No matter what kind of weapon the practitioner has, or whether he is using his bare hands, he must use his hands to attack.
The speed of hand speed refers to the speed of launching an attack.
During combat, you can use all your moves to preemptively attack before your opponent does it, which will greatly increase your combat effectiveness.
It's a pity that the five of them, Senior Brother, haven't had time to learn Yue Rong's unique skill, and Yue Rong went crazy because of his practice.
Then Yue Ning's health was not good. In order to cure Yue Ning's body, the five people had to go to the lower plane.
The spiritual energy in the lower plane is thin, and they have been practicing for many years. Let alone mastering Yue Rong's unique skill of holding needles in water, they have not even completed the introduction.
Alas, the master's secret knowledge is so exquisite, but they can't learn it and can't pass on the master's legacy.
For a time, the six senior brothers were all in a state of self-blame.
"Brothers, don't be discouraged. Why don't we compete in the future to see who can grasp the needle in the water faster?"
Seeing this situation, Mo Ranchen issued a challenge invitation to the six senior brothers.
"Okay, seventh junior brother, my master will teach you this unique skill later. We can be considered to be on the same starting line."
"Seventh Junior Brother, although your cultivator talent is higher than ours and your strength is stronger than ours, our senior brothers will never fall behind."
When several senior brothers heard Mo Ranchen's words, their decadence was swept away and they instantly became high-spirited.
Mo Ranchen smiled and said, "Okay, then we all have to work hard."
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Jun Mohuang followed Yue Rong to a large waterfall on the second peak.
The drop of this waterfall is as high as a hundred feet, and countless water flows down, making a loud roar, like the roar of a giant beast from the wild.
Standing under this waterfall, people can only hear the deafening sound of the waterfall. Other than that, no sound can be heard.
To communicate here, you can only use secret voice transmission.
"My little disciple, this time Master is going to teach you Master's lifelong secret skill - holding a needle in water."
Yue Rong walked to the edge of the roaring waterfall, with excitement on his face.
Needle in water... Well, this name seems so earthy.
Jun Mohuang thought that the master would give his unique skill a fancy name.
"Little girl, concentrate all your mental power and watch carefully."
Yue Rong had no idea that Jun Mohuang was complaining about his unique skill. He raised his cyan sleeves and threw twelve silver needles into the sky.
The silver needle rose in a straight line, flashing twelve silver rays in the air, and then fell into the water flow of the thousand-meter-high waterfall above, rushing straight down along the water flow.
These silver needles were rushed to Yue Rong by the current in less than two seconds.
Yue Rong concentrated his attention, moved very quickly, and reached into the waterfall with one hand.
Jun Mohuang didn't even see clearly when he made his move. In a split second, when Yue Rong's hand came back from the waterfall, there was a row of shining silver needles sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger.
No more, no less, exactly twelve.
Twelve silver needles, stained with water drops, sparkled in the sun.
"What a fast speed, what a subtle technique!"
Jun Mohuang couldn't help but clapped his hands in praise.
Even if she thought her hand speed was not slow and her accuracy was good, in this case, it was impossible to catch all twelve silver needles.
"My little disciple, what is this speed and subtlety?"
Yue Rong smiled faintly, took out a handful of silver needles again, and threw them up. This time, the number of silver needles increased tenfold from twelve to one hundred and twenty.
Not only did the number increase, but the position where they were thrown into the waterfall this time also changed from the edge the first time to the center.
(End of chapter)