"Master, the disciple wants to have a discussion with Long Yuan first, and I ask the master to agree. The second rat bowed down and saluted the master.

"Hmm. The master nodded and cast a soliciting look at Long Yuan.

Long Yuan understood, smiled back, and then jumped to the center of the martial arts field with the two rats. After bowing and saluting, Long Yuan drew his sword and rushed towards the two rats with an arrow step, the two rats concentrated their breath, and held an air knife in their hands.

Long Yuan had already learned that the rats belonged to the primate order like humans, and there would also be arrogant sons who had a sea of qi in their bodies and could cultivate martial arts, so they were no longer surprised that the two rats could gather qi into a blade.

"I don't bully you either. The second rat said, he suppressed his own cultivation to the same level as Long Yuan, and the Qi Yuan Realm was prime.

One step forward, the two rats slashed at Long Yuan with a gas knife in their hands, although the master said that they should treat Long Yuan politely, but Long Yuan ate the food they had worked so hard to find, the two rats were already short-tempered, and they were angry in their hearts, and he refused to swallow this breath if he didn't teach Long Yuan a lesson.

Long Yuan fought with the two rats with a short sword in his hand. After a few rounds, Long Yuan gradually felt that it was not very good, the sharpness of the qi knife in the hand of the second rat was as sharp as wood, and although the blue steel short sword in his hand had a thin aura, it was no less different from the bronze black iron compared to the qi blade condensed by pure aura.

Seeing that his green steel sword was cut several gaps in a few clicks, Long Yuan put the sword back into its sheath, and slashed his feet in front of the two rats.

Generally speaking, the two players will habitually focus on the opponent's upper body, and the second rat is no exception. Long Yuan's space step is to grasp this habit of both sides in the fight and achieve a surprise effect.

After bullying the two rats, Long Yuan identified the acupuncture points on the wrist of the second rat's right hand, and quickly charged a single palm to slash obliquely, sealing the qi veins of the two rats' right wrist. Since they are both primate creatures, their body structure should be similar, this is Long Yuan's guess.

When he saw that the qi knife in the hand of the second rat suddenly disappeared, the corners of Long Yuan's mouth raised slightly, and he guessed correctly. Qi veins are also present on the wrists of the rats.

The two rat qi veins were sealed, and the true qi could not be continued, and the qi blade in his hand dissipated into clear qi without the support of true qi. He had already suppressed his cultivation first, and it was difficult for him to gather his qi again for a while, unless he made a desperate move or lifted the suppression.

"Hmph, I'm still afraid of you without the air blade?" The second rat sneered, slapped Long Yuan with one palm, and fought with Long Yuan in close quarters.

Long Yuan and the two rats' fists, palms, legs and feet are all exerting force in inches, and their momentum is enough to collapse the rock. The four walls of the martial arts field echoed with the sound of body collision, and Long Yuan and the two rats either elbowed and palmed each other or fists and wrists collided violently or their legs and feet collided, fighting each other hand-to-hand. The masters on the sidelines and the rats all applauded secretly, such close hand-to-hand combat has little to do with cultivation, and the competition is more about fighting instinct and the use of the body.

Long Yuan has not been able to effectively control his breath since he was a child, and the competition with his senior brothers and sisters mostly relies on real physical combat, and he has honed his self-styled qi in the fighting arena for a month, hitting the wooden man stake and the iron man stake ten thousand times, wanting to take advantage of him in his fists and feet, unless the realm is suppressed.

"Although the cultivation of this Ling Jiutian disciple is extremely low, there are some ways to fight. Rat said.

"The fighting talent is not weak, although the second rat suppressed the realm, but Long Yuan can fight with him, which is indeed remarkable. The master said.

One person and one rat stretched out their fists and handed them over, and you and I parried back and forth for nearly a hundred rounds. The aura around the two rats is like wearing golden armor, even if they occasionally eat each other's attacks, he also has the capital to be fearless. Long Yuan's body is agile, and he has exerted himself to the extreme of hand-to-body grappling with his space steps, and he is much stronger than the second rat in terms of physical strength, and he can't take much advantage of the close hand-to-body grappling with the second rat. Especially now that Long Yuan's inch strength fist has become small, the flaws between one move and one style are very small, which makes it a little difficult for the two rats to speak.

"Could it be that this kid has practiced the Jeet Kune Do of the Martial Saint Zhen Domain?" The master saw Long Yuan perform three consecutive kicks in the middle and upper position, and immediately gave the second rat a blow to turn around and sweep his legs high, and the connection of one move and one style was fast, accurate, and ruthless and decisive, and his eyes opened a little.

Long Yuan found an opportunity to slip forward, and his right hand probed the abdomen of the second rat with one palm, and the second rat clasped Long Yuan's wrist with both hands. Before he could remove the forward power of Long Yuan's palm, Long Yuan suddenly used his right arm to exert his strength instantly, and his single palm turned into a fist and stabbed straight into the abdomen of the two rats, and just like that, an iron fist hit the abdomen of the two rats.

However, when Long Yuan's fist stabbed into the abdomen of the second rat, he only felt that his hand was soft for a while, and the strength of his fist seemed to hit cotton.

The two rats shouted violently, and their breath suddenly rose, and the cotton on their abdomen turned into a meat shield, and a shock shook Long Yuan far away. Immediately, the two rats hurriedly chased after Long Yuan, and at the same time condensed their true qi towards their hands. His eyes turned red, a burden caused by forcibly forcing his true qi away. The hand-to-hand combat two rats couldn't defeat Long Yuan in a short time, he had to regather the qi blade, but he was unwilling to unravel the suppression of cultivation, so he made this decision.

The martial artists of the Qi Yuan Realm can also gather qi into a blade, but it is too burdensome on the body, and it will have sequelae for future cultivation, so no one will do that, but the second rat is no longer the cultivation of the Qi Yuan Realm, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

After a while, two pure white qi blades appeared in the hands of the two rats, chasing after Long Yuan. Long Yuan turned over and landed in mid-air and drew his sword to parry, and with a bang, the three blades collided, and the green steel sword blade suddenly burst into flames, and the two rats shouted angrily, the white light of the qi blade in his hand became more and more vigorous, and Long Yuan gradually felt that the hardness of the green steel sword in his hand was about to reach a critical point.

Suddenly, a figure turned over, and the three weapons were suddenly shaken away, but it was the master who pushed the two apart with a stick, and Long Yuan and the two rats were no longer in a stalemate.

"Second rat, your qi is not quiet enough. The master held the staff on his waist with both hands, and turned his back to Long Yuan and the two rats

"Your heart is too dry. The master continued. He was like a teacher instructing a scholar and disciple, and although his tone was not tough, it was full of majesty and expectation.

"Master, the disciple knows that he is wrong. The two rats put their palms together and retreated to the sidelines. The master looked at Long Yuan again, and after contemplating, he smiled and said, "Haha, young man, you are much worse than your master back then. ”

Long Yuan's face was embarrassed and said, "The junior qualifications are dull. ”

The master continued, "Of all the martial disciples I have seen, you are the only one wearing a weapon. ”

Hearing this, Long Yuan was even more ashamed of himself.

"But your physical skills and speed are the best I've ever seen, kid, why don't you use your breath in battle?"

"Junior...... The younger generation will not be able to gather gas and solidify gas. Long Yuan shook his head and whispered.

"Oh, haha, it's rare. Haha......" The master's hearty laughter stirred in the martial arts field. Ask what to answer, don't hide for shame, treat people sincerely, the master likes Long Yuan's character quite a lot.

Jumping back five zhang away, the master said to Long Yuan: "Then kid, let me teach you how about physical skills?"

Long Yuan clasped his fists and nodded, and said, "Senior, junior is ugly." With that, he leaned forward and hurried towards the master along a serpentine path. The hilt of the green steel sword slid along the back of his hand, and Long Yuan held the sword in his backhand and threw it sharply from the top to the bottom.

In the face of Long Yuan's attack, the master did not move, but the Nanmu crutch in his hand swung slightly.

Zheng!

Long Yuan suddenly felt a light in his hand, and when he fixed his eyes, he found that the green steel sword in his hand had broken into two pieces, and the other one was deeply inserted into the stone wall behind him.

"This ......" Long Yuan didn't expect his weapon to break at this time.

The master took the half-cut hilt of the sword in Long Yuan's hand, his eyes widened, his two fingers brushed down, and with another bang, the only remaining half of the sword body in front of the hilt had fallen off, and it fell to the ground.

"Master, junior......" Long Yuan didn't know why the master destroyed his weapon, although the short sword was broken, it could still be used.

When he was about to ask the reason, Long Yuan saw that the master was holding the hilt of the green steel sword, and he shouted, and a sword body suddenly grew out of thin air in front of the hilt, and the sword body was transparent and clear, and his body glowed with blue and cold light.

The master handed the Qinggang Qi Sword to Long Yuan and said, "You use this Qi Sword today, and then I will teach you how to use the breath." ”

Long Yuan saw the blue light saber in his hand, and stood on the ground for a while. It is not a strange thing for martial arts disciples to gather qi into blades, and even some martial arts disciples have a domineering atmosphere, but they can gather qi into axes and hammers, which is what Long Yuan heard his master talk about. But in Long Yuan's cognition, the weapon formed by gathering qi will disappear when he leaves his hand, and the master can actually gather into an immortal qi sword that can be separated from the body, which makes Long Yuan have a sense of admiration for the master.

"Come on, boy. "The master condensed into the form of defending against the enemy, although his cultivation had already made Long Yuan look up, but out of respect, the master still had a serious attitude.

Long Yuan got a new weapon, and he was happy in his heart, and he only felt at ease. Wielding the blue light sword in his hand, it was several times lighter than the Qinggang short sword, and in an instant, Long Yuan rushed towards the master on tiptoe.

Long Yuan swirled the lightsaer in the back of his palm, and the lightsaber turned into a blue disc, and the sound of the blade vibrating in the wind was endless. Long Yuan was not sensitive to the perception of breath, but he had a good grasp of the strength and the inertia of the object.

In the original battle with Jing Xiao, he used his body rotation to obtain a power comparable to a thousand jun, and all of them were slashed on Jing Xiao's sword.

When he was five steps away from the master, Long Yuan's right foot suddenly kicked over and rose up, his body rotated with force, and his sword arm was lined, and then he took advantage of the momentum of his body rotation to slash with a sword. At a certain moment, Long Yuan felt the true qi in his body rush out of the sea of qi and spread to his arm, merging with the blue light sword.

The master's crutch came out horizontally, and the staff and sword were connected, and Long Yuan's hand suddenly blocked, making him almost unable to hold the sword.

Long Yuan landed and looked up, only to see that the master was already ten steps away, and a crack more than an inch deep was embedded in the ground and stretched from his feet to the master's side.

The master smiled slightly, and there was a hint of satisfaction and appreciation in his eyes. The crutches were still in front of him in the palm of his hand, but there was already a deep gap at the end of the crutches.

"Well, the son can be taught, teachable, hahaha," the master laughed.

"This ...... This...... Master, is the rift on this ground caused by a junior?" Long Yuan himself was taken aback.

"It's qi, your qi. You inadvertently condensed your aura on the blade of the sword, and when the sword slashed down, the sword aura on the blade of the sword was like a wild horse, and even cut off half of my crutches. Hahaha. ”

Long Yuan looked at the master smiling heartily and honestly, with a kind face, and then thought of his mentor.

Master is far away, is he in good health?