Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 22: Revealing Your Painting Skin (Please collect and read)

"Huang Yushen...passed."

"Three taels of money."

"pass."

"Dong Lianqiao."

"pass."

……

"Tang Lin'er...passed."

The five people in front were all pretty good, but they had some difficulty and were even sweating profusely when passing through the sandbag bombardment formation.

However, when Tang Lin'er passed by, something was a little strange.

When the sandbags hit him, Zhou Ping'an discovered that this guy had subtle counterattack movements every time.

It seems that all the joints in the body are suddenly stretched...

What is shown is that the shoulders suddenly become wider, the chest suddenly becomes thicker, and the waistline suddenly becomes thinner.

As the twenty-four steps are completed, if you look carefully, you can see that this guy is like an amoeba, changing his body shape at any time...

If a sandbag hits the body, it will bounce directly, and all the momentum will be offset.

It's not about relinquishing force, but about countering attack with attack.

Without moving his limbs, his body stretched and deformed into fists, knocking the sandbags away in advance.

Not to mention, his stance is also extremely stable and agile.

When I walk, it feels like flowing clouds and flowing water.

This time, let alone the nursing staff, even Wei Dazui changed his expression slightly and turned to look at Lin Ziqi, the commander of the nursing home.

No need to ask.

Everyone knows the reason.

Wei Dazui drew pictures every day, bragging about how exquisite and powerful the wave-cutting power of the wave-cutting knife was.

All the characteristics of Zhan Lang Jin’s luck were explained.

Catching the desires of everyone.

Where can I still not recognize it at this time?
Even if Tang Lin'er had not fully mastered the Wave-Severing Technique, he must have learned the power-transporting method to an inseparable degree.

The sight of the sandbag in front of him reaching his body and being knocked away was the best example.

And, most importantly, after Tang Lin'er passed through the sandbag formation, he didn't waste much time... He casually exchanged a few words with Zhou Ping'an and then stood behind Lin Ziqi.

What does this mean? Needless to say?

……

Wei Dazui let out two heavy breaths and wanted to say something, but finally said nothing.

Turning to look at the servants of the guards: "Who else wants to try to pass the stake formation? If not, this trial selection will be..."

"There is still one."

Zhou Ping'an took one step forward.

"You want to try too?"

“Don’t everyone have a chance?”

Zhou Pingan asked in surprise.

Opportunities are rare, so don’t worry too much about what others think or think.

After his muscles and bones were fully developed, Zhou Ping'an's mentality of putting everything first and being careful to survive changed slightly.

At this time, you have to show yourself.

At least, the results of Rou Shui Eight Styles must be shown.

If not, why would you learn the wave-cutting knife?

Wei Dazui laughed loudly.

But he remembered that he had not given any pointers to the other party.

Judging from the other party's attitude, it seems that he didn't put any thought in advance to curry favor with Lin Ziqi, the commander of the nursing home.

There was no eye contact with the worshipers who came to watch the excitement.

In his memory, Zhou Ping'an only came to the martial arts field two days ago to take a look. Seeing that he really couldn't learn anything, he quickly resigned and went back to his courtyard to sleep without seeing anyone.

It would be a joke to say that with his foundation and pile skills, he could survive this sandbag pile formation.

Tang Lin'er also had a strange face.

Just after he passed, he went to Zhou Pingan and said a word.

"Be careful of the nursing staff pushing the sandbags. Those people may be heavy-handed. If you are not sure, it's best not to try. You won't be able to pass."

Jealousy changes people beyond recognition.

If Tang Lin'er went on the field for a trial, the opponent would still have to use a little more force to push the sandbag and hit people.

Then, when Zhou Ping'an comes on stage, he may even have to use up the energy to feed himself.

Because, apart from the two Lianjin martial arts masters and Wei Dazui, he is the only first-class guardian now.

But the strength shown is the weakest.

He was able to become a first-class nursing home only because he defeated Wei Dazui through trickery and received generous treatment.

Who wouldn’t be jealous of this situation?
Anyone would be happy to pull him down and step on him a few times.

Not to mention, by suppressing him, he could have a good relationship with Wei Dazui, the master of the art.

Standing firmly in the Lin Mansion compound... Human nature is like that.

No grudges.

The sandbag already weighed one to two hundred kilograms, but when someone pushed it with all his strength, it was no less than a cow, and it hit it with its head calmly.

In this situation, let alone Zhou Ping'an, even Tang Lin'er might not be able to survive this situation.

It can range from failure of the trial to severe injuries such as broken bones and tendons.

Zhou Ping'an, why?
Soon, he saw what Zhou Pingan relied on to dare to break through the soft water pile array.

The sandbag roared, its own force rocking back and forth, plus the hundreds of kilograms of strength from the guard who secretly held back his malicious intent.

The impact was as loud as a battering ram.

Zhou Ping'an, on the other hand, seemed not to notice the malice and targeting of others at all.

Just take care of yourself and take eight soft steps.

One step was about to leap forward, and the other step was to fall down and shrink the head.

Three steps forward like a bow, four steps forward and looking back...

There is no action of sinking shoulders or elbows or releasing force.

There was no rush to open the ridge and counter attack.

Instead, he walks normally and his movements are smooth, like walking on waves.

The sandbag hit him hard, as if it had been smashed into a pool of water, with no solid feeling at all.

Those with sharp eyes can even see the ripples appearing on Zhou Pingan's body.

Not only the clothes, but also the exposed neck and arms all rippled.

Then there is no more then.

The force of the sandbag rocking back and forth, the force of the deliberate push, was completely gone.

After Zhou Ping'an finished walking the twenty-four steps, he closed the pose.

The surroundings have become silent.

Those pushing the sandbags, those watching the show, the jealous ones, and the envious nursing staff were all stunned.

The scene where Zhou Ping'an made a fool of himself in his imagination did not happen at all.

On the contrary, he was more relaxed and comfortable than anyone else, and it was not difficult at all.

It makes people like me look like clowns...

……

Lin Ziqi could no longer sit upright in the Taishi's chair and watch the show. He suddenly stood up, his eyes widened and his breathing was very rapid.

He was shocked and extremely uncomfortable.

Tang Lin'er, who was standing nearby, could even feel the boundless anger and jealousy in the heart of the nursing director.

Others may not know what the strange appearance on Zhou Ping'an's body represents.

Lin Ziqi could see it at a glance.

That is the secret breathing method of the Lin family.

Lin Ziqi grew up in the Lin family since he was a child...

As a domestic servant, he was loyal all the way, promoted and valued based on his merit.

Moreover, he followed the third lady to Qingyang County to open up trade routes, worked hard and fought countless bloody battles.

Even he was not qualified to be taught the "Tidal Breathing Method".

The new nursing home in front of me has only been in the Lin family for a few days, and there is nothing worth taking a second look at.

What virtues and abilities does he have, and what reason does he have to gain the attention of his master?

Even, even, the third lady made an exception and taught him the core skills that the Lin family does not teach.

'That's not fair...'

Lin Ziqi's eyes were full of disbelief, and he was shouting wildly in his heart; but Wei Dazui couldn't hold it back for a long time, and stepped out with a quick step.

"Zhou Pingan, on the day of selection, your muscles and bones were still weak and your lower body was loose.

Now, in order to obtain the inheritance of Wave-cutting Sword, he accidentally showed his weakness...

Tell me, why did you hide all your knowledge and join the Lin family secretly? What's the intention? "

Zhou Ping'an laughed dumbly, but he understood Wei Dazui's objection.

After all, he was the "culprit" who caused his lower evaluation and made him feel disgraced and denied promotion.

Under such circumstances, it is normal to think of ways to target yourself and to vent your anger.

However, if you want to throw dirty water on yourself by being suspected of being a spy, it won't work.

"Wei Huyuan, your qualifications are dull and your brain is not very good. Maybe you don't know very well. This person will make progress...

The rapid progress and transformation may be beyond your imagination, but it is a fact. "

"I do not believe."

Wei Dazui's eyes suddenly became fierce.

Taking a deep breath, he surged forward like a bear or a tiger.

He rushed to Zhou Ping'an in a few steps, raised his palm as a sword, and struck it down with a bang...

"Watch me peel off your painting..."

(End of this chapter)