"You forced me!" Chun Saburo shouted, and his body moved, even more elegant and flexible than Zhao Lang's leisurely palm.

"Hooked," a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Lang's mouth, and in his moves, a trace of flaws were deliberately revealed, and the realm of divine thoughts became more and more urged to the extreme.

"There is a chance," Chun Saburo's eyes were happy, and he secretly thought to himself, it turned out that Zhao Lang's strength was not completely above him, so that with three chances, there might be a possibility of escaping and ascending to heaven!

Thinking of this, Chun Saburo's footwork went faster, and his whole body was erratic, like the most elusive fluttering, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand also continued to stab out, stabbing towards Zhao Lang's vital points.

The greatest power of Ling Bo Weibu is definitely not the same as Duan Yu of the Heavenly Dragon Era, just caring about dodging, this is a peerless body technique, and with the attack, it is enough to make a person's combat power soar. Just like now, Chun Saburo can only use a half-bucket of immeasurable swordsmanship, but with Ling Bo's footwork, the immeasurable swordsmanship, which was originally not profound and mysterious, burst out with a power that first-class martial arts do not have.

Zhao Lang was already "stretched", his figure and footwork became a little flustered, and he was forced to retreat again and again by Chun Saburo from time to time, and even when he was embarrassed, even his sleeves were cut off by the long sword in Chun Saburo's hand.

The expression on Harusaburo's face became more and more joyful, as if he saw that freedom was in front of him, and at this moment, he seemed to have exceeded his level and burst out with a powerful combat power that he could not have imagined.

Zhao Lang sneered in his heart, and he didn't go all out, still hanging Chun Saburo without anger. He is free by nature, but this does not mean that his IQ is not enough, even if Chun Saburo agrees to recite the footwork cheats if he loses, Zhao Lang still will not fully believe it, he deliberately retains his strength at this time and lets Chun Saburo attack, precisely because he wants to steal learning.

That's right, believing in a flower thief without reservation is definitely an extremely irrational behavior, even if it is Chun Saburo's vow to poison again, Zhao Lang still doesn't think so, he wants to learn by himself.

Only in the case that Chun Saburo himself doesn't know, the footwork he learned secretly is the footwork that has absolutely no problem, in the final analysis, in the Condor World, what Zhao Lang really completely trusts is still himself, no matter what he seeks, he can't hope that others will keep their word. People can only rely on themselves.

Ling Bo's body technique is often within easy reach, dodging attacks from places that the opponent can never imagine, and this distance is just shrouded in Zhao Lang's divine thought realm. At this time, Zhao Lang had completely locked Chun Saburo, every step he made, every move he made had been recorded by Zhao Lang's memory comparable to that of a computer, and the secret of Ling Bo's micro-step was rapidly being exposed in front of Zhao Lang's eyes, and this was something that Chun Saburo would never have imagined.

This bet, at the moment when Chun Saburo agreed, in fact, the answer has been determined, no matter after the defeat, whether Chun Saburo is willing to bet on defeat or not, Ling Bo Weibu, Zhao Lang has learned, as for Chun Saburo's victory, is this possible?

Drops of sweat slowly appeared on Zhao Lang's forehead, as if he would be defeated by a long sword in the next moment, the joy on Chunzaburo's face had been fully formed, and he seemed to have smelled the smell of freedom.

However, he was sad and didn't expect that the beads of sweat on Zhao Lang's forehead had nothing to do with this battle at all, and he was sweating because the Divine Mind Realm had been pushed to the limit. And the Divine Mind Realm has reached its limit, which means that Zhao Lang can no longer efficiently steal Ling Bo Weibu, which means that today's battle is meaningless and should be over.

"Beidou Su Sword Technique!" Zhao Lang once again 'embarrassed' dodged Chun Saburo's long sword, and pointed it as a sword, stepping on the seven stars in a row, and actually stabbed Chun Saburo's body very 'accidentally'.

At this time, Chun Saburo had just finished stepping on a hexagram position, and had just moved to another hexagram position, and was hit by Zhao Lang's finger sword.

Hit Zhao Lang's Beidou Su Sword Technique, Chun Saburo's breath was disordered at the moment, Zhao Lang took advantage of the situation and kicked Chun Saburo out of the air, successfully establishing a result.

"You lose, you are willing to lose," Zhao Lang smiled slightly, "Come on, recite the first third of Ling Bo's micro-step footwork to me." ”

Chun Saburo gritted his teeth and stared at Zhao Lang, his eyes were full of unwillingness, almost, almost, only a little bit, he defeated Zhao Lang and successfully gained freedom, but the last step was not good, and he was actually bumped into by Zhao Lang's blind cat and a dead mouse, which was simply unlucky.

"Count yourself lucky," Harumaburo gritted his teeth, "but don't be too happy, tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely win against you!"

Zhao Lang laughed and said: "Win me tomorrow, if you can win tomorrow, I will beat me! Anyway, I have already obtained at least one-third of the footwork formula, if you win against me the day after tomorrow, I will get two-thirds of the footwork formula, and I will not lose anyway." I'll see. ”

"Now, you quickly recite the first third of the footwork!" Zhao Lang smiled, "Don't try to deceive me, Ling Bo micro steps, step by step I Ching sixty-four hexagrams, one-third of the footwork is completed, and it is one-third of a circle, if you can memorize the problem." ”

Zhao Lang looked at Wangchun Saburo's crotch, and said threateningly: "You understand. ”

Chun Saburo was shocked, a cool breath rushed straight to the Tianling cover from the soles of his feet, and he hurriedly recited the first third of Ling Bo's footwork mantra, not daring to pause at all, for fear that Zhao Lang would not believe it and castrate himself, and he didn't even dare to pause, let alone deceive.

Zhao Lang wrote down the mantra, and confirmed it one by one with the footwork he had just memorized through the realm of divine thoughts, and made sure that there was no problem, so he clicked on Chun Saburo's acupoint, continued to tie it up and pressed it, and let Xiong Daxiong Er look at it.

"Ling Bo micro-steps, can you still run?" Zhao Lang smiled evilly, silently walked back to the room, took a pen and paper, and listed the footwork that Chun Saburo had just walked one by one.

Because the duration of the Divine Mind Realm is really not long, Zhao Lang has not recorded many footsteps, but in bits and pieces, there is already most of the Great Zhou Tian, as long as he can fight and observe again, Zhao Lang is confident that he will be able to completely learn Ling Bo's microsteps.

On the other hand, among the stations of the major sects in Xiangyang City, the news that Zhao Lang put down his wild words has already arrived.

His words completely aroused the anger of many young disciples of the sects in Xiangyang City, especially those figures on the martial arts hidden dragon list, who were already gearing up and ready to beat the initiator of this hidden dragon list severely.

It's just that it's impossible to say who will beat whom in the end.

PS: After so long of complaining about the plot, finally, the bloody plot is finally coming. Stay tuned!