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"Horizontal knives, hooks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The two walked out, stood on the battle platform, hugged each other and saluted, and then fought together.

I have to say that after Su Ming's guidance, almost every student's martial arts have changed by leaps and bounds, and many loopholes and deficiencies have been reduced.

Of course, Sikong is an exception.

The two of them are going back and forth on the battle stage, so it's not lively.

The horizontal knife is obviously taking the majestic and majestic way, breaking through the ten thousand laws with one force, and is already polishing the muscles and bones.

The martial arts of cultivation also come from the sixth-level immortal cultivation civilization, the top Mingchen martial art 'Great Witch Golden Body', the whole person stands there, just like an ancient great witch, drinking the sea day by day, and an ancient aura is rushing to his face.

Often a punch is almost his limit strength, and he dodges its edge, relying on the advantage of his speed, and kicks at the weak joint of the horizontal knife.

However, in exchange for the sound of steel in unison, it even shook back a few steps.

Both of them are mid-level cultivators of the one-dimensional micro-string level, but their respective fields of expertise are different, and they actually fell into a stalemate at this time.

Seeing this, Su Ming couldn't help but nod secretly.

Most of these ten students are highly talented, and they can be regarded as geniuses among ordinary people, and after his guidance, their martial arts have shown explosive progress.

The problems he pointed out for these two people yesterday have disappeared at this moment, and after these two people obviously went down, they also practiced in reality.

The more genius he is, the more he dares not relax.

After all, the last thing that imperial civilization lacks is genius.

The eight students in the audience, looking at the fierce battle on the battle platform, also simulated immersively, thinking about how to break the game, sometimes frowning, falling into a stalemate, sometimes happy, secretly thinking that this trick can be perfectly resolved.

Only Sikong, looking sluggish, leaned limply against the wall.

The eyes hidden behind the fog were also unfocused, and they looked at the two people on the platform in a daze.

Under the pupils, the two bloody plum petals rotate separately, fearless of wind and frost.

But no one knows, in Sikong's mind, the information of martial arts is like a storm, sweeping through Sikong's mind.

The golden body of the Great Witch (the first layer of the mind), the remains of the human monk Guan Kua's father, was formed on the Taihao Star. When the golden body of the great witch is completed, the physique returns to the witch, and the sea is exhausted and the flesh is not rotten. The first layer of mental method is completed, the body is like fine iron, not afraid of ordinary flames, and the strength is ten

Compendium of Origins: The Origin of Martial Arts

Simulation level: low

Origin Derivation (Evolving)

Note: It can be simulated, and it is best to dip it in the blood of the great witch spirit

Because of the stealing of teachers in the past few days, although the degree of simulation is still low, it has reached the proficiency requirements that can be simulated.

Suddenly, Sikong lowered his head, his eyes suddenly lost his mind, and he looked straight at the floor.

Huo Wu's eyes accidentally caught a glimpse of Sikong, and he sighed in his heart.

This time, the origin simulation was not as clear as before, as if looking at things in the fog with frosted glass on a winter day.

Turning back time, Sikong vaguely saw a tall man practicing martial arts on a high platform, and an elegant person who left his braids behind him, who seemed to be pointing at the tall man.

This is the scene where Su Ming explained martial arts to the horizontal knife a day ago.

Suddenly, Sikong saw a man walking out of the flames, like an ancient witch, wrapped around the dragon in his hands, stepping on the phoenix in his feet, and surrendering under his feet.

A butler-like man approached and handed him a syringe.

In the needle, a drop of blood with red and blue, with majestic vitality seems to be still breathing, ups and downs.

Sikong's eyes widened, but he couldn't see the butler's face, especially the farther he went, the more blurred the scene became.

Only here is the horizontal knife, Sikong can see vaguely.

Scenes change, and one by one the origins of the past have passed.

Then, Sikong saw it.

I saw a ...... that looked like a mountain range and couldn't see the edges and limits Palm.

Even through the frosted glass, even through the fog, Sikong can clearly see the palm prints on the palm, as if engraved with the magic of magic and the principle of heaven and earth.

This is the remains of the Great Witch, the corpse of the dead Great Witch.

The domineering and uninhibited madness broke into Sikong's gaze, fading everything, leaving only his demeanor in the world.

Even if this is Taihao Star, it is the mother star of this immortal cultivation civilization, and the origin of this civilization's cultivation was born in the innate fire of burning the sky and boiling the sea.

A white-feathered cultivator stepped on the fire, sat under the remains of the Great Witch, and comprehended the Xuanzhi and Xuanzhi Dao.

But Sikong didn't look at him, but borrowed his eyes to focus all his eyes on the remains of the Great Witch.

Even if the Great Witch has fallen for an unknown number of thousands of years, even if Sikong Yin's Eye of Origin only sees memories of the past.

But Da Wu's spirit of not being afraid of the sky and the earth, and not afraid of life and death, is deeply imprinted in Sikong's heart.

"Okay, the golden body of the great witch of the horizontal sword is about to be completed......"

In the practice room, the battle between the horizontal knife and the hook ended, but there was no distinction between the superior and the inferior.

Su Ming commented on the performance of the two of them: "The horizontal sword has already obtained a few points of the essence of the Great Witch Golden Body, and there are not too many loopholes in the entire martial arts. ”

"No, you're wrong!"

Suddenly, a sonorous voice pierced Su Ming's comments, and the domineering echo echoed in everyone's ears: "What kind of bullshit does he learn!" ”

Sikong seemed to be a different person at this moment, the air of decadence was swept away, and the arrogance between his eyebrows could be transmitted even through the mist.

The thin body has an indescribable vicissitudes and recklessness at this moment, as if it came from ancient times.

"The Great Wizard is not afraid of the heavens and the earth, not afraid of life and death, and not worried about victory or defeat! He seems to have obtained the essence of the golden body of the Great Witch, but he is indecisive and doesn't even dare to fight with his life! ”

"He's learning what kind of witch!"

"He, what kind of golden body is he learning!"

"What kind of martial arts did he learn!"

The rebuke came out mercilessly, and Sikong Long took a tiger step and came to the bottom of the platform, as if possessed by a great witch, coming from the wilderness.

Dead silence, the entire practice room fell into an endless dead silence.

It was so quiet that even the sound of Sikong's undulating chest exhaling was rebellious and resounded in the practice room.

Huo Wu was a little surprised, looking forward to it, and looked at Sikong curiously.

Bitan looked worried, looking like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"Arrogance! King Yue, you said that I can't learn bullshit, then you come up, come up and fight with me, I want to see who is bullshit! ”

Hengdao was furious, pointing at Sikong's nose on the platform and scolding, and his burly figure almost blocked Sikong.

"You, have you ever practiced this technique?"

Su Ming was neither angry nor happy, quietly dissolving the anger of the horizontal knife, and turned to look at Sikong.

The bones of the remains of the Great Witch were deeply imprinted in Sikong's spirit, and Sikong looked at Su Ming fearlessly: "No." ”

"Then how do you know he's wrong, or rather, I'm wrong?"

Sikong laughed: "Great Witch, what kind of race, what kind of impassioned creature? ”

"Imperial civilization, 10,000 years ago, once attacked the eighth-level ancestral witch cultivation immortal civilization, that battle can be described as earth-shattering, it can be called the most difficult battle in the history of the empire's conquest!"

"In the aftermath of the battle, I don't know how many planes and worlds have been shattered, and I don't know how many imperial cultivators have spilled blood, and even the corpses can't be found!"

"And those great witches and ancestral witches of the ancestral witch civilization are even more frenzied! Even if he dripped the last drop of blood and died the last witchman, he did not surrender. ”

Sikong and Su Ming stared at each other, aggressive: "Even if they are the enemies of my empire's civilization, they can't hide their character at all." ”

"Without the style and bones of a great witch, how can this great witch's golden body be successful, how can it be possible to get the essence?"

Sikong's spine stood straight, as if it held up the heavens and the earth, so that everyone suddenly saw a great witch, who was in the distant era and was buried with the heavens and the earth.

"So, Master Su, you're wrong!"