Hearing Tang Muyang's reply, Wu Ming's heart suddenly ran past ten thousand grass and mud horses.

However, he had to admit that the other party did have the confidence to say such words.

How many mid-stage Huajin can easily kill a medium-stage Huajin with three early stages of Huajin within a few moves?

"Tang...Master Tang, you haven't answered my question yet. How did you easily kill the four Huajin?"

Wu Ming still asked tirelessly.

Bao Rou, who had just finished her work, hurriedly turned her eyes to hear how Tang Muyang answered.

When Tang Muyang saw the two of them looking like this, he couldn't help but smile, "It's actually very simple, four words... down to earth."

When Wu Ming heard him, his cheeks couldn't help but twitch, "Isn't this the same as not saying it?"

Bao Rou couldn't help but curl her lips, thinking that it was Tang Muyang who was hiding his own private affairs and was unwilling to talk more.

But unexpectedly, Tang Muyang added seriously: "Just because this principle is very simple, no one can do it."

Every warrior wants to improve his strength quickly, so he often ignores the most basic things."

As he said that, he picked up a branch from the ground and walked to the front of a mountain. With a slight shaking his wrist, the dead branch pierced directly into the rock, as if piercing a piece of tofu.

Wu Ming and Bao Rou both opened their mouths wide, a little unbelievable. Without using their true energy, they actually pierced the rocks with wooden branches?

Especially Wu Ming rushed over quickly and asked in surprise: "How did you do it?"

Tang Muyang pulled out the branch and threw it to Wu Ming, "Just use this branch to poke it constantly. When can you poke it into the rocks like I did just now, without using your true energy, and you will be successful.

.”

Wu Ming took the branch half-believingly and stabbed towards the mountain.

"Click!"

Without any accidents, the branches were folded into two pieces, leaving no trace on the rocks.

Tang Muyang patted his shoulder and said, "Stand."

After saying that, he walked back to the fire and sat down.

Wu Ming gritted his teeth, picked up a branch again, poked it at the rock, and broke it without any surprise. He still did not give up and continued to pick up the branch... Bao Rou walked to Tang Muyang and sat down, glaring at the blame.

He glanced at him, "You are so bad. Even if you don't want to teach him, you don't need to mess with him like this, right?"

Tang Muyang looked at her with an innocent look on his face, "I'm just teaching him, don't you see that?"

Bao Rou curled her lips, obviously not believing his nonsense.

Tang Muyang was too lazy to explain any more. He only gave a suggestion because Wu Ming was quite sincere. He believed it if he wanted to believe it, and he would not force it if he didn't want to believe it.

After a moment of silence, Bao Rou finally couldn't help but continue speaking, "You are really a strange person."

Tang Muyang turned around in surprise, "Where is the blame?"

Bao Rou pouted and said with a hint of resentment: "Sometimes, you can clearly explain to others, but you just click it and don't want to say one more word."

When Tang Muyang heard her criticism, he immediately smiled, "Why should I explain it to others?"

Bao Rou hurriedly said, "If you don't explain to others, how can you let people know what you want?"

Tang Muyang looked as if he was taken for granted, "Why do I have to let others know what I want?"

Bao Rou opened her mouth, feeling speechless, and could only mutter, "Mu."

Tang Muyang didn't care about her muttering, but just looked at the starry sky in the east, "Other people except those I care about, others are insignificant to me. I will say what I should say. As for whether to believe or not, it depends on their own luck.

”

When Bao Rou heard his last sentence, she immediately felt funny, "Are you too arrogant?"

Do you believe in you, but you can still be linked to luck?

If you believe in you, you have good fortune. If you don’t believe in you, you have no luck?”

Tang Muyang's mouth curled slightly, and a arrogant look appeared on his face. He said lightly, "Those who believe in me will have eternal life; those who do not believe in me will have a life of death."

"Puff..." Bao Rou almost burst into laughter and couldn't help but push him, "You're fat and you're still panting. Do you really treat yourself as Jesus?"

According to you, if Liu Ruofeng and the others don’t believe you, they will die forever?"

A faint smile appeared on Tang Muyang's face, "It's not impossible."

When Bao Rou saw his confident expression, she was stunned. Couldn’t he be honest, right?

Is Liu Ruofeng and the others really in danger?

No, this is absolutely impossible.

He is not a god!…”Ahhahaha, I succeeded…” Bao Rou was woken up by Wu Ming’s roar.

When she opened her sleepy eyes, she found herself leaning against Tang Muyang's shoulder, and the other person sat upright, like a thousand-year-old pine, giving people a sense of solidity and stability.

She chatted with Tang Muyang for a long time last night, and didn't know when she fell asleep.

When she thought of herself leaning against the other person and sleeping for a night, her pretty face suddenly turned red.

Tang Muyang just glanced at her indifferently and turned his gaze to Wu Ming in the distance.

At this time, the sky was still in a dark state, and I could only see a black shadow jumping and jumping in the distance, which was a great pleasure.

Bao Rou hurriedly packed up, got up and walked over, "Wu Ming, are you okay?"

When Wu Ming heard her inquiry, he hurriedly turned around and grabbed her, "Bunzi, look, I've succeeded."

As he said that, he hurriedly pulled her to the front of the mountain.

Bao Rou looked in the direction he pointed and saw that on the hard rock, she could vaguely see a small pit. Although it was not too deep, it still widened her eyes in surprise.

"This...can't be it you poked it out?"

Bao Rou stared at the wooden stick in Wu Ming's hand, feeling a little disbelief.

This wooden stick is so fragile. With his early stage of cultivation, how could he poke a hard rock out of a pit?

Seeing the suspicion on her face, Wu Ming hurriedly grabbed the wooden stick and stabbed it out suddenly.

"Puff..." The wooden stick poked into the rock again, deeper than the pit just now.

After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Bao Rou's mouth suddenly opened, "You...had you really done it?"

She originally thought Tang Muyang was teasing him, but she didn't expect it to work.

Wu Ming couldn't speak the joy in his heart, and nodded quickly, "I followed the guidance of Master Tang and kept poking the rocks. Just now, I suddenly had a lot of insights in my heart, and my use of power and breath has greatly improved.

.”

Bao Rou looked at the broken wooden sticks piled on the ground like a hill, and couldn't help but admire his persistence, and at the same time she also felt a little admiration for Tang Muyang.

I didn't expect that his seemingly stupid method could really produce such a terrifying effect.

After Wu Ming was excited, he hurriedly walked to Tang Muyang and knelt on his knees, "Thank you for your advice from Master Tang, which has made my martial arts so great progress. I... I really don't know how to thank you.

”

A faint smile appeared on Tang Muyang's face, and he waved his hand, "This is the result of your own efforts, you don't have to thank others."

Wu Ming shook his head quickly, "It is important to work hard on his own, but if there is no guidance from a famous teacher, he will only waste his time.

I, Wu Ming, must remember the kindness of Master Tang’s guidance today, and I will repay you well in the future.”

Bao Ruo, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but feel a little shocked when he heard this.

Even the word "Tang Master" was spoken out, which shows Wu Ming's current respect for Tang Muyang.
Chapter completed!