Xuanyuan Po was a little surprised, no one had ever been able to see the exercises he practiced, but at this time, he was broken by another kind of red.

Seeing his expression, Bei Xianghong knew that he had guessed correctly, and asked, "This is the exercise that Chen Changsheng chose for you?"

Xuanyuan Po nodded.

Elsen Hong praised: "I always thought that his own cultivation talent was excellent, but I didn't expect that his vision was also good, and this dean did a very competent job. ”

Xuanyuan Po thought for a while and said, "That's not going to be true. ”

Bei Xianghong glanced at his right arm again and said, "I can see that you are practicing well, but there seems to be some problems." ”

Xuanyuan Po didn't care, and wiped the residual juice on his fingers with paper.

The voice of the other red rang out again, into his ears, and then into his heart.

"The heavenly thunder is hidden in the heavenly thunder, and the hidden wind and thunder are in the absence of signs, you are not wrong about this, and it can even be said that the cultivation is excellent. ”

Else's Red said: "It's just a little too deliberate." ”

Xuanyuan Po raised his head and asked slightly, "Sir, what are you talking about?"

Other red looked at him and said: "Plant the tree deep in the fertile soil, do not let it see the heaven and earth, do not suffer from the wind, wash it with the fire of the earth, during which there is a secret thunder, accumulate for a long time, when the ground is broken, it suddenly becomes a towering giant tree, and the branches and leaves are full of thunder and lightning, who can stop it?"

Xuanyuan Po's gaze fell on his right arm with a different redness.

His right arm was visibly constricted, especially compared to his stout left arm, which was even more dazzling and miserable.

Many drinkers in the tavern thought that this was the disability he had left behind after being defeated by Tenhague in Kyoto, and laughed at him many times.

Only he knew what terrifying power was hidden in this seemingly crippled right arm.

Of course, it has now been seen through.

Xuanyuan Po only reacted at this time, he was facing a powerhouse in the Divine Realm, a legendary figure at the level of the Eight Directions Wind and Rain.

His expression suddenly became much more serious, and he asked, "What do you mean deliberately?"

Strange red said: "Thunder is the natural law of heaven and earth, hidden can only hide its meaning, do not need to hide its shape, just like the real towering giant tree, once broke through the ground, carrying thousands of earth and stones, the momentum seems to be amazing, but it has lost the most important characteristic." ”

Xuanyuan Po continued to ask, "May I ask what is the characteristic?"

Else's Red asked, "What is the external method of the Heavenly Thunder Introduction?"

Xuanyuan Po said without hesitation: "Fist." ”

Differently smiled, "I just happen to know something about this. ”

In the battle of Tianshuling back then, he saw with his own eyes that the Tianhai Holy Queen shocked the world with a punch, and he had a great understanding.

Over the years, he also began to use his fists, so in the world after Tianhai, there is no one with a stronger fist than him.

Naturally, there is no one more extensive and profound in this area than him,

"Why didn't the Holy Queen Niangniang use Mu Feng or Ruyi back then, but faced us guys with her fists?"

Elsen Hong looked at Xuanyuan Po's eyes and said calmly: "That's because fists are part of our body, they can rise and fall as they wish, compared to foreign objects such as swords and guns, at least the speed is faster when they start and close, and the speed is ...... It's power. ”

Xuanyuan Po's eyes lit up.

The demon clan attaches more importance to pure power than the human race and the demon race, and as a member of the demon race, of course, it is no exception, but the words of the other red touched him not because of this, but because these words faintly revealed a very important truth.

Regardless of the Dao Law Sword Formation, after all, it is to be used in battle, and all the laws are inseparable from their origins, and the ultimate point is speed and strength, no matter how magnificent and dazzling the picture is, no matter how the momentum shakes the mountains and rivers, there is no difference in essence.

Hidden Wind Thunder can indeed accumulate power to the maximum, but as Varied Red said, it will affect the speed of the move.

How can you get the most out of both?

Xuanyuan Po raised his own questions.

Differently Hong began to explain to him with the precious experience gained from his hundreds of years of monasticism and countless battles.

Xuanyuan Po's expression became more and more focused, and he even forgot to breathe.

The room became eerily quiet, and the morning breeze passed through the cracks in the paper doors, gently stirring the hedrons on the ground and the three small towers.

If it weren't for the impatient cold snort of Infinite Bi, this teaching might have continued for a long time.

Xuanyuan came to his senses, bowed to the other red, and then got up and left the house.

Standing on the wooden plank in front of the house, looking at the smoke rising from time to time outside the courtyard, he was silent for a long time. The words that Differente Hong said gradually blended with his years of penance experience, making him want to solve a lot of difficulties in his cultivation, and even faintly touched a certain boundary.

He took a deep breath of the cool air, stepped on the slightly cool white pebbles and walked to the wall, poured water into the dwarf pine with a small wooden spoon, lowered his head and picked up the slightly cool well water and washed his face vigorously a few times, confirmed that he had completely sobered up, wiped off the water stains on his face, and walked out of the small courtyard.

The drums of war still kept coming from the upper city.

The waves in the Red River were getting louder and louder, and they were very close.

Matsucho had woken up, and the neighbors were yawning, picking at their eyes, holding crockpots, and still waiting in line to buy breakfast.

Some coolies who had finished breakfast sat on the benches outside the porridge shop, chatting and gossiping on their feet, as if they could not hear the war drums from the upper city at all, nor could they hear the roaring waves of the Red River not far away, but it did not mean that they were not interested in the Chosen Ceremony, and many people were discussing which ring they should go to after work to watch the excitement.

Xuanyuan Po walked down the street.

An acquaintance girl next door asked him if he had breakfast, and he smiled and nodded. An acquaintance coolie asked him when the owner would be willing to sell another two dollars of shoddy ale for two dollars a glass of poor ale when the tavern had been doing so badly lately, and he shook his head and said he didn't know.

Then, very casually, the owner of the bun shop asked him what he was going to do early in the morning.

He paused and replied, "I'm going to the Chosen Ceremony." ”

The street was quiet for a moment, and even the hot mist overflowing from the edge of the steamer in the shop froze for a moment.

The next moment the laughter rang out, and it didn't stop for a long time, and it grew louder and louder, mocking or funny, with kindness or malice.

Xuanyuan Po touched the back of his head and smiled innocently.

......

......

The ring where Xuanyuan broke was in Matsucho, very close to his home, and he could walk there, without taking a car, and he could save a lot of money.

When he reached the corner of the street where the ring was located, there were already a lot of people watching the excitement, but the register was not even two pages full.

This place is very remote, far away from the imperial city and the castle tower, no big people will notice here, and there can be no powerful people, and naturally it can't attract those strong people who want to challenge themselves, and those who are willing to climb here often don't have any idea about the Chosen Ceremony, just the ordinary demon people who want to have a fun with their bravery, this kind of battle between ordinary people is naturally not exciting, it is often more like a hooligan fight in the market, and it will stop after a few rounds.

The carp magistrate and the two supervisors in charge of the ring had found it extremely boring. The officials of Matsucho were even more bored, and the petty officer at the registration table had even begun to get sleepy, and his head hung down from time to time, and he would hit the edge of the table at some point.

Xuanyuan Po walked over to the table and tapped lightly on the table.

The petty officer woke up in shock, raised his head in annoyance, and wanted to reprimand him, but he was stunned.