Chapter 13 Wang Chonglou wants to rob people, demonic talent!

In the middle of the bamboo forest.

The wind is howling.

A small figure, with a red tassel spear twice his size dancing in his hand.

Although the figure is small, the figure of the dancing spear is so imposing.

Syllable.

A crisp sound exploded in the bamboo forest.

Wu Changqing made a downward split, and directly flattened the ten zhang dead leaves in front of him, forming a fan shape, and went straight into the forest.

A few more stout bamboos, which were crushed by that powerful force.

"Looks like it's time to add weight to your load again."

Chen Zhibao, dressed in white, sat on the stone next to him and said silently.

Wu Changqing's face suddenly collapsed.

Two months.

He has already opened up 104 points in his body through the Dragon Seeking Zhou Tian Method, and completely opened up a meridian point.

What this brought to him was that he was far stronger than his peers.

In two months, he grew nearly ten centimeters tall, and the weight on his body increased from the original 180 pounds to 240 pounds.

Now Chen Zhibao even wants to add ...... to him

Please, I'm just over three years old, okay?

"You have mastered the seventh style of the Wang family gun."

"Then I'll teach you the eighth form now, Guanhong."

Chen Zhibao got up slowly, walked towards Wu Changqing, and passed by the weapon rack on the side, he just slapped his hand.

The invisible energy absorbed a spear from it into his hand.

The moment the spear was in hand, Chen Zhibao's aura suddenly increased, and what followed was a set of extremely domineering marksmanship teaching.

Wu Changqing watched carefully.

"Wang Zhangjiao, that one is my son, Changqing."

Xu Xiao took Wang Chonglou and Li Yishan to the house in front of the bamboo forest.

Through the window, he pointed to the petite figure in the forest.

"Shhh...... Little Wangye's bones?! ”

When Wang Chonglou saw Wu Changqing for the first time, his eyes widened unconsciously, as if he had seen something rare.

In Wu Changqing's body, he saw a majestic luck that ordinary people could not see.

This kind of heavy qi is probably not a few points worse than that of the king of that country.

This son has a heavenly appearance!

"This kid does have some martial arts talent, he has a strong understanding since he was a child, and his physique is different from ordinary people."

"Chen Zhibao is afraid that this kid's strength will increase too quickly, which will affect his physical development, so he has added two hundred and forty catties of weight to him."

Xu Xiao originally didn't plan to let outsiders know about Wu Changqing's existence.

But Wudang Mountain King Chonglou is a special case.

This person has a noble temperament, is a kind person, is a true cultivator, and is the leader of Wudang Mountain.

As the number one force in Beiliang, Xu Xiao has always wanted to attribute Wudang Mountain to the subsidiary forces of Beiliang Palace.

Now let Wang Chonglou know that their Xu family has such a martial arts demon, if the other party has the heart to accept apprentices, he can better bind the other party's forces with the Xu family and enhance the Beiliang heritage.

"Two hundred and forty pounds?"

Wang Chonglou and Li Yishan were both aware of Wu Changqing's burden for the first time.

I couldn't help but exclaim.

Li Yishan is coiling these two hundred and forty catties, if it is attached to an adult, I am afraid that it can overwhelm that person.

The little prince is wearing such a heavy load, and he can still move at will like an ordinary person?

Wang Chonglou's throat rolled, looking at Wu Changqing's back motionless.

Originally, he just wanted to come to meet this little prince, and ask the other party about the origin of the five-visceral court law by the way.

But this sight made him feel as if he had seen a mountain of gold, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

In the bamboo forest.

A roar exploded.

Chen Zhibao's one-style spear technique named Guan Hong, with the last blow, directly exploded the two-meter-long boulder in the distance.

While the rubble was splashing, Chen Zhibao casually glanced at the wooden house outside the bamboo forest.

He felt Xu Xiao's breath, so he didn't turn the gun head around and turned the wooden house into flying ashes.

"Do it again."

After Chen Zhibao finished his spear skills, he didn't doubt whether Wu Changqing had learned it, so he returned to the stone where he was sitting on his own.

"Lord Wang, didn't I say that General Chen's teaching was a bit abrupt?"

"Such a complex and sophisticated marksmanship, but only teach it once, and let the little prince do it......"

"This is obviously irresponsible, if the prince wants the little prince to practice martial arts, he can send it to my Wudang Mountain, and my Wang Chonglou can teach him patiently in person......"

Wang Chonglou seemed to see an opportunity, and immediately began to deny Chen Zhibao's crude teaching method.

He also took the initiative to promote his humanized teaching in Wudang Mountain, and even he intended to directly accept Wu Changqing as an apprentice.

But......

His self-proclaimed words were not yet finished.

The wind in the forest gradually rose, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw that Wu Changqing was completely imitating Chen Zhibao's previous marksmanship at this moment, and he did it again without the slightest deviation.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang.

Wang Chonglou's mouth opened slightly, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

Wu Changqing's last shot was ten zhang away.

A shot pierced a boulder in the distance......

This...... This is a three-year-old who did it?

Wang Chonglou was shocked by Wu Changqing's anti-heaven understanding.

Chen Zhibao's gun, even if he doesn't go all out to observe, it can't be restored 100%.

What's going on with this little prince?

"Keep practicing, this is the practice task for the coming week."

Chen Zhibao said casually, then turned around and left the bamboo forest and walked into the bamboo house outside.

"Okay."

Wu Changqing replied softly, and like an extremely tired machine, he began to practice over and over again.

And at the end of each shot, a boulder in the forest will be exploded.

The bamboo forest shook constantly.

"I've seen my father-in-law, but I haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Zhibao came to the wooden house, bowed to Xu Xiao, and arched his hand to Wang Chonglou.

"General Chen, you have just taught the little prince for two months, why did you start to let him practice moves?"

"Shouldn't you exercise the physical foundation of the little prince first?"

"Although the little prince's physique is strong, it doesn't mean that he can completely control his own power, you are so impatient ...... teaching"

When Wang Chonglou saw Chen Zhibao, he expressed his objections to Chen Zhibao's teaching.

"The Wang Zhangjiao may have misunderstood."

"The little prince has already passed the stage of forging the body, that is, the moves, and he has also learned the forty-two ways of my Wang family's marksmanship."

"There's nothing wrong with teaching students according to their aptitude."

Chen Zhibao looked at Wang Chonglou's pointing appearance, and stopped with an expressionless face.

"What? Wang Xiu's 42-way marksmanship is unlearned...... The little prince has already learned? ”

At this time, Wang Chonglou was completely stunned.

Wang Xiu, one of the four great grandmasters of the year, was learned by the little prince in two months for his unique skills?