Douluo's Night

"Hey, what's the name of the boxing set you played on the training ground today?"

After class, Ye Xi returned to her dormitory, only to find an intruder sitting in the room. Qian Renxue sat on her seat with her legs crossed, as if she had been waiting for a long time.

"How do you know?" Ye Xi took off his coat, hung it on a wooden hanger nearby, and twisted his neck.

"Hehe, I can clearly see every move you make."

Qian Renxue smiled, and it could be seen from the night that this smile was a little forced.

He pondered for a moment and asked: "I was preached by the Pope."

Qian Renxue was startled, hugging her knees with her hands, curling up on her seat, her little head lowered, "Well, she said I don't work hard or work hard."

Ye Zixin said that it turned out that he was scolded by his master, no wonder. He only had one master, and that was the master in his first life. That master beat and scolded him, but he didn't want his disciple to die on the road to death.

In this Douluo Continent, although the principle of respecting the strong is still the same, it is much gentler than the bloody world in the past.

After that, no matter how many times he was reborn, he never worshiped a master after entering the sect.

"I'm scolding you because I'm doing you a favor. Master is like this." Ye Xi leaned on the bed, grabbed the sand in the sandbox next to the bed with his right hand, and sprinkled it evenly.

"Hmm." Qian Renxue seemed to accept this statement. She blinked her big golden eyes and looked at Yese's movements curiously, "Yeshe, what are you doing?"

"The secret must not be leaked." Ye Xie showed a mysterious smile for the first time, holding up a finger in front of his mouth.

"Humph, you stingy one." Qian Renxue was not happy when she heard this and stood at the door of the dormitory, "Hurry up and be my sparring partner and teach me the boxing technique you used today."

"Okay." The dark eyes flashed, and the last grain of sand fell from his hand. His expression changed slightly, and he looked at Qian Renxue's back with a strange scrutiny in his eyes.

The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, but the secrets of heaven are measurable. What Ye Xie does is to test the secrets of heaven. Of course, he is counting the secrets of those original geniuses in this world.

After a quick calculation, I only found out that one of the most dazzling geniuses was named Tang, and I couldn't see the others clearly.

Interrupted by Qian Renxue, Ye Zi glanced at Qian Renxue's secret with a mischievous tone.

He discovered that Qian Renxue's original golden color was now entangled with a trace of black light, but this black light got along extremely well with the golden light. What was going on?

Black awn, black. . . I won’t talk about myself anymore. Ye Xie didn't think that his arrival would change anything for this little girl. Although he had the idea of ​​accepting her as his disciple, others didn't like him.

"That boxing technique is not suitable for you." Ye Zi said with his hands behind his back.

Qian Renxue's face turned bitter, "Ah, why rice?"

"That set of boxing techniques is suitable for people with sufficient yang energy. Generally speaking, it is only suitable for men to practice." Ye Xi said with his hands behind his back. He looked at Qian Renxue's curious eyes and felt like a master and disciple.

"Yang Qi... what is it?" Qian Renxue asked curiously.

The night was silent for a moment. It seemed that he had said too much at once. Moreover, if he taught something and let the Pope know about it, how could he explain it?

"You'll know later." Ye Xie said foolishly, watching Qian Renxue put up a posture, obviously wanting to fight before talking. For the first time in the rebirth, she felt speechless. This little girl really knew it all day long. Fight.

"I don't need my second soul skill." Qian Renxue said hesitantly. She still remembered clearly how she used her second soul skill to beat Ye Zi into vomiting blood. Although she liked fighting, she didn't want to see Ye Zi because she was injured. Vomiting blood.

"You're kidding, attack with all your strength." Ye Xie rubbed her wrist, and was actually underestimated by a little girl. This. . . In what manner

Qian Renxue rushed forward again. This time Ye Xie did not choose to confront her head-on. Instead, he adopted the guerrilla strategy he used at the beginning. He could see that Qian Renxue did not practice any internal skills, and all movements were It was consuming her little soul power.

After Ye Zi cultivated the Mortal Dao Heart, he was able to recover a small amount of soul power while fighting. This is why Ye Zi was able to fight a protracted battle with Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue was panting from exhaustion, and her slender body was outlined with sweat. On the other hand, the night was just dodging blindly. The soul skills in this world are too general.

For example, Qian Renxue's first soul skill is to focus the sacred power on her right fist and then strike it out. This soul skill follows Qian Renxue's fist. No matter how fast she moves, there will still be flaws. .

Ye Zhi caught this flaw.

"Huh...huh." Qian Renxue put her hands on her knees and gasped hard, "How is it possible? You evaded them all."

"Do you believe what I say? Your lower body is empty, and the use of soul power consumes too much, so naturally your physical strength cannot keep up."

"What do you mean, I didn't understand." Qian Renxue sat on the grass, patted her side and motioned for Ye Xi to sit down and explain.

Ye Shi did not sit down, but stood in front of her, "Give me the simplest example, when do you use your first soul skill when you punch?"

"Well... it should have been the moment I punched out my fist." Qian Renxue thought for a moment and then replied.

"Stupid" Ye Se scolded, "If you are facing an evenly matched opponent, there is nothing wrong with you doing this, but in a long protracted battle, if you can save some soul power, you cannot use your first soul skill to accelerate at the last moment. Do you want to throw a punch?"

Qian Renxue was a little unconvinced, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Ye Xi was right.

Ye Zi watched Qian Renxue thinking and felt a line of sight looking at her. Ye Zi, who was extremely sensitive to sight, did not turn sideways to look at the source of the sight.

The only one looking at her precious disciple here was the Pope. He stretched out in the night, he was so protective.

"You can ask your master for advice on how to keep the soul power running in the body." Ye Xi then thought about it. It would be a lot of trouble for Qian Renxue to learn her own cultivation method. After much thought, she decided to let the Pope teach her.

After hearing the Pope, Qian Renxue's eyes dimmed, she nodded and said, "I understand."

She looked at the night and was slightly stunned, "Hey, you, you are at level ten."

"Yes." Ye Se spread his hands, saying that his cultivation speed was too slow for him.

"Such a fast speed." Qian Renxue said blankly. When I saw him a few days ago, he was only level five. Yesterday he was level nine. Today he is level ten. What kind of evil speed is this?

"Stop thinking nonsense, little girl, practice hard, I'm going to practice too." Ye Xi rubbed Qian Renxue's little head sitting on the ground, then turned and left.

Qian Renxue covered her little head that had been rubbed, not knowing what she was thinking.