Ignoring the gloomy gaze behind him, Xiao Yan held the scroll and registered it with the administrator of the Douji Hall. Only then did he and Xun'er laugh and talk softly, and walked out of the Douji Hall slowly.
"Little bastard, wait for me. After you are assigned to the family, I have time to clean up you! You have lost the asylum of the patriarch, you are not a shit!" Xiao Ning hated the figure that gradually disappeared. Some of the teeth were itchy, and the palm of the backhand that gritted his teeth hit the bookshelf beside him, immediately leaving a shallow fingerprint on it.
After leaving Dou Jitang, Xiao Yan accompanied the enthusiastic Xun'er to the back mountain for an afternoon, and then returned to his den after the sky dimmed.
After returning to the room, closing the door, Xiao Yan suddenly dropped his shoulders, put the scroll on the table, picked up the teacup, and drank it in one fell swoop. He smiled bitterly and said, "This Nizi, you are so good to go."
"That little girl, the origin seems a bit unusual." The old voice suddenly sounded in the room.
He raised his eyes weakly and looked at Yao Lao who appeared in the room like a ghost. Xiao Yan curled his lips and asked lazily: "The teacher knows where she came from?"
"Hehe, I seem to know something..." Yao Lao narrowed his eyes, smiled, and looked at the curious gaze that Xiao Yan cast, but he suddenly stopped: "Don't ask, now you know, it's nothing to you. Good. So, it’s better not to inquire. I can only say that the little girl has a strong background."
Rolling his eyes, Xiao Yan bitterly threw a middle finger at Yao Lao.
"What are you going to do with these rubbish things? Excessive energy?" Yao Lao came to the table, flipping through the bundle of scrolls at random, and said in amazement.
"Rubbish stuff?" The corner of his mouth twitched, and Xiao Yan moaned weakly, "I can't do any fighting skills except for sucking palms. , And there are only these yellow-level fighting skills in the family that can be learned at will. If I don’t learn these, then what will my coming-of-age ceremony compare with others?"
"Hey, don't you just want to make up fighting skills from me..." The old eyes rolled Xiao Yan, and the shrewd Yao Lao directly exposed his purpose.
Xiao Yan didn't feel embarrassed when his heart's purpose was exposed, shrugging his shoulders, looking at Yao Lao with his eyes eagerly.
"What's so great about fighting skills? When you learn medicine refining and advanced fighting skills, someone will rush to bring you to your door." Old Yao smiled faintly, ignoring Xiao Yan's bitter little face.
"But I need advanced fighting skills now, teacher!" Xiao Yan said depressed.
Seeing Xiao Yan's depressed appearance, Boss Yao laughed twice and shook his head. Then he smiled jokingly: "Forget it, who would let me show you a poor apprentice? To prevent you from being beaten into a disability, I will teach you."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan's spirits lifted up, and he was very curious about what level of fighting skills his mysterious teacher could work out.
"Although your sucking palm is a mysterious-level fighting skill, it is a bit untrue. Now that you are not strong, let me first teach you a mysterious-level fighting skill known for its offensive power. This fighting skill is not demanding, five-stage fighting. Qi, should be able to exert some power." Yao Lao said with a smile.
"What level is the mysterious rank?" Xiao Yan's eyes lit up listening to the mysterious rank fighting skills, and he licked his lips, and hurriedly asked.
"Xuan-level advanced, I remember that this fighting skill was still crying and begging me to accept it, but I am not very interested in this thing, if it is not really entangled and irritated, I would not agree to help him. Refining the pill." Yao Lao said casually, his understatement, as if he was talking about rubbish on the ground.
"Senior Profound Rank? I beg you to accept it?" A few black lines hung over his head, and Xiao Yan's heart was shocked. Old Yao casually said that he was a high-level Xuan-rank... This kind of strong contrast really made Xiao Yan a little bit dumbfounded.
"Close your eyes and sink in, I'll pass it to you." With a casual command, Old Yao pointed out his finger, and then gently touched Xiao Yan's forehead.
There was a slight pain in his head, and Xiao Yan suddenly realized that there was a lot of information, and it flooded into his mind. The sudden information suddenly made his head swell.
"Eight-level collapse: Profound-level high-level fighting skills, melee attack fighting skills, known for its aggressive attack power, refined to great success, the attack implies eight levels of strength, eight overlapping additions, and the power is comparable to the low-level fighting skills of the earth-level!"
His head slowly became sober, and he carefully savored the rough information in the message. After a long while, Xiao Yan took a gentle breath, his attack power was comparable to the low-level fighting skills
On the Douqi Continent, regardless of the cultivation method and the fighting skills, the gap between the profound stage and the ground stage, it is like a world of difference. It claims to be above the offensive power and can be comparable to the ground-level fighting skills, how can this not shock Xiao Yan.
After swallowing, Xiao Yan's eyes straightened a little. If he really learns this fighting technique, I'm afraid he can beat that arrogant Xiao Ning to the ground with his four fighting spirits...
"Don't be shocked. Although Bajibeng does not require too much fighting spirit, it does have a great demand for physical strength. This is a close-to-hand combat technique. Look at your thin arms and thin legs. Yes, if you use it forcibly, your muscles will break first, not your opponent." Yao Lao's faint words, like a basin of cold water, wiped out Xiao Yan's excitement.
"How can I increase physical strength?" Xiao Yan asked eagerly after a slight silence.
"Fighting Qi is the best energy to exercise the body. As the fighting gas gets stronger, the body will become stronger. Of course, if you want to go faster, then you need some stimulation from external objects." The old eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some bad intentions in the old eyes.
"What kind of irritation?" Looking at Yao Lao who was smiling, Xiao Yan suddenly felt cold all over.
"Be beaten! The harder you get, the better!" Yao Lao Yin laughed, Xiao Yan's face stiffened.