The best golden pupil

Chapter 682 Do You Want To Fight My Wudang?
The 36 forms of Zhenwu are the unique skills of the Wudang Town School. Ordinary Wudang disciples, who have learned one or two of them, are already proud of themselves. After this month's subliminal training, Ning Tao is not just consolidating his cultivation.

He has clairvoyance, which allows him to learn martial arts and spiritual techniques faster than ordinary people. Even a person with a strong comprehension ability cannot compare with it.

While on the speedboat, Gu Lao sighed softly, "Although the Zhenwu 36 style is the best in martial arts, but the second son's cultivation is still shallow, how can it block Xianping's natal essence."

You must know that this essence is usually gathered by warriors in the tempering of the physical body, and it will not have any effect at all for more than a month. Even so, after using it, it will take a month for the cultivation base to gradually recover. killer feature.

Looking at the two sides in the battle, Gu Lao sighed, after the martial arts were suppressed, it was difficult to see such a large-scale exchange of ideas.

Boom!

As soon as the palm made of the huge lake water was swiped, it was held firmly, making the onlookers believe that even if it is a cow, it will be crushed into meatloaf if it is held in the hand.

It's just that Ning Tao's expression showed no sign of relaxation, but took two steps back solemnly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

really.

With just two breaths, there was a crisp sound of the palm, followed by the sound of splashing water, the rain curtain wrapped in spiritual power seemed to be cut open, and the palm formed by the lake water was difficult to form, and fell straight down.

Whoosh!
A white light surged out and came towards Ning Tao again.

It's not that Zhenwu's 36 styles are not strong, but Wei Xianping's natal essence can overcome the surface with a little bit, and its power is amazing.

It's a long story, but it's just a few breaths. When Ning Tao raised his eyelids, the white light came in front of him.

If hit by it, I'm afraid it won't be much better than the sharp blade.

In an instant, Ning Tao was in crisis.

After the form was turned, Ning Tao clenched his fist, separated his feet, and shouted, "Break!"

The spiritual power overflowed from the fist, and there was a faint black light on it, and the fist hit the white light.

Snapped!
There was a loud noise, like a sonic boom, and in Wei Xianping's widened pupils, Ning Tao resolutely bumped his natal essence with his fist.

But then there was a scene that surprised him. After the sound, Ning Tao just took a step back. When his fist was slowly retracted, there was nothing unusual except for a little blood on it.

"how is this possible?"

This suddenly made Wei Xianping pale and dizzy. A monk actually used his fist to disperse his natal essence. If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, it would have been impossible.

"Come again!"

Looking down at the injury on his hand, Ning Tao laughed, and suddenly flicked his feet, and the spiritual power flowed on his feet, and the lake water seemed to give way, and he went straight to Wei Xianping.

Wei Xianping's eyelids twitched, and he felt that something was wrong. Seeing Ning Tao's attack, he stomped the sole of his foot, and the lake in front of him suddenly rose, and a huge wave directly covered Ning Tao. Force, the body quickly retreated.

"Want to go."

Ning Tao sneered when he saw this, and when he saw the water waves coming, he stepped away.

A shocking scene appeared, the water waves were huge, and Ning Tao went up against the water, as if there were only some steps in front of him.

Ning Tao's footsteps seemed to be slow and fast, his body stepped on the waves, and the soles of his feet suddenly stomped, "Boom!" The waves dissipated, pushing Ning Tao forward more than ten meters, and caught up with Wei Xianping in an instant.

Grasping with one hand, Ning Tao condensed the magic sword in the air, and with one hand together, he suddenly slashed forward.

Although it was a temporary gathering, its power can be underestimated. Wei Xianping dodged hastily, and the long sword stood in the lake water, and the splashed water formed a mist.

Wei Xianping retreated hastily. Although he escaped the blow by chance, he was doused by the lake water.
"Come again!"

Ning Tao yelled loudly, discarded the water sword, opened his hands, as if he was supporting the sky, and his feet were like two cannonballs. He pushed forward and let him move forward quickly.

Putting his hands together in front of him, like a graceful white swan, he rushed straight to Wei Xianping.

Back again and again, Wei Xianping's blood was burning in his chest. He knew that Ning Tao's move was strong, but he didn't back down. He clenched his right fist and punched straight forward.

Even if he consumes a lot, his physical body is just as powerful.

Boom!
Finally, the two touched, and there was a muffled sound suddenly.

In the eyes of everyone, Wei Xianping seemed to be hit by a train, his whole body was shaken, and then he flew upside down, a full three meters away, before falling into the water with a plop.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching around couldn't help but be dumbfounded, Wei Xianping was knocked into the air with one move, how is this possible?

"Xianping!" Old Gu was shocked when he saw this, he flew out like a wild goose, touched Wei Xianping on the surface of the water with one hand, his complexion changed suddenly.

"Master! Master uncle, wow!"

Before Wei Xianping could finish his sentence, he opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and one arm was naturally hanging down, already losing strength.

"Boy, you are too much."

With a pale face, Gu Lao suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Ning Tao, and said coldly.

"It's up to you to blame!"

Ning Tao stood on the surface of the water calmly, his expression unchanged, and said lightly.

It wasn't that he wanted to hit such a heavy hand, it was that the other party struck first, so powerful was his natal energy, it was simply a killer weapon, if it hit him, it would definitely break his ribs.

If he hadn't used perspective to resolve it, I'm afraid the current situation would be a reversal.

"Okay, well, it's your own fault. If the old man hurts you, it's your own fault, right?"

Gu Lao smiled coldly, hugged Wei Xianping and moved his body. He stood up suddenly, and with a swipe of one hand, a huge wave like a sea tide swept over.

The huge wave was seven or eight meters high, and its power was much stronger than that of Wei Xianping just now.

Obviously, Ning Tao's heavy hand has caused the opponent's displeasure. This is to teach Ning Tao a lesson.

"open!"

When Ning Tao saw this, his heart skipped a beat. Without even thinking about it, he stretched out his hands and slapped forward. An invisible qi gang formed, like two huge palms, and slapped on the wave. With the help of the reaction force of his body, he retreating rapidly.

But if he reacted quickly enough, when the huge wave fell, a large amount of water vapor still hit Ning Tao, causing the latter's feet to plunge into the water suddenly, his knees disappeared, and his face was extremely waxy.

You must know that the power of the water flow is very powerful. It is like dropping several tons of lake water. The amount is large enough to a certain extent, and it is no different from dropping a steel plate.

Coughing twice, Ning Tao's mouth was bloodstained, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. He clasped his hands, lifted the remaining spiritual power in his body, and said in a voice, "Your Excellency, do you want to start a war with Wudang?"

(End of this chapter)