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rhyme

This time, Xiang Nan and Bai Wuya finally really fought each other, and the two of them were the same as the previous layer, and they fought together.

Thirty or forty rounds later, Xiang Nan kicked Bai Wuya out with a side kick.

"You won. Bai Wuya smiled and walked back to his place.

"That's okay, then I can too!" A martial artist was not convinced, walked towards Bai Wuya, and said, "The junior also wants to ask for two tricks. ”

"Isn't it just that you don't care about anything and just start fighting? If you hit me, I will fight back, and if you don't beat me, I won't make random guesses. ”

"Please. Bai Wuya smiled at the warrior and stretched out his right hand.

"If you don't move, don't try to trick me into moving!" the martial artist glared dryly, glaring at Bai Wuya.

Bai Wuya smiled: "You don't move, I'll move." ”

As he spoke, Bai Wuya smashed his fist at the martial artist.

The warrior was overjoyed and said, "If you punch me, I will beat you!"

As he spoke, the warrior kicked out directly, trying to kick Bai Wuya's arm with his foot.

But in fact, Bai Wuya didn't punch at all! He just shook his shoulder, letting the martial artist judge that Bai Wuya was about to punch.

And the real situation is that Bai Wuya took the right hand of the "punch", held the ankle kicked by the warrior, and threw it casually, the warrior was directly thrown half a meter away, and Peng fell out with a thud.

"Hey?" the warrior jumped up and shouted, "Why! Didn't you hit me with your fist just now!"

"That's what you think. Bai Wuya smiled: "It's not about using feints to deceive people, let's understand it slowly." ”

Bai Wuya looked at Xiang Nan again and said, "You can now see through the disturbance of the 'potential', so as to make a more accurate judgment, but to learn the potential, it is not overnight, and you have to practice a lot after leaving." ”

Understanding, recognizing, and learning are two different things, and learning is not the same as learning.

"Thank you for your advice. Xiang Nan only felt that he had benefited a lot, and after bowing to Bai Wuya, he stepped onto the eleventh layer.

"Brother, can you also use 'potential' to influence us now? This kind of technique is too scary, it can directly make people misjudge. Yuan Meng remembered the scene that had just happened, and he still felt incredible.

Xiang Nan shook his head: "I know how to release the potential, but it's still just a beginner's path, and it still needs a lot of practical skills to strengthen." ”

As he spoke, Xiang Nan stretched out his right hand to Yuan Meng: "Brother Yuan Meng." ”

"Huh?" Yuan Meng wondered in his heart, he didn't know why Xiang Nan suddenly shook hands with him, so he handed his right hand over.

As a result, I saw that Xiang Nan and Mengdie both laughed, and then looked at themselves, but only they stretched out their hands, and Xiang Nan didn't move at all.

"Cough, ha, this ......" Yuan Meng suddenly felt embarrassed, hurriedly withdrew his hand and pretended to scratch his head, and said, "My head is itchy, it's just scratching." ”

"I'm still very rudimentary, and I can only deceive people with simple actions, and I can't make the enemy feel like a great enemy. "Xiang Nandao.

On the eleventh layer, there is also a Bai Wuya, but the situation here is a little different.

There was a small wooden table in the center of the venue, and Bai Wuya sat behind the wooden table, writing quietly.

The walls around this floor are covered with calligraphy calligraphy.

Those words, some are dragon flying phoenix dance, force through the back of the paper, and some are round, soft and rigid, and the style of the text on the wall is different.

"Good word. Xiang Nan admired the calligraphy and couldn't help but admire: "The words of the white predecessors already have everyone's style. ”

"Hehe, fiddle with it when you're bored, and you can't get on the table. Bai Wuya put down the brush and stood up with a smile.

"Senior, please!" Xiang Nandao.

"Please!" Bai Wuya walked out of the wooden table and faced Xiang Nan.

After the two saluted each other, they quickly exchanged hands.

At the beginning, Xiang Nan felt full of confidence, and he was back and forth with that Bai Wuya.

But when the three or four moves passed, Xiang Nan began to feel that something was wrong, and the more he hit, the more awkward he felt everywhere.

He always felt that his moves, in front of Bai Wuya, were like children playing at home, very naïve and too vulgar.

Peng!

Bai Wuya kicked Xiang Nan back with one kick and said with a smile: "Come again." ”

Xiang Nan gritted his teeth, and rushed forward to continue fighting, but after two or three moves, Xiang Nan became less and less confident, no matter how he fought, he felt that the opponent's moves were a thousand times more subtle than his own!

But in fact, Bai Wuya's moves were mediocre, and there were no too unfathomable changes in them.

This feeling made Xiang Nan extremely awkward! He felt that he was wrong to punch and wrong to kick.

Peng!

That Bai Wuya punched again, knocking Xiang Nan back several steps, and the smashed shoulder was sore.

"How can this be?" Xiang Nan's eyes showed an inexplicable horror, this kind of horror was not afraid of Bai Wuya, but that he felt that everything he had learned in his life was in vain.

"How do you feel?" Bai Wuya asked with a smile.

Xiang Nandao: "I feel like a child who has just learned to write, showing off in front of a calligrapher. ”

"It's called 'rhyme'. Bai Wuya put his hands behind his back: "Calligraphy is an action, and battle is also an action, calligraphy can be hidden in it, and the same can be done with combat moves." ”

As he spoke, Bai Wuya walked to the wall, where two long pieces of white paper hung there.

Bai Wuya waved his ink pen, and on the first white paper, he drew a tiger descending from the mountain, and the tiger flower was vivid, and even the appearance of each one was like the real thing.

"It seems!" everyone applauded.

Bai Wuya smiled, and then painted on the second white paper, also drawing a tiger descending from the mountain, but the strokes of this tiger were very simple, and the lines were much simpler, and the brush and ink used was only one-third of the first painting at most.

But when the brief tiger came out, everyone's faces changed.

This simple tiger looked like it had a tiger might! It was as if the tiger was about to pounce down and bite everyone at any moment.

Compared with the first painting that looks more like a tiger, everyone thinks that this first painting is too boring.

Bai Wuya turned to face Xiang Nan and said with a smile: "Which painting do you think is better?" ”

Xiang Nan pointed directly to the second painting and said, "This." ”

Bai Wuya smiled and asked, "Why? Obviously, the first painting is more serious and more like." ”

Xiang Nan thought for a moment and said: "Although the first painting is like, it has no spirit (sex xìng), and although the lines of the second painting are simpler, it has already outlined the charm that a tiger should have. ”

"Ahh

"Got it, come on, fight again. Bai Wuya beckoned.

Xiang Nan's face turned red with excitement, and he only felt that the trip to Wuta had gained a lot, and his understanding of the word "Wu" had stepped onto a new height.

In this way, Xiang Nan and Bai Wuya fought against each other, but they only fought a dozen moves before they were defeated.

"Senior, what should I do to make my moves have charm?" Xiang Nan humbly asked for advice.

That Bai Wuya said: "Why is it that a person imitates the calligraphy of everyone's pen and ink, even if the imitation is exactly the same, it is not as valuable as the real original?"