Facing Mo Tao's questioning, Ning Le whistled.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that the old man had less arms today, and he was a little unaccustomed to it for a while, how could you let your kid take advantage of the loophole and get to the corner of the old man's clothes? ”

Ning Le spread his hands: "Your armor arm is not well maintained and is in disrepair, which coincides with the fierce confrontation in yesterday's actual combat exercise, what's so strange that there is a little problem." ”

"your poor maintenance and disrepair, stinky boy still has the face to mention this stubble?"

Mo Tao jumped to his feet angrily: "The old man has wanted to maintain his left arm several times recently, and you either occupy the workshop and do not move the nest, or you have taken the first step to consume all the materials prepared at home." No, the materials for repairing the armor arm will arrive later today, and you dare to say that these were not planned by you in advance?"

Ning Le looked solemn: "As a promising young man who aspires to become the most outstanding Yanshi in the whole continent, how can he be called a tyrant by staying in the workshop all the year round?

"Just you, and for the youth? I'm afraid that the most outstanding Yanshi will have no effect, but the thickest skinned can work hard to fight for it. ”

"How can it, isn't your old man's pine and cypress evergreen? ”

"Hmph, then poor. ”

Mo Tao was unmoved, took out the key on his waist and raised it: "No matter what, anyway, this key is still in the old man's hands, and this trial cannot be regarded as your pass." ”

Ning Le was anxious: "If it weren't for the fact that you blatantly fought back just now and knocked the master down, then the key would still be with you now?"

"Then what about your boy's calculation of the old man's left arm? We agreed before that we would have to give you an arm?"

"Can this be the same thing? Master is a pit with your ability, you have the ability to don't fall for it!"

"Hey, the old man gave you the workshop, and the materials were given priority to you, but in the end it became the old man's. Mo Tao was so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, "Then the old man asks you again, we have agreed in advance, what if the old man fights back in this trial?"

“...... Aren't you?"

Ning Le's face was incredulous, and he said bitterly: "Can you be a little reserved as a generation of Yanshu masters? Self-esteem! Self-respect! Five stresses, four beauties, and three loves, have you thrown them into the furnace and melted them?"

"What does the old man want those vain things to do?" Mo Tao pursed his lips disdainfully, "Even if you take 10,000 steps back, the old man is still relying on his own skills, and you have the ability to bite me?"

Ning Le was stunned and speechless.

Mo Tao was triumphant.

"No, don't go too far, Lao Mo. ”

Ning Le has two big heads: "Who was the one who said it in front of the master, and what did he say, 'Yanshu is a great and profound one.'" The more you study, the more you can realize your own insignificance. If you don't travel thousands of miles away, you can't be small'?"

"Hmm. Mo Tao nodded, "It's the old man who said it right." ”

"Master once asked you, when will we be able to go down the mountain and travel to the world. Ning Le said again, "You let the young master, I first meditate and condense the Yan spiritual power, until the Yan spiritual power fills the body and forms a cycle of its own." ”

Yan spiritual power, as the name suggests, is a kind of energy that is practiced by the Yan masters themselves and used to communicate and manipulate the Yan armor. When the Glaive's own energy reserves are depleted, or when it needs to increase its output, or when it wants to activate a special effect of the Glaive, the Glaive will usually use its own Glaive Power to replenish it.

Strictly speaking, only those who have successfully condensed their own Yan spiritual power in their bodies can be regarded as a true Yan Master.

Before, Mo Tao rolled up those short arrows with a wave of his sleeves, using the method of releasing spiritual power. And using the inkstone accelerated by the magnetization of the Yan Spirit Power to repel Ning Le is also an application of the Yan Spirit Power. Techniques such as these are collectively referred to as Yanji. Because it is mostly used in battle, it is also called combat skill.

Of course, what Mo Tao used before could only be regarded as the most basic type of battle skill.

"Not bad. Mo Tao nodded when he heard this, "When ordinary Yan Masters filled their bodies with Yan Spiritual Power, most of them were over twenty years old. And you, the stinky boy, have just turned eleven, and you have completed your first inner week. At the age of thirteen, Yan spiritual power filled his body. Although this is due to the old man's years of training, and he also goes up the mountain and the sea every once in a while to exchange the elixir treasures for you, I have to admit that you kid is still a little talented. ”

Ning Le glanced at Mo Tao: "The master thought at that time that he would be able to fly in the sky from now on." Who knows, this is the beginning of the nightmare!"

He couldn't bear to recall the original look, and cried blood and complained: "Then, you let the little master study all the books in the study before going down the mountain!"

"Theoretical knowledge is very important. ”

"Mom, those introductory enlightenments are enough, most of the tome classics of the pictorial tools are not a problem, and Persona can also be used for casual chatting and spices, and there are some merits in the hypotheses and conjectures put forward by various large and small Yandao schools...... But how do you ask me to read those fragments of chapters and pages? Especially that translation, what is it called, quantum mechanics? What kind of pearl left on the mainland by an extraterrestrial civilization, the original translation was not comprehensible, and it actually jumped to the seventh chapter as soon as the prologue passed, and then there was only an epilogue left, and you actually called me to memorize it word for word! This can also be called quantum mechanics and quantitative mechanics? Is it meaningful to memorize this kind of heavenly book?"

"Of course it makes sense! This is the handwritten annotation of this masterpiece by the city lord of Wuxin back then. Although the old man only has the seventh chapter of the text here, you can't be sure that you will be able to find other chapters one day, right?"

Mo Tao interrupted Ning Le to emphasize, and then the words changed: "No, how can this be translated so unreasonable? The old man thinks it's very clear and clear......

"Clear and clear? is that style of writing, just that kind of translation?"

Ning Le waved his hand: "Forget it, that's not the point." Okay, no matter what, in the end, the master still memorized that bad thing. But that's not all! After that, you asked me to design and manufacture my own armor, practice my fighting skills, and pass all kinds of strange trials you designed, and pass through ...... adolescence smoothly."

He looked straight at Mo Tao: "Finally, you promised my master that this is the last trial." And then you're going to play Lai and don't let the master pass?"

"Uh......" Mo Tao's eyes rolled, and he was a little weak.

Sounds like a bit too much, huh?

Ning Le didn't speak again, just stared at Mo Tao like this. The latter, who was silently accused, coughed dryly twice: "That, it's a big deal, the old man will never fight back again......"

"Huh?" Ning Le raised his eyebrows, "It means that if you want to pass the trial, the master must still get the key?"

Mo Tao nodded slowly: "That's right." ”

"Then you have to make a rule next, right?" Ning Le said helplessly, "If you break the contract and fight back, what should you do?"

This time, Mo Tao simply said: "Then you can barely pass the trial!"

"That's what you said. Ning Le confirmed again.

Mo Tao sighed disapplausively: "What is the identity of the old man, is it possible that he can still talk and not count?"

Ning Le: "......"

"But don't get too happy, boy. Mo Tao snorted, "Later, the old man will repair his left arm, and he won't give you another chance to pick up a bargain." ”

"Oh?"

When Ning Le heard this, he showed an inexplicable smile: "In that case, the master should come and get the key now." You just stay there and don't move. ”

As he spoke, he jumped onto the roof again and walked towards Mo Tao.

"Joke, you tell the old man not to move, the old man will obediently obey-" Seeing this, Mo Tao immediately wanted to turn over and get up, but unexpectedly his body stiffened.

"Wow Ka!"

Seeing Mo Tao's face darken, Ning Le finally couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Surprised, surprised?"