"I lost."
Master Ma let out a foul breath, showed a gratified smile, and said: "One power down ten times, Mu'er, your strength can already make up for the lack of moves. You passed the level. By the way, how did your cultivation base suddenly fall?" It has improved a lot? Even I have no time to remove your power."
Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "I went out with the village chief, and when I came back, my spiritual fetus..."
The village chief coughed repeatedly, and Qin Mu wondered, "Village chief, what's wrong with you?"
"I was frightened by your move just now."
The village chief coughed twice and said, "You have passed the first level, what about the second level?"
The cripple pulled out his pig's trotters, limped over, and said with a chuckle, "Mu'er, we don't compete in punches, we compete in kicks. Look up, do you see that cloud?"
Qin Mu looked up and saw a white cloud drifting past. The cripple smiled and said, "Compare your leg strength with me to see who can get to that cloud first."
Qin Mu hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and the cripple smiled honestly: "You are young, I love young, let you go first."
With a simple and honest smile on Qin Mu's face, he said, "I respect the old, and the old go first."
"You are young, you go first."
"Your old man is in poor health, you should go first."
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With simple and honest smirks on their faces, they gave way to each other for a long time. The butcher picked up two big knives and shouted: "What a long-winded fart! That cloud has gone far away! If you don't run away, I will chop you two to pieces!"
Qin Mu and the cripple rushed away almost at the same time. Qin Mu stomped on his feet, and the wind was blowing under his feet. Suddenly, he stepped on the strong wind and flew into the air. At this moment, the cripple had already rushed into the air one step ahead of him. The wind under his feet immediately blew towards the ground, and the lame man danced and fell from the air.
Qin Mu immediately rushed forward, overtook the lame man, and was walking on the wind, when suddenly his legs tightened, his legs were bound firmly, and he fell head-on-bottom.
The cripple laughed, and a vitality whip appeared in his hand, locking Qin Mu's legs.
Qin Mu fell, and the old man with one leg missing stepped on him, and he was about to fly into the air.
But at this moment, Qin Mu's vitality exploded, broke the whip of vitality, hugged the lame man's leg, and kicked his own leg towards the lame man's face, the two of them fell to the ground with a bang, dust and smoke rose everywhere.
The cripple touched the ground with his crutches, and he used his stealthy kicks to attack Qin Mu. Qin Mu lay down on the ground and only attacked his crutches. The crutches of the lame man shattered.
The cripple stood on one foot and said angrily, "You brat, who did you learn so badly from?"
Qin Mu slapped his hands on the ground heavily, his head, feet, upper body spun up into the sky, the cripple sneered, squatted with one leg, and then jumped into the air.
As soon as he jumped up, Qin Mu, who was on top of his head, immediately slapped him with both hands, the vitality directly turned into Xuanwu vitality, water patterns appeared in the air, and then turned into a water dragon and came straight towards the lame man.
"Little Daoer!"
The cripple smiled, and with wind in his hands, he hit the water dragon and deflected the water dragon. His vitality turned into a leg, somewhat transparent, and his legs ran wildly, tending to surpass Qin Mu.
Qin Mu's legs split apart, splitting into a split in the air, pressing the air with his palms, head and feet immediately turned into head and feet, and then both legs together, ran wildly, and shot at the lame man's back.
The two of them were running in the air, and their kicks were unleashed. They were all insidious moves, and their figures were erratic, which dazzled the people below.
Suddenly, the cripple's arm was like a shadow, unpredictable, and the trick of stealing the sky was unfolded. Before Qin Mu realized how he made the move, he felt his trousers loosen, and the cripple pulled his trousers down to his ankles.
He was tripped by himself immediately, and then his body was cold, and the clothes were taken off by the cripple that trapped his hands. Qin Mu fell from the air, hurriedly broke his jacket, lifted his trousers, fastened his trouser belt while running wildly, and said angrily: "Grandpa lame, you never taught me this trick!"
The cripple laughed loudly and said, "Catch me first, and I will teach you!"
Qin Mu grinned, and punched out, the dragon-shaped punch rushed forward, the cripple screamed, hurriedly scrambled his steps, and dodged again and again.
Qin Mu trained his qi into silk, and the thick strands of vitality rolled towards the cripple, like a big snake, once entangled, it would be difficult to escape, the cripple dodged again, and he had already caught up, he said helplessly, "I'll teach you how to do it."
The two were smiling and approached in the air. The lame man was about to attack him, but Qin Mu suddenly sealed his three souls and seven souls like lightning, and then kicked the old man from the air.
Plop!
The cripple fell to the ground and made a big hole in the shape of a human, and then slowly crawled out of the hole, weeping with joy: "As expected of me, I didn't trust others casually."
Qin Mu quickly caught up with the cloud in the air, then slanted down, rushed forward a few steps on the ground, and then stopped.
The cripple smiled and said, "I promised you just now, and I will never go back on it. After you pass the nine levels, I will teach you to change hands."
Qin Mu was overjoyed.
The butcher raised his knife and said with a smile, "Mu'er, do you need a rest?"
Qin Mu nodded immediately, sat down to rest, drank tea to replenish water, rested for a long time, and ran to put on another dress. The butcher's face darkened, and he muttered: "Stinky boy, why don't you just fight with such a strong vitality? Why don't you just fight? If you fight, I still have a chance of winning..."
After a while, Qin Mu picked up another butcher's knife from the collapsed blacksmith's shop. The two butcher's knives staggered and said, "Grandpa Tu, I've had a good rest!"
The butcher sneered: "You used to use one knife, why use two now?"
Qin Mu was holding the knife in one hand, and the other hand was holding the knife. The butcher's face was solemn, and he also turned the blade, holding the knife in his left hand, and said with a sneer, "Stinky boy, do you want to play hand-to-hand combat with me? You are still a little tender..."
The pharmacist coughed and reminded: "Butcher, you don't have a lower body. If you are close to him, you will suffer a lot. You don't have as many muscles as him."
The butcher's face darkened again, and he said resentfully: "He can't get close to me, and he will be blocked by my saber skills..."
Ma Ye reminded: "His vitality is extremely powerful, two or three times that of yours. When your knife touches his knife, you will be knocked away, and even you will be knocked away. You can only defeat him with skills."
"Then what's the fart?"
The butcher was furious, he stuck his two knives on the ground, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile, "Mu'er, sit down, we don't use knives, just listen and join hands."
Qin Mu stuck the butcher's knife on the ground and sat opposite him. The two use their hands as knives, put their palms together, close their eyes, and infer the movement of each other's body muscles, the movement of vitality, and grasp the distribution of each other's strength by sensing the power changes in the other's palms, and then attack its flaws. One blow kills.
This is the trick to lift the knife out of the ban.
Lifting the knife out of the ban, the chariots and horses roared like thunder. Go to the palace alone, holding the king's head in his hand.
The meaning of this poem is that I walked out of the emperor's forbidden palace with a knife in hand. The sound of cars and horses outside was like thunder, and countless people and horses blocked my footsteps, because I entered the palace alone, holding the emperor's head in my hand.
The momentum of this move is unmatched by any other moves, wild, disdainful, and ignorant of everything.
But this move is the most skillful move in the butcher's sword technique. The control of one's own power must be achieved to the extreme, and the control of the enemy's power must also be achieved to the extreme. It is the pinnacle of combat skills and supernatural powers!
The palms of the two touched each other, and immediately the muscles of his own and the other's were activated, the vitality circulated, and the force was distributed. Qin Mu realized almost instantly that the butcher's vitality was far inferior to his own. The moment he used his hand as a knife, the butcher sensed Seeing his power change, he blocked it in advance, and the other hand cut at Qin Mu's weak spot!
After all, the butcher is still superior, no matter in reaction or experience, he is far better than Qin Mu. However, when the butcher blocked Qin Mu's knife, he realized that something was wrong. He flew upside down and was chopped out of the village by the force of Qin Mu's knife. , Planted in the forest outside the village.
Qin Mu lowered his head, only to see that the clothes he had just changed had been ripped open and cut open by the butcher, and he thought it was dangerous.
His cultivation base is too strong, although his sword skills are still not as good as the butcher, but he can crush the butcher with his cultivation base.
"I lost!"
The butcher jumped up from the outside of the village, fell into the village, put his hands on the ground, and said happily: "I lose, pharmacist, deaf man, there is no need for you to compare, your cultivation is not as good as him!"
The deaf man sneered and said, "Who said I want to compete with him in terms of mana and strength? Mu'er, I drew two dragons."
swish—
Shaking his hands, he unfolded the two scrolls and hung the two paintings on the pole. He saw the two ink dragons appearing vividly on the paper, as if they were ready to fly away at any moment. It's just odd that neither dragon has eyes.
"These years I have taught you the way of calligraphy and painting. The way of calligraphy and painting is not a stupid way of fighting and killing, but a thing for smart people. You need to be savvy."
The deaf man set up his brush and said solemnly: "I use supernatural powers to paint these two dragons. I just need to touch the eyes, and I can transform into dragons and fly away. However, it is impossible to draw the finishing touch with the cultivation base of the spiritual fetus. It depends on painting skills. I taught you a little bit of consonance. Today, I will compare with you a little bit, and see who can liven these two dragons in the spirit embryo state, so that the flying dragon can fly into the sky!"