1771: C1771 Beating Dazhuang

C1771 Beating Dazhuang

The next morning, Wendu was woken up by Jin Dazhuang just as he had a good night's sleep.1

"Teacher, shouldn't you teach me the fist technique you mentioned yesterday?"

Seeing Jin Dazhuang acting like a little girl, Wendu shook his head helplessly. After a little washing up, Wendu and Jin Dazhuang went into the yard together.

"Teacher, what are senior brother and sister doing?" Jin Dazhuang looked at Yue Mingyue's waving arm in shock.

He really did not understand. The two of them clearly had nothing in their hands, so why did they make such a hacking motion? Furthermore, when they saw the two of them already sweating profusely without any signs of stopping.

Wendu smiled: "This is a sword technique I taught you. Do you want to learn it?"

"Of course."

Wendu said softly, "Then let's practice together with them. Use all your strength and swing your arms ten thousand times."

"Ten thousand!" Jin Dazhuang was a bit scared. Even if he continuously threw 10 thousand times, his arm still couldn't be cut off!

Seeing Jin Dazhuang's appearance, Wendu shook his head and a bamboo stick appeared in Yue Ming and Yue Yue's hands. A tree stump as thick as an arm also appeared in front of them.

"Let me see the results of your practice."

The two of them looked at each other and nodded. Yue Ming took two steps back and adjusted her stiff arms. Then, she viciously threw the thorny branch towards the tree stump.

It was the same at the beginning of the month. The second after Yue Ming made his move, she also quickly made her move. Instantly, the tree stump in front of them split into two halves and fell to the ground.

"This …!" He was shocked speechless. That was just a soft thorn branch. If its hardness was far inferior to that of a tree, then why was it that a thorn branch was able to cut a piece of tree stump?!

This is the result of their hard work and training, "Wendu's mouth twitched as he smiled:" The blade techniques they trained are known as' One Blade Flow '. After training to a certain extent, no matter what they face, they only need one blade.

Jin Dazhuang was still surprised. No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why no one had practiced such a simple move and such a simple training method.

If Wendu knew what Jin Dazhuang was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud. This is my special product from Earth.

Wendu patted Jin Dazhuang's shoulder and said, "If you want to practice this slash, you must have an unyielding character, so before you practice, you must be very careful. But the punches I taught you, if you learn them well, they are not inferior to this slash, so are you ready?"

"I'm ready." Jin Dazhuang was ecstatic.

However, in the next second, he felt a pain in his stomach and he was sent flying backward.

Withdrawing his fist, Wendu grinned: "I'll let you feel the cruelty of Tai Fist before you learn it."

"Bang bang bang …"

"Ah …" Teacher, stop hitting me! "

Half an hour later, Jin Dazhuang stood up with bruises all over his face. Although he looked ugly right now, there was a hint of ecstasy on his face.

Just now when his teacher had beaten him, he had even suppressed the Cultivation Level to the Nascent Breath stage. That was to say, just now, a Nascent Breath cultivator was abusing him!

And because of this, Jin Dazhuang was full of yearning towards the fist art taught by Wendu.

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