Wang Li and Wang came up with a knife, and the knife technique was fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Su Daoxing slapped his palms with a knife light, and his figure stepped back and grabbed two iron grinding discs.

Jingling!

Su Daoxing waved the two iron grinding discs to stop a knife light, and used the weight of the iron grinding discs to restrain the sharpness of the scimitar.

"Hmph!" Wang Li snorted coldly, soared into the air, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a piece of practice and slammed into an iron grinding plate.

Syllable!

Wang Li's knife was so powerful that it directly split an iron grinding disc in Su Daoxing's hand.

"Go!"

Wang Li was suspended in the air and became Su Daoxing's target, Su Daoxing poured blood and qi into an iron grinding disc and smashed it towards Wang Li in the void.

Su Daoxing's smash, without any fancy, straight and straight, fast as lightning, at the moment when Wang Li was surprised, it had already smashed into Wang Li's chest.

"Damn!" Wang Li opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his chest sunken down, and his body fell from the air.

Seeing that his younger brother was beaten and vomited blood, Wang Xiang's face was gloomy and terrifying, his body moved to Su Daoxing's back like a ghost, and his scimitar also slashed silently on Su Daoxing's back like a ghost.

An amazing scene occurred.

Wang Xiang's ghost slashed at Su Daoxing's back, and he didn't even cut out a bloody mouth, but only smashed Su Daoxing's clothes, leaving a shallow blood mark on Su Daoxing's back.

"Could it be that Su Daoxing's back is made of turtle shells, even the Six Flails Martial King can't withstand this knife. Peng Yunsheng's eyes were full of surprise, and he looked at Su Daoxing as if he had seen a treasure, "If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely bring Su Daoxing to Pengcheng Society, and then I will study what kind of exercises he has practiced, and I will actually use my back to stop Wang Xiang's knife." ”

The most surprised was Wang Xiang, he even wondered if his knife didn't have any power, and waved his scimitar to greet Su Daoxing's weakness.

Su Daoxing slapped the scimitar with both hands, and the scimitar trembled.

The power that Su Daoxing absorbed from the Holy Temple, one is to refine his physical body, the other is to increase his understanding, and it is estimated that even if the Seven Flail Martial King makes a move, he may not be able to break through his defenses.

Su Daoxing found a flaw in Wang Xiang, and waved the iron grinding disc to directly knock Wang Xiang away.

Su Daoxing defeated his opponent with one enemy and two enemies, collected merit, and stood there.

Zhu Wenchang, Guo Huairen, Song Wu, who was shocked by the duel outside and came out of the house to watch the battle, looked at Su Daoxing with a completely different gaze, for them, Su Daoxing was a strong man to look up to.

Wang Li and Wang Xiang were injured and retreated behind Peng Yunsheng, their faces like ashes.

Peng Yunshang pondered for a moment, took a step forward, and said, "Senior Brother Su, it's better to do this, Senior Sister will have a trick with you." ”

"Senior sister, you are the Martial King of the Eight Flails, take action against a martial king like me who has just become a Five Flails, you are not afraid of spreading the word, do others say that you bully the small with the big?" Su Daoxing felt a dangerous aura from Peng Yunsheng.

The Eight Flail Martial King is three realms behind the Five Flail Martial King, Peng Yunshang and Su Daoxing have made a move, in fact, it is Peng Yunshang who beats Su Daoxing, even if Su Daoxing has rough skin and thick flesh, he will be injured if he does not die in Peng Yunsheng's hands.

Su Daoxing never wanted to give Peng Yunshang a chance to beat him.

"Senior sister doesn't care about the rumors outside, this matter is so happily decided, senior sister only makes three moves, after three moves, senior sister leaves with the people of Pengcheng Society, and you continue to cultivate. Peng Yunshang slowly slapped his palm forward.

The palm was incredibly slow, like slow motion.

President Peng used his palm to perform a move in Peng's fist. The member of the Pengcheng Club said in a low voice.

Su Daoxing faced Peng Yunsheng's palm, there was a feeling that there was no way to avoid it, he was ruthless, and he went towards that palm, wanting to resist this palm with his strong body.

Rumble!

Peng Yunsheng's palm slapped Su Daoxing away and hit the big tree in the other courtyard, and the big tree was almost broken.

"That's right! I caught my senior sister's first move. Peng Yunshang applauded at Su Daoxing.

"Second move!" Peng Yunshang slowly punched.

Peng's boxing!

Peng Yunshang began to move seriously.

Su Daoxing retreated, no matter where he moved, Peng Yunsheng's punch would hit wherever he went.

"Stupid, as soon as the Peng family's fist came out, he immediately locked the opponent, and there was no way to avoid it. Peng Yu muttered to himself.

Rumble!

Peng Yunsheng's punch slammed Su Daoxing into the courtyard wall, and Su Daoxing smashed one of the walls of the courtyard.

This is the hanging of the red fruit fruit!

The Eight Flail Warrior Kings beat the Five Flail Warrior Kings!

Fortunately, Su Daoxing's body is very strong, and even the Seven Flails Martial King can't break through his defenses, and so far, he hasn't passed out yet, and he can still accept Peng Yunsheng's third move.

Peng Yunsheng's heart was also turbulent, she didn't expect Su Daoxing to take two moves, a sneer flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she made a move.

The third trick!

The third move is very simple compared to the first two moves.

The blood qi shot out of Peng Yunsheng's hands clamped Su Daoxing like pliers.

Su Daoxing didn't even have the strength to resist, he was completely imprisoned, and the sound of fractures came from his body.

Peng Yunsheng This is for Peng Yu, Wang Li, and Wang Xiang of Pengcheng Society.

At this moment, Su Daoxing was extremely envious of Su Daolin, this brother of his clan beat the Eight Flails Martial King of Huaqing Mansion, but he was beaten by the Eight Flails Martial King, it was really miserable.

"One day, I want to become the Eight Flails Martial King, the first object of hanging and beating is you Peng Yunsheng, and the second is Su Daolin. Su Daoxing swore secretly in his heart.

Peng Yunshang didn't want to do too much, so she let Su Daoxing go and left the courtyard with the members of Pengcheng Club.

Su Dao woke up and fell to the ground, the cold on the ground was not as cold as his heart, and the pain on his body was not as painful as the pain in his heart.

Zhu Wenchang picked up the fractured Su Daoxing and put him on the bed in Su Daoxing's room, and he said to Guo Huairen: "Huairen, in the future, you will have to bring two meals for each meal, one for Song Wu and one for Su Daoxing." ”

"Hmm!" Guo Huairen nodded.

Su Daoxing was lying on the bed, his fracture was estimated to be healed in ten days, and in these ten days, he would stay in the house like Song Wu without moving.

Time passed slowly, and soon, ten days passed.

Su Dao woke up, he became more silent, he expressed his gratitude to Guo Huairen, who had been bringing him food, and Song Wu turned the fight into jade silk, and then trained as usual, but he trained harder.

In mid-September, all students in Huaqing Mansion officially start classes, and they have to major in eight main courses four days a week, take one minor course, and study freely for two days.

The main courses of Huaqing Mansion include swordsmanship, knife skills, archery skills, fist skills, palm skills, qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, ghost and theology, heavenly machine science, astronomical phenomena, and so on.

Students are required to major in one major course, and one major course includes eight subjects, with the exception of ghost and theology that Su Daoxing studied.

No one in Huaqing Mansion can teach ghost theology, everything depends on Su Daoxing's own enlightenment, so usually, when the students are in class to study, Su Daoxing can arrange his own time by himself.

Su Daoxing practiced day and night, and it was not until he received a notice from the school that every student must take a minor course, and he began to take a meditation course.

The meditation class is held in a separate courtyard, and the teacher in the class is Mu Qingyu, a woman who combines beauty and talent, who used to be the most dazzling student in Huaqing Mansion, and later, directly became the teacher in Huaqing Mansion, responsible for teaching students to meditate.

Su Dao woke up and went to the courtyard where he was studying meditation, and saw white square blankets placed in the courtyard, and the students came one after another, choosing a blanket and sitting cross-legged.

Mu whispered in front of the students, sat down on a blanket in front of him, took a wooden stick, knocked on a square tripod in front of him, and whispered: "The meditation class begins, empty yourself, follow the teacher's knocking into the underworld, the dings sound a hundred times, meditate in the underworld, and leave without entering the underworld." ”

Bite!

The first sound of the boom spread in all directions.

Su Daoxing closed his eyes, heard the sound of Ding, and his mood became ethereal.

Ding!

Su Daoxing gradually entered a mysterious state, and after a hundred sounds, he slowly opened his eyes and found that he had incarnated as a god in the holy temple of the Immortal Peak of Weishan.

He could see everything in the Undead Peak, everything was delicate, and he seemed to be using the perspective of the sky, looking down on the common people.

Mu whispered loudly, so that Su Daoxing had a direct connection with the statue of the temple.

Su Daoxing began to use the power of the undead to refine his physical body and increase his understanding, and it was not until Mu Qingyu announced the end of the meditation class that he withdrew from that mysterious state, and his consciousness retreated from the statue and the temple.

Everything is so magical, so mysterious.

Su Daoxing began to live a life of two points and one line, either cultivating in other courtyards, or cultivating in meditation classes, others regarded it as a supplementary meditation class, he regarded it as the main class, as long as the meditation class started, he came rain or shine.

A month has passed.

On this day, Su Dao, who was meditating, woke up to find that his whole body was light, and a shackle on his body was broken, and he broke the sixth shackle and became the Martial King of the Six Flails.

In more than a month, he was promoted from the Five Flail Martial King to the Six Flail Martial King, and even the most outstanding genius in history was only promoted at such a speed.

Su Daoxing knew that Mu Xiu was in the forest, and the wind would destroy it, he didn't tell anyone about becoming the Six Flails Martial King, but silently felt the changes brought to him by the promotion, his perception had expanded several times, and his eyesight, hearing, and smell had improved more than ten times.

Su Daoxing continued to take meditation classes, not caring about other people's eyes at all, except for whispering to Mu every day to report his meditation results, he didn't even communicate with other students who studied meditation, he just entered the statue in the temple of the Dead Peak in Weishan through meditation, refining his physical body and increasing his understanding.

In a flash, another month passed.

On this day, Su Daoxing meditated in the meditation class as usual, and used the power of the temple statue to refine the physical body and increase his understanding.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound on his body that only Su Daoxing could hear, it was the sound of the shackles on his body being broken, Su Daoxing actually broke the shackles on his body twice in more than two months, such an entry was incredible.