my goddess school flower

After breakfast the next morning, Wang Ziqiao called Bai Su, Jin Yu, Zhan Fei, and Matsubara Junko into a large practice room.

"Chunzi, what is the inner strength and mental method you practice?" Wang Ziqiao asked.

"Sura mentality!" Junko Matsubara asked in confusion.

Wang Ziqiao nodded slightly, and looked at the three of Bai Su: "You three, from now on, learn Matsubara Junko's kung fu first, and strive to reach the peak of the third level as soon as possible. Why don't you just learn Matsubara Junko's Asura mentality?"

Bai Su and the others looked at Matsubara Junko. They were not familiar with this woman. Although they often met, they did not say a few words. It was just that Wang Ziqiao had already said so, and they had no objection.

"Junzi, you want to teach the three of them Shura's movement skills, Shura's quick cut, Shura's hidden weapons, and even Shura's 36 sword skills. They are all my people just like you, and they will follow me for life. !" Wang Ziqiao's tone was very serious, without any doubt.

"Master, it takes a lot of hard work to cultivate various skills of the Asura Sect!" Matsubara Junko looked at Bai Su and the other three expressionlessly.

But Bai Su was obviously very unconvinced, and snorted coldly: "It doesn't mean that we can endure hardships like our own kung fu?"

"I can teach you Kung Fu, but it's up to you whether you can persevere!" Junko Matsubara still had a bit of contempt.

"Okay, you guys can practice here first, and I'll go out first!"

Wang Ziqiao didn't get involved in the affairs between them, but found Wei Ziao, and brought Wei Ziao to a small forest in the clubhouse.

Wei Ziao was puzzled: "Master, why did you bring me here?"

Wang Ziqiao shook his hand, and threw Wei Ziao a short sword, while he held a long sword in his hand, and said, "Since you have accepted me as your teacher, you should learn my kung fu. You can't learn kung fu well." , If you don’t meet the requirements, you won’t be allowed to drink in the future!”

"Ah, no, master, I promise I can learn well!" Wei Ziao heard that he didn't have any wine, so it's okay?His eyes widened and he said, "Master, what kind of kung fu are you going to teach me?"

"Alright!"

After saying a word, Wang Ziqiao punched the tree trunk as thick as a bowl, and the leaves flew down and fluttered, while Wang Ziqiao swung his sword like rain, chirping...

The sound of the sword continued, and the shadow of the sword continued, and every leaf was pierced by him with the long sword.

120 leaves, one not too many, one not too little.

After closing the sword, Wang Ziqiao flicked the long sword again, and the leaves on it flew out in a line, and were nailed to the trunk one after another.

"Okay, master, you are great. I want to learn too. What should I do?" Wei Ziao was born with a good drink and was also naturally active. His father told Wang Ziqiao that Wei Ziao once saw people practicing martial arts on TV. , he can learn well.

"There is no trick, just attack forward, sharp eyes and flexible arms, and attack instantly! Come and try!" While speaking, Wang Ziqiao shook off many leaves with his palm.

Wei Ziao nodded, and hastily shook his dagger. With his big eyes, he stared closely at a leaf. After the leaf fell to his side, he shook his dagger, and stabbed the leaf accurately. penetrate.

"Master, look, I succeeded!" Wei Ziao excitedly handed the tip of the sword to Wang Ziqiao.

"What's only one slice? When will it reach 120 slices, show off to me!" Wang Ziqiao glared at Wei Ziao.

"Oh, Master, do you have any wine to drink then?"

"A leaf and a cup of wine, as many swords as you can stab at a time, I will let you drink as many cups!"

"What size cup is that?"

"small handless winecup!"

When Wei Ziao heard this, he pouted immediately: "Master, don't lie to me, I want to drink, I want to practice sword!"

Wei Zi had a haughty face, holding a sword, a little angry.

The two waited, but no one moved.

After a long time, Wei Ziao wondered, "Why didn't Master get me some leaves?"

"Do it yourself, if you can't make it, it's your own business!" Wang Ziqiao put his hands behind his hands, looking like a famous teacher.

"Oh!" Wei Ziao came to a tree in depression, squeezed his left fist, recalled the method Wang Ziqiao gave him, slowly concentrated his energy, and muttered in his mouth: "Don't put it on the tree. If your leaves are knocked down, I won’t be able to practice swords, and if I can’t practice swords, I won’t have wine to drink, and if you don’t give me wine, I’ll beat you!”

boom!

The fist flashed with flames, and Wei Ziao punched out.

click...

The trunk with a thick mouth was broken by a punch, and the leaves were also shaken off a lot.

Wei Ziao didn't care if the tree trunk fell or not, he immediately thrust out his dagger, piercing through two leaves with one strike, but when he retracted his sword and tried to pierce the third leaf, the first two leaves fell off.

"Ah...Master, it's gone!" Wei Ziao was very depressed.

Wang Ziqiao was also very depressed, how could he practice a sword to destroy a tree?If this continues, won't the entire forest be destroyed?

"Come with me!"

As soon as Wang Ziqiao mentioned Wei Ziao, he took Wei Ziao and rushed to the back mountain.

It was only one or two miles away, passing through a hilly area, and came to a ravine.

"Master, why did you come here?" Wei Ziao felt dizzy when his feet fell to the ground, because Wang Ziqiao ran too fast just now.

"There are trees in the mountains, you can hit them as you like, but before hitting them, I will teach you a kind of kung fu for body training. Remember, this kind of kung fu, without the permission of the master, you are not allowed to teach it to others!"

Wang Ziqiao began to instruct Wei Ziao to practice the Demon God Art.

Demon God Art needs to be practiced in conjunction with magic elements. While performing various actions, it can attract external magic elements into the body to temper the flesh and blood cells.

However, Wei Ziao's flesh and blood are already extraordinary. From his magma-like bone marrow, it can be seen that this little guy's body is even more terrifying than that of a fifth-level grandmaster, but he is still too young to activate the blood in his body. energy.

Demon God Art is not a method of refining qi, it is only about blood energy, and it is just suitable for people like Wei Ziao.He also doesn't need to use his mental power to attract natural elements and temper his body.

And Wang Ziqiao is also looking forward to what level Wei Ziao can practice.

"Do it with Master!" Wang Ziqiao started from the starting movements of the [-] Demon God Art.

Wei Ziao followed suit.

However, he, who has never practiced Kung Fu, also seemed to be very strenuous.

But Wang Ziqiao seemed to be abusing him. First, he did it once, and then pointed Wei Ziao. For a while, he glanced his arms behind him and put his hands together; for a while, he pressed his head into his crotch; to the top...

This is just a warm-up, followed by the unloading of the bones, and finally the various movements of the Demon God Art...

This is the real Demon God Art, much more complicated and painful than the Demon God Art taught by Wang Ziqiao to Bai Su and the others.

In the woods, Wei Ziao's howls could be heard continuously, tears of pain streaming down his face, shouting for Master to spare his life.

But Wang Ziqiao didn't care about it at all. He knew that this kid was in some pain for the first time, and he would get used to it later on. There was no need for Wang Ziqiao to use the magic recovery technique, as he had a strong recovery ability.

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