He Jinshui has never lacked long-range attack methods, whether it is metal manipulation or silver wire spitting, the attack range can exceed a hundred steps, and the power is very amazing.

The reason why he wanted to learn martial arts from the other party was nothing more than to understand the method of releasing the fighting qi, and then the attachment was released remotely to achieve a long-range strike that maximized the power.

The otaku's mind was too urgent, and he inevitably fell behind, and Ferdinand easily found out the feeling of a creditor. He lay on the turf humming a little tune, letting the other party rub his shoulders and legs, busy and happy, but his face was always tense, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. In fact, his heart had already been happy, and he secretly said: "Cool!"

After hard bargaining, the paladin agreed to hand over the other party's own stunt - Tiger Eight Style, which imitates the movements of the tiger's fangs, claws, and whip tail, and uses the fighting spirit as an aid to perform a series of powerful attacks, giving full play to the characteristics of the otaku's strong body and full of fighting energy.

In exchange, the otaku promised to give back to the temple the Demon Suppression Sword he had received from the vampire count's treasury. This sword is said to be the sword of the Emperor of the People, and after seriously injuring Effenberg, he was taken away when he fled, and his whereabouts have been unknown since then, but he did not expect it to become the other party's private collection.

Ferdinand took the Demon Suppression Sword from He Jinshui's hand with a solemn expression, and gently pulled out the sword, only to hear a metallic roar, and the silver light flashed out, like a silver snake flying in the air.

"Sure enough, it is a relic of the human emperor, and it was accepted for the temple below. He withdrew his sword and tightened his grip on its scabbard, excited.

"Who are the two of us, you're welcome!" The otaku rubbed his hands together and said with a flattering face: "Big brother, why don't we start learning the Tiger Eight Style now!"

"Today?" The paladin pretended to look at the sky, spread his hands and said, "Look, it's not too early, I still have to make a fire to cook, or tomorrow it will be early." ”

He is also a human spirit, and he doesn't know that the other party is taking the opportunity to blackmail, so he patted his chest and boasted: "It's such a trivial matter to cook, how can you let the eldest brother do it himself." The younger brother is not talented, he thinks he is good at cooking, why don't you invite the eldest brother to try my barbecue skills tonight, and our brother will drink two more cups, how about it?"

I heard that your monkeys are very drunk, so don't hide your secrets. Ferdinand struck the snake with a stick, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Your sister, it's really shameless!" He Jinshui gritted his teeth in his heart and said, I don't know why this guy's ears are so long, and he even knows about monkeys getting drunk. He thought for a moment, there is no free lunch in the world, and he is reluctant to let the lamb hold the wolf and the daughter-in-law to catch the pervert, so he turned his heart and decided to bleed heavily.

In this way, Ferdinand ran to He Jinshui every day, but he either used the excuse that it was raining and was not suitable for cultivation, or he used the excuse that the old injury recurred and it was difficult to exert his strength, and he ate and drank for several days, but he didn't say a word about teaching martial arts.

The day before everyone decided to set off, Ferdinand finally let go of his posture and gave him his proud work. The Tiger Eight Style is not only a trick, but also a method of activating Ferdinand's fighting spirit based on his own combat experience. He can use any part of his body to inspire fighting energy, and every hard place will become his weapon to kill. At the same time, his fighting spirit can also be released in an instant, so as to achieve the effect of attacking him unprepared.

The other party lived up to his high expectations, and as soon as he learned it, he could release a strong fighting spirit at will through his fists, knees, shoulders and even long swords, giving full play to the power of the tiger, even a few points more fierce than he himself used.

The paladin slapped his face, contentedly ready to praise two words. At this time, He Jinshui suddenly shouted, and the metal filaments came out through his fingertips, shooting straight into the small hill dozens of meters away. A ball of fighting aura attached to the end of the filament flashed and slammed into the top of the mountain. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, stirring up countless rubble, and several ravines and grooves were formed on the granite on the side of the mountainside, which was shocking to see.

"You want to release the fighting qi through the subtle objects at the far end?" the paladin pinched his chin and pondered: "The idea is good, and the means of stimulation are also very clever, but it's a pity that your metal filament is still too light, and it is estimated that after a distance of more than 50 meters, the lethality will be extremely limited." ”

The otaku also frowned. His metal filament has always been an excellent means of sneaking up on the enemy on the battlefield, it can be pierced and entangled, but the direct lethality is relatively limited, even if it is attached to the golden fighting energy, it is difficult to give a fatal blow to a well-defended enemy.

Thinking of this, he jumped up happily, grabbed the small stone and instantly turned it into a giant two-handed scythe with his mind, and then the golden control skill instantly flew out and flew it far away. At the same time, the five fingers of his right palm were fluffed, and several fine and tough silver filaments erupted, instantly wrapped around the handle of the sickle, and flew out towards the small hill with it.

Just when the scythe was about to hit the granite on the mountain, He Jinshui shouted, and in an instant, the fighting qi of his whole body was released, and the ends were transmitted along the metal filament, and then released through the giant scythe, flying into the blue sky with golden light, like the moon, reflecting the sun.

He turned around and twisted his waist, and his huge force followed the golden ability to come out, controlling the scythe to cut through an arc, slashing fiercely at the top of the hill, and instantly coming out of his body.

There was not a single movement, nor a sound, as if the scythe had just passed by and nothing had been hit. Ferdinand hadn't figured out the situation yet, and thought he had missed, so he laughed dryly and was about to come over and pat him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.

At that moment, there was a muffled rumbling sound, and the earth began to tremble, and the hard granite roof on the hill suddenly burst with a thud and began to shatter and jump open. At the top, a boulder several feet in diameter slid down the mountainside, and on the other side it became a smooth and smooth round surface, and the top looked bare, as if it had just been shaved.

"Shhh As a cavalry captain, he naturally knows such a powerful move, whether it is a solo fight, a sneak attack or a cavalry charge, it will play an unimaginable role.

"You kid, it's really ......" He patted his head stupidly, he didn't know what to say, and suddenly thought of what the other party had said when he joked before: "People have to die than people, and goods have to be thrown away!"

"Is he a genius in the legend, or the reincarnation of a skilled god of war?" Ferdinand touched his head, completely unable to understand why the other party had just learned the Fighting Qi skill, and was as coquettish and powerful as a thousand-year-old demon? This is too unscientific!

He couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he finally shook his head vigorously and shouted, "Roast lamb tonight, please!" (To be continued.) )