Chapter 117 The question is the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon
“Okay, don’t be sour!” Carry forward your unique skills and confirm your understanding by the way . How can I confirm this with an old man who is nearly a hundred years old and sits in the office every day? Moreover, what do you want to call him after you meet him? "
Yan Shao? Zhe stopped talking.
Mo En didn't even look at Yan Shaozhe, but turned to look at Zhang Lexuan, "Lexuan, go and inform Beibei now."
"Okay." Zhang Lexuan nodded, turned around and walked out of Poseidon Pavilion.
Evening, cafeteria.
Minghui opened the door and walked in, and immediately saw Zhang Lexuan and Ma Xiaotao, as well as Beibei and Tang Ya, who were sitting at the same table with them.
The latter's face was slightly rosy, and he was obviously a little shy.
Beibei looked calm. When he saw Minghui coming in, he immediately smiled and waved to say hello, "Xiaohui!"
Minghui smiled, strode over to Ma Xiaotao and sat down next to him. .
"Xiaohui, thank you!" Beibei said with a sincere face.
"I am doing this to make myself a step further." Minghui smiled, "As for Sister Xiaoya, isn't it the college's holiday? The inner courtyard is really deserted, so I will try to find a way to pack you in. At least we can have two more acquaintances to chat with while eating."
Ma Xiaotao nodded, "That's right, people are here today. After leaving, the inner courtyard suddenly became deserted. "
"You have probably adapted to it after staying in the academy for so many years." Minghui sighed, "Unlike me, this is my first year. It’s really a bit uncomfortable.”
Ma Xiaotao laughed, “So you are still afraid of life!”
"I'm a human too." Minghui said angrily, "All living people will have mood changes, okay."
A few people chatted while eating, and Tang Ya gradually relaxed, with a smile on her face. Repeat lively and join the chattering formation.
After they had eaten and drank enough, they went back to their respective homes. Minghui also took Ma Xiaotao back to his dormitory.
Touching his waist, he took out a set of Christmas-style red pajamas from the soul guide and handed them over.
Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes and took it. After changing it out, she listened to Minghui explain the principles of attribute changes, and then practiced soul power together.
Two hours passed quickly.
Minghui opened his eyes, turned to look out the window, and said quietly: "Hey, everyone has gone home, and our dormitory area has become deserted."
Ma Xiaotao He was stunned for a moment, then squinted back with a look of contempt.
"Don't mess around!" He said, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt and lay down on his back.
"We have to go to class tomorrow. Mr. Mu is not blind!" Minghui said as he quickly got into bed, feeling warm immediately.
"As expected of a fire attribute soul master, it's so quick to warm up the bed!" He moved his body and sighed with emotion.
"Xiaohui." Ma Xiaotao suddenly whispered, "I think we need to have a trial talk first. How about we agree not to quarrel for a year? If I do something wrong during this year, You can remind me to change it, and we can discuss it. Don’t provoke me on purpose like before.”
“I admit that I did have a bad temper before, but it’s different now.”
Is this taking on a role? What did mom say this morning? Minghui was very curious and responded at the same time.
“Okay!”
Ma Xiaotao turned over and said with a blushing face, "Honestly, I'm curious, what did the teacher teach you back then?"
Minghui moved closer and looked into her eyes in the darkness. , said matter-of-factly: "I can only say that my young heart suffered a huge impact at that time!"
"Humph, teacher is really too much! Idiot, you pressed my hair! Oh, your hands are so cold."
"Just cover it, who made me an ice attribute soul master? What? It’s not the first day you’ve known it!” “.”
The next day, the two got up early, ran together and rushed to the cafeteria for breakfast, and then rushed to the training ground with Beibei.
As for Tang Ya, Zhang Lexuan led the way to the mimicry training field closest to the golden ancient tree to practice. The vegetation around the golden ancient tree is lush, and the life breath is much stronger than the outside world. It is naturally very suitable for the cultivation environment of Tang Ya's blue and silver grass martial spirit.
Not long after, it was the training ground.
“Uncle, the dormitory manager!?” He was appropriately surprised when he met Minghui.
"Ahem, this is Mr. Mu." Ma Xiaotao coughed lightly and bumped his shoulder with her elbow.
"It doesn't matter." Mu En smiled, "I didn't reveal my identity before, so it's normal for Xiao Hui not to know me."
"Mr. Mu wants to observe my character and whether I am qualified to learn from Junlin." The world." Minghui looked like he understood.
"I do have this consideration." Boss Mu admitted openly, and then sighed, "Du Bu Shai has taught a good apprentice!"
Minghui's usual diligence, and during the battle In his opinion, the tenacity, courage and concentration shown in the game cannot be developed without systematic training, and these are absolutely inseparable from the years of teachings of the teacher Du Bushu.
Looking back at my disciples, although they are not bad in nature, their flaws are also obvious. Yan Shaozhe is not generous enough, while Beibei is steady and open-minded but too conventional, both of them lacking in spirit. This character flaw also causes the two to be shackled in their understanding, unable to make big breakthroughs and walk out of their own way. road.
This was what made him feel more helpless. Look at Minghui again. The contrast is a bit too obvious. He just learned to dominate the world and soon found his own way.
In terms of teaching his apprentices, he had to admit that he was too poisonous to die.
Minghui smiled and refused to comment.
"Okay, kids, come and sit down." Moon didn't hesitate and waved hello with a kind face.
The three of them quickly walked to the small bench set up next to Moon and sat down.
"Xiao Hui, show me how you can use the combat skills you have learned to fight against Beibei." Munn continued.
"Okay, Mr. Mu." Minghui nodded, got up and walked into the open field with Beibei.
Minghui was the first to speak, "Old Bei, since your martial spirit is a dragon, then I will use the dragon transformation to fight you. However, the dragon I simulate may not be the same as the dragon you imagined. Likewise, because I don’t have a dragon type martial spirit, it’s difficult for me to understand the essence of the martial spirit through sensing its origin, so I can only Find another way. To be honest, I got my dragon by observing the combination of other creatures."
"Of course, the appearance is based on the image of your blue electric tyrannosaurus."
So far. , he has never really used the Dragon Transformation in front of outsiders, because he doesn't need it.
Qingluan form is already invincible.
"Currently, I have only learned two tricks, one is to fight as a dragon in the wild, and the other is to be a dragon without regrets!" Minghui continued.
Don’t ask why it’s called this name. If you ask, it’s just the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon.
"Senior Beibei, be careful! The wind is formless and shapeless, and the clouds gather and disperse impermanently. My dragon is enlightened by the wind and clouds." When he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly froze, and his martial soul was inspired, and the heavenly beings The realm of unity is activated, and at the same time the ice attribute soul power is cut instantly, the right fist is raised, and the cold current gathers around the body.
It was late winter at this time, the air temperature was already low, and the ice element was very rich, so it condensed very quickly.
In just the blink of an eye, his right fist was covered by a rich white cold light, snowflakes were flying within ten meters around him, and the frost on the ground spread.
"The third soul skill, the fury of thunder!" Beibei immediately used the soul skill to increase the power. Although he has also learned the two derived combat skills of Jun Lin Tian Xia, including Xuanzu, he has not yet fully understood it and cannot use it at all. At this time, he can only use the soul skills he has obtained to deal with it.
“A dragon can be big or small, it can rise or hide. If it is big, it stirs up the wind and spits out mist, while if it is small, it hides its form. If it rises, it soars between the sky and the earth, and if it hides, it lurks within the waves. This winter. Deep, the dragon rides on time and changes, like the cold wind carrying snow, everything passing by will be covered with frost, and the earth will freeze." Minghui recounted what he had learned from the words describing dragons in his previous life.
Then punched.
(End of this chapter)