324 The Difficult Years of Teaching Ning Yujin to Practice Martial Arts 2
"Watch carefully," Mo Jingxiao demonstrated and patiently explained to Ning Yujin, "If you meet someone with ill intentions on the street, when he reaches out to touch you, grab him with one hand.
wrist, and then use the elbow of the other hand to hit his armpit..."
The words were spoken and the movements were in place. Zero Yi was pushed out by Mo Jingxiao's move and almost hit the pillar of the corridor nearby.
After he turned over and almost fell to the ground and let out a long sigh of relief, he raised his head and saw Mo Jingxiao giving him a cold glance. The look in his eyes clearly meant the same thing - he did it on purpose.
Zero One couldn't help but touch his nose, it seemed like their father was quite vindictive sometimes.
"Do you see clearly?" Mo Jingxiao asked Ning Yujin.
Ning Yujin stretched out her hands and gestured on both sides, nodded and said, "Yes, it's clear."
Mo Jingxiao then reached out and waved at Ling: "Come here again and demonstrate with me again."
Ling Yi was still a little sore from being hit by Mo Jingxiao, but when he heard that he was accompanying Ning Yujin to demonstrate, he felt relieved. There was no left or right fist this time, so he should not be hurt.
A person who doesn't know martial arts will be knocked out again.
"Miss Third, I'm offended." He cupped his hands and saluted Ning Yujin first.
Ning Yujin waved her hands, her eyes formed a bridge, and she said with a smile: "You don't have to be too accommodating to me, otherwise it will be bad if you only learn a little bit."
Zero Yi admired Ning Yujin's thirst for knowledge and immediately walked up to her and stretched out her hand to "tease" her.
Ning Yujin also reacted very quickly, but the routine was a little different from what Mo Jingxiao had demonstrated just now - she stretched out her hand to grab Ling Yi's hand, and moved her other hand, and several strings appeared between her fingers.
The silver needle poked Ling Yi in the eye with its shining silver light.
Ling Yi was startled by Ning Yujin's sudden move, and subconsciously raised his arms to block it.
But they saw that the silver needle in Ning Yujin's hand was just a feint. The real special move was an anti-wolf kick at the last moment. The kick made Ling open his mouth and scream, and he jumped away while covering his lower body.
The shadow guards watching the battle suddenly took in a breath of cold air, feeling that it was chilly down there, and quickly stretched out their hands to block it. They were extremely glad that their master did not let them use them as targets for Miss Ning San.
Ning Yujin only reacted after taking action, and apologized to Ling Yi in a panic: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yiyi, I didn't mean it. I don't know why, but when I saw you coming over, I took action subconsciously...
"
It seems that she is usually too vigilant and this has become a conditioned reflex.
"No...it's okay..." Ling Yi gritted his teeth and endured the pain, squeezing out the words through his teeth, "It's a good thing that the third lady can learn and use it flexibly, and add her own strengths."
As he said that, he raised his head to look at Mo Jingxiao: "Sir, do you think that at Miss Third's level, self-defense is unnecessary?"
There were only a few small medicine bags she carried with her, but there were no weird things in them. If anyone wanted to harm her, she would grab a smoke bomb and stink bomb and throw them into people's faces, and then throw a handful of silver needles everywhere
Who can't surrender obediently after being poked?
Well, even if someone can dodge, it must be someone with extremely high Qinggong skills, so it’s useless for the third lady to learn these moves.
Mo Jingxiao stared at Ning Yujin for a long time, and finally nodded, agreeing with Ling Yi's statement: "There is no need for self-defense. Let's teach Qinggong."
Qinggong is essential for escaping. He has made too many enemies in his life, and there will be many people who want Ning Yujin's life. After learning Qinggong and the self-defense things on her body, the probability of escaping will be higher.
Ning Yujin had long been fascinated by the skills of Mo Jingxiao and the shadow guards flying over walls and walls. When she heard Mo Jingxiao teaching Qing Kung, she immediately nodded her head: "Qing Kung is good, Qing Kung is good, just teach Qing Kung."
The Qinggong of the Shadow Guards has been practiced since childhood. For someone like her who became a monk halfway, it is very difficult to practice Qinggong. In addition, Xiangyue provides delicious food and drinks every day, and Ning Yujin’s
That figure...you know.
Mo Jingxiao decided to let Ning Yujin experience the feeling of flying and let her find inspiration from it.
Ning Yujin was naturally very happy and happily followed Mo Jingxiao.
As a result, when Mo Jingxiao threw her directly from the roof, she wanted to scold her.
Seeing that the ground was close at hand, she was about to give her dear earth a warm hug, when she saw a dark shadow flashing in front of her eyes. Mo Jingxiao had already come down from the roof first and reached out to grab her by the back of her collar.
"How does it feel?"
Ning Yujin's body was a little weak, so she stood up holding Mo Jingxiao's hand and said calmly: "Well, it feels very good. At that moment, I felt like a swallow, soaring freely in the sky...ah ah
Ah ah... Mo Jingxiao, what are you doing? I don't want to go up... don't go up..."
"Since it feels good, let's do it a few more times." Mo Jingxiao's hand was thrown out before he could even finish his words, and Ning Yujin once again made a free gesture in mid-air.
Falling body.
"Don't just be afraid, try to lift your breath slowly, and feel that your body is light..." Mo Jingxiao once again reached out to catch Ning Yujin, and asked the dying woman, "Do you feel it?"
Ning Yujin's whole body seemed to be boneless and limp, but she still managed to hold on and shook her head.
Mo Jingxiao's eyes narrowed: "You haven't felt it yet? It seems like it will have to happen a few more times."
Ning Yujin didn't even scream this time. She was thrown around like a rag doll by Mo Jingxiao, her head spinning.
In the end, even Mo Jingxiao couldn't stand it any longer. He stopped and asked Ning Yujin worriedly: "Why don't we stop practicing this Qing Kung Fu?"
"No!" Ning Yujin immediately perked up when she mentioned this. She was already dizzy and quickly shook her head and said, "It's okay if you don't practice anything else. You must practice Qing Gong!"
She looks so cool flying around in the sky. If she wants to sneak out to play in the future, she won't have to pretend like last time. She will just run away without a trace. Who can catch her?
Everyone didn't know what she was thinking, and they all praised her for her perseverance and courage, and they all showed admiration.
Only Mo Jingxiao glanced at Ning Yujin doubtfully, thinking that if there was no benefit to such a thankless task, would Ning Yujin, a lazy person, do it?
"Even if you have to practice, let's practice tomorrow." Mo Jingxiao looked at Ning Yujin, fearing that her body wouldn't be able to bear it.
Ning Yujin raised her head and glanced at the sky, nodded and agreed, "Then let's practice again tomorrow. It's already dinner time."
As she spoke, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth, showing a greedy look on her face. I heard that Xiangyue was making secret sauce chicken tonight.