Who made me a peerless genius

But with this sound, at least there is an excuse, Zangxia is not good at labeling him.

This is like having a reason for a rebellion. The Qing emperor sidelined the courtiers and the like. Even if the whole world knows that you want to be the emperor yourself, you must have this slogan and form.

There are twists and turns in this, Ming Zongyi who lacks experience in the world is hard to understand, Gong Yin is actually quite accurate in seeing people, Ming Zongyi lacks something, in Ming Zongyi's view, violence is the last resort of helplessness, This idea cannot be said to be wrong, but...it is indeed not suitable for this arena.

The means you regard as the ultimate weapon are just other people's daily props... With such a concept, how can you not suffer.

Therefore, in the face of Mu Jinyuan's sudden attack, Ming Zongyi was half a beat slower, but as a practitioner of the Resplendent Sutra, he was still able to forcibly explode, and the last strike came first, which is exactly the dominance of the Resplendent Sutra.

【"Do you want to expose the Resplendent Sutra and Wan Dao?"】

In the blink of an eye, Ming Zongyi had such an idea in his heart, and before he could come to a conclusion and take action, suddenly a volcano exploded beside him.

'Volcano'... This is of course just an illusion. How could there be an extra volcano around Ming Zongyi? It's just that when the inner energy erupts, it's like a volcano that has been silent for thousands of years suddenly wakes up, and the volcanic ash is overwhelming Among them, the hot magma appeared ferocious.

boom----

Amidst the deafening roar of inner breath, the bigger man made a move.

Chapter 28 Supermodel skills

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It was like a monstrous wave covered the sky, leaving people with only endless despair.

The movements of different internal breaths are also different when they erupt. The Taixuan Divine Art is calm and peaceful, and it will not explode even if it wants to erupt. The weaker Taiyue Divine Art is completely a rock and has no explosive power to speak of... Special A little bit, such as the Brilliant Sutra, erupts extremely quickly and has an astonishing momentum, but if you experience it carefully, you will find that the explosion of the Brilliant Sutra is just a show, because the Brilliant Inner Breath only has explosive power and no power.

Before today, Ming Zongyi believed that the ceiling of the explosion of inner breath should be Gong Yin and the martial art he practiced. This skill is a real peerless magic skill, and even the core skill of superpowers such as the ability to suppress vertical and horizontal meridians. When the Martial God's inner breath erupted, his aura could be described as earth-shattering, swallowing mountains and seas with arrogance.

Until this moment, the truly terrifying internal energy erupted completely, as if the end of the world had come.

【“!!!!”】

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the terrifying torrent of inner breath rushed past, making Mu Jinyuan's movements freeze in the air.

Seeing this situation, Ming Zongyi just wanted to shout "supermodel" -- if he knew what these two words meant.

If it is said that the momentum is scary when the inner breath explodes, it is also possible that the greater the person is stronger, or like Ming Zongyi, the bright scriptures that should have lasted for dozens of seconds or even minutes burst out in a few seconds. Both can increase the momentum when the inner breath explodes, but no matter how strong the strength is, the nature of the inner breath will not change.

The inner aura erupting from Yue Yue now is not only amazing in momentum, but also very special in nature, so thick that it almost turns into substance. This kind of inner aura has only been seen on that squinting-eyed body.

Taiyue's magical skill sacrificed all explosive power as a price to have this almost substantial internal energy, thus gaining strong attack and defense power, but when it comes to the bigger man...you want them all?

Simply supermodel!

Mu Jinyuan froze, but Yue Yue didn't. She was unceremonious, and came later. Before Mu Jinyuan touched Zangxia, he clasped his arm with his backhand and threw it heavily on the stone table!

boom!

There was only a dull sound, and spider web-like cracks spread on the stone table below, like bloodshot eyes in Mu Jinyuan's eyes.

Mu Jinyuan is not a body-building martial artist, but a mortal body. Now that someone clasped his hands like this, even the stone table underneath was torn apart. If you want to ask him how his hands feel...haha.

But at this moment, no matter how shocking the pain from the hand is, it is not as strong as the turbulent waves in the heart.

"Do it?" Zang Xia said leisurely, "This is really not a good choice... Let go, A Yue."

"Hmph, if you dare to fight in front of Mr. Yue, I will teach you a lesson this time..."

The older the elder let go, Mu Jinyuan's arm was purple and blue... It's hard to imagine what kind of power is contained in her white and thin arm.

However, Mu Jinyuan was also a ruthless person, and he didn't say a word when he was hit so hard.

Beads of sweat rolled out on his forehead, his voice was hoarse, and he asked in a low voice, "What kind of exercise is this?"

This question stunned Ming Zongyi for a while. He guessed that when Mu Jinyuan opened his mouth, he was either admitting his mistakes or asking a question. Ming Zongyi thought that the question should be something like "who are you?" Whether it is an adult or Zangxia, they are all unknown in the Jianghu, without a bit of fame, but now one or two are all so evil, it is natural to ask this question.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jinyuan opened his mouth and asked what kind of exercise it was...

Ming Zongyi was also curious about the answer to this question, but putting himself in his shoes, he would never ask this right away.

Zangxia shook her head lightly.

"What kind of exercise is it, is it important?"

Mu Jinyuan endured the pain and said seriously:

"It does for me."

Hearing this, Zang Xia chuckled lightly.

"Yes, that's the case for Senior Mu."

"..."

Mu Jinyuan no longer extravagantly asked for an impossible answer, he silently retracted his arm, his inner breath flowed in it, and began to activate blood and remove blood stasis.

Inner breath has many functions, not just for fighting...Unfortunately, because of the various properties of inner breath and meridians, it is impossible to heal others, otherwise the warrior can have multiple part-time jobs.

Zangxia sighed softly: "You have to wait until you have suffered a loss before you are honest...well, at least you are honest. How many people hit the south wall and refuse to turn back, what will pay for them in the end?" You paid the price, you say yes, Senior Mu."

"...You are a great person. With your status and methods, I have nothing to say no matter how much you mock me, but I am indeed not a murderer."

Hearing what Mu Jinyuan said, Zangxia couldn't help but smile, while Ming Zongyi shook his head.

Mu Jinyuan is now cooperating. Even if Zangxia didn't mean to get to the point, he still stiffly brought the topic back on track, which was in line with Zangxia's last sentence——had suffered a lot before agreeing to it. honest.

People often say that if we knew this earlier, why bother to start, but who in this world can 'know this earlier'?

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After Mr. Yue made his move, Mu Jinyuan became completely honest. Zangxia asked him a question and he answered it with a very correct attitude. They all answered honestly.

"It's alright, little girl, let's stop here...A Yue, Ming Shaoxia, let's go."

Finally, Zangxia finished asking questions, and Mingyue and they left Mu Jinyuan's courtyard.

"Tibetan girl, do you have any idea?"

After a few steps away from the courtyard, Ming Zongyi opened his mouth to hear Zang Xia's thoughts. The series of repeated questions from the other party made Ming Zongyi a little confused, so he planned to ask about Zang Xia's progress.

——Ming Zongyi can concentrate for four hours continuously, and Zangxia's tricks don't work for him at all. From his perspective, it is indeed difficult to understand the effectiveness of this method.

"Trouble?" Zang Xia smiled, "It's a little more than the past, and a little less than the future."

【"...You are really good at talking nonsense and perfunctory people."】

Ming Zongyi secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, he couldn't afford to offend Shi Qinghuan, not to mention that Zangxia looked even more evil than Shi Qinghuan.

But, speaking of evil...

Ming Zongyi's eyes quietly fell on Mr. Yue.

【"This guy is quite evil...what's the matter with that inner breath."】

【"Couldn't it be that what she's practicing is the inner world scripture?"】

Ming Zongyi's guess is not unreasonable. Judging from the meridian system, the Martial God Art is already a perfect top-level exercise, but the inner breath of the bigger man is stronger than the martial god's inner breath...Ming Zongyi has to It is suspected that this is a method of another system.

Although the internal energy she erupted just now is not the same as the internal energy that Xu Wu erupted back then, but the dantian system is an unknown field, who can say for sure.

【"If she is not in the dantian system, then..."】

Ming Zongyi had a terrible guess, and immediately tried to talk to the older man on the side.

"Miss Yue..."

"You have to call the bigger man!"

Ming Zongyi hadn't finished speaking when she was interrupted by Mr. Yue, who folded her hands on her chest with a serious expression, as if she was talking about some great secret.

【"Your size, my lord, my fourth senior brother's pectoral muscles are bigger than you and A Ling combined..."】

In order to solve the doubts in his heart, Ming Zongyi endured the humiliation and said:

"Master Yue, can I ask you a question?"

Ming Zongyi's soft clothes made the Yue Yue very happy, she waved her small hand, and said beamingly: "Speak, the Yue Yue knows everything!"

Hearing the other party's bragging, Ming Zongyi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said quietly: "I would like to ask Master Yue, there are a total of [-] steps in Tiancheng's climbing ladder, and I can walk one step, two steps, or three steps in one step. Then, How many ways do I have to complete the ladder?"

"It's not easy, the bigger the master, the better you can figure it out!"

She said, counting with her fingers seriously.

Zangxia shook her head.

"Why did Ming Shaoxia tease Ayue like this? It is a number that is so huge and complicated that it cannot be calculated and expressed with existing tools and methods. Even if the Taizu is reborn, he cannot calculate it."

——Yes, Tibetan Taizu was also a mathematician.

Facing a cultural person like Zangxia, Ming Zongyi's sophistry "I'm not, I don't have" was a little hard to say. He looked up at the sky and used a very euphemistic way of swearing.

"Master Yu Yue reminds me of my little junior sister, she is very smart, I want to tease her."

As a deformed sect, Taixuanmen have a set of yin and yang methods that are unique to them. For example, when Zongyi faces outsiders, it is possible to yin and yang each other like this.

"Your Excellency's diligence is like my third senior brother, your reliability in keeping wealth is like my senior senior brother, and your friendliness is like my fourth senior brother..."

Of course, it doesn't need to be so complicated. The purest insult only needs the simplest two words.

'Carole'.

The relationship between Ming Zongyi's teacher and family is naturally unknown to two outsiders, Mr. Yue and Zangxia, but Mr. Yue has an extremely keen sense, and vaguely senses that Ming Zongyi's words just now are not good.

"The bigger the person feels, the more you are cursing!"

"How do you know——the older you are joking, it's nothing."

"really?"

The older man looked suspicious.

"That's probably not what Ming Shaoxia wanted to ask." Zang Xia picked the topic back as if nothing had happened, "If you still want to ask, you should ask now. After a while, you may not have the chance."

Hearing this, Ming Zongyi turned slightly serious.

"The bigger you are... this Yue, is it a surname or a first name?"

The top-level exercises have their own emphasis, and it is unlikely that one exercise will overwhelm another. The Martial God Art is only slightly better than the vertical and horizontal classics. If there is one exercise that can crush the meridian system For the effects of other top skills, Na Ming Zongyi had to think of one person.

This person is of course Tibetan Taizu.

The question I really want to ask is impossible to ask anyway, and if I am not good, I will fall into it. Therefore, Ming Zongyi played a side-ball.

The bigger man didn't notice, and said:

"The bigger the person, the better the surname!"

Hearing this answer, Ming Zongyi suddenly felt bored, so he brushed off the topic with a few perfunctory sentences.

The bigger man didn't understand why, so he muttered a few words casually.

"Strange question."

On the other hand, Zang Xia doesn’t express emotions, she doesn’t show any thoughts at all, the eyes are the windows of the soul, this is not a vernacular saying, what Zang Xia is thinking without showing her eyes, others really have no way of trying to fathom.

Not long after, they came to the courtyard of today's second target.

There was no guard in this yard, and the gate was closed tightly, but there were some sounds from inside, which sounded like punching.

Ming Zongyi stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"I'm coming!"

A drunken cry came from inside.

Not long after, the door was opened, and a drunk man poked his head out.

"Oh...it's a Tibetan girl, who are you looking for?"

"That goes without saying, of course they came to look for me!"

Immediately there was a reply from the yard, and at the same time, the drunk man at the door moved away—although he was drunk, but not to the point of dementia, Zangxia was appointed by the owner of Xiaoyao Village, and ordinary But he didn't dare to confront him, that is, Mu Jinyuan, who boasted that he had some face in Xiaoyao Villa, dared to give Zangxia a little bit of power... Of course, in the end, he swallowed the bitter fruit himself.

"Sorry, Tibetan girl, we are drinking."

The three of Ming Zongyi walked in, and there were three people drinking in the courtyard, including the target of Ming Zongyi's trip, and the others were roommates who lived with him in this courtyard.

The target of their trip is Meng Zhengyang, who looks about 37 or [-] years old. He has medium hair, which looks like he hasn't taken care of it for a long time, and it is casually loosened behind him. It doesn't look greasy.

It was Meng Zhengyang who was talking just now, and he believed that Zang Xia and his party were here to find him.

"Huo." The drinking buddy next to him immediately laughed and booed, and said, "So, you know that you have committed a crime, and you can't escape the Tibetan girl's Wuzhi Mountain. Before you die, you have a beheaded wine with your brothers?"

Meng Zhengyang laughed loudly and said, "Haha, it's all wrong!"