People are in Douluo, not martial arts

Chapter 26 Classic Bridge, I am familiar with this

Han Yi and the two were brought out from the sea of ​​flowers by Ning Fengzhi with a black face.And was severely criticized and educated, the content of the education can be summed up as 'Don't fuck with my cabbage, or you will die'.

But, is he, Han Yi, the kind of person who would succumb to the majesty of the suzerain?

He is not.

So, within a few days, there were two children playing together again in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Han Yi always insisted on his teaching task.When I was having fun with Xiao Rongrong, I instilled some ideas such as 'be gentle and kind to others; be respectful to elders; be humble and polite' in daily life.

It is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Under the guidance of his words and deeds, Xiao Rongrong will always become the shape he wants.

Besides, in the previous animation, Ning Rongrong was already 12 years old when she appeared.Now she is only 6 years old, and many of her character's vices and defects have not obviously formed.

As for the beautiful ideas that I instilled in her, she is still very willing to accept those beautiful ideas that are common to all human beings.

This lesson seems to be not as difficult as imagined.

At this time, Xiao Rongrong was leading Han Yi through a training ground for outer disciples.

"Boy in front, stop." A dozen or so outer disciples on the training ground suddenly surrounded him.

"Boy, do you dare to come and compete." One of the disciples, who was obviously bigger than the others, asked with both fists clasping each other.

"That's right. If you don't dare, stay away from Miss Rongrong." One of the disciples accidentally slipped the tongue.

"Boy, don't say we bully you. The people here, except for the assistant soul master, you can choose whoever you want to fight with." A disciple who looked like the leader said, and the other disciples let out a smirk of 'hehehe' when they heard it.

"You outer disciple, I'm not interested in knowing what your name is. Get out of the way quickly, or believe it or not, I will let you pick up your bags and go down the mountain tomorrow." Seeing these outer disciples, Xiao Rongrong wanted to embarrass Han Yi , and immediately resumed her style of a young lady.

Han Yi is familiar with this kind of plot, and he knows how to proceed in the next plot.

I saw him say to the group of outer disciples:

"Are you dissatisfied with me? You have low self-esteem, you dare not get close to Rong Rong, but you don't necessarily want others to get close? You want to be jealous here, why not train yourself more."

It seems that Han Yi mentioned their inner weakness and exposed their intentions; the outer disciples were full of enthusiasm.

"I don't know what you are talking about, I just want to discuss with you." One of the disciples said angrily.

"Yes, we just want to discuss with you."

. . . . . .

Seeing more than a dozen people on the opposite side, Han Yi was alone.Xiao Rongrong didn't want to, so she stepped forward to help.

But Han Yi stopped her and pulled her behind.Then he said to many outer disciples:

"It's okay, if you haven't played a game, you guys will find it difficult to settle down after all."

"Come on together, lest you say that I bully you."

After Han Yi finished speaking, he bent his knees and took an empty seat, and took out the Guzheng that he had just made a few days ago from the soul tool that Bone Douluo had given him.Put the Guzheng on the knees, put your hands on it, gently touch it, and a pleasant rhythm will sound.

"It's too arrogant, he treats us like nothing."

"Yes, I'm going to beat him up later."

"Why are you talking so much? I'll give you buffs, just go straight to it."

The chaotic disciples will soon unite the front.Obviously they couldn't see Han Yi, and kept loading coins again and again.

One of the auxiliary department's soul masters was the first to attack.He summoned his martial soul, which is a glazed pagoda with insufficient ceiling, with only three floors.

"The pagoda is famous. One is strength; the other is speed."

This disciple, two spirit rings appeared under his feet, one white and one yellow.It seems that he was still born in the direct line, but because of his lack of aptitude, he stayed in the outer sect.

Everyone has been augmented, strength and speed.They called out their martial souls one after another, forming a team of three or five to form a battle formation.

Looking at the many disciples who quickly formed a formation, Han Yi thought to himself, "Sure enough, as expected, they are from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Even the outer disciples have a good sense of fighting." '

"Hey..." Seeing the outer disciples on the opposite side, they were all ready, and their spirit rings were all lit up.As soon as Han Yi's playing technique changed, there was a sudden sense of killing, accompanied by the sound of the piano.

The area where the outer disciples were located was covered by sound waves with soul power.Everyone suddenly felt as if they were in the harsh winter, with the icy cold wind blowing by.If you look carefully, you will find it.On them, some people's clothes began to show small cracks, and some people's hair broke and fell.

"Do it, the first soul skill, Wave Slash."

A martial soul is a disciple of an iron sword, and he used a soul skill.Of course, he didn't dare to cut directly at Han Yi, his target was only the guzheng used by Han Yi.

When the sword light struck, Han Yi touched the strings with his right index finger.

"Dum..." On the guzheng, when the strings trembled, a sound wave visible to the naked eye swayed.The sound wave evolved into a wind blade, facing the incoming iron sword.

With a "bang", the disciple of the Iron Sword Wuhun was sent flying by the blow, and fell more than ten meters away, struggling but unable to get up.

"The third form of Guzheng fingering: Luanzhao."

Han Yi put on a name pretendingly, and plucked at the strings with both hands.

"Xuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu> of sound waves and wind escape, but also to the opposite crowd.

Don't ask why you can let the wind escape without using seal seals.The question is, Muji casts spells.

The sharp blade cut through the clothes and skin of many outer disciples.Immediately, everyone fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and each of them looked like at least seven or eight knives.

Don't look at the disciples who fell to the ground, with their hair disheveled and bleeding all over their bodies; in fact, Han Yi had already avoided their vital points and was not fatal.

"There is colored glaze turned out of the pagoda; the third is: soul."

Suddenly a voice sounded outside the crowd.Accompanied by the sound, a ray of light enveloped the many disciples who fell to the ground.In the light, their injuries gradually healed, and their painful expressions slowly disappeared.

Seeing this, Han Yi knew that a senior in the sect had made a move.

"A song that breaks the heart, where can I find a bosom friend at the end of the world."

As Han Yi said, he stroked the guzheng and put it back into the soul tool.

"Presumably, this is the direct disciple of the bone worshipper, right? Ning Que, the chief elder of the outer sect."

Hearing this surname, one knew that the chief elder of the outer sect was a member of the Ning family; an absolute descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Elder Ning is polite, disciple Jia Ming." Han Yi held out the gift of a junior.

"I don't know if these outer disciples have offended Miss and Jia's biography. I will definitely punish them severely."

This old man seems to be advancing in retreat.

"It's nothing, it's just a discussion with the same school." Han Yi waved his hands.When Xiao Rongrong saw Han Yi say that, she just hummed and didn't care.

"Elder Ning, Rongrong and I will bid farewell first." After speaking, Han Yi pulled up little Rongrong and walked towards the inner door.

Elder Ning looked at the two people who were going away, and said to himself:

"What an interesting disciple."

"Brother Ming, what soul skill did you use just now? It looks so powerful." Xiao Rongrong looked curious.

"It's just some small skills, small methods. But there are too many things involved. If you want to learn, there is nothing you can't learn in ten or eight years."

"Can I learn it too? But my martial spirit is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which can only assist, not attack, right?" Xiao Rongrong asked back, with deep regret in his words.

"Did you see me using Wuhun just now? All I used just now was a superb rhythm and a technique I created myself." Han Yi replied.

"Surgery?" Xiao Rongrong looked puzzled, saying that he had never heard of it.

"'Shu' is the collective name for all my self-created soul skills." Han Yi explained to her.

"Do you know a lot of self-created soul skills? It's that kind of 'skill'."

"There are quite a lot." Han Yi thought to himself, 'I still have one or two hundred, and there will be more in the future'.

"Brother Ming, I want to ask you a very serious question." Xiao Rongrong deliberately put on a serious face: "Are we good friends?"

"Of course it is." Han Yi gave an affirmative answer.

"Then between good friends, should you teach me some self-created soul skills?"

"It's not a big problem."

"It's not a big problem, so are you teaching or not?"

"Teach."

. . . . . .

The two walked against the setting sun on the square avenue back to the inner gate. The afterglow of the west slant made their shadows very close and stretched very long.

　Seeing this, it is estimated that it is a real living person.Give some recommended collections, give some traces of living people, and let me know that I am not alone.

　　


(End of this chapter)