He Chengli saw that the little fat man's knife momentum slowed down, and he was overjoyed, thinking that the little fat man had reached the point of exhaustion. He Chengli was about to use his sword to defeat the little fat man, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Although the little fat man's speed slowed down, the power of the knife seemed to have more than doubled. It seems to be an understatement, but it is infinitely killing. He Chengli stabbed at the little fat man's sword, and the little fat man seemed to be careless, but he could always avoid his attack at a dangerous moment.

The officials on the field were also stunned, Xuanyuan Puchen looked at the little fat man's knife technique, frowned, and seemed to be recalling something.

"Phaseless Sword Technique!" Xuanyuan Puchen raised his eyebrows and exclaimed. Obviously, he had already seen the origin of Zhu Xiaopang's knife technique.

"Phaseless Sword Technique!" Wen Feizhang and Shao Song listened to their senior brother's words, glanced at each other, and both saw a look of horror in each other's eyes.

The little fat man in front of him has too many surprises for everyone. First of all, his meager cultivation is beyond the speed of ordinary people, which is eye-catching. Moreover, what he was holding in his hand turned out to be the Qiushui Yanling Knife, a sharp weapon of the ancient gods. Now, he has cast the long-lost "Phaseless Knife Method". This little fat man is really a magical little fat man.

Seeing that the little fat man slashed over with another knife, He Chengli hurriedly met the sword to block. However, the little fat man's knife was slippery like a loach in the water, and it was as soon as it was touched. He Chengli only felt a slight tremor on the sword, and then felt a chill on his neck, and looked sideways slightly. Suddenly, it was like being in an ice cellar, and the body was cold, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his head dripped down his sideburns.

The little fat man's big knife, I don't know when, was already on He Chengli's neck, the little fat man smiled at He Chengli, withdrew his knife, and bowed his hand to He Chengli: "Senior Brother He, admit it!" After speaking, the little fat man strode towards the senior lady.

He Chengli was stupid, like a wood carving, standing in the middle of the field, stunned. He still hadn't figured out how the little fat man's knife could twist from an incredible angle and rest on his neck.

The onlookers next to him didn't react for a while. By the time the recollection came, the little fat man had already returned to the Fairy Sword Villa. Looking at He Chengli's dejected appearance, no one could bear to cheer for the little fat man and hit He Chengli's already broken heart.

"Senior brother, how are you injured?" As soon as the little fat man walked up to Ji Yanling, Qiao Ruyan couldn't wait to ask. With anxious eyes, he looked Zhu Xiaopang up and down, wishing that he could dialyze his belly and see the internal organs.

"Senior Brother". What a warm title! In the impression of the little fat man, this is the first drop of Qiao Ruyan to call himself a junior brother after the master accepted him. The little fat man felt a stream of heat, slowly rising from the soles of his feet and flowing along his thighs to his heart. And through the heart, disperse to the eight veins of the body. Finally, it was gathered overhead. Suddenly, I felt that my chest was no longer stuffy, and it was more effective than taking a panacea. Zhu Xiaopang, who was still sickly just now, immediately rejuvenated his second spring. The face is ruddy, the eyes are sharp, and the domineering side leaks.

The little fat man, who was like a dragon and a tiger, waved his fist a few times and said, "Senior sister, I'm fine." Now it's a tiger coming over, and I'm confident I'll kill it with one punch. ”

Qiao Ruyan didn't look like the little fat man was pretentious, so he was relieved. I saw her stretch out her Qianqianyu hand, lightly tapped it on the little fat man's head, and said softly: "You can't take it lightly, go back to the house in a while, and let your mother help you check it to see if there are any internal injuries?"

"Oh well. The little fat man nodded helplessly.

"Chengli, are you okay?"

He Chengli originally felt that his mind was blank, his eyes were empty, and none of the people around him could be seen, and he was in a boundless chaotic world. Just when He Chengli was about to sink/fall, he heard someone calling his name. So, he tried to open his eyes, and his empty eyes regained a trace of consciousness, and he vaguely saw that he didn't know when the master stood beside him, looking at him with a pair of concerned eyes.

Seeing the master's worried eyes, He Chengli's heart sank, his mind gradually became clear, and the person in front of him gradually returned to normal. He hurriedly said, "Master, the disciple is fine. ”

"You must be frustrated about the failure of the other party's martial arts competition, right?" said Shao Song as if he had seen through his beloved disciple's thoughts.

Hearing Master's words, He Chengli lowered his head and whispered, "The disciple has failed Master's earnest teachings and disappointed Master. As he spoke, his face darkened.

"You must have been confused and confused by the defeat of the Infinite Stage in the Four Elephant Period, and even lost confidence in your hard work, right?"

As the saying goes, a disciple is a teacher. He Chengli's thoughts, Shao Song saw through at a glance.

He Chengli nodded silently and whispered, "The disciple can't figure it out." ”

Shao Song glanced at He Chengli and knew that he was now in a demonic obstacle. If he doesn't wake him up at this time, I'm afraid his cultivation will stagnate, and he may not have any great achievements in his life.

"Actually, you are not defeated in cultivation, but in thinking. ”

After listening to Shao Song's words, He Chengli looked at the master in confusion and said, "The disciple is stupid, I hope the master will point it out." ”

Shao Song said slowly: "From the beginning, your thinking has been pulled by that little fat man. His cultivation is poor, but he is very fast. So, he uses a quick knife to deal with you. And you, too, gave up your own cultivation to a high level of strengths, and even fought with his little fat man for speed. As everyone knows, with one's own shortcomings and the strengths of attacking others, how can there be any reason to be invincible?"

He Chengli raised the corners of his eyes, as if he had an understanding, but he didn't fully understand, and said, "What Master means ......"

Shao Song said: "If you start to use your cultivation to stop his speed, no matter how fast he is, when he encounters your true qi, he will be injured a lot. ”

As soon as Master spoke, He Chengli suddenly realized that he had been empowered. Fortunately, Master's words, otherwise, I would have been entangled in this issue for the rest of my life, and I am afraid that my cultivation will never progress again. It was precisely because of Master's words that I saw the light again. He Chengli knelt on the ground and said gratefully: "Thank you Master for your teachings, the disciple is unforgettable." As he spoke, he stumbled three times.

Shao Song helped He Chengli up, didn't look at others, and walked straight outside.

Besides, Zhu Xiaopang and them were talking, Xuanyuan Puchen walked over and asked with concern: "Xiaopang, are you okay?" ”

Hearing this, the little fat man straightened his chest, slapped his right hand on his chest a few times, and said loudly: "Thank you for your concern, I feel like Zhuang is like a calf now, nothing happens." ”

Seeing the little fat man like this, Xuanyuan Puchen was slightly relieved, seeing that it was not early now, and they would have to go to the back mountain forest tomorrow for the trial, so he said: "I have prepared two wings for you, you go to bed early, and tomorrow will be the official trial." ”

The little fat man nodded, and Xuanyuan Puchen summoned two disciples and took them all the way back to the room.

When they arrived at the wing, they found that the furnishings were very simple, except for a table, on which there was a lamp, and a few chairs leaning against the table. There was only one big bed left, and this bed was big enough to sleep five or six people.

"Master Xuanyuan is really good enough to pick the door, and he got such a simple sword house for us. The little fat man said with a dissatisfied face, without any sense of restraint when he was a guest at someone's house.

Actually, the little fat man blamed Xuanyuan Puchen this time. In Fulong Valley, including the valley lord and the left and right protectors, the furnishings of the rooms are very simple. In their opinion, those who cultivate immortals must endure loneliness and not be tempted/confused by external objects.

During this period, Ji Yanling and her daughter Qiao Ruyan came to see Zhu Xiaopang once, and after making sure that he was really fine, they left with confidence. Before leaving, tell them to go to bed early and recharge their energy to prepare for tomorrow's trial journey.

After Shi Niang and Qiao Ruyan left, the little fat man and the three of them took off their clothes and went to bed, but they couldn't sleep. Gong Can said: "Little fatty, tell us how you can defeat He Chengli, right?"

The little fat man couldn't sleep either, and when Gong Can asked this, he suddenly came to his senses, got up with a grunt, and said, "Okay, I can tell you a story why?"

"What's the story?" asked Lei Guangqi and Gong Can in unison. Obviously, they were also very curious that the little fat man could repeatedly defeat people who cultivated much higher than themselves.

"Ahem. The little fat man cleared his throat, and the story began.

"In other words, there is an acrobatic class that goes to the rivers and lakes to sell art and make a living. This acrobatic troupe is no different from ordinary acrobatic classes, mostly some boulders on the chest, spear tips on the neck, and so on. Anyway, one day, a man came to the acrobatic troupe. The man was dressed in half-worn clothes, and his face was dusty. He found the owner of the acrobatic class, who was drinking tea on the second floor of a teahouse. The man saw the class master and said, "Class master, I want to live in your acrobatic class, and I hope you can take me in." The master of the acrobatic class glanced at the dusty man, took a puff of dry smoke, and asked slowly, "What do you know?" The man said: I will fly as a bird. Pretending to be a bird to fly, is a person, pretending to be a bird, and spinning in circles on the stage. When the class master heard this, he glanced at him contemptuously and said: "Many of us here can fly as a bird, I can't ask you." When the man heard this, he was very sad and said, "Okay, since the class master doesn't need me, then I'll leave." With that, the man jumped out of the window. The head of the class was taken aback, and hurriedly walked to the window to see that something even more surprising was still waiting for him. I only saw that the man had a pair of wings on his back, like a small bird, flying into the distance, leaving only the stunned class master there. ”

After listening to Zhu Xiaopang's story, Gong Can asked puzzledly: "Xiaopang, what does this have to do with your defeat of He Chengli?"

The little fat man smiled mysteriously and said, "This shows that he doesn't know the goods!"

"Haha, it's really yours!" Gong Can and Lei Guangqi laughed. The three of them talked and laughed, and before they knew it, they fell asleep.