Chapter 150 150. Do you think it is normal to discuss the advantages and disadvantages of flying swords in this environment?
"Try to attack us."
Before he finished speaking, Mo Hao punched out his fist as fast as wind and thunder.
The punches were like dragons, and the two demonic dragons born from the combination of the soul of the Yin Shang King and the power of the stars came to bite and kill Botuo respectively.
With just a tap of Botuo's toe, only an afterimage was left on the spot, and the real body had already retreated three feet away.
The big demon's fist hit the afterimage, and Mo Hao immediately felt that this was not the usual afterimage left behind due to excessive speed.
Because his fist has a sense of touch, not only that when the fist sinks deeply into the body of the afterimage, it is about to blast away the afterimage.
Only a "pop" sound was heard, like a bubble bursting, and the afterimage suddenly exploded.
The afterimage turned into a burst of blue smoke, but it strangely swallowed up the power of Mo Hao's punch. The punch was exhausted, causing him to stop his attack and recover his breath.
The green smoke not only swallowed up the power of Mo Hao's fist, but also obscured his sight.
But at this moment, Mo Hao only felt the top of his head sinking slightly, and Bo Tao's voice came from above, "Being fierce and domineering is your strength, but not knowing how to be agile and cunning is your weakness..."
Before he finished speaking, Pu Tao turned into a wisp of breeze and escaped from the big demon's demon sword.
The sword slashed vertically, but it could only hit the invisible breeze.
When it gathers, it takes shape; when it disperses, it turns into gas.
The big demon's eyes narrowed, then he opened his big mouth and roared into the sky, shattering the breeze and forcing Bo Tao out of his body.
But at this moment, Bo Tao stabilized his figure and lightly touched the demon's forehead with his finger, "Sure!"
With this sound of "Settlement", the big demon was suddenly stopped like a truck that was running to the extreme. The power and potential energy was not dissipated at all, but was completely released in the body.
This sudden stop was no different from being punched in the gut with all his strength.
At that moment, all the cells and even the constituent atoms of the big demon seemed to be frozen, unable to move at all.
"Although you swallowed the souls of two tyrants and became a demon body, thus achieving foundation building, which is what you call extraordinary."
"But your demonic body is not natural. It comes from swallowing the soul of the tyrant king. No matter how powerful you are, there is still a trace of incompatibility."
Pu Tao shook his head gently, "I have already planned a path for you to become an immortal, but now it's better. I don't have any hope of becoming an immortal, and I have to fight desperately even if I become a demon."
As he spoke, he punched the big demon on the forehead, and the golden light that immobilized the demon instantly shattered. The demon's body received the first push, changing from extreme stillness to extreme motion.
Although the force of this punch was not strong, it caused considerable damage to the big demon. It was obviously just a hit on the forehead, but all the bones in his body were violently bombarded.
Many bones, or in other words, all the bones except the spine and skull were broken.
"The demon is bloodthirsty and paranoid. If you want to become the overlord of demons, you can only rely on you to kill them step by step. Use endless battles to resolve the slightest incongruity. Only then will you be able to be called the Great Lord of Jidu Rahu demon."
The big demon's body kept making sounds like fried beans, and the broken or even shattered bones were constantly recovering. The toughness and recovery power of the demon's body were far beyond ordinary.
If it were his previous self, Mo Hao probably wouldn't be able to get up.
It is absolutely impossible for him to be able to recover in one minute from 90% of the broken bones in his body like he is now.
Bo Tao shook his head and urged, "Okay, let's continue after recovering. At least let you use this demon body as if it were your own body."
The words were followed by a heavy blow to the abdomen.
"The way you look now, I think you are some crappy puppet master controlling the puppets."
Afterwards, Mo Hao continued the training which was absolutely painful enough.
... Mo Hao, who had shed his demonic body, was lying limply on the ground. He now had no strength to stand up, let alone return to the room.
He said he wanted to teach something, but Bo Tao didn't hold anything back at all, and directly let Mo Hao recognize his own strengths and weaknesses in the most intuitive way.
In other words, Bo Tao's teaching method was to let Mo Hao experience his own weaknesses.
It even pointed out several very critical shortcomings involving life.
Of course, that was guided by Mo Hao's deep and painful experience.
"Huh, you're worthy of being able to teach that monkey, he's really good at fighting."
A certain monkey who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace could be said to be invincible in martial arts. There was never a time when he was at a disadvantage in martial arts. Most of the time, he was killed by some magic weapon that he had never seen before.
As for where that martial arts came from...
The identity of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain's top undergraduate student explains everything.
With the passage of time, most of the swelling and pain on the body has subsided, and even the physical strength has returned to the point where he can move. The recovery ability brought by the demon body is no longer on the same level as that of humans.
Mo Hao even suspected that even if the limbs were mutilated, it would be possible to recover in a short time.
It's just that he doesn't want to stand up so quickly now, and even closes his eyes to reflect on the instructions just now.
The angle of the attack, the timing of the stance, and even the punch to the most uncomfortable place.
All kinds of intuitive guidance with clear consequences undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for him and made Mo Hao realize how to fight.
"What are you doing?"
The sunlight above her head was obscured by shadows. Su Zhilan was looking at Mo Hao's limp appearance curiously, "Do you need help to help you up?"
Mo Hao rolled his eyes, "If you just helped me up before asking, I would be very grateful to you, but you don't need it now."
His physical strength and injuries have almost recovered. Botuo's action was to press the limit of Mo Hao's recovery power, so that he could feel enough pain and injury without leaving the injury for too long and affecting his subsequent actions. .
A very practical guide that is memorable and does no more damage than necessary.
"So what are you doing here now?"
Su Zhilan held up the broom in her hand and said, "That Bo Tao asked me to come over and clean it according to the method he taught."
As he spoke, the broom spontaneously began to clean the scene without anyone holding it.
The ground was not only covered with dust, but also large and small stones that Mo Hao had smashed.
Small gravel can be swept away easily, but large stones can only be pried and moved away through various angles. This is obviously a huge trouble for a broom made of weak material.
Mo Hao could clearly see that this was an exercise in control.
"Before the flying sword is condensed into a sword, its own sharpness is the source of its lethality. Therefore, the most important thing for a sword wielder in the early stage is to have a good sword and sufficient control power."
Before there was Jian Gang Sword Qi, any act of letting Feijian fight directly with heavy armor was an act of fool.
What the swordsman needs to do is to bypass the heavy protection and kill the weak point with one strike.
Thousands of miles away, flying swords take heads.
Mo Hao's words were met with a blank stare, "So, do you think it is normal to discuss the advantages and disadvantages of flying swords in this environment?"
(End of chapter)