Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

Shi Zhixuan turned his head and glanced at Qin Chuan, who was still calm.

In his heart, he had a further understanding of Qin Chuan’s unfathomable height.

In the vast sea of people, you can find such a piece of jade as Lin Pingzhi.

And sculpt it into what you want.

It’s really unfathomable.

Qin Chuan heard Shi Zhixuan’s brain supplement, and couldn’t help but show a helpless smile.

In fact, all this was really not arranged by him, it was all a mistake and a coincidence.

If you say so, will it make people feel like they want to cover up, some Versailles.

Forget it, he Qin Chuan still has to be a quiet beautiful man.

The rest of you like to think whatever you like, just think, anyway, Qin Chuan decided to lie flat.

After a while, Shi Zhixuan seemed to recall something and asked again:

“Lin Xiaoyou, you said that your ‘wind injury’ has just started.”

Just starting out, he can cross a big realm and kill a great grandmaster in seconds.

Then if it is integrated, it can cross several levels.

The origin of the Blood Dao Old Ancestor was picked up in less than a day.

Not the kind of newly promoted rookie grandmaster, but the great grandmaster Sanchong Tian, who has been famous for many years.

Thus, this also makes people more aware of Lin Pingzhi’s terribleness.

Lin Pingzhi’s eyes lit up as he looked at Qin Chuan and said with reverence:

“Lord Qin Zhuang said.”

“Cutting through the gap to make the ‘wind wound’ is still just the skin.”

“When you can feel the track of the wind and use the ‘wind injury’ at will, you can be regarded as truly mastered.”

“And the ‘Wind Injury’ Dacheng must be able to create the wind track by itself.”

The track of the wind?

Shi Zhixuan had just figured out the gap, and a new term such as ‘wind track’ appeared.

What he has practiced for so many years is a fake martial art.

Qin Chuan touched his nose, and Lin Pingzhi’s embarrassment made him a little embarrassed.

“If the gap is the wave, then the track of the wind is the undercurrent under the wave.”

Hearing Qin Chuan say this, Shi Zhixuan knew that he understood.

Qin Chuan turned his head to look at Lin Pingzhi and asked:

“Can you feel the wind’s track now?”

Lin Pingzhi nodded solemnly.

If it was two days ago, Lin Pingzhi would not be able to master it, but after killing the Blood Dao Ancestor, his mood improved a lot.

Now you can roughly grasp the trajectory of the wind.

Oh, Qin Chuan didn’t have much hope.

But Lin Pingzhi’s reply made Qin Chuan also interested for a while.

The track of the wind is far less pronounced than the gap.

I didn’t expect Lin Pingzhi to really feel it.

The same is true of Shi Zhixuan on the side.

Although he missed the ‘Wind Wound’, it was also a blessing to be able to see this peerless sword technique with his own eyes.

At this time, a handsome young man in his thirties dressed as a Confucian walked over.

“Meet Master.”

The handsome young man is Shi Zhixuan’s apprentice, Hou Xibai.

Previously, he was sent out by Shi Zhixuan to run errands.

A few days ago, Qin Chuan went to Shi Zhixuan’s side to spend the night.

So Shi Zhixuan sent someone to call him back, hoping that he could get a little chance here in Qin Chuan.

“Lord Qin Zhuang, it’s better to let the little disciple try it with Lin Xiaoyou, and let the old man see the full demeanor of ‘Wind Injury’.”

Although Hou Xibai is just a great master, in Shi Zhixuan’s opinion, Hou Xibai, who has received the inheritance of the ‘Flower Sect’, is definitely not comparable to the miscellaneous fish like the Blood Dao Old Ancestor.

To be fair, the strength of the Blood Dao Ancestor is not too bad.

It’s just that after being a stepping stone for Lin Pingzhi, the wind criticism was killed, and the status of the rivers and lakes fell off a cliff.

“Old Pei, don’t joke, are you dissatisfied with this apprentice and want to change one?”

Others don’t know the situation of the Blood Dao Ancestor, will Qin Chuan still not know?

The Blood Dao Old Ancestor can be called the first person in the Jin Yong world to actually fight, and his comprehensive strength is definitely above the ordinary Great Grandmaster Triple Heaven.

Such characters are all under Lin Pingzhi’s ‘wind injury’.

Hou Xibai’s martial arts cultivation is lower than that of the Blood Dao Old Ancestor, and his actual combat experience is not necessarily stronger than that of the Blood Dao Old Ancestor.

Shi Zhixuan asked Hou Xibai to try the full demeanor of ‘Wind Injury’, did he want Hou Xibai to die.

Qin Chuan saw Shi Zhixuan’s look of disbelief, so he said:

“Old Pei, find a bigger place, I want to see the progress of Pingzhi during this time.”

Shi Zhixuan asked with some surprise:

“Isn’t this place enough?”

The small courtyard they were in now was about ten zhang square, which was not enough for Lin Pingzhi’s grandmaster realm to perform.

Qin Chuan sighed lightly, it seemed that Shi Zhixuan did not know the power of the ‘Wind Injury’.

“Old Pei, do you also see that this small courtyard is not pleasing to the eye, and you want to change it.”

“Or are you underestimating me.”

“My Qin Chuan’s own moves, will it be so simple?”

Speaking of this, Shi Zhixuan also remembered that he regarded Lin Pingzhi as an ordinary grandmaster realm.

After the training of Qin Chuan, a land immortal, how could Lin Pingzhi be an ordinary Grandmaster Realm master.

The martial arts of the six people are not bad, and they are all people with excellent light skills.

Within a few moments, a few people arrived at a small river outside the city that was rarely visited.

Lin Pingzhi stepped forward and slowly pulled out the seedling knife.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Miao Dao’s knife body was instantly wrapped with dark red hot qi.

Lin Pingzhi’s eyes suddenly lit up, and the Miao Dao slashed in the air.

A strong and hot hurricane formed in front of him and swept forward.

The power of the hurricane was far beyond what a Grandmaster Realm could achieve.

However, Shi Zhixuan was still a little puzzled.

It’s not because the ‘wind injury’ is too powerful.

On the contrary, he felt that the power of the ‘Wind Injury’ was too weak, far from the level of killing a great master in seconds.

Sensing Shi Zhixuan’s doubts, Qin Chuan reminded:

“Old Pei, remember what I said, the characteristics of ‘wind injury’?”

Characteristic?

Stronger in case of strength.

Shi Zhixuan’s mind flashed.

Looking at the hurricane that cut the river, Qin Chuan said leisurely:

“Without the assistance of the opponent, ‘Wind Injury’ can only play such an effect.”

Lin Pingzhi quietly stared at the hurricane that disappeared into the distance, and his heart was slightly excited, this was the first time he had used the ‘Wind Injury’ alone.

“Snap…”

A crisp applause woke Lin Pingzhi up.

Looking back, it turned out that Qin Chuan was clapping.

“It seems that you have really mastered the ‘Wind Injury’, so how do you create the wind track?”

Qin Chuan’s question made Lin Pingzhi fall into deep thought.

The track of the wind.

Although others cannot perceive the wind track, it does not prevent them from thinking about the problem.

“Don’t just focus on the ‘wind wound’.”

“In fact, there are many martial arts that can create the track of the wind.”

All of you present are talented people, and with a little dialing, they have figured out the joints.