Douluo: Ten thousand times the rewards of teaching apprentices, never hiding anything

Mo Cheng laughed, looking out the window, Ning Rongrong gritted his teeth and muttered the word Mo Cheng silently.

Then he ate the candied haws ferociously, just at this time Oscar also came back from running, and walked into the academy with Oscar.

Mo Cheng withdrew his gaze and lay back on the bed.

After a while, Xiao Wu ran in.

"Master, Master! It's not good! It's not good!"

Xiao Wu trotted all the way to Mo Cheng's security room, her face flushed.

"What's wrong, I'm still standing here properly!"

Mo Cheng sat up and walked to Xiao Wu and asked.

"It's Zhuqing's fault, she and Tang San got into a fight."

Xiao Wu continued to speak in a hurry, as if she was in a hurry.

"Fighting? Tell me how to fight?"

Mo Cheng asked, Tang San asked him for advice at that time, and behind him was Zhuqing who he asked Tang San to look for.

This Tang San couldn't wait to prove whether Tangmen's martial arts was better than Taiji, or that there was Taiji in his original world, so he wanted to confirm whether this Taiji was the Taiji of his previous life?

But if this is the case, it should also be a discussion, unlike Xiao Wu who seems to be fighting for life and death.

"Xiao Wu, let's be serious, don't add oil and vinegar."

Mo Cheng then said.

Xiao Wu suddenly changed her face, she put away her urgent expression, and laughed mischievously: "Master is smart, in fact, it was Tang San who suddenly found Zhuqing and wanted to learn from each other."

"Then why did you come to see me? With your character, shouldn't you be watching the fun over there?"

Mo Cheng asked.

"Well, that Tang San invited me to invite you to watch the battle."

Xiao Wu is also a little puzzled, this discussion is very reasonable, but why should Mo Cheng come to watch the battle.

Mo Cheng was also quite puzzled, wanting to know what kind of medicine was sold in this Tang San's gourd.

"Then let's go and see."

Mo Cheng nodded, and followed Xiao Wu to go out again.

Then came to the playground.

Several people are here, Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing are standing in the middle, Ma Hongjun is sitting on a small stool, eating popcorn in his hand, crunchy.

"Teacher Mo, this!"

Zhao Wuji was also here, and greeted Mo Cheng.

Mo Cheng looked at Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing in the center of the playground.

"teacher!"

Zhu Zhuqing saluted Mo Cheng.

"Mr. Mo, you are here."

Tang San also saluted Mo Cheng.

"Ah."

Mo Cheng nodded.

Then Tang San looked at Zhu Zhuqing thoughtfully and said: "Then we can start."

Mo Cheng still didn't understand the situation, but Zhao Wuji pulled Mo Cheng over.

"Ms. Zhao, what happened to them before I came?"

Mo Cheng asked.

"Well, Tang San suddenly found Zhu Zhuqing and said that he wanted to practice martial arts with him. Although I don't know what martial arts is, I always compete. You don't need soul power, but you can use weapons. Old Zhao has heard of it for so many years. It’s interesting to have such discussions.”

Zhao Wuji said hahaha.

Mo Cheng glanced at Tang San meaningfully, but still didn't quite understand what he wanted to do.

Chapter 99 Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San's Discussion

"let us start!"

Tang San took a deep breath, glanced at Mo Cheng, wondering if this Teacher Mo came from his own world.

Hope he can guess his identity.

This is actually the reason why Tang San still needs Mo Cheng to watch the battle between Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San.

Maybe it's the urgent verification of being in this world for 12 years and suddenly meeting someone who seems to have time-traveled like him.

Of course, there is another point. In the previous Wudang, one teaching dominated the world, and Tai Chi is the missionary martial art of this Wudang.

And as a disciple of the Tang Sect, I have long had the idea of ​​competing with him, and I have been studying Xuantian Baolu in my previous life, but I have not realized such an idea, so I have regrets.

Making up for regrets is also one of his ideas, to prove Tang Sect martial arts.

"can."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, she was quite keen on sparring.

After all, it can enhance one's actual combat ability.

"Please enlighten me!"

Tang San clasped his fists together, the ceremony of the martial arts competition in the previous life.

"Watch out!"

Tang San closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes glowed with purple light.

"Purple Demon Eyes?"

Mo Cheng whispered softly, he had the ability to see through and make predictions just like his own pupil of delusion.

But it is still much worse than my own Pupil of Delusion.

Tang San jumped, followed by ghost fans!

Zhu Zhuqing stared, and also had the Jiugong Bagua step.

"What kind of moves are these? It feels quite fancy."

Naturally, Zhao Wuji didn't quite understand it, and it didn't look like it was a self-created soul skill, after all there was no fluctuation of soul power.

But it just gave him a feeling of full fighting power.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm so ignorant. Xiao Wu, even a soul master, knows that this thing is called martial arts."

Xiao Wu laughed beside Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wou-ki was stunned for a moment, it was nothing to be called ignorant by the students, he coughed in embarrassment: "Of course I know, this is not just a random question, it's a test for you, Xiao Wu is pretty good, she will know this. "

"Cut, if you know something, you know it, if you don't know it, you don't know it, what's the matter with pretending you don't know it?"

Ma Hongjun complained in a low voice.

"You know it, don't you?"

Zhao Wuji's old face turned dark, and he stretched out one hand, picking up Ma Hongjun like a chicken.

"Ms. Zhao, I was wrong, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

Ma Hongjun hurriedly begged for mercy and said.

"Humph!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, and put Ma Hongjun down, but snatched the bucket of popcorn from Ma Hongjun's hand.

"Ms. Zhao, you..."

Ma Hongjun still wanted to say something, but Zhao Wuji stared at him and then closed his mouth.

"Mr. Mo, do you want to eat?"

Zhao Wou-ki handed the popcorn to Mo Cheng and asked.

"Thank you."

Mo Cheng thanked him, and then grabbed a little.

"Does Teacher Mo know what martial arts is?"

Zhao Wou-ki moved to Mo Cheng's side curiously, and asked in a low voice.

He was very interested in the martial arts that Xiao Wu said, but he couldn't save face as a teacher asking students if it was true.

It would be much more reasonable to ask Mo Cheng, after all, in a sense, he is Mo Cheng's junior, and Mo Cheng is his senior.

"I know, Mr. Zhao wants to know what martial arts is?"

Mo Cheng nodded.

"Hey, let's not hide from Teacher Mo, my old Zhao really wants to know what this martial art is all about."

The careful thought was broken, Zhao Wou-ki felt a little embarrassed immediately, and said with a silly smile.

"Martial arts is actually a kind of regularization of combat skills. It is quite similar to soul skills, but it is different from soul skills. Anyone can learn martial arts, but soul skills need to be directional."

Mo Cheng explained this.

"Oh, so that's the case. That means that my old Zhao can also learn this kind of martial arts in the future."

Zhao Wou-ki suddenly realized, and sighed the wonderful use of this martial art.

This kind of fighting technique is very different, and it can make good use of one's own fighting power.

"Well, yes."

Mo Cheng nodded and said.

"That, that..."

Zhao Wou-ki hesitated to speak, but his old face turned red for a moment, and he held back what he wanted to say.

"how?"

Mo Cheng looked at Zhao Wuji suspiciously.

"It's okay, haha, let's watch them compete."

Zhao Wuji scratched his head in embarrassment, it is impossible to really say that sentence, Mr. Mo, will you accept me as an apprentice?

I'm already 50 or [-] years old, if I really tell the truth, Fudo Mingwang's old face will be gone.

"Xuanyu hand, let the crane catch the dragon!"

The physical collision between the two started in an instant.

Tang San grabbed it with one hand.

"Push the pipa!"

Zhu Zhuqing was not in a hurry, took half a step back, bent back, and immediately blocked Tang San's attack with both hands.

Then Zhu Zhuqing's palm turned into a fist, and he punched out.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Tang San flashed back the ghost shadow fan.

Zhu Zhuqing followed directly.

Zhu Zhuqing has a beast spirit, many of which can be applied to the body, so Zhu Zhuqing's speed can reach the level of a soul master without using spirit power.

Tang San's current speed was about the same.

"Twin peaks pierce the ears!"

Zhu Zhuqing combined his fists, trying to grab Tang San's body.

"Be careful!"

Tang San yelled inwardly that it was not good, he could only take out the signboard of Tang Sect, hidden weapon, a dagger appeared in his hand.