I am the leader of Huangquan

...

Wu Lang was startled, he suddenly had a strange biological instinct, an unprecedented feeling rose in his heart.

He beat more and more heartily, and his whole body seemed to be released from the rigidity, and he felt a refreshing feeling of being able to move freely.

Soon, the young ancient emperor stopped, showing a trace of splendor, "Do you understand?"

"I don't quite understand yet."

Wu Lang was silent, all this was too unbelievable, no matter how hard he learned just now, he couldn't learn it, how could he fight it?

"When you walk, do you need to use your brain to learn how to take the next step?" He suddenly asked.

"I never thought about it. Do I need to learn it? This is an instinct after I get used to it." Wu Lang replied frankly.

"Then when you eat, do you need to think through your brain, move your tongue at any time, and cooperate with chewing?" He asked again.

"I've never thought about it. This requires thinking? The body's muscle memory will do it myself." Wu Lang replied, gradually thinking.

The young Emperor Gudi spoke next to him, explained with a smile:

"Any kind of exercise is developed following the laws of the 'Tao', and your all-in-one approach is close to the Tao, and these hundred fields have a shortcut path, which leads to your learning ability being too fast. "

"It was digested in an instant, turned into your body's instinctive reaction, and then forgotten...just like the process I just made you forget."

"Because you can only forget the red tape, forget the bloated rules and regulations, completely integrate into the body, and continue to improve your morality."

"So, no matter what you learn in the future, you will forget it, and you can't learn anything in your mind."

There was an inexplicable brilliance in the eyes of the young ancient emperor, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "At this time, you are already a true sage of Baixiao...Of course, after a series of tests now, I still don't know your skills. Some don't understand."

"Because you can understand all kinds of lost languages, and you can even explain them, as if you can directly hear the voice of the other party's soul, skipping the medium of language, but how do you understand books in words?"

He held out his finger,

"The first possibility is that you can perceive the will and spirit left behind by the master through writing, and understand what they wrote."

"Secondly, your physique may have formed a new type of ancient Taoist body. You can also read ancient characters through the ritual divination method of 'sensing heaven and earth'."

"If this is the case, it is somewhat similar to Dao Yanzong's Dao body, but they are good at all kinds of ancient history and the calculation of the fate of the strong. Your physique is good at divination and reading knowledge."

"Is that so?" Wu Lang frowned slightly.

The second guess is pretty outrageous.

"That's up for study, anyway."

The young ancient emperor smiled slightly and said: "The Baixiao sage physique that you have cultivated now is indeed a unique physique today. It can quickly learn all kinds of general fields, even if it is placed in various sword bodies and Taoist bodies. It's the first echelon..."

"Your physique can also be passed on to your offspring."

He smiled and said in a soft voice: "Your child may inherit part of your Baixiao Taoism, and learn various non-combat fields very quickly..."

"After all, there are many powerful descendants nowadays, and their offspring will inherit part of their talents. They are born holy, and you can naturally do the same."

"Even the most typical example, the physique of the first generation of human emperors is not innate. This is the origin, the man-made imperial body."

Wu Lang nodded.

Only the physique of the emperor can accept and practice the lineage of the incense, and inherit the luck of the emperor of a continent.

This is a physique improved by generations of emperors, gradually adapting to the incense, it is impossible for ordinary people without this bloodline to bear it.

"I can only help you here. It is basically certain that your lineage will form a new Mutated Human Emperor bloodline. I hope you will spread out more."

The white-haired ancient emperor sat down again, returned to his seat, continued to look at the martial arts field below leisurely, and said very indifferently:

"After all, I am too old, with dementia, and my old decayed cognition, if I teach you too much, it will only become your hindrance."

"Thank you, master." Wu Lang nodded, even a temporary master did teach himself too much, and helped him perfect his background and skills.

He finally began to make sense of his situation.

simply put.

The efficiency of overtime work has been improved.

Fill yourself crazily, learning and working efficiency +100000%

It has become a super social animal, and you will know it at a glance.

Others are: the eyes understand, but the brain has not learned.

I myself: My brain didn’t understand it, but my body has learned it, and my body can work by itself, forming a working instinct!

Advanced!

The real emperor of working in a hundred fields.

"Now you have just broken through, and you have to adapt to your own strength for a while." He said, looking at the martial arts arena below.

Wu Lang nodded and sat on the emperor's throne, seemingly trying to adapt to the new realm and the inadaptability brought to his body.

wow.

The protective cover slowly opened.

But the few human emperors below showed curiosity.

"The old man seems to have finished teaching."

"Huh? Sure enough, I broke through, but what kind of realm is this? The fusion stage, breaking through to the fusion stage in one breath? What about the transformation?"

"Could it be that you skipped the Transformation God?"

"Why did the ancestor go crazy with this one? This is provoking the traditional practice system."

...

Wu Lang's realm had just broken through, so naturally he couldn't effectively control the overflow of his breath, and he was noticed.

And this time.

After the two of them taught in secret, a week had passed, and every arena outside was very fierce.

In the first half, the curtain has basically come to an end, and it has become a settlement.

Soon, the rankings also appeared.

No.1, Xu Xinying.

No.2, Xi Ruming.

No.3, Mu Jiqiu.

...

The first thousand and 750 third place, Ji Fa.

...

At the first glance, Wu Lang knew that someone was hiding his clumsiness.

Chapter 2 Thirty Finals

Wu Lang was dumbfounded, "This is the first, it's very interesting."

Xu Xinying, a guy with a bad mouth, how can he be number one in every bladder battle that takes the longest and is extremely torturous?

I'm afraid no one else will fight her.

But think about it too.

Everyone could see the characteristics of Xu Xinying's kung fu system.

Although it is not the exaggeration of the legendary "Saint Seiya", after the first move, the second move will be ineffective, but with his sword intent, sword intent, and magic intent, he cut her hundreds or thousands of times? ?

This is not only to help the other party forge their body and perfect his "Sword Tomb" meaning, but also to make this woman have a corresponding resistance to her own Dharma!

and so.

Xi Ruming, who are today's arrogance, did not want to be her sharpening stone, and surrendered directly.

After entering the second half of the finals, we will deal with her.

"Trash, trash!"

Xu Xin stepped off the ring with a sneer on her face, "Xi Ruming, weren't you very proud just now, and now you don't fight me no matter what, you surrender? You sissy, that's it? You are also known as the successor of the number one magic sect in Kyushu ?? Surrender without cutting, are you ashamed?"

"By the way, you seem to be taking the road of invincibility. Now you are afraid of me. There must be something wrong with your Dao heart, right? How pitiful!"

Xu Xinying has been practicing the Bitch for many years, and her level of ridicule is already very high.

She was like a fighter in a boxing match, she talked a lot of trash, and she was very professional.

"Bitch woman."

Xi Ruming's complexion also turned livid.

Apparently, as a typical traditional monk with lofty ideals, he has always been aloof. No one has ever dared to ridicule him with the speech of a street hooligan who is not afraid of death.

"here you go!"

"Good job!"

Some monks next to him also smiled.

Xi Ruming has always been domineering and cannibalizing, giving them a strong sense of oppression. The big scuffle in the finals is his home field, and now he is finally proud.

Sure enough, the worst thing to mess with in this world is a woman.

Some introverted and timid monks began to feel some fear in their hearts, and felt that they had to be more cautious when looking for a Taoist companion in the future.

"Look at what?"

Xu Xinying cast a glance at them, "I'm not targeting him, Xi Ruming, I'm saying that everyone here is rubbish!!!"

Immediately, the crowd was excited.

"Smelly woman, don't think you are afraid to hit you!"

"Is this the quality of Jingzhou monks?"

"You wild woman, you have absolutely no morals, and you don't have the etiquette of a monk!"

...

Some grumpy monks around began to curse, after all, who is not their own baby?Where have you seen such humiliation?

Xu Xinying fought against the group of Confucians with her tongue, her mouth was very vicious, and she was not at all cowardly.

"The younger generation of heroes and geniuses in this world are all soft-footed shrimps. Even I, a weak woman who can't resist you, dare not beat me if you ask you to beat me!"

"You soft-shell men deserve to beat your wife at home!"

Xu Xinying started punching.

And the others were completely enraged.

A group of us can't scold her?

And my best friend Mu Jiqiu was very blushing, looking like I didn't know this guy, and secretly hid aside.

But many people gradually feel that something is wrong.

Xu Xinying was scolded by dozens of 300 people, surrounded by the center, but her face was blushing, and she had an expression of joy and enjoyment.

That joyful blush looked like the heroine of an erotic drama.

"No, don't quarrel with her!"

Someone noticed it immediately and shouted loudly: "There is a way to fight with words and guns. At our level, our law and will will appear in every move, and we can also bombard her with abuse, which is equivalent to helping her exercise!"

All of a sudden, everyone's faces turned bad.

Why is this girl's kung fu so outrageous?

A group of people scolding her is also exercising?

This technique is really cheap in various degrees! !

Hitting her is to help her exercise.

Scolding her is helping her practice.

It's like a hedgehog, you can only hide to avoid her, but she just needs to beat her face and taunt you crazily.