Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Trading of Combat Skills
"By the way, why don't you rest? It's easy to be suspicious of going outside in broad daylight. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" Hang Yige always likes to look at Lu Dian's eyes very seriously when he speaks, because Lu Dian is wrapped in his robe all over his body, and he can't see anything else except his eyes.
"Oh, then I'd better go back. Lu Dian turned around and wanted to leave.
Hang Yige's blue eyes kept rolling in his sockets. Lu Dian didn't take a few steps before he felt a gust of wind winding in front of him. Lu Dian stopped and looked at Hang Yige, who was also looking at Lu Dian's eyes very seriously.
"Can you teach me combat skills?" Hang Yige's eyes were full of eagerness.
Lu Dian didn't know if he had ever asked other Shura like this, at least, he had never seen this kind of look Lu Dian had ever seen, not even in Hua Ling's eyes. In Valin's eyes, in addition to the desire for cultivation, it is actually more of a desire mixed with other things. In their eyes, cultivation is more like a means than a lifelong pursuit. Just like when he was on Earth, many of the students around Lu Dian were mostly learning as a means of making a living, rather than a lifelong pursuit. And Hang Yige in front of him, when he said the word combat skills, he never had a trace of hesitation, his desire was simple and pure.
"Why are you looking for me?" Although Lu Dian didn't say it explicitly, Shura's combat skills were obviously higher than his own, and if he didn't have the method of cultivating truth and the aid of painting, it was still a matter of whether he could defeat these Shura.
"I've never seen your combat skill of stopping arrows, can you teach me?" Hang Yige said seriously.
Lu Dian thought for a while and said, "Even if I am willing to teach you, you can't learn it." And I won't stay here for too long, I don't have time to teach you. ”
"I can trade with you with other skills. The combat skills of the third rank of the yellow level can only be learned by the real high-level Shura. Hang Yige suddenly became a little gangster, tempting Lu Diandao.
Where did Lu Dian know what level of the yellow-level third-rank combat skill was, but this young Shura's words revealed his flaws. Lu Dian said lightly: "How do you know that I am not a high-level cultivator?"
"Your accent is so weird, you can tell it with one mouth. Let's find a place in the middle of nowhere to trade. Hang Yige said with a wink.
Lu Dian grinned unconsciously, no wonder Adaro behaved like that when he was learning language with Adaro at that time, he repeatedly emphasized to himself. It turns out that these Shura can be distinguished by the pronunciation of different languages. His accent can be regarded as a lower riba person, no matter where he goes, he has never been misunderstood by other Shura, at most he is a different Shura, and he is definitely not a high-level Shura. Wait, what should the High Shura look like when he speaks? Lu Dian reviewed his conversation with Mo Yin, and found nothing unusual.
Regarding the cultural barrier, Lu Dian can only sigh helplessly.
"I don't have combat skills, so I can't trade with you. Hang Yige, the great warrior of the future, let's take our leave. As soon as Lu Dian finished speaking, he turned around, and the power of the fox was slightly mobilized and disappeared directly.
Hang Yige was stunned on the spot, and then scolded angrily: "Liar, liar." He even said that he didn't know how to fight!liar!" Then, he changed back to a slender appearance and muttered: "But it's really powerful, it will disappear in a blink of an eye, I'm afraid this speed is not the yellow level, at least they are all Xuan-level combat skills." Must learn, must learn. He looked around, suddenly pointed in one direction and smiled: "Hmph, I want to run away from under my Hang Yige's nose, unless you can fly! Xuan-level combat skills, the future great warrior Hang Yige is here to hug you!" After speaking, there was a slight uproar and ran in the direction that Lu Dian left, without the slightest deviation.
Lu Dian returned to the courtyard of Moyin, sat cross-legged and continued to practice. This is the foundation of his current life, especially after having seventeen divine weapons, Lu Dian's strength has increased greatly, and his cultivation speed has improved by leaps and bounds. He could no longer tell what level of his abilities were. If you look at it purely from the realm of cultivation, his sea of qi is still a sea of qi, and if he does not enter the Five Elements, he does not form a pill, and it is still a period of qi induction. However, as a qi induction period, he can control the weapon and raise the weapon with his body, which should be the ability that can only be possessed during the foundation building period. And it's basically effortless for him to use the Stacked Waves Nine now, and although he can't use it consistently, it's no problem at all for a short encounter. If such an effect is to be achieved in the cultivation world, the realm must at least be close to the realm of Gewu in the late stage of foundation building.
Could it be that his current strength is in the realm of Gewu? Lu Dian did not compare and could not be confirmed. A steady stream of True Yuan Power poured into the Qi Sea, refining the two little beasts on the Qi Sea Black Mountain, and at the same time warming the quiet scalpel at the bottom of the Qi Sea. Qi Hailang slowly erased the killing aura of the scalpel, and Lu Dian hoped that they could be restrained, not only to become a killing weapon, but also to help save people.
An awe-inspiring aura outside the house fell into Lu Dian's sensing range. It wasn't a silent sound, and it wasn't any Shura that Lu Dian was familiar with. Lu Dian opened his eyes and stood up. That awe-inspiring aura suddenly pressed towards Lu Dian. Lu Dian was full of true yuan, and the true yuan was agitated, forming a huge ball, and all the air pressure that was pressed was removed.
With a bang, the door was broken. A tall Shura stood within the doorframe with two giant axes almost half his length on his back. The tall shape and the giant axe almost blocked the entire doorway.
"I heard that Moyin brought a powerful guy back, I'll take a look!" This Shura has a sideways face, and the two fangs are exposed outside, looking extremely fierce. The exposed pectoral muscles were piled up on his broad chest without any irregularity, and his thick arms had two muscles larger than Lu Dian's head. This style and style is completely like a super boxing champion. Lu Dian was almost half short in front of him, as if he was a giant and a child.
Lu Dian looked at him and said, "It's here, what do you have to say?"
"Hahaha, a little man smaller than Moyin, no matter how powerful he is, he is limited. I like to fight, do you dare to have one?" Shura's gong-like voice burst out with ugly laughter.
"Mo Yin asked you to test me?" Lu Dian was suspicious when he saw that Mo Yin had not returned a Shura of this type for a long time.
That Shura shouted: "It's his business, little man, eat me with a punch!"
This punch is not like a thunderstorm, it is like a big stone smashed over, without any technical content, it is "smashed". But no one dared to underestimate it, because the force wiped the air and sparks. Lu Dian could feel that it was not the effect caused by the surging of the True Yuan, but the result of pure power.
Avoidance is the first feeling. But Lu Dian didn't retreat, he picked up the true yuan and shouted, and the nine layers of the waves rushed towards the big fist. Lu Dian knew that this kind of big man's offensive would fall into his battle rhythm once he began to avoid it, and once he was taken away by others, half of the battle would have been lost. This is how Mo Yin was defeated in his own hands, and Lu Dian knew this routine very well. The only difference is that he uses psychological tactics, and this big man uses strength to break tricks.
The big man obviously didn't expect Lu Dian to take the call head-on. I saw that the layers of qi waves were surging towards him, this huge fist was constantly consumed by this layer of huge waves, he could feel the resistance he was subjected to, and when it finally fell into Lu Dian's palm, the heavy punch that had never missed had no effect except for swinging Lu Dian's robe. The fist landed on Lu Dian's palm, and there was a crisp snap, as if the two of them were high-fived.
But what followed was Lu Dian's fierce eyes. The big man's heart suddenly sudden, and then he felt that his little finger was being held by Lu Dian, and he wanted to stop it vigilantly, but he saw seventeen silver lights rising up...... (To be continued.) )