu Dusk just wants to scold his mother now, he has seen lazy people, but he has never seen such lazy ones!

You don't even have classes, why are you coming to the induction field?

I finally put down my body and condescended to agree to the master's counseling, but I couldn't even find anyone!

Duanmu Dusk's heart burst into tears, God, why are you playing with yourself like this? How bad are you to be in such an outrageous thing?

As soon as he thought of his genius name, he was about to be tainted by this waste, and the anger in Duanmu Dusk's heart crackled and burned.

Wait for me!

Duanmu Dusk was ruthless in his heart.