"Okay, that's good, you two come with me. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" found two good seedlings, and Deacon Wu's heart was hot.

Although Wu Ming didn't know what Deacon Wu told him to do, he thought it should be a good thing.

One left and one right, Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang, followed behind Deacon Wu and walked towards the school field where martial arts were practiced.

When he arrived at the school, Deacon Wu turned on the light and shadow equipment and said in a serious voice: "You two, fight Tengyun hand again, and Tengyun Nine Changes." I will record a video for you and send it to the Luo family, whether it can attract attention depends on your creation. ”

The value of the Luo family's Yanwutang is to cultivate disciples with foreign surnames and add fresh blood to the Luo family.

For a long time, being included in the door wall by the Luo family is a good opportunity for many Yanwutang disciples to fly on the branches and become phoenixes, which also means that they will eat meat or in the future.

And there is also a big difference in this.

For example, whether you enter the Luo family through the assessment, or are recommended to enter the Luo family, or the Luo family takes the initiative to invite you to join, this is a big difference.

In the latter, the conditions for enjoyment are more relaxed, and the inclination of resources is greater.

The former, whose status is the same as that of a house slave, is mixed to be a deacon with a foreign surname, and if he is not mixed well, he will bow his head and be a man all his life.

Wu Ming joined the Luo family for resources, not to be a dog.

In his heart, he and the Luo family should be mutually beneficial, not low and small, let alone go with the flow.

Therefore, the opportunity in front of you should not be missed, and only by showing the talent of extraordinary people can you get the inclination of resources that are different from ordinary people.

"I'm ready." Wu Ming stood straight, although he was young, his bearing was not inferior to others.

Next to him, Zhang Xiaoqiang is much worse, standing together at the same age, one is a golden boy, and the other is sorry for the audience, the gap is particularly obvious.

"Let's get started." Deacon Wu didn't say much, as if he was a referee, standing on the sidelines.

Wu Ming nodded slightly, and his starting hand was the nine changes of Tengyun, under the nine changes, his shadow was everywhere in the school field covering an area of kilometers.

The wind follows the people, the shadow follows the wind, Wu Ming's figure is like a cloud driving through the fog, and the strangeness of the changes is elusive.

With praise on his face, Deacon Wu manipulated the light and shadow equipment to constantly capture Wu Ming.

Whenever he shows his ingenuity, he even leaves a close-up with a pause shot, and keeps muttering: "Such a good seedling, if the people of my clan are not moved, I will eat the light and shadow instrument." ”

Tengyun Nine Changes, with Tengyun in his hand, Wu Ming fought for twenty minutes before he breathed out and stopped.

Reaching out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, Wu Ming smiled at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded, and then walked out of the range of the light and shadow instrument.

"Hmph, I'm no worse than you." The kind smile fell in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and it suddenly became an act of showing off his strength.

You can't afford to hurt your glass heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang's thoughts are also different from ordinary people, he is much more sensitive than ordinary people, and he likes to think crankily.

has a fighting heart in his heart, and when it is Zhang Xiaoqiang's turn, there is no doubt that his moves will be leaked.

You must know that the martial arts in the star-swallowing world are not for physical fitness, but for the way of competition.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang made a move, Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

Compared with his shots, Zhang Xiaoqiang's moves are indomitable, just like a duel with others, although it is not perfect, but there are other changes.

Wu Ming commented in his heart, if his moves were 100 points, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have scored 80 points the first time, and now it is at least 90 points.

The extra 10 points are not because Zhang Xiaoqiang has improved, but because he has played his own momentum, and the martial artist will move forward.

"I think Zhang Xiaoqiang is very energetic, and he wants to surpass you!" Outside the field, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was fighting tigerly, Deacon Wu said to Wu Ming with a smile.

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, he didn't regard Zhang Xiaoqiang as an imaginary enemy from beginning to end, and the only thing on the path of martial arts that he had the heart to chase after was Luo Feng.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is a genius, Luo Feng is a genius among geniuses, and he is the kind that has risen.

12-year-old warrior, 16-year-old general, 22-year-old god of war, 36-year-old satellite-level, 50-year-old planetary...

You must know that at the beginning of Luo Feng's rise, there were not so many martial arts exercises on the earth, let alone so many resources.

In the stories that have been circulated, Luo Feng has risen completely on his own, and compared with him, Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang are both standing on the shoulders of giants.

If you want to talk about the gap, this is the difference between the entrepreneurial generation and the rich second generation.

Whether it is feelings, mind, or the hardships he has experienced since childhood, Luo Feng is better. Compared with Luo Feng's legendary deeds, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be regarded as a bear child, and there is no comparison at all for the time being.

"Set a small goal first, adult satellite level, 10,000-year cosmic venerable." Wu Ming looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, but in fact, his eyes were unfocused, and all he thought about was Luo Feng.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know this, and when he saw Wu Ming's gaze, he only felt more energetic.

Hmph, haha, Tengyun Jiu changed the tiger and the tiger was vigorous, Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked at it from the corner of his eye, wanting to see the shock in Wu Ming's eyes.

Look, no.

Look again, still no.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face turned black in an instant, and he only felt that his self-esteem had been hit by 10,000 critical blows, and his weak heart was shattered into glass slag, and he couldn't pick it up when he fell to the ground.

"Deacon Wu, you're busy, I'm going back to class." Wu Ming didn't know what Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking, so he left without looking back.

As for whether the recorded video can attract the attention of the Luo family, Wu Ming will not worry about this at all.

The more powerful the family, the more important it is to genius, just like a shark that smells blood, it will never be missed.

If it doesn't work this time, Wu Ming will come up with the next time, as long as he performs well enough, he doesn't believe that the people of the Luo family can still sit still.

Tengyun hand, bone palm, dragon leg, mixed yuan fist, shadow body method...

Wu Ming is like turning on a cheat, low-level martial arts can be learned as long as he looks at it once, and he directly starts the brutal learning mode.

In the martial arts hall, there are hundreds of deacons, and everyone has a unique education.

A month has passed, and the news of the Luo family has not come down, so Wu Ming has stolen the master's skills, and the name of terror has bloomed again.

"The Bone Palm is a god of war-level mastery, and so is the Splitting Empty Palm, one main melee combat, one main range, if they can be combined with each other." After learning hundreds of god-of-war level mastery, Wu Ming's martial arts reserves are already comparable to those of the veteran God of War powerhouses.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about the possibility of martial arts fusion, such as fusing the Bone Transformation Palm with the Splitting Void Palm to form a peerless art that can not only melee combat, but also long-range killing.

Or, the fusion of iron smelting hands, vajra legs, hemlock gong, iron head gong, and iron crotch gong to form a body refining method from top to bottom, without flaws.

Do whatever you want, Wu Ming began to live in a shallow way, waiting for the reply of the Luo family on the one hand, and integrating the martial arts he mastered.

In the blink of an eye, it's another week...

"Wu Ming, I have learned all the deacons' mastery." On this day, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had not seen him for a long time, came up in a hurry, with unconcealed excitement on his face.

Wu Ming was sitting by the window at this time, looking at a sparrow parked on a tree, and said nonchalantly after hearing the sound: "Yes, congratulations." ”

The plain answer was like a basin of cold water, which extinguished all Zhang Xiaoqiang's excitement.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had a depressed face, this is not what he wants.

This month, he has been catching up, in order not to let Wu Ming open the gap.

Now, although he was seven days late, he finally caught up, how did it get to Wu Ming's mouth, these things didn't seem to be worth mentioning.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Xiaoqiang had nothing to say, with an expression of unyielding defeat on his face.

Wu Ming looked at him impatiently, as if he was looking at a mortal fly, and said lightly: "Look at the birds..."

"What's so nice about birds, since we're idle, let's try it." As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang's words fell, Wu Ming suddenly raised his hand and quickly slapped his palm outside the window.

Subconsciously raised his eyes to look, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the sparrow that stopped on the branch was not hit by Wu Ming at all, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart.

Why is there joy, as a chaser all along, what Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of seeing the most was that Wu Ming made a fool of himself in front of him.

It's a pity that Wu Ming has always been understated, crushing him to death, like a mountain.

Now, he finally got the opportunity, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes suddenly widened, and he said, "You didn't hit!" ”

"Look again.." Old God Wu Ming was in the opening, raised his legs and walked outside.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When he took the fourth step, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes widened, and he suddenly saw a sparrow standing on the branch, and it melted with a "poof".

Melted, completely melted, except for the bird's feathers, the whole sparrow turned into a pool of blood.