Wuxia: You can’t start without Mrs. Guo!

Qin Hongmian, who was dealing with Gan Baobao on the side, Yu Guang saw that his daughter defeated Zhong Wanqiu, who was not even his opponent, with one move, how could he not know who this credit was.

Gan Baobao was also a little unbelievable, his master and nephew had only been seen for a few days, and his martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds!

And the other party’s pace, why is it so familiar?

Noticing that Gan Baobao was distracted, Qin Hongmian, who was even more angry in his heart, sneered, and slashed towards the former’s chest with a knife for nothing.

“Ahhh…”

Gan Baobao screamed strangely, but thanks to the timely reaction, the blade just made a cut in his clothes and flashed.

If this is half a point ahead, there will be an extra bloody 09 on the chest, then it will be enough!

“Mom!”

At this moment, a light voice came.

Before the words fell, a petite figure flew over, seeing that his mother was in danger, and quickly helped.

“Bang!”

It was also a move, and Qin Hongmian was slapped back one after another.

Mu Wanqing looked in her eyes and looked straight at this lively and innocent Zhong Ling sister.

The body technique that Zhong Lingfei used just now was clearly the horizontal movement in the Nine Yin True Scripture.

Dodging the footwork of his master’s blade, it was a Lingbo microstep!

Nine Yin True Scripture aside, Mu Wanqing clearly remembered that Qin Feng had told himself that there were very few people who knew the two martial arts of the Northern Darkness Divine Skill and Lingbo Microstep.

But when Zhong Ling made a move just now, she felt that the internal force in the other party’s body was the same as her own.

“Mom, why did you fight with Uncle Shi?”

Zhong Ling asked, then looked at Mu Wanqing and asked:

“Sister Mu, what’s going on?”

“Eh, Sister Mu, how are you?!” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

In the last sentence, it was Mu Wanqing who made a move against Zhong Ling.

The two clashed, stepping on the same Lingbo microsteps, their bodies were ethereal, dashing and dusty, and with the beauty of the two, they were dancing like two fairies.

Zhong Ling was taught by Qin Feng earlier, and he was studying hard every day, without slack, and his use of these martial arts was naturally more comfortable than Mu Wanqing.

Seeing Sister Mu performing the same Lingbo microstep as herself, Zhong Ling’s eyes were full of curiosity, and he asked suspiciously:

“Hey, Sister Mu, why do you also take a slight step?”

When Mu Wanqing heard this, her face turned slightly pale, and a certain conjecture in her heart became stronger, but she still didn’t want to believe it, and successively performed several other martial arts taught by Qin Feng.

But every time she changed her martial arts, Zhong Ling saw that it was her martial arts, and she subconsciously performed the same.

Just like this, dozens of moves, the same footwork, the same body technique, the same 757 fist palm technique, the two are completely incomparable, and no one has the upper hand.

Qin Hongmian, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, saw that his daughter and Gan Baobao’s daughter used exactly the same martial arts, and suddenly smiled:

“Haha…”

“Gan Baobao, I can’t imagine that you also have today!”

She knew that Mu Wanqing’s martial arts were all taught by Qin Feng, and now Zhong Linghui’s martial arts were exactly the same as her daughter’s, Qin Hongmian didn’t believe that there was such a clever thing in the world.

Then there is only one possibility.

The martial arts of both were taught by one man.

Qin Hongmian thought to himself.