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Chapter 9 Jia Zhengyu: Your Excellency has a lot, I won’t argue with you!

Jia Zhengyu had been immersed in the joy of discovering the genius. After a while, he saw the speechlessness on Zhao Tian's face.

He also reacted quickly.

Damn it, this seems to be the second time that I have praised Zhao Tian for his talent in cultivation, right?
It seems like the flattery has hit the horse's hooves again.
However, Zhao Tianzhen is really a genius in practicing the art of controlling objects!

So Jia Zhengyu thought quickly and quickly came up with a new statement.

"Mr. Zhao, you don't know something. As the old saying goes, there is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the arts! Your talent may not be suitable for practicing other techniques, but practicing the Object Control Technique passed down from my ancestors in Jiajia Village is really a good material. !”

Jia Zhengyu paused deliberately before continuing.

"So I'm telling the truth when I say you have the talent for cultivation!"

At this time, he had a meaningful smile on his face and put on the airs of a master.

In Jia Zhengyu's opinion, no one should have ever praised Zhao Tian for his talent in cultivation.

As a master, he should be the first person in Zhao Tian's life to praise Zhao Tian for his cultivation talent. At this time, Zhao Tian should cast a grateful look at himself, right?

The scene in the practice room of Jia Zhengyu praising Zhao Tian for his high talent in practice was seen by the Feng family siblings outside the window.

Yes, the siblings came to take a peek again today.

Originally Feng Xingtong was unwilling to come. After all, who wants to get up early to watch others practice?
And it’s fucking voyeuristic!
However, under her sister's coercion and inducement, Feng Xingtong still compromised.

there's no way!

Feng Xingtong believed that he was not afraid of anything, but only two things in his life.

One is the usually stern father, and the other is his seemingly gentle sister.

Feng Xingtong knew that if he didn't come with his sister to see her.

She really knows how to beat people up!
So, not long after Jia Zhengyu entered, the sleepy Feng Xingtong was pulled over by Feng Shayan.

When they saw Zhao Tian manipulating flying knives to surround themselves, they were shocked.

"You can practice to this level in one day. Brother Tian's cultivation talent is too high, isn't it?!"

Feng Xingtong felt that his dazed mind suddenly woke up.

After all, it was only yesterday that the two siblings saw with their own eyes that Zhao Tian could only control the small flying knife in his hand for a short time.

Can we take off directly today? ?

Feng Shayan's eyes were filled with brilliance.

"With such great talent and hard work, Zhao Tian is truly a special person."

The siblings thought that Zhao Tian would be polite to Master Jia.

However, when he looked towards Zhao Tian, ​​he saw an unhappy expression on Zhao Tian's face.

Um?How is this going?

In the practice room, Zhao Tian got angry looking at the self-righteous Jia Zhengyu.

He was already a little impatient with this master. In Zhao Tian's opinion, it would be better for his younger brother Jia Zhengliang to teach him.

Now hearing him say such words again, Zhao Tian felt even more speechless!
So, Zhao Tian said directly in a deep voice.

"What nonsense!"

The Feng family siblings outside the window were stunned, and Jia Zhengyu also looked confused by what Zhao Tian said.

"what??"

He didn't realize for a moment, where did he say something wrong?
What Zhao Tian said next made Jia Zhengyu go from shocked to speechless.

"Who said I'm not suitable for practicing other techniques?! It only took me three months to practice my family's ancestral Splitting Air Palm to the level of great achievement!"

When Zhao Tian said this, his face was upright and awe-inspiring, as if he was announcing some great deed.

However, his solemn and serious look changed in Jia Zhengyu's eyes.

After hearing what Zhao Tian said, Jia Zhengyu frowned and his expression was tangled.

He didn't even know whether he should cry or laugh now!
Jia Zhengyu was very conflicted in his heart, with two thoughts fighting.

Should I tell him clearly that Splitting Air Palm is just a bad technique on the street.
Even if it’s the Splitting Air Palm handed down from your ancestors, the Zhao family, it’s not any better than the other Splitting Air Palms!Moreover, you learned to split the air palm in three months. You shouldn't be very proud, right?

For ordinary foreigners, it would be slow to learn such a low-level attack technique and achieve great results in just one week!

In the eyes of those geniuses, Splitting the Air Palm is the kind of technique that wastes time and even no dog can learn it.

Good guy, it only took you three months to practice to achieve greatness, and you still got me? ?
Forget it, let’s not hurt Zhao Tian’s self-confidence. In half a month, I will use the Running Palm to show him what kind of palm technique is called advanced palm technique!

Thinking of this, Jia Zhengyu thought that he had generously forgiven Zhao Tian's disrespect.

After taking a deep breath, he said calmly.

"I won't argue with you now. In half a month, you will know how vast this world is. I will teach you the art of controlling objects with all my strength now!"

Zhao Tian was too lazy to argue with Jia Zhengyu and chose to forgive his master.

We'll see in half a month, right?
My family's ancestral Split Sky Palm is worse than the Flowing Palm, right?
Ha ha!

This world is indeed quite vast, I just don’t know who should see it!
So, Zhao Tian nodded slightly and said calmly.

"Master Jia, please give me some advice."

Jia Zhengyu nodded and showed a relieved smile.

Fortunately, this Zhao Tian was more obedient and did not get into trouble with him.

It’s a good material!
Next, Jia Zhengyu did what he said, and wholeheartedly began to teach Zhao Tian to practice the art of controlling objects.
Outside the window, the Feng family siblings looked at each other and silently retreated from the window.

The next step should be Master Jia teaching Zhao Tian how to practice the art of controlling objects, but there is nothing interesting to see.

The siblings slowly left from the corridor.

Before taking two steps, Feng Xingtong couldn't help but talk about what he had just seen.

"Sister, Master Jia said so. Brother Tian is really a cultivation genius, right?"

Zhao Tian's figure and his handsome face appeared in Feng Shayan's mind unconsciously.

When she heard Zhao Tian's name, her pretty face turned red and she spoke softly.

"I think he should be"

Feng Xingtong didn't notice anything strange about his sister, so he thought about it and said again.

"But why is Zhao Tian so protective of their Sky Splitting Palm? This technique doesn't seem to be a big deal."

When Feng Shayan heard her brother's words, she felt a little unhappy for some reason.

At this time, she thought of Zhao Tian's righteous words just now, and she could actually feel a trace of Zhao Tian's dissatisfaction at that time.

Perhaps she didn't even notice that her words and deeds began to slowly favor Zhao Tian.

"Brother, don't talk nonsense! There may be something special about the Zhao family's Air Splitting Palm. It is more difficult to practice. It may be like the art of controlling objects, and it may have some magical effects."

Feng Xingtong glanced at her with some doubts.

"Sister, can this Sky Splitting Palm be compared to the Object Control Technique?"

Feng Shayan's eyes turned cold.

"To shut up!"

Feng Xingtong was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth knowingly.

In the practice room, under the guidance of Jia Zhengyu and the blessing of Zhao Tian's hard work.

His understanding and mastery of the art of controlling objects is growing rapidly.

At the same time, the mechanical beeps in his mind became more and more frequent.

[Object Control: Proficiency +1]

[Object Control: Proficiency +1]

[Object Control: Proficiency +1]

【.+1】

(End of this chapter)