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"I'll teach you a trick first, one of the five tricks, charging strength. Ye Zifeng said lightly, his elegance has been integrated into the bone marrow, and he has always maintained a warm affinity between his words and demeanors.

Erbao listened carefully, he had learned one of the five tricks, and he had been amazed by the wisdom of the ancestors inherited from the historical civilization, and the simple and easy-to-understand and unfathomable flexible moves were another manifestation of the profound and profound cultivation world.

Charge power,Auxiliary skills that reduce the consumption of spiritual power to the minimum,Spiritual power is hidden in the body surface,Released at the moment of attack contact,There will be no reduction in strength,But it saves a lot of consumption compared to the continuous release of spiritual power,The master's magic skill,Even simpler than stepping into the air,Maximize the control of timing,Easy to understand but difficult to refine。

"This move is very strong, what kind of move did someone come up with. Erbao shook his head secretly, he couldn't catch up with the micro-operation of power by his predecessors.

"It's too easy, I haven't let you learn it before, your lessons will get closer and closer, and there won't be much time left to relax. Ye Zifeng said with a light smile.

Course?

Erbao didn't understand, and he was going to class when no one cared about him? Or did the inner court already pay attention to him.

"Senior brother, I want to ask you something, did the inner court arrange for you to come over and teach me the thunder trace?" Erbao asked solemnly, if it was the inner court, then his identity should be revealed soon.

Ye Zifeng was stunned for a moment, "How could it be, it was Van der Sar who called me." ”

Edwin?

Erbao was a little disappointed, but the inner courtyard still ignored him, this attitude was really amazing, even his master didn't care about him, it seems that the classes were all arranged by Vandersar.

Disappointment is just a moment of sentimentality, the necessary training is still in full swing, a morning of trying, Erbao is not easy.

The mastery of charging power is really difficult, a moment of spiritual power release requires very accurate insight, any unexpected situation may change the next second of action, for an idiot like him, a casual accident can make him panic.

Ye Zifeng has always been his sparring partner, this is the real responsible mentor, from the most basic standing training, to sporadic dodge training, to the final actual combat training, each step of the ampere step by step, completely different from Van der Sar's kind of tiger and sky-high character.

Erbao's growth speed made Ye Zifeng frightened, the deeper the contact, the more amazing it made him, this teenager has unlimited potential, and his enthusiasm for fighting is unique, talent is one thing, but the goal is his own choice, but this injury, can he really stand it.

"Take a break, if you don't practice, you won't learn. "Erbao practiced for a morning, but he didn't find the trick to charge his strength, the most important thing is that once he enters the actual battle, he can't touch Ye Zifeng at all, and he can't grasp the timing of the release of spiritual power at all.

"Then go back and take a look, Van der Sar should be sober, let him be your sparring partner should improve, I'm good at dodging, he prefers the feeling of collision. Ye Zifeng nodded, the skillful use of charging power needs to be accumulated, and it is difficult to master it in a short time.

In the courtyard of the post station, Wu Wen was doing push-ups with Van der Sar, this kid had jumped a little in the last few seconds, and he actually dared to kick the wise and martial crane in the morning.

Van der Sar drank too much, his mouth was still sober, and the first thing he did when he got up was to clean up Wu Wen fiercely, and he would go to heaven if he didn't teach him anymore.

"Wow, your training method is very primitive, but that's actually the most effective. Ye Zifeng saw the spectacular scene in the courtyard as soon as he came back, he didn't know the complicated relationship between several people in the courtyard, and he agreed with Van der Sar's training method.

Physical fitness is the foundation of a warrior's toughness, and physical toughness is essential.

"Hearing Wu asked, don't think I'm bullying you, this will help you a lot, see the comments of professionals, this is a scientific method. ”

Getting Ye Zifeng's affirmation, Van der Sar was even more rampant, but he didn't expect that his little trick was actually linked to science.

Wu asked hey,

"Van der Sar, why are you bullying Wu again. Erbao followed behind Ye Zifeng indifferently, and Wu asked that it was really hard, why was he tied to Van der Sar.

"Third Ancestor, you blame me for saying that, I didn't bully him, you went out to train in the morning, which stimulated Wu Wen's fighting spirit in his heart, is this just coming to me, if you want to train and train, this kid still has a little bit of self-motivation. Van der Sar shook his head and sighed bitterly, how could his own painstaking three ancestors not understand.

After listening to Van der Sar's words, Wu Wen really wanted to cry without tears, when did I Nima say that I was going to train, this Nima actually bullied me with righteousness and awe, can I be more shameless.

But what can Wu Wen say, people are under the eaves,......

Wu Wen's training didn't last long, Van der Sar didn't bother to care about him, just a small lesson, for the further sparring of the three ancestors, Van der Sar agreed, his strength just nowhere to use, it was his honor to bring improvement to the three ancestors.

The monks on the Amber Continent occupy the ninth layer of the world's population, after all, the starting point of cultivation is very low, a inheritance stone, everyone can cultivate, it is really a magnificent country of all the monks.

In a dark corner of the Amber Continent, an old man wearing a sheepskin jacket, his face full of wrinkles was about to see the end of his life, but a pair of eyes were shining, holding a bag of cigarettes, sitting quietly by a small river, leisurely fishing for small fish.

"Head, big news, the three ancestors have been resurrected. ”

Behind the old man, a middle-aged monk stood there respectfully, with his back turned away, and his face could not be seen, but he was wearing the silver-white robe of the outer courtyard of the Shattered Mountain.

The old man's fingers moved imperceptibly, and a hoarse voice sounded.

"Who knows all this news?"

"The old disciples of the Shattered Seal Mountain Dean all know, and Van der Sar also knows that Lu Wenhan is still controlling the news, and I haven't seen the three ancestors yet, and the specific feature is gray eyes, and there is no breath of life on his body. The middle-aged man said respectfully.

"Very good, I know, there is no need to mention this news again, you can go back, and besides, I am no longer in charge. The old man waved his hand gently, and his withered arm looked like it might break at any moment.

The middle-aged man didn't say much, silently retreated to the shadows, and disappeared into the jungle behind him.

Quietly, the old man sat silently by the river, the wrinkles on his face were slowly stretching, and finally returned to his face, the years were really ruthless, and his time could not go back.

Three ancestors?

The old man shook his head to himself, leaving only infinite emotion in his heart.

Van der Sar, it's all for you.

The old man stood up slowly, and disappeared into the creek with staggering steps, and the fishing rod silently let him stay there, which was meaningless.