Chapter 16: True Taunt Constitution

The silent Lin Mochen followed into a courtyard, which was divided into several small pieces, about one meter square. I didn't ask again this time, there must be a supreme space here, and it is the law of space.

Lin Mochen observed the surroundings, there were no weapon racks of swords, guns and clubs often seen in martial arts movies, and there were no shirtless men humming in it. It's quiet, it's just an empty space.

"This is the martial arts arena, and there is a lot of space inside, so you can cultivate in it. We're almost done cultivating, and we'll go hunting again. Dong Shi pointed to a small square.

"Hunting, we still have to hunt?" Lin Mochen didn't understand, zombies still had to play this thing. It's very advanced, but we don't have a shotgun.

"Mmmm, it's time to hone your martial arts skills. ā€

Lin Mochen will understand, it is experience and actual combat. Giving cultivation resources, providing cultivation exercises, and martial arts techniques, this is a dragon for cultivation, and the treatment is really good.

No, what's the downside?

This is too cheesy.

Yes, that's it. Five insurances and one housing fund, monthly salary, these don't want.

Thinking of this, Lin Mochen felt very aggrieved. As a member of the rebirth, he didn't kill the Quartet like his predecessors, and struggled with life and death all day long.

Zombies don't die, but the people around them are not familiar with each other, and they can meow themselves in seconds.

Let's cultivate!

"Then let's start!" Lin Mochen, who is an otaku, made a rare move.

"It's not us, it's you. ā€

"I—I don't know how to cultivate, so I just rely on this broken secret book?" he shook the book in his hand.

"Of course, what else do you cultivate? We haven't practiced it. Dong Shi's big eyes blinked.

"But, I, I haven't cultivated!" Lin Mochen's hard work disappeared without a trace.

"Then I'll teach you!" a flirtatious voice came.

"I've seen the eighth prince. The two daughters of Dong Shi said respectfully at the same time.

"Who are you?" Lin Mochen was a little annoyed and looked towards the door. I saw a young man, in a long shirt and moon robe, with long hair scattered, his face covered with some dust, and his face looked a little ruddy.

I've heard of zombies wearing makeup, but I've never seen zombies wear makeup.

"This is the eighth disciple of the Pavilion Master, called Frost Playboy. This is the retinue of the young lady's novice, who doesn't know the etiquette, and hopes that the eighth prince will be more tolerant. Dongping continued.

Isn't that a playboy? Lin Mochen couldn't hold back a smile in his heart, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

I saw that the eighth prince's slightly lowered face instantly laughed, "Can I deal with a little subordinate? By the way, why didn't the little sister come." ā€

Ignoring, ignoring again! Lin Mochen felt two cold currents in his heart, one was angry and the other was angry.

"Miss is in retreat and cultivating, let's help Lin Chen cultivate and improve his strength. ā€

"It seems that the little sister will be able to catch up with us soon. Since it is the request of the younger sister, I, as an elder brother, naturally want to help her. It just so happens that I'm also going to practice a new martial art, and by the way, I'll give you some guidance. A slight smile appeared on Frost Dude's face.

Guidance, how can this work!" Thank you for your generosity. My cultivation is shallow, so I still polish it myself, and if I don't understand something, I will trouble the eighth prince to guide me. Lin Mochen felt that he was speaking very respectfully, and in fact, it was also true. This is related to the pain of flesh and skin, and it is easy to lose.

"It's okay, there's not much time to waste, and I'm not in a hurry. Although the master gave me a time limit, it was too much for me. I'll guide you first!" said the eighth prince very righteously.

Seeing that the playboy was so resolute, he probably couldn't refuse. "Then it's going to be a trouble for the eighth prince. Lin Mochen turned around, "Two sisters, I'm not familiar with the Dark Pavilion yet, so I want to trouble you to wait for me, and I'll go back together later." ā€

"No, I'll send you there later, you can go anywhere, I'm familiar with this place. The eighth prince said almost suddenly.

Hearing the words of the eighth prince, Lin Mochen's brows furrowed together, as if he heard a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Dong Shi, anyway, we're fine now, just to see the eighth prince cultivating martial arts. Dongping's face smiled slightly.

"But...... "This is not the plan."

"It's rare to see the cultivation of the Eighth Prince, maybe we will benefit a lot. ā€

Sister Dongping, you must be my own sister. "Yes, it's rare to have such an opportunity"

"Now that my little sister is also in retreat, you can watch us cultivate here. The eighth prince had a faint smile on his face.

"Since the eighth prince doesn't mind, the little slave is studying outside. Dongping directly interfaced.

"Let's go inside. The eighth prince didn't talk anymore, and pulled Lin Mochen into a martial arts arena.

Do you have to pull up your sleeves, so disgusted! Don't take me to practice!

As expected, the space in the arena was large, larger than expected. Lin Mochen didn't estimate it, a few hundred meters square is the minimum thing. However, the inside is not visible to the outside, as if there is a one-way visible glass standing around it.

"What techniques do you practice? The eighth prince directly reached out and took the book in Lin Mochen's hand.

"You actually practice this method?" The eighth prince was very surprised, very surprised.

Could this be a very remarkable technique? Lin Mochen's heart began to float.

"This one is not willing to cultivate at all, and those who open and close are the most likely to be attacked to their weak points. Looks like you're not favored!"

Lin Mochen was really dumbfounded this time, he was actually the worst! Is this a prank?

The eighth prince flipped through the technique twice, and then began to teach, ""Force Decision" is very simple, as long as you exert the strength of your body. Like this, when turning the sea with one palm, you must pay attention to the retraction of the amount, stretch the space enough, accumulate strength, and then quickly make a palm. ā€

"This trick to suppress Qiankun should make full use of the height advantage and do not use it at will. ā€

The eighth prince kept explaining, and Lin Mochen's clothes were modestly taught.

"Dongping, what are the two of them standing there for? Do you practice piles?" Seeing the two people standing in the middle of the martial arts arena, Dong Shi couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe this is the skill of the eighth prince. The corners of Dongping's mouth curled up in a good-looking amplitude.

"Alright, now you can try it on me. The eighth prince ended his saliva explanation.

"Well, that's not good. Lin Mochen felt that he didn't have the slightest gain, and there was not much point in fighting like this.

"Hurry, don't waste my time. The eighth prince's eyes widened.

"Well, well. Lin Mochen still didn't dare to move, and moved two steps forward.

"Why are you so close? The eighth prince yelled angrily, "It's really rubbish, I can't understand it." ā€

La-garbage--

Lin Mochen didn't care about the words of the eighth prince anymore, and his strength ran through his whole body, and Shuanglong went to sea. The air was shaken open by Lin Mochen's fists, and it instantly hit the eighth prince's body.

Caught off guard, the eighth prince shook his body and withdrew three steps away.

This kid has so much strength! The eighth prince hurriedly poured blood qi into his whole body, revealing the zombie's fangs and nails.

"Eighth Prince, are you okay?" Lin Mochen said in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't know this move was so powerful. You're not hurt, are you?"

The gloomy color in the eyes of the eighth prince became heavier, "It's okay, I didn't expect you to practice so well and master the essence at once." Come on, let's move on and familiarize ourselves with the other moves. ā€

A chill rose in Lin Mochen's heart, "Eighth Prince, after teaching for so long, you should rest first." ā€

"No, come on. After you finish cultivating, I'll go to cultivate. ā€

Lin Mochen knew that this couldn't be good, and he had to be beaten today.

"Please also ask the eighth prince to be merciful. ā€

Hearing this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the eighth prince.

Turning over the sea with one palm, the force is eight points.

The eighth prince also pushed it out with one palm.

Not surprisingly, Lin Mochen was beaten back, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, with a heart-piercing pain in his hand.

This is a whole thing to die!

This kid not only has great strength, but also has a good body. "Use all your strength and be quick. You've just had a soft palm, right?

Seeing that the eighth prince looked like he didn't let go, Lin Mochen knew that he really couldn't be good today.

"Xie Bagongzi advises!"

Sortie, whip leg.

Not surprisingly, the eighth prince slapped Lin Mochen's calf with a palm and fell to the ground again.

Outside the martial arts arena, Dong Shi hurriedly said: "Why did you fall down again, this son is so fierce." No, let's go in and have a look. As he spoke, he was going inside.

Dongping hurriedly stretched out his hand and grabbed Dong Shi, "My good Dong Shi, I can't go in now." Beating and beating is good for Lin Chen. "Dongping knows the mystery inside.

Hearing Dong Shi's explanation, Dong Shi also calmed down.

On the other side, the eighth prince frowned, "Where did you learn the messy moves, practice the moves you just learned." ā€

Lin Mochen got up from the ground in embarrassment, baring his teeth: "Eighth prince, I am not good at learning and I haven't mastered the moves. Why don't you cultivate first, and then I'll take a look at the cheats?"

"What's the use of just seeing if you don't practice! Just use the trick you just beat me to go to sea with Ssangyong. ā€

Where you fall, you get up, and where you lose face, you get back. Lin Mochen knew it in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest regret in his heart. If you bring a handle, you will have to avenge it on the spot.

Thinking about how he will miss the next hand, how to minimize the loss.

"Shuanglong goes to sea!" Lin Mochen shouted.

I saw that the eighth prince in front of him suddenly lost his figure, and then a force came from his buttocks, and Lin Mochen's whole person flew out, shaking a burst of dust. Instead of getting up immediately, he lay quietly on the ground.

"Your trick is too dead, and all of a sudden it will be a mistake. The eighth prince's voice was slowly relaxed, "You can't practice death skills, your qualifications are too poor." Come again!"

Lin Mochen turned over and sat on the ground, "The eighth prince has to teach the lesson, and the little slave will practice again and strive to master the essence of the eighth prince's teaching." I won't delay the time of the eighth prince today. ā€

"Huh. Well, we'll have the opportunity to practice again, and I'll often come to the martial arts arena. Your qualifications really need to be practiced. The eighth prince dusted off his clothes and turned around and entered another martial arts arena.

Damn, I didn't forget to throw a taunt skill before I left.