What does it mean to be more dead than to be dead and to throw away goods than to be thrown away? The current situation perfectly illustrates the meaning of this sentence.

Li Tianquan was depressed, very depressed, very depressed, Huan Yuheng was as dark as him and didn't say a word.

They thought that they were all on the same starting line, and their childhoods in terms of cultivation should be very different.

But what about the facts? I don't know if I don't ask, but I'm shocked when I ask!

Why did others officially experience actual combat in the realm of the three grades, and when they first came into contact with the threshold of cultivation, they had to experience the battle between life and death?

Originally, they thought they were orphans, and they were very happy to be a good master, but now? Hmm? Is this happiness? Isn't this happiness a little caught off guard and can't be stopped?

At this moment, the two poor children felt that they had been abused, and strongly condemned Mr. Mu in their hearts for beating them half to death......

And they said that they didn't want their current strength, they just wanted a salted fish childhood like everyone else......

However, something has already happened, and if you want to blame yourself, you can only blame yourself for never having contact with normal humans in the past twenty years, if you had known that other people's children lived so comfortably, they would definitely team up to go down the mountain and beat the group of salted fish children hard, and by the way, tell the group of salted fish that their cultivation should not be wasted.

After a long silence, Li Tianquan still walked out of the psychological shadow, and he looked at the group of people in the audience with a dark face: "I'm here to hit you, not to be hit by you, are you a little out of priority?"

A group of people in the audience were stupid after hearing it, they dared to guarantee that they had never heard such a real thing in their lives, and you were a little too undisguised, right?

But Li Tianquan is a responsible person after all, even if he is in a bad mood, it will not affect his normal teaching, of course, it would be better if he didn't carry a sword, otherwise he always felt that this thing would poke people unexpectedly......

Li Tianquan calmed down his agitated emotions, raised his left index finger, and drew a thin orange-red spell in the air as if in slow motion.

At the same time as Li Tianquan sketched the last stroke, the spell ignited out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a fist-sized fireball, which was held in his palm.

"This is the casting speed of a normal second-rank monk, you have to remember, you must not omit the part of depicting the spell because you are too troublesome, and you can also draw it wrong a few times, so that absolutely no one will believe that you exceed the third grade. ”

Li Tianquan explained the key to disguise for everyone, and then threw the fireball into the chest of Huan Yuheng, who was standing beside him.

The flickering little fireball swayed towards Huan Yuheng, and at a distance of just one or two meters, the small fireball was stunned for four or five seconds before it flew there.

Everyone was worried when they saw it, they were not worried that Huan Yuheng would have an accident, but they were afraid that the little fireball would fly half and kill it first......

With Huan Yuheng's strength, not to mention this kind of slow-motion small fireball, even if it is ten times faster and a hundred times faster than the fireball in front of him, he can easily dodge it.

However, at this time, he was extremely flustered, his expression was extremely nervous, and he wanted to retreat for a while, and then he wanted to move to the left and right, and just before he could decide how to dodge, a small fireball hit his chest with precision and exploded into a wisp of green smoke in the eyes of everyone.

Under the attack of the fireball, Huan Yuheng took three or four steps back, and the last one lay on the ground with an unstable center of gravity.

"Ah, you're unexpectedly, you're actually ......" Huan Yuheng lay on the ground and raised his right hand and pointed at Li Tianquan tremblingly, but before he could say anything more, he turned his head and fainted.

Everyone in the audience collectively took a breath of cool air: "...... , you're here to seek revenge on your junior brother!?"

At the same time, people who knew Li Tianquan were still wondering in their hearts, didn't they say that this thing was only proficient in the wood method? Why is it that even the fire method is so awesome now? Also, what kind of black technology is that inconspicuous little fireball? Do you need to stun a fourth-grade high-level monk so fiercely?

Looking at the men and women in the audience who were curious about the baby's appearance, Li Tianquan straightened his waist and asked with a smile full of accomplishment: "Do you want to learn?" I can teach you if you want to learn, for free, including teaching and packing." ”

Can such an awesome skill still be taught? Must it be learned well? If you don't learn it, you're sorry for the monk's heart to explore the unknown!

Li Tianquan is worthy of being Li Tianquan, he will do what he says, and he will teach when he preaches.

He took out a spell textbook issued by the academy from his sleeve, turned the fourth page, pointed to the basic spell depicted on it, and showed a mischievous smile: "Ding Huo is a basic spell, it can be released by a person with spiritual power, I wonder a question now, how did you cultivate until now?"

How low-level are the magic textbooks issued by the academy? Let's describe it this way, it's like the Pinyin literacy textbook in China, which is not even the English alphabet, at least the English alphabet is something that can only be learned in elementary school, because kindergartens do not offer such high-end courses......

It can be seen that although the old dean does not admit that the college is a kindergarten, he actually lets the college develop in that direction.

I have to say that his body is really honest enough......

Spells are made up of the basics, and knowing and being familiar with spells is a prerequisite for learning spells, but it is not necessary to release them.

For example, monks who exceed the third rank usually send a few spells that they use more easily, although they are a little less interesting than the spells released by drawing spells in the power year, but they are convenient and quick and unexpected.

If you have to rely on reading the strip to release the spell, then can the Dharma cultivation still have room to survive? You know, the time it takes to read the strip of a skill is enough to slim the face and beat them to death three times......

The basic mantra is understood by a monk, even if it is a physical cultivation, even Bai Anqi's brute cultivation is more or less, which is equivalent to the pinyin alphabet of the monk world, if you don't know this, then you really don't need to talk about any actual combat, just roll up your sleeves and fight with people hand-to-hand.

A group of people in the audience were stunned, but they didn't expect that Li Tianquan released a small skill that was just over a good grade, the key is that this is too different from the little flame that is afraid to be extinguished when you light a firewood!

Everyone is not blind, the one released by Li Tianquan can smash the fourth-grade high-level monks, okay!

This is the attack power that a high-level should have!?

Everyone suddenly felt that the first-rank high-level monks were so terrifying, if they could, they even wanted to integrate into the large group of first-grade high-level monks, if nothing else, just to smash a group of fourth-grade high-level creatures who dared to provoke them for a flame......

At this moment, Huan Yuheng, who was stunned by the small flames, performed a carp fight for everyone extremely numbly, he glared at Li Tianquan dissatisfied, and then glared at everyone in the audience: "Are you misunderstanding me a little!? I especially want to give you a normal reaction after being attacked! I don't want to listen to you specifically to feel the flames! understand!?"

Well, this time everyone understood.

But then again, why didn't you say it in advance, you had to do it so suddenly, I don't know if you were killed by the flames......

Not to mention, the acting is quite like that, especially the unwilling feeling in the final words, which seems to be more like icing on the cake at the moment.

This is really worthy of being the first drama in the academy, and there is still something in the end, not bad......

Huan Yuheng looked at the unfinished expressions of everyone in the audience, and immediately raised his hand to point at them and said angrily: "What is your reaction to this? Is it because I didn't act well enough?"

After speaking, he also looked back at Li Tianquan, which seemed to be asking if he was acting a little exaggerated, after all, it was indeed too much to be stunned by a small flame.

"It's a bit pompous, indeed. Li Tianquan whispered: "There are a lot of words, people who are stunned generally can't say so many words, and those who can say so many words are generally ...... to return to the light."

Huan Yuheng: "...... How do I feel like you're still a little looking forward to it?"

Li Tianquan twisted his head to the side and snorted: "That can't be, do you think I'm like that?"

Huan Yuheng looked coldly at the senior brother who didn't dare to look at him, and said after a long time: "Okay, don't say it, your eyes have betrayed you......"

After the joint efforts of Li Tianquan and Huan Yuheng to demonstrate and perform, everyone in the audience finally understood the fighting style of the second-rank monks.

Specifically, you can't dodge when you're beaten, and when the opponent uses a long-range attack, you have to hit it yourself, and you have to show the frustration of accidentally making a mistake because you're nervous.

The casting action must be slow, the posture must be stupid, the accuracy must be poor, you can't predict, you can't move smoothly, you can't move your position casually, you must give your opponent a chance to interrupt you, and you must have a confident expression on your face that 'as long as I successfully release, then you will definitely lose'.

Close combat is easier to do, Li Tianquan's standard is: the opponent must be hit twice when he attacks three times, and he must pretend to be an accident when he dodges once, and he can't shoot quickly, and all things like sword qi and sword qi are prohibited, because monks of about the second grade are not worthy of such high-end things at all.

After the theory class was over, the next step was to conduct actual combat, Li Tianquan casually pointed to Zhang Hanrui and Shi Shaoshan and said: "I've finished what I should say, you two go up and try it, don't behave like my junior brother, just do your best." ”

Shi Shaoshan and Zhang Hanrui were not stage frightened people, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, they walked directly to the ring and stood still, waiting for the battle signal at any time.

"Get ready and get started. ”

With Li Tianquan's lazy order, the two on the stage set off at the same time, took out their weapons, and strode forward towards each other.

Zhang Hanrui was holding a wooden gun for training, and Shi Shaoshan was a big knife in his palm, just twenty meters away, the two of them were stunned for nearly ten seconds before they officially took a look, in order to reflect what Li Tianquan said 'slow'.

They rushed slowly, and they fought even slower, Zhang Hanrui took the wooden gun and poked at the other party's head slowly, Shi Shaoshan was at a loss for what to do with the mountain opening knife, he was hesitating, because he really didn't know if the monks of the second rank or so would be hit by this kind of slow motion with a delay of nearly three seconds.

A second later, Shi Shaoshan thought of an idea, and he held the broadsword diagonally in front of him, ready to block the head-on attack.

The blade of the knife was smooth and there was no point of focus, and the head of the spear slid along the direction of the bevel of the big knife as it should, and it was extremely natural to point on Shi Shaoshan's right chest.

If you succeed in one blow, according to normal battles, you must take advantage of the victory at this time to pursue, keep up with the two back moves, and not seek to defeat the opponent, but also to suppress the opponent and unable to fight back.

But at this moment, as the attacker, Zhang Hanrui was stunned, because she didn't expect to hit like this, this ...... This seems to be a little different from the script she took!