The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 232

After more than forty moves, Wu Zhai's moves became more and more handy, and Feng Qingyang had never pointed out many wonderful moves. When he met this opponent's exquisite swordsmanship, the "Dugu Nine Swords" came naturally. Give birth to corresponding tricks to resist it.

The fear in his heart is gone, it can be said that he is fully devoted to the swordsmanship, and there is no time for fear or joy. The man has changed eight excellent swordsmanship one after another, some are aggressive, some are continuous, and some are powerful. Small and fast, some mighty and steady.

But no matter how he changed his moves, Wu Zhai always dealt with Yuru for each sword technique, as if he had disassembled each of the eight sword techniques since he was a child.

The man raised his sword horizontally and shouted:

"Little friend, who taught you this sword technique? Forgive me that Feng Lao doesn't have such abilities."

Wu Zhai was slightly taken aback, and said:

"If this sword technique is not taught by Mr. Feng, who else can pass it on?"

The man said:
"That's true. Then pick up my swordsmanship."

There was a long roar, and the wooden sword struck out suddenly. Wu Zhai thrust out his sword at an angle, forcing him to retract his sword and block it. The man kept shouting, as if he was going crazy. The faster he shouted, the faster he drew his sword.

Wu Zhai felt that there was nothing strange about his sword technique, but every sip made his ears ringing and upset, so he had to force himself to calm down and dismantle the move.

All of a sudden, the man roared like a shock, and Wu Zhai's ears buzzed, his eardrums seemed to have been shattered by him, and he was dizzy for a while.

Wu Zhai didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but finally he woke up, his head was so painful that it seemed to have split open, his ears were still like thunder, and the rumble was endless.

Opening his eyes, it was pitch black, and he didn't know where he was. He tried to stand up with support, but his whole body had no strength at all. He was in a trance for a while, and passed out again.

When he woke up for the second time, he still had a severe headache, but the sound in his ears was much quieter, and he felt that his body was cold and hard, as if he was lying on steel.

Stretching out his hand to feel it, he felt that there was an iron plate under the straw mat. When his right hand moved like this, there was a light "choking" sound. He stretched out his hand to feel it, and it turned out that his hands and feet were locked by thin iron chains.

He made up his mind a bit, knowing that Li Daitao's deadlock plan had been accomplished, since he was locked here, then Ren Woxing must have escaped with Xiang Wentian.

Suddenly there was a "click" sound, followed by a dazzling light. Looking around, the light came in from a hole about a meter square, and a large wooden plate slowly protruded from it, and a large bowl was placed on the plate. Rice, some dishes are piled on the rice, and there is another earthen pot, which should be filled with soup.

Wu Zhai reached out to take the crock pot of food, the wooden plate slowly retracted again, picked up the crock pot, drank half of the pot in one breath, and then ate, the dishes were piled up on the rice, discerning the taste in the dark, some radishes, Tofu and the like.

After a full meal, he put down the wooden plate and reached out to touch the iron plate on the bed. As expected, it was engraved with handwriting, densely packed with countless words.

Wu Zhai laughed out loud, this time he was planning everything, to hate Ren Yingying, and to save Xiang Wentian, and it's not for this trouble!
In the world of Xiaoao, the most powerful martial arts is not "Sunflower Treasure", not "Evil Exorcism Sword Manual", and even less "Dugu Nine Swords", but "Star Absorbing Dafa + Yijinjing".

The "Star Absorbing Dafa" is an incomplete version of "Beiming Shengong", which can be absorbed but cannot be digested, but "Yi Jin Jing" perfectly solves this problem. The combination of Woxing and Master Fangzheng!

Wu Zhai had already practiced the "Yi Jin Jing", and at this time he lacked the "Star Absorbing Dafa", so he stretched out his hand and touched the handwriting on the iron bed from the beginning, slowly groping for each word, and read out gently:

"The old man was happy and grudged in his life, murdering people like numbness, and being imprisoned at the bottom of the lake is also due. Only the old man allowed me to be trapped here. It is also a pity.”

Continue to touch, and the following handwriting will be:

"I will leave the book here for the essence of the old master's magical skills, so that future generations will learn it, and the practice will be all over the world. The old man will die and be immortal. First, do meritorious deeds..."

The engravings below are all methods of regulating qi and performing exercises.

Wu Zhai touched the handwriting on the iron plate, slowly pondering the meaning, and practiced slowly.

When Hangzhou is hot, the whole city is like a steamer. The dungeon is deep in the bottom of the lake, protected from the sun. It should be much cooler, but firstly, there is no ventilation, and secondly, it is extremely humid.

Wu Zhai took off his clothes every day, slept on the iron board, and felt the handwriting as soon as he stretched out his hand. Before he knew it, he had comprehended most of this mentality.

One day when he was practicing by himself, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from a distance, they were light and fast, totally different from the old man delivering food, he held his breath and did not move.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he arrived outside the iron gate, and someone said:
"Mr. Ren, the weather is so hot these days, how is your health?"

The words came into his ears, and Wu Zhai recognized it as Black and White. He didn't want others to disturb his practice, so he kept silent for the moment.

He only listened to Hei Zi said:

"There is a sentence that I come to ask you every two months. Today, on the first day of July, I still ask this sentence. Will the old man answer or not?"

The tone was very respectful.

Wu Zhai remained silent.

He only heard Hei Zi say:
"Old Mr. Ren, you have been a hero all your life, why bother to rot with the rotten soil in this dungeon? As long as you agree to this matter, I will speak like a mountain, and I will help you out of trouble."

Wu Zhai was afraid that he would recognize him if he answered wrongly, so he still didn't answer.

Heiheizi sighed and said:

"Old Mr. Ren, why don't you make a sound? Last time that kid surnamed Feng came to compete swords with you. In front of my three brothers, you never mentioned that I asked you a question. It's very kind. I think the old man After that sword fight, the heroic feelings of the past must have come alive again in my heart? The world outside is so vast, your old man is in a dark prison, men, women and children all over the world, you can kill whoever you want , no one dares to disobey the old man, wouldn't it be extremely enjoyable? You promised me that this matter will not hurt you in the slightest, but why have you always refused to agree to it for 12 years?"

Hearing the sincerity of his voice, Wu Zhai really regarded himself as the senior named Ren, but he hadn't mastered his kung fu yet, so he could only hold back abruptly and didn't make a sound.

Hei Hei Zi said:

"The old man is so stubborn, I have to see you in two months."

Suddenly he laughed a little and said:
"The old man didn't scold me this time, it seems that there has been a turning point. In the past two months, please think about it again, old man!"

With that said, he turned and went out.

Wu Zhai was secretly amused, and said in his heart:
"I won't scold you. After I master the "Star Sucking Dafa", I will be the first to suck you up, bastard, so that you won't give me good wine and food!"

(End of this chapter)