Although Meng Jingjing is cute, she also knows how difficult it is to create a ground-level stick method, maybe most of the current Shenwu Emperors can't do it even if it takes a lifetime, not to mention that no one has created skills in this era. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An astonishing thought appeared in Meng Jingjing's mind: "Perhaps, in this hundred years, this is the strongest of the newly created skills." ”

"Zhuang Xia, you are too powerful, I adore you too much!" Meng Jingjing looked at Zhuang Xia, and her eyes were about to burst into stars.

"It's okay, it's not difficult to create this boxing technique, if you use dim sum, you can also create your own skills. Zhuang Xia opened his mouth and said to her.

"I'm so stupid, how could I do it. And it's useless for me to have so many skills, and it's not fun to fight, and my god-level talent skills are enough. "Meng Jingjing is very content.

Zhuang Xia touched her head and didn't say anything anymore, since she didn't like to do it, she didn't need to force it.

Bafang Wuzong couldn't believe it when he saw Zhuang Xia's 'casual' stick technique, and even he suspected that it was a double reed sung by these two people.

However, in the end, he had to believe that this was indeed a new stick technique, and it was a skill that was not inferior to his Bafang stick technique.

At this moment, he was hit hard, he only became a martial artist at the age of dozens of years, but now his ground-level skills are not as good as a teenager.

What was he still doing as a teenager, learning his first skill, trying to improve his proficiency?

Especially when he saw Zhuang Xia create a prefecture-level skill, it made him wonder when the skill was so easy to create.

A person looked at Zhuang Xia and Meng Jingjing in a daze, he couldn't do anything, and looked around his martial arts hall, the hatred in his heart was secretly hidden, no matter what kind of demon concubine you are, no matter what genius you are, when those Divine Martial Emperors come together, they will all be trampled underfoot.

Only he can bully others, no one has ever been able to bully him, no matter what, he will make these two people unforgettable for the rest of their lives.

As for what Zhuang Xia said, he didn't understand the essence of the stick method at all, and "ridiculed" him for being a skill slave, and he was even more regarded by him as Zhuang Xia's prestige and belittled him.

Today's events, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he wished that Zhuang Xia and Meng Jingjing would die immediately, so that his hatred could be resolved.

It's just that he doesn't dare at the moment, and he doesn't have the ability.

The thoughts of the Bafang Martial Sect, Zhuang Xia doesn't care, a martial artist who happens to get the power, only knows how to be powerful and corrupt, has long lost the motivation to move forward, and the achievements in this life are very limited.

Zhuang Xia firmly believes in his heart that being weak is not a problem now, even if you are ridiculed, ridiculed, and disdainful of your achievements at the moment, as long as you have the heart of striving for perfection and striving for progress, and do not care about short-term advantages and disadvantages, you will always surpass yourself and eventually succeed in the field you work hard for.

That's why Lao Tzu became a saint as a librarian, and now billions of people sit on endless books and are still mediocre.

On this day, Zhuang Xia took Meng Jingjing to challenge several martial arts sects again, but the results disappointed him.

These martial arts sects can only use one skill at a time, although the skills are many and complicated, they cannot be used at the same time, and they are very weak.

And what makes him most dissatisfied is that it seems that these people will only cultivate skills, only those solidified routines, and they will not even use this skill after changing the slightest.

In Zhuang Xia's eyes, these martial artists who are only powerful because of their skills are just robots controlled by skills, as long as they lose their skills, except for a good strength, they are no different from mediocre people.

"The warriors of this world may have been nourished by the so-called skills. Zhuang Xia gave such a conclusion.

Meng Jingjing had a very happy day, she hadn't been to a human town for a long time, because she was not welcome.

But today she followed Zhuang Xia and met a lot of martial artists, and those martial arts sects were beaten down by Zhuang Xia, which was really interesting.

By the sea, next to the crooked little house, the two were eating dinner together, talking while eating.

"I will go to the Gewu Continent in a few days to see those Divine Martial Emperors, and I hope they will not disappoint me. ”

Zhuang Xia ate a piece of meat in two bites, and talked to Meng Jingjing about his plans.

"Gewu Continent, it's very dangerous there, some of my friends told me not to go there, you have to protect yourself when you go. Come on!"

Meng Jingjing's pure eyes are shining, pure without a trace of impurities.

"Won't you go with me? I'll protect you. Zhuang Xia said, he was confident that with his strength, there should be no problem in protecting Meng Jingjing.

"I still won't go, I like the sea, and I won't get used to it when I go ashore.

I love the taste of the sea, I like to swim in the sea, I love the creatures in the sea, the sea is my home and my life's home.

I belong to the sea.

Also, I know that I am stupid, and I always forget a lot of things to pay attention to on land, which causes a lot of trouble.

I don't like the adults either, I don't understand what they think, and they always look at me like a fool, and I get sad every time.

Even when I am lonely, I like to play alone in the sea with countless creatures, and I am just as happy as I am until I return to the sea that raised me like my parents.

So, Zhuang Xia, you can go! If you want to play with me, you can come to this island, I have been here for the past few years.

I've been alone for so many years, I'm used to it, and I won't be afraid or alone. ”

Zhuang Xia frowned and hesitated, he knew that if he insisted, the kind-hearted Meng Jingjing would go with him, because she had already regarded him as a friend.

However, in the end, he still didn't force it, since she loved it very much, then it was a pleasure to live here.

"Good. Zhuang Xia nodded, and then he said: "Then you also have to protect yourself, you are so simple, it is easy to get hurt." ”

Meng Jingjing nodded her little head heavily: "If I encounter danger, I will run to the sea for my life, and no one will be able to catch up with me when I get to the sea." She smiled smirked.

Zhuang Xia looked at this simple girl, although she had been swimming freely in the sea for three hundred years, she was still ignorant like a child, and he was really not at ease.

For the next few days, both of them stayed on this beach, Zhuang Xia practiced the martial saint boxing method when he had nothing to do, and deduced a footwork when he was tired.

And Meng Jingjing is indeed a child who loves the sea, and spends a lot of time in the sea every day, swimming and embracing the sea.

On the third day, Zhuang Xia finally deduced a footwork, the core of which was borrowed from some footwork positions in the Martial Saint Fist, although cultivation could not increase strength, but it could allow people to exert their own speed to a greater extent.

This footwork, which was pieced together by him but was quite smooth to use, was really not excellent in Zhuang Xia's eyes, but it was actually rated as a god-level skill in this way, so Zhuang Xia's martial artist level also jumped to the Shenwu Emperor smoothly.

On this day, Zhuang Xia taught this footwork to Meng Jingjing, and as a god-level existence among the cute beasts, the cute beast demon queen, she learned this skill very smoothly.

The advantages of skills are reflected in this way, if Zhuang Xia goes from shallow to deep and Meng Jingjing talks about how to practice, plus Meng Jingjing's own practice time, it will not be proficient in ten days and half a month, let alone proficient.

But just by teaching the skill, Meng Jingjing instantly inherited fifty percent of the complete state of this god-level skill, as long as the proficiency is practiced, it can play the role that this footwork should have.

Zhuang Xia didn't think about teaching her part of the Martial Saint Fist Method, but she really didn't like to practice martial arts, and the Martial Saint Fist Technique had never become a skill, it seemed to be beyond the scope of understanding of this world, and it could not be analyzed and solidified into a skill, and the helpless Zhuang Xia could only give up.

However, Meng Jingjing learned his newly created footwork, Zhuang Xia felt a lot more relieved, and decided to go on the road.

Early in the morning, Zhuang Xia came out of the crooked but Meng Jingjing made it herself, Meng Jingjing behind her yawned, didn't sleep anymore, and got up.

The sky was a little gloomy, Zhuang Xia took a step, walked to the sea, and began his journey.

Meng Jingjing turned into a cute and cute deep-sea giant whale and followed, as if she wanted to give him a ride.

Zhuang Xia's speed was fast, and his feet were in contact with the water surface, but he did not sink, and there seemed to be a force that lifted him upward, making him walk on the sea.

Behind him there was a crackling sound in the air, and the water was swept apart by the strong wind. This is a sonic boom produced at supersonic speed, not that he wants to be fast, but that if it is slow, it will sink into the water.

A giant whale followed behind him, swimming hard, jumping out of the water from time to time, but the distance between one person and one whale was getting bigger and bigger, and Meng Jingjing couldn't catch up.

In the end, Zhuang Xia was so far away that Meng Jingjing could no longer catch up, could no longer see, and could only return.

Zhuang Xia walked on the sea, like a god, the speed was fast, and he walked out of hundreds of kilometers in a few minutes, and completely left the sea area of the island.

Meng Jingjing was swimming weakly in the water alone, and she was very reluctant to leave Zhuang Xia, a new friend, but she was finally separated.

The sky roared, and suddenly a huge thunderclap sounded, startling Meng Jingjing.

She wondered, why did it suddenly thunder, did it have to rain?

I was a little worried about whether Zhuang Xia would get wet, but later I remembered that Zhuang Xia was in good health, and he had become the Shenwu Emperor, and it would be fine if he got wet.

Hiding in her crooked hut, Meng Jingjing silently sheltered from the wind and rain.

With a click, the beams suddenly broke, and Meng Jingjing's small house collapsed in an instant, and she got out of the embarrassment and looked at her beloved cottage, but it had collapsed at the moment.

She had no choice but to return to the sea in the end.