Chapter 22: The Pavilion of Fighting Spirit
Crash!
Water droplets splashed, mist filled the air, and a ketone body slowly emerged, looming.
"Today is the day when Yan'er enters the Douqi Pavilion and chooses exercises, right?" Qiu Liluo picked up the white cloth and gently wiped his body, and whispered: "Then the day after tomorrow, the people from Jialan Academy should also arrive." ”
With a soft low laugh, he changed his clothes and walked towards the Douqi Pavilion step by step.
Douqi Pavilion, the most important place of the Xiao family, the huge attic, shows the vicissitudes of time.
As the most important place of the Xiao family, the defense is extremely strict, and it is listed as a forbidden place on weekdays, and only after the coming-of-age ceremony will it be temporarily opened for disciples to choose their martial arts and fighting skills.
When Qiu Liluo arrived, there were already many disciples standing outside the Douqi Pavilion, their faces were solemn, quietly listening to Xiao Zhan's words.
"Hey, he's actually here too?" Qiu Liluo's eyes swept and saw a teenager at the back of the crowd who should have been eliminated.
His sword eyebrows are high, his eyes are like frost, and the black power suit on his body gives him a feeling of rejection thousands of miles away, and his immature cheeks are a little red and swollen, which seems to be the injuries left by yesterday's hard fighting.
"Nice kid. ”
For Xiao He's senses, autumn is even better.
At this time, the closed door of the Douqi Pavilion slowly opened under the impetus of the two guards, and the dull crunching sound gave people only the feeling of anticipation and excitement here.
At the moment when the door was completely opened, Xiao Zhan, who was standing in front of the door, also spoke, and said: "After testing your own attributes, you can enter it, remember, after entering, take the passage corresponding to your attributes!"
"Yes. ”
The children of the family below, all with red faces and thick necks, shouted excitedly.
"Yes, you, the patriarch, are also conscientious. Qiu Liluo walked up to Xiao Zhan and said with a chuckle.
"Why are you here?" Xiao Zhan was surprised.
"Come and see. ”
Qiu Liluo smiled, looked into the depths of the gate with deep eyes, and then walked in.
Walking into the Douqi Pavilion, the layout inside is in full view, all the fighting skills are concentrated in the hall, the number is extremely large, fortunately, they are all classified and placed, otherwise you have to find your own suitable in these fighting skills, I am afraid that by tomorrow morning, there will not be enough time.
"The ban here is really too weak. ”
Qiu Liluo's brows furrowed slightly, the prohibition of the land of family inheritance, the weak one is really unsightly, although no one will run to snatch the Yellow Rank Fighting Skill with nothing to do, but what about the future?
With a flick of his fingers, a purple light flashed and disappeared, submerging into the Douqi Pavilion, increasing the existing forbidden power inside countless times.
"Yan'er now has all the fighting skills, and it's time to prepare something for that little doll. A smile flashed in Qiu Liluo's eyes, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and the smile he brought seemed a little weird.
Raising his hand a little, a faint purple light flashed, and an extra picture scroll appeared in the area of the wind attribute.
"Wind attributes, wind attributes. Not long after Qiu Liluo left, a young man in a black power suit, with a constant muttering in his mouth, stepped on the passage to the wind attribute area.
His body was thin, but his steps were extremely steady, and his seemingly calm eyes were full of heat and excitement.
Xiao He didn't know what was the right exercise or fighting technique for him, and he didn't have a definite answer in his heart, all he thought was to see which exercise was more eye-catching.
He has no friends, because they have all been brushed off by the coming-of-age ceremony, and now Xiao He is alone, and compared to the crowds around him, he is out of place.
"What is this?"
Xiao He walked to a wall of light, his brows furrowed deeply, and he said to himself: "Is this a technique or a fighting technique? Xuannu Zhenjing, what a strange name." ”
Each exercise and fighting technique has a small wooden block, which is marked with its grade and utility, but there is no here, which deeply affects Xiao He's heart.
Xiao He had been delayed here for a long time, and by the time he came back to his senses, it had been less than an hour since the Douqi Pavilion was closed.
"Open!"
Xiao He let out a sigh, and the pale yellow fighting spirit covered his arm, with the sound of breaking the air, and bombarded the wall of light fiercely, and the strong wind brought up the hair on his forehead.
Bang!
The whole room seemed to shake with a bang, dust fell, and tables and shelves shook.
"How so?"
When the palm of the hand bombarded the wall of light, a faint halo of light covered the scroll, causing ripples and low-resolution vibrations.
Xiao He was a little hard to believe, the strength of this palm had reached the seventh stage of Dou Qi, and he couldn't open the thin light curtain, and he didn't even leave a trace.
Time is running out, is there going to be nothing?
Xiao He's face was full of frustration.
At this time, there was a burst of laughter, and then a black-clothed young man holding the back of his head with both hands appeared in Xiao He's eyes, and he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Young Master Xiao Yan, I can't break this wall of light, can you help me?"
"Huh?"
Xiao Yan was stunned, turned his head to look, and found a slightly familiar young man, standing anxiously in front of a wall of light, and it could be seen from his red and swollen hands that he had tried his best.
"Isn't he the clansman who only has the fifth stage of fighting spirit?" After a slight groan, Xiao Yan remembered this young man who had suddenly risen to prominence.
In Xiao He's expectant gaze, Xiao Yan walked to the wall of light and stopped, stretched out his palm, and exhaled lightly.
After the body fell silent slightly, in an instant, like thunder, Xiao Yan's body spun sharply, his right leg was whipped out violently, and his trouser leg also made a sound of breaking wind under the strong strength.
Boom!
Xiao Yan kicked the corner of the wall of light hard, and the ripples spread rapidly, and finally exploded in Xiao He's shocked gaze.
"Okay, the Douqi Pavilion is about to close, you take it..."
Before Xiao Yan finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, stared blankly at the picture scroll in the wall of light, and said to himself dumbfounded: "It, why is it here?"
This picture scroll, Xiao Yan has seen it once in the autumn room, its horror, Xiao Yan still has palpitations. It's a pity that although this exercise is powerful, it is not suitable for men to cultivate.
Retracting his thoughts, Xiao Yan looked at Xiao He's eyes full of sympathy, and didn't know how to explain this exercise to him, so he had to raise his hand and pat him on the shoulder, saying, "Take care." ”
"Thank you, Young Master Xiao Yan. Xiao He said seriously.
"Hmm. ”
Glancing at the scroll again, Xiao Yan nodded, and then disappeared at the end of the passage in Xiao He's grateful gaze.
Retracting his gaze, Xiao He picked up the scroll, looked at it in his hand for a while, and muttered, "What kind of exercise is this?"
With a deep curiosity, he stuffed the scroll into his arms and walked towards the gate.
Next to the heavy gate, more than a dozen guards firmly blocked the doorway, and in the corner of the door, an expressionless old man sat upright on a chair, holding an ink-stained pen in his hand.
Walking to the door, Xiao He handed the scroll in his arms to the old man.