Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 5 Amazing Understanding

While talking, a girl a few years older than Feng Linger came over, bowed to Qiu Wanyun, and said: "Master, I will take Linger down to practice first."

Qiu Wanyun stroked Fufeng Ling'er's little face lightly, and said softly: "Ling'er, let's go."

Feng Ling'er looked back reluctantly, only to find that Han Xiao was still looking at Qiu Wanyun bewilderedly.

Qiu Wanyun was also taken aback. Seeing Han Xiao looking at her so intently, she thought he respected her very much, so she smiled and said, "Little guy, do you have something to say to me?"

"Hey, I have nothing to say." Han Xiao scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I just remembered a poem, and I don't know what it means."

"Huh?" Qiu Wanyun frowned slightly, "Unexpectedly, you are still well-versed in poetry and books, which one is it, read it and listen to it."

"Guanguan Jujiu, in the continent of the river, a fair lady, a gentleman likes a good girl." Han Xiao blurted out without thinking.

"Ah!" The female disciples next to her were stunned for a moment, and some older girls understood the meaning, and their pretty faces flushed red.

This kid really thinks his life is too long, he dares to recite this kind of poem in front of his junior uncle!

Qiu Wanyun's eyebrows suddenly twisted!
"You're young, don't learn well!" Qiu Wanyun gave Han Xiao a blank look, then turned around and drifted away.

The corner of Han Xiao's mouth curled up, and the little uncle didn't slap himself, it seemed like something was going on!

"You're young, don't learn well!" The female disciples around imitated Qiu Wanyun's demeanor, smiled coquettishly and pointed at Han Xiao.

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows and didn't care at all: Am I young?The combined age of the two lives can be your father!

Not far away, in the shadow of a grove of trees.

Several teenagers wearing the costumes of inner disciples looked at Han Xiao wandering in the square, and they all looked aggrieved.

These people are not too old, they are just at the age of fighting for courage, especially Han Xiao dared to "defile" the goddess in their hearts, which made them even more jealous.

"This trash, idle, ignorant and incompetent, is a disgrace to our Xuanbing Palace!" A tall and handsome young man in the lead said coldly.

"That's right, damn it, you dared to strike up a conversation with a goddess like my junior uncle on the first day!" A chubby boy clenched his fists and cursed: "I've been here for three years, and I haven't talked to my junior uncle yet!" I have spoken!"

The fat man got more and more angry as he talked, he directly picked up an iron rod beside him, and shouted: "No, fat man, I want to punch him hard!"

"Hey, Fatty Du, as senior brothers from the inner sect, don't we dirty our hands by beating such a waste?" The handsome young man sneered, "Junior Brother Wang, go arrange a few disciples from the outer sect, and wait for him to leave. , catch him and beat him up!"

"No problem, let that waste be beaten by outer disciples as an inner disciple, and see what face he will have in Xuanbing Palace in the future!" Junior Brother Wang immediately echoed.

After finishing speaking, Junior Brother Wang immediately walked quickly towards the activity area of ​​the outer disciples.

It's just that Han Xiao didn't know that his actions of flirting with the junior uncle had aroused the jealousy of those seniors, and a conspiracy against him was unfolding.

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Han Xiao carelessly walked around the square, seeing that no one was willing to talk to him, he simply jumped onto a huge rock, sat on it, and watched the brothers practicing martial arts below.

I could only hear shouts of "hoho haha" everywhere, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Han Xiao looked at it for a while, and saw that a senior's "Tiger Roaring Fist" seemed to be doing pretty well, so he observed it with interest.

When the man finished punching the Tiger Roaring Fist completely, Han Xiao was surprised to find that he had memorized every movement of that set of Fist in his mind, and even that senior brother couldn't punch well. , the strength is not right, and the analysis is very clear.

Han Xiao's eyelids twitched, and he was secretly shocked: Is it possible that although I don't have the talent to cultivate zhenqi, but the talent to cultivate martial arts is incomparably monstrous?
Han Xiao didn't know that his soul was the superposition of the two lives. In addition, he had suffered so much pain since he was a child, and his soul power far surpassed that of ordinary people. The most direct manifestation of a strong soul power is memory and understanding.

And that set of "Tiger Roaring Fist" wasn't an advanced martial skill, so it's not surprising that Han Xiao understood it after reading it once.

Having tasted the sweetness, Han Xiao immediately turned his attention to another senior brother who performed the Ice Soul Sword Technique. Similarly, after reading it once, Han Xiao knew every move and style of that sword technique by heart.

Immediately afterwards, Han Xiao basically "stealed" all the entry-level martial arts skills of the other eight peak sects. Among them, the slightly more powerful moves were the "Xuanbing Palm" and a set of "Seven Star Sword Art". " up.

Strictly speaking, Han Xiao is not stealing, he is aboveboard, and he learned it under the eyes of everyone, so how can it be considered stealing?

Gradually, as the sun set to the west, most of the disciples in the square left. Han Xiao didn't have any martial skills to steal, so he jumped off the boulder uninterestedly.

However, Han Xiao had just walked not far away. When he entered a forest, he saw two young men in coarse clothes approaching murderously.

Their clothes are not the costumes of inner disciples, but they can walk around in Xuanbing Palace. They should be those outer disciples who are not welcomed by high-level people.

These two outer sect disciples were born extremely tall and mighty, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and obviously their talents were quite bad, with only acquired second-level cultivation.

However, with their size, it is naturally easy to beat a trash Han Xiao.

Those two outer disciples were exactly the dog legs that Fatty Du and his gang had come to teach Han Xiao a lesson.

The two stopped in front of Han Xiao, threw a broom at Han Xiao's feet, and said viciously: "Boy, go and clean up the square below for me!"

"Huh?" Han Xiao frowned. When he was the young master of the Han family, not to mention sweeping the floor, even the meals were served by maids. Even if Han Xiao was angry, he said coldly, "Why? I'm an outer disciple, but I'm an inner disciple, when you see me, why don't you just kneel down obediently and call me senior brother?"

"Cut!" The thick-browed young man on the right said disdainfully: "We naturally respect the seniors who enter the inner door with real ability, but you who rely on the relationship to enter the inner door through the back door, hehe, Lao Tzu I can't see it!"

"That's right, you are only a one-star yellow-level talent, and I still have two stars. Why do you want to stay in the outer sect as a handyman while you can do it?" Another black-faced disciple was also angry. , "Today you honestly cleaned up the square. If I'm in a good mood, I'll just give you a few slaps. If you don't cooperate, I'll break your dog legs!"

Han Xiao was angry and funny at the same time. Everyone is trash. He didn't expect that he would be looked down upon by the other two trash!
"Kill me if you have the ability, and let the young master sweep the floor for you, dreaming!" Han Xiao kicked the broom under his feet, completely reckless.

(End of this chapter)