ps: I've been dizzy in the exam recently, and the quality of this chapter is slightly poor, so you are welcome to give comments.

ps:qq:1665639163 (Welcome to add, we'll have time after the college entrance examination.) )

The three of them returned to the dormitory, Jingle lay directly on the tatami mat and let out a long breath, what happened today was definitely not pleasant for him, it was the first time he saw someone who could make more trouble than himself, this tangled feeling made him irritable for a while. Mo Jun and Fuzhu also sat aside, Mo Jun climbed to the table and couldn't wait to take out the wooden card in his arms, he was just a quick look at it in the dojo before, but now he can study it carefully.

Mo Jun released a trace of spiritual power and injected it into the wooden card, and the next moment, a message composed of spiritual sons appeared in his mind. There are not many things recorded in the wooden card, only the first few numbers of broken paths and bound paths, which are the most elementary things in the ghost path system. But Mo Jun was very satisfied, these things were enough for him now. And he knows very well that no matter what kind of strength it is, it should start from the foundation, and no matter how subtle the tricks are, they are also composed of the foundation.

If a person's foundation is solid to the point of perversion, his moves are tricks, and with the experience of countless battles to summarize, it is enough to start a sect. Because to that extent, their moves will be their own family, and they will naturally sublimate into subtle and effective moves in constant battles, which is the so-called "I flow"! Just like the Fenglin Temple loss (Falcons) person in the first disciple in history, and the president of the rich and traitorous old thief's pen, a gesture is a trick! Well, Mo Jun admits that most of his martial arts concepts come from anime and novels that his peers disdain for illusion, and I have to say that it is a miracle that this thing can be practiced to this point......

Mo Jun memorized the bands of these ghost paths in his mind, then put down the wooden card and stood up and said to the floating bamboo: "Sure enough, you should still try it, this kind of thing doesn't feel like just looking at the information." ”

"Do you want me to accompany you to try it?" Fuzhu asked, looking at Mo Jun.

"Well, isn't it convenient?"

"Not really, let's go to the yard, it's just the three of us anyway. Ukitake nodded and stood up. On the side, Jing Le also had a little more curiosity in his eyes, and he also jumped up and followed Mo Jun and the two out.

The three of them walked into the courtyard, Mo Jun looked at Jing Le behind him and asked expressionlessly, "Why are you coming here?" Jing Le thought about it seriously, and then said with a serious face: "Look at the joke." ”

"Huh?" Mo Jun's face was black, and he immediately mocked with an exaggerated expression: "It's not that I underestimate you, doesn't someone who has just been beaten into a pig's head really need to cultivate a little?" Jingle's face turned dark, and he snorted coldly: "Then don't bother you, I believe that it is more than enough to teach an idiot at my level." ”

Mo Jun touched his chin and said, "Since you are so confident, let's demonstrate." Jing Le took a step forward and hummed proudly: "Then you have to be optimistic, one of the broken paths - rush!" Mo Jun's eyes stared, and he saw that a spiritual son in front of Jing Le's fingers quickly condensed, and the next moment the spiritual pressure exploded, and a column of air burst out, and the ground in front of Jing Le shook with a soft "bang", and was blasted out of a shallow dirt pit.

Jing Le looked at Mo Jun who was contemplative on the side with some smugness, Mo Jun felt Jing Le's gaze, tilted his head and asked expressionlessly, "What are you looking at me for?"

"Eh?" Jing Le was obviously a little surprised, isn't this guy going to ask something? Mo Jun knew Jing Le's thoughts very well, this was like a child who had just been bullied, and he was not convinced, so he took out a novel toy and planned to show off. Speaking of which, this scene reminded Mo Jun of Nobita who borrowed an air cannon from a certain blue fat man to find a fat tiger to show off, and in the final analysis, he was still bullied...... Not to mention that this trick is quite similar to the air cannon, but the fat tiger and us are really incomparable.

Mo Jun touched his chin, looked at Jing Le, who was a little surprised, frowned, and said impatiently: "Something?"

"No ......"

"Then you don't continue!"

"I, you......"

"What are you, can't there be anything else? is this the end? Or is the injury not healed?" Mo Jun made a look of disdain.

"Of course!" Jingle roared, "Then you can show it to me!"

"I'm looking at it, and I still remember the way, if you can't do it, go and rest. Mo Jun still looked calm and smiled secretly in his heart, this girl doesn't care how treacherous she will be in the future, at least she is still just a child now, she has to bully and bully as much as possible before this thing becomes an uncle, he has no interest in that flower robe.

"You, you ......" Listening to Mo Jun's request to inch inch, Jing Le's heart was furious.

"Don't let you go, hurry up for the master, if it doesn't work, just rest on the side, I won't blame you for the lack of ability, anyway, we didn't have much hope at the beginning. Mo Jun waved his hand impatiently.

"Soul is faint! you give me a good look! Broken Dao No. 2......" Jing Le immediately yelled to release the ghost path, Mo Jun stared intently at the fluctuations when the ghost path was released, and at the same time taunted two sentences from time to time to stimulate Jing Le to speed up.

Finally, "Binding the Road...... Nine - Hit!" Jingle gasped and shouted, a red light shot out, automatically wrapping around the trees not far away, strangling deep black marks. Jing Le gasped sharply when he sent out this blow, this kind of rudimentary ghost path is nothing to a person of Jing Le's strength, but he can't stand Jing Le holding his breath like this and using nearly twenty ghost dao in a row, and the spiritual pressure is almost unable to keep up.

But Mo Jun was not very satisfied, just now Jingle Yi shared eighteen ghost paths, nine of which broke the path and nine bound the path, which was exactly the same as what was recorded in the wooden card given to him by the old man of the mountain, which made Mo Jun, who wanted to squeeze out something new, a little dissatisfied. "Gone?" asked Mo Jun expressionlessly.

"No, that's all, how much more do you want to see?" Jingle said angrily as he steadied his breath.

Mo Jun shook the wooden card and asked with some confusion: "I have all these ghost paths you use, but the problem is that you have studied much longer than me, so there are few advanced points?"

"The old man said let's lay a good foundation, and these foundations are enough for us now. Jingle said helplessly. And Mo Jun also nodded in agreement, in all fairness, if it was him, he would have made such a decision, after all, laying a good foundation is the key.

Jing Le thought for a while, and then said, "But Ukitake has learned two more ways than me. Mo Jun was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fuzhu, who didn't deny it, and said helplessly: "After all, my slashing skills are not as good as Jingle, so I can only put some effort into this." ”

Mo Jun sighed and said: "Sure enough, it was good to look for floating bamboo directly at the beginning, it's really unreliable to find you." Mo Jun said and glanced at Jing Le obliquely, and Jing Le suddenly roared angrily: "If you are reliable, then you will come!"

"I'll come, I'll come. Mo Jun said indifferently, and at the same time took a step forward, his right hand was opened to the ground, Jingle looked at Mo Jun's posture and was slightly stunned, and subconsciously said: "What are you going to do......?"

"But wouldn't that be boring?" Mo Jun asked rhetorically without waiting for Jing Le to finish.

"Eh, but ......" Jingle obviously didn't react, but Mo Jun didn't intend to wait for him to react, he glanced back at him at the moment, and said confidently: "You just need to watch, one of the broken paths - rush!"

With Mo Jun's soft shout, the spiritual pressure in front of his hand exploded, and with a "bang", a shallow pit appeared on the ground that was two circles larger than the pit that Jingle had just blasted out. Jing Le and Ukitake were both shocked by the scene in front of them, but Mo Jun said to himself dissatisfiedly: "Tsk, is it just a little bigger?"

When Jing Le heard this, he immediately shouted: "What do you want to do, what do you want to do?

However, on the contrary to Jingle, Ukitake was very interested in this, and instead took a few steps forward to Mo Jun's side. Mo Jun obviously didn't care even more, completely ignoring Jing Le who was roaring on the side, he had just cooperated with his hand to slightly widen the width of the Spirit Pressure Band, and as a result, the attack range was expanded. Mo Jun frowned, so what about increasing the density of spiritual pressure?

If you want to do it, Mo Jun's five fingers of his right hand were bent into claws, and he shouted: "One of the broken paths ......" With Mo Jun's strength, the spiritual pressure in his palm quickly condensed, and Jingle on the side looked at Mo Jun who continued to die, and moved a few steps to the side with interest, otherwise if it was affected inside, he would find someone to cry with. Jingle has made up his mind to stay away from Mo Jun and away from the tragedy, as for Fuzhu, the things he has made up his mind about in the past few years have never changed, and persuasion is in vain. So Jingle decisively ran to the side, ready to appreciate the tragedy of Mo Jun, well, whatever, it should be a tragedy for this thing.

Mo Jun didn't know what Jing Le was thinking, and he was now engrossed in observing the changes in his palm. With the condensation of spiritual pressure, the air in front of his palms was distorted to a certain extent, and he could already feel that the limit was beginning to approach. Mo Jun didn't plan to directly break out to the limit, after all, the rice had to be eaten one bite at a time, didn't it? So Mo Jun decisively shouted: "Rush!"

"Boom~!" filled the air with a burst of smoke.

"Ah, it exploded. Mo Jun said expressionlessly.

"Well, it's swollen. Fuzhu next to him looked at Mo Jun's hand and said calmly.

On the other side, the smoke cleared, and the embarrassed Jingle yelled angrily: "The soul is weak!