Qiao Guang looked at Lan Xingjun suspiciously and asked, "You really didn't faint just now?"

Lan Xingjun said: "No, why should I faint?"

"Don't feel dizzy at all?"

"Well, there must be a feeling of vertigo, and if you suddenly pat something on the head, you will get dizzy too. ”

Qiao Guang scratched his head, not knowing what went wrong. It stands to reason that the palm of the soul hooker should hit the monk's sea of consciousness, rather than directly causing much impact on his head, otherwise it would be equivalent to adding an external force to his own move, which greatly weakened the effect of the soul hooker.

Besides, it is not an offensive martial art, no matter how big the impact is, it can't be much stronger, and if you can't give full play to the unique effect, then this trick will be reduced to chicken ribs, and it will not be useful in the fist embroidered legs.

Seeing Qiao Guang's misty, Ling'er said: "It should be that there is a mistake in the control of the force, you just blindly pursued the speed of the attack, so the forward force was applied too much, try to disperse these forces in the vertical direction." ”

Qiao Guang thought about it, felt that it made sense, and said, "Okay, I'll try." ”

He looked at Lan Xingjun and said with a smile: "That, Brother Lan, I can't help it just now, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Lan Xingjun looked at Qiao Guang in disbelief, as long as the sun didn't come out of the west for a day, this guy would definitely not willingly call himself "Brother Lan", there must be a demon when things go wrong! He asked vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Qiao Guang rubbed his hands embarrassedly, and said a little shyly: "Didn't you faint just now, can you let me try a few more times, oh no, just try again, maybe I'll be dizzy next time, there will be no next time." ”

"You mean to knock me unconscious by you?"

"Uh-huh, you're so smart!"

"And if you don't work out once, you're going to come back next time, until I'm knocked unconscious by you?"

"Yes, yes, yes, but don't be nervous, I'm pretty sure you'll faint next time!"

Qiao Guang saw that Lan Xingjun's mouth trembled slightly, as if he was saying something, but he didn't make too much noise.

He leaned over and asked, "What are you muttering?"

"Want to hear it?"

"I want to hear it. ”

"I'm your uncle!"

"......" Qiao Guang was speechless.

Lan Xingjun crossed his hands on his hips, put on a shrew and scolded the street, and scolded: "I said that there is something wrong with your brain! Look at my handsome face, do you look like the kind of fool who will willingly stand and be knocked out by you?"

Qiao Guang blinked his big eyes, and even became cute with this werewolf mask, and said, "If you don't want to stand and fight me, you can sit or lie down, I'll be gentle." ”

“......”

"Shall I pay you somewhat?"

"I, Lan Xingjun, will lack your little......" Lan Xingjun swore an oath.

"How's the whetstone?"

"Huh, where?" Lan Xingjun's eyes widened and he looked towards Qiao Guang.

Qiao Guang stretched out his hand and shook it, there was a thumb-sized whetstone on his palm, shiny, and he smiled: "Here, if you cooperate with me again, I will give you this whetstone." ”

Lan Xingjun is engaged in a strong ideological struggle in his mind, isn't it just a blow to the head, I saw that his move just now was not very strong, and the power was not great, it was just a little insidious, such a cheap deal, do it!

Lan Xingjun snatched the thumb-sized whetstone, looked at it and smiled, like a lewd old man who hadn't seen a young and beautiful girl for a long time, and said with a smile: "Deal!"

Qiao Guang rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then are you ready, you're going to do it!"

"Wait, wait," Lan Xingjun stretched out his palm to signal Qiao Guang to wait, "I'll sit, you be gentle." ”

“ojbk。 ”

Lan Xingjun sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with the whetstone with great interest, there are not many whetstones at home, just the size of a cutting board, he was not sensible when he was a child, and he often took it to pad when cutting pork, and later learned that it was a baby.

Qiao Guang shouted, his breath rose again, and his eyes suddenly changed, becoming more and more aggressive!

Lan Xingjun was stunned for a moment, his face was full of solemnity, it seems that this whetstone is really not so easy to earn, Qiao Guang is going to be a real guy. Lan Xingjun thought to himself, don't just sit and beat you, this is a blow to the head, if you are stupid or leave any sequelae, how can you please the girl in the future?

"One hand hooks the soul!" Qiao Guang shouted, black qi gushed out from behind him, and a big black hand was conjured up, and it slapped towards Lan Xingjun!

Lan Xingjun was shocked by this formation, his eyes narrowed instinctively, and his face was full of sorrow.

One breath. Two breaths. Three breaths.

Lan Xingjun kept his eyes closed tightly, a little puzzled, why hasn't the palm of his hand been patted yet? He opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"What...... What's the situation?" Lan Xingjun asked with a stammer.

"Who do you ask me, who do you me?" Qiao Guang wanted to cry without tears.

I saw the big black hand floating in the air, like an old man walking after dinner, walking slowly on crutches, completely without the self-knowledge that he was fighting.

"Poof. Lan Xingjun couldn't help laughing, "What kind of garbage martial arts are you, hahahaha, this is also funny, it's not good to see and useless!"

“...... Young man, you don't speak, no one treats you as a mute. Qiao Guang was speechless.

"Hahahaha, look at me, come on, come on, come here!" Lan Xingjun stretched out his neck arrogantly and looked at the soul hooker defiantly.

The Soul Hooker slowly fell from above his head, a few minutes slower than the balloon could fall to the ground.

Lan Xingjun was secretly happy, it seems that Qiao Guang is really stupid, this whetstone is too easy to earn, I really hope he will come a few more times. For the sake of that kid's sincerity, I won't secretly fortify it.

Lan Xingjun swaggered and played with the little whetstone, looking like he was waiting for the gentleman to pick it up, and he didn't put the soul hook hand in his eyes at all.

The soul hooking hand fell on his heavenly spirit cover, and suddenly the white light vibrated greatly!

The Soul Hooker became ethereal and faded away.

Lan Xingjun was stunned, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

Qiao Guang was dumbfounded, is this okay?

Ling'er gloated in Tiangong, laughing, Lan Xingjun actually said that she carefully selected a garbage martial art, the little woman had already held a grudge, with a resentful face, wishing that Qiao Guang would teach him a hard lesson, but she didn't expect to succeed so quickly.

After three breaths, Lan Xingjun sat up, touched Chaos's head, was a little confused, and forgot what happened for a while.

Suddenly, he was shocked: "I just fainted by you?"

"Ah...... Well, yes. Qiao Guang is also the second monk who is confused.

Lan Xingjun trembled and asked, "What kind of path are you, it's so magical, but it's just not very practical, and the speed is too slow." ”

Qiao Guang said: "Well, I'll think about how to change it." ”

"Do you want to test me?" Lan Xingjun exclaimed.

"Well, I'm sorry for you. Qiao Guang was thinking about the problem, and he didn't have the heart to pay more attention to him.

Lan Xingjun put on an expression that was more ugly than crying, he didn't know whether he should agree or not, the feeling of being knocked out was really uncomfortable, his body was completely out of control, and he couldn't do anything to prevent it, if someone else took the opportunity to take his life, it would be a big problem, but the temptation of the whetstone was too great......

Lan Xingjun gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still have a whetstone? If not, I won't practice with you!"

Qiao Guang casually threw him another thumb-sized piece and said, "Oh, go on." ”

"I'll rub it, there really is!" Lan Xingjun's eyes are about to fall out, isn't there a whetstone mountain in this guy's house? Looking at the quality of the whetstone, it is obviously not carefully polished, it belongs to the most primitive quality, but it does not affect its preciousness, where can I find so many whetstones?

Lan Xingjun silently recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, collecting money and wealth to eliminate disasters for others, since ancient times, people die for money, birds die for food, and it is not for me to dedicate my chastity to Qiao Guang, a dignified manly man, what are you afraid of!

He sat down again, whetstone in hand, and looked at him with a happy giggle.

Qiao Guang just discussed the problem with Ling'er again, it should still be that the direction of force is not well controlled, try again this time.

Qiao Guang twisted his neck and said solemnly, "I'm coming again." ”

"Come on!" Lan Xingjun shouted.

Qiao Guangshen moved, and the soul hooking hand was used again!

Lan Xingjun was taken aback: "I'll rub, what's the situation with you!"