Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 564
Xie Fu was afraid that Mrs. Wang would explain too much nonsense, so he immediately hummed to show that he had heard everything clearly.

Sima Yuntai hummed heavily, expressing his approval: "Okay...good...difficult...accept it?"

Xie Fu was afraid that Mrs. Wang would say one more word, so he hurriedly said, "Yes."

"These nine moves can be used against the enemy alone. After you have learned them all, and then integrate them into one move, the nine moves can be combined into one, which is Consonance Shooting the Moon."

This is profound and profound, and it cannot be explained clearly in a few words. Sima Yuntai doesn't know how much Xie Fu has learned. As a master, he never teaches his apprentices word for word, one trick and one style. It is the trick to break through the jerky and difficult to understand.

Perhaps Sima Yuntai could elaborate more, but what is more important is his own martial arts attainments and comprehension as an apprentice.

You go to talk about literature with an illiterate fool, and you see if the fool understands it. If you have already learned and studied it, you can understand it.

In Xie Fu's mind, the picture of the nine-style villain on the back of the picture of Consonance Shooting the Moon emerged, and he immersed himself in it.

He has tried these nine moves. Except for the first move, which can be easily done by his unique physical talent, the remaining eight moves are all difficult problems in martial arts.

Take this indomitable style as an example, the truth is that if a bird turns into an eagle, the eagle's talent for agility and strength is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary birds.

The Kunlun supreme mental method learned by Xie Fu has already been tempered by Duanmuci to be extremely strong and indomitable.

All things in martial arts lead to the same goal by different routes, and Xie Fu who has the conditions can easily learn this style, and those who can draw dragons can naturally draw tigers.

The second style of Fengxuewangchuan is also a martial arts problem. He didn't just think about and study this martial arts problem today to seek a solution.

Even if I think about it all night, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it.

Now I just think about Mrs. Wang's words, why it is necessary to integrate them into one move, and why the nine moves are unified to shoot the moon with a consonance.

Why not take Consonance Shooting the Moon as a form...

Sima Yuntai saw that Xie Fu was in deep thought, and gave a deep hum: "It's so hard... Do you accept it?"

Xie Fu didn't answer, he waved his sword and gestured: "The wind and snow forget the river!"

Sima Yuntai saw that Xie Fu made this gesture so insubstantial and completely devoid of power, it was really appalling.

Xie Fu said happily, "Ma'am, don't you feel much cooler suddenly?"

Sima Yuntai directly blasted: "Calm down!"

Xie Fu spread out his palms in front of Mrs. Wang: "Look, Xue."

Sima Yunxue saw that there was really a little snowflake on his palm, but it melted quickly.

If she uses this pose, a turbulent vortex will be generated within a range of tens of feet, Fengshui will be separated from the Wangchuan, and the sky will be full of wind and snow.

With a wry smile, this little bit is nothing but cool ass.

Xie Fu said: "I seem to understand why it snows in summer."

Sima said pleasantly, "Do you know the second move?"

She soon realized that she was lost, even if she could comprehend the second pose, it was useless, but Xie Fu's answer made her even more disappointed, "I can't, I just scratched the surface."

"Sparkling prairie fire!"

Xie Fu suddenly swung his sword and used the third style.

Crackling, the trunk of a big tree seemed to be hit by some speckle, but it turned into an ice glow of water vapor.

Sima Yuntai put his hands on his chest and beat it, as if beating his chest and stomping his feet, lowered his eyes, blinded, and sarcastically said: "It's not bad for someone to scratch... tickle."

If she uses this move, sparks will be sparked between the icy light and the air, like a single spark can start a prairie fire, and immortals cannot escape.

The key to Xie Fu's thinking is not the power, but the connection of these nine styles.

The weathering and snow can be divided first, and then the ice can be frozen to start a prairie fire.

Immediately afterwards, the four postures of Kunpeng turning over the clouds, Changhong piercing the sun, sweeping the eight deserts, and crowds forming a city were continuously used.

In the pose where all the energies form a city, I saw a moth in front of me freeze in the air, waiting for Xie Fu to stop the move, the moth flew past my eyes.

In Sima Yuntai's eyes, these four poses are also insubstantial and powerless, and it would be too light for her to tickle, so they can't be a little harder, harder, or more ruthless.

A flash of light flashed in Xie Fu's mind, and he smiled excitedly, "I've figured out this move!"

Sima Yuntai was pleasantly surprised at first, and then looked at Xie Fu as if looking at a fool.

"Second Uncle, come on, take my trick of Consonance Shooting the Moon!"

The eighth form swallows mountains and rivers with anger, he doesn't need to try it, he already knows what's going on.

That is, the pores and qi points of the whole body are connected with this piece of heaven and earth, the sky and the earth are like him, and he is like the sky and the earth, and the surrounding tens of feet are his aura.

Borrow it and use it endlessly.

The previous seven forms are the conditions for achieving the eighth form, and the purpose of swallowing mountains and rivers is also to display the ninth form Peerless.

All the conditions are in order to achieve the ultimate goal - Consonance shooting the moon.

To make a simple analogy, if you want to drink hot water, you must first have water, you must first have a pot, you must first have charcoal, you must first light a fire, and then boil it to a boil.

Any trick must rely on profound mental methods, and the Kunlun supreme mental method learned by Xie Fu is a mental method that includes the profoundness of martial arts.

Of course he didn't learn it for nothing, he also knows the method of swallowing the sky and absorbing energy, and he has a water vein, his body is as vast as the sky and the earth, and his true energy is endless.

This move of Consonance Shooting the Moon is not the original Consonance Shooting the Moon, but the Consonance Shooting the Moon that Xie Fu has integrated and comprehended himself.

"Second uncle, look at the trick!"

Wang Youtong suddenly felt the air constricted and suffocated, his keen martial arts instinct allowed him to fly into the air immediately, and he didn't leave this category until tens of feet away.

There is no wind and snow in the sky, no sparks start a prairie fire, and Kunpeng turns clouds...

Xie Fu directly turned into a consonance and shot away at the moon with a little light, really like a meteor going up against the sky.

Sima Yuntai opened his eyes wide with excitement, and stood up suddenly.

It wasn't the consonance shooting the moon that she was so familiar with, but it was the consonance shooting the moon again.

I can't tell what's different. Consonance shoots the moon.

The moonlight remained, the night sky was silent, and the two of them seemed to disappear out of thin air.

After a long time, something fell quickly.

Xie Fu hugged Wang Youtong and landed steadily.

Xie Fu finally won, Erye finally lost.

Wang Youtong in Xie Fu's arms was bleeding from seven holes, as if his veins were severed.

For some reason, Phantom hung her head sadly, and Meixin shed tears silently.

Only Sima Yuntai is neither sad nor happy.

Wang Youtong said proudly: "Let...I..."

Xie Fu put Wang Youtong down gently, it was hard to imagine that this man who was drinking and chatting with him just now died in his own hands.

But there must always be an ending, either you die, or I live.

Wang Youtong vomited blood: "Yun... Yun..."

Wang Youtong's voice was weak and indistinct, but Xie Fu knew that he was calling for the woman he loved the most in his life. The second master was a hero, but this hero was fascinated by a ghost and ruined himself. thing to come.

Xie Fu said kindly: "Madam, can you come here?"

Sima Yuntai came over and said coldly: "Wang Youtong, if you have something to say, say it!"

"I'm sorry... I killed your husband."

Sima Yuntai said in a deep voice, "You killed your elder brother, Wanzhi's father."

Sima Yuntai's words seemed to irritate him, after Wang Youtong vomited a mouthful of blood, he said softly, "Can you take care of Yunzhi for me?"

Sima Yuntai knew that Wang Youtong was begging himself to let go of Yunzhi, it seemed that he really didn't understand himself at all, this kind of ignorance made this crazy love even more ridiculous, so he responded straightforwardly: "Okay!"

"The last thing, can you give me a hug?" This is a dream he has pursued for 21 years, and he hopes to realize it when he is dying.

Sima Yuntai snatched the sword from Xie Fu's hand, and said calmly: "Wang Youtong, have a good journey!"

(End of this chapter)