Yan Ting's pupils shrank suddenly, as if being stabbed by thousands of needles. He was not surprised at all that Zhao Xiuning could catch the cup he threw at him. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the cup even if it didn't break, but there was not a drop of wine in it.
It's outrageous before it's sprinkled.
With such a high rotational speed, it is impossible for the wine inside to stop immediately, because when the rotational speed stops, it will splash out as the wall of the cup rises and falls, but Zhao Xiuning did it.
"Mo Xuanzhang, go on!" Zhao Xiuning didn't pause, and threw the cup at Mo Xuanzhang within two breaths after receiving the cup.
Mo Xuanzhang frowned and looked at the cup that was coming quickly. The time was too short for him to think too much. He followed Zhao Xiuning's movements again, caught the cup with his right hand, and successfully caught it with skill.
It stayed there without breaking, but the drink spilled out as he turned too far in circles.
"This..." Mo Xuanzhang froze on the spot, his eyes half closed.
"I learned very quickly, but it's a pity that I used too much skill. If you believe me, you might as well practice more. It might be helpful in the future." Zhao Xiuning said calmly. After saying this, he returned to
On your own seat.
Yan Ting and Mo Xuanzhang looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Senior Brother Zhao Xiuning actually personally guided Yan Ting and Mo Xuanzhang."
"In the past ten years, I have never seen him take the initiative to talk to anyone. When I call him, he just nods. It has never been like this."
Liu Yuetian shook his folding fan and smiled without saying a word. He had always known that it was not that Zhao Xiuning was unwilling to guide others, but that no one in the inner courtyard was qualified.
The rest of the people looked at them with a bit of envy. Yan Ting and Mo Xuanzhang were lucky to be taught by the most talented person in Zhulu Academy in the past twenty years.
"Do you understand?" Yan Ting asked Qin Feiling.
Qin Feiling pondered for a while and said: "Borrowing Qi, releasing force, and guiding force. I saw these three methods from his actions just now."
"What do you mean, can you speak human words?" Yan Ting asked stubbornly.
Qin Feiling punched him on the head. Yan Ting held his head in his hands and took a step back.
"When you smashed it, Zhao Xiuning rotated to the right. The moment he caught the cup, his hand also swung away to the right. In fact, he avoided a head-on collision with the cup, but made smooth contact after a short period of time.
He retreats in the direction in which the cup was thrown, using the friction between his palm and the wall of the cup to reduce the speed of the cup. Moreover, when he rotates, he will drive his arm to swing to the right. The cup is close to the palm, and the palm will carry the cup with it.
Turn, this is like a kind of guidance to relieve force. When the force is relieved to a certain extent, he can naturally catch your cup perfectly without spilling a drop of wine." Qin Feiling explained.
Yan Ting frowned and said: "The cup is so fast, how could he control it so accurately, and..."
The words stopped suddenly, and Yan Ting looked at Qin Feiling as if he suddenly realized, because Qin Feiling just mentioned it, excuse me!
It is true that Zhao Xiuning did not use his vitality, but he used the airflow to create resistance to the cup. Because the airflow was invisible and Zhao Xiuning did not use too much airflow, he was able to slow down without breaking the cup. Later, with the help of
The airflow guided the cup to turn, just like leading a cow by the nose. What seemed impossible was already doomed from the moment Yan Ting threw the cup.
"Do you understand now?" Qin Feiling smiled.
Yan Ting looked at Mo Xuanzhang, who nodded to him, then put down the cup and returned to his seat.
"Borrow energy, release force, guide force..." Yan Ting tried hard to digest these things.
The banquet would not end because of such an episode. It continued. Long Qianye smiled and asked Zhao Xiuning: "Just teach these?"
"It should be enough. It can be considered as a gift to them as my senior brother. It depends on them how much they can realize." Zhao Xiuning said.
"You have worked hard over the years to understand 'Return to Heaven and Countercurrent'
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, and also gained some insights. No matter how high their understanding is, they will not achieve much in a short period of time, so why not be more direct?" Long Qianye asked again.
"What others say directly is not as good as what others teach. What others teach is not as good as what I understand. What I understand is not as good as what I create. These are what you taught me, Master." Zhao Xiuning picked up a glass of wine and toasted Long Qian.
leaf.
Long Qianye looked at his beloved disciple and suddenly smiled, it was enough for a disciple to be like this.
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"Senior brother, do you know what senior brother Zhao Xiuning means?"
"I don't know, I was thinking."
"Then why do I think senior sister Qin Feiling and senior brother Mo Xuanzhang seem to understand?"
"You mean I'm stupider than them?"
"No, I just think you are a little duller than them."
Bang!
Yan Ting slapped Buyunya on the back of the head, causing Buyunya to burst into tears.
At noon, the banquet was over, and it was time to leave.
Their identities, talents, souls, family backgrounds, paths, and ideals are also different, but they have a common name - Disciple Zhulu.
No matter when or where they are, they will never forget the pure land of Zhulu Academy.
I can’t forget the two academies in the north and south that assist in training, the Tower of Heaven that hone my fighting power, and the Tower that records millions of miles of customs, customs, and sect secrets.
Leaving Zhulu Academy is not the end of their struggle, but the beginning of their glory.
As the saying goes, you will fall down as soon as you fall asleep after a full stomach. Buyunya returned home and fell asleep. Yan Ting covered him with a quilt and walked out of the room quietly. Qin Feiling stood at the door, watching him do these things.
"You can't use any training place in the academy this month. How do you want to practice? If you lose a month, it will be even more difficult to defeat Gu Feichun." Qin Feiling crossed her arms in front of her chest and said.
Yan Ting sat in the pavilion with his feet on the table. This stone chair with a backrest was quite humane. It could at least allow him to lie down comfortably for a while and relieve his inner irritability.
Just recovering from a serious injury, Yan Ting did not feel any relaxed. After the battle at Fengyuntai, he had seen a lot more clearly and had a preliminary understanding of his ultimate combat power. He was the only one who could defeat Gu Feichun who did not use Yuanhun.
Only when your cultivation reaches the seventh level of Tianyuan, you may not be beaten so badly. If you want to win, you will have to eat shit!
Perhaps, only by following what the man in black robe said and wielding Duan Ya with all his strength can there be a slight chance.
"I plan to go to the World of Warcraft Forest. I won't improve much if I stay in the academy for a month. It's better to go out for a walk." Yan Ting expressed his thoughts. In his opinion, in addition to the north and south of the inner courtyard,
There was nothing in the two courtyards or Chongxiao Tower that could help him.
"The Warcraft Forest is indeed a good place. With your current strength, as long as you don't encounter a level 4 monster, there is almost no danger. But are you not afraid that Gu Feichun will do something dirty to you?" Qin Feiling said slightly worriedly.
"I'm afraid, after leaving Zhulu Academy, Gu Feichun has many ways to kill me without leaving any trace, but if I stay in Zhulu Academy and waste this month, it's just a dream for me to defeat Gu Feichun. It's better to give it a try." Yan
Ting said with a smile.
Qin Feiling didn't say anything else. Yan Ting's idea was right. The World of Warcraft Forest was dangerous and extremely dangerous, but it was very suitable for Yan Ting to practice. Only there could Yan Ting improve greatly.
"When do you plan to go?" Qin Feiling asked.
"Tomorrow." Yan Ting answered simply. For him, the sooner the better, and the later the better. He glanced at Qin Feiling and smiled: "The Yan Alliance is still weak, so I'll ask you to take care of it more."
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"Huh, now you are thinking of me. Why, would your Yan Alliance collapse without me?" Qin Fei Ling said in a coquettish tone.
Yan Ting scratched his head, smiled and said: "Isn't this just established? I
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If this alliance leader is not strong, how can he lead his subordinates? With you as his backer, how can he be worthy of you if he doesn't help me with it?"
"Hmph, I don't have a Yuan Stone." Qin Feiling said indifferently.
Yan Ting thought for a moment, took out all the Yuan stones in the space ring, and piled a small mountain on the stone table. Concubine Qin frowned, a little surprised that Yan Ting actually had so many Yuan stones.
"These Yuan Stones are all my property, and they are all given to you. I gave him two hundred yuan from Buyunya. You can use half of them to practice yourself, and the other half will be given to Mo Xuanzhang and the others for me. It depends on how you use them.
They are dead." Yan Ting said frankly.
It had only been a month since he came to the inner courtyard, and he had been lying on the bed for half a month. In the first half of the month, except for the more than 200 yuan stones he earned in the Sky Tower in the first three days, the rest was earned every three days.
One hundred and fifty yuan stones, he thought at that time he could only use it for himself, and at most give some to Qin Fei Lingbuyunya and the others. One hundred and fifty yuan in three days should be enough. If he had known he would be a Yan
The leader of the alliance would never have agreed to that Elder Fan just for the sake of convenience.
"There should be about three hundred yuan left. Let's just use it for a while and wait until this month passes." Yan Ting licked his lips, as if he felt that he owed Qin Feiling, and he was a little embarrassed.
I have no choice, my strength is not good, and I can't bring out many good things. If I have to ask for help, I have to rely on my own face to get it.
Qin Feiling put away these yuan stones, sighed, and pretended to be at a loss and said: "Okay, I will reluctantly help you manage the Yan League. Alas, I will only manage it for a month.
Otherwise, if you have to process the money, it will cost you one hundred yuan stones for more than one day."
Yan Ting chuckled and said, "Okay!"
The two people looked at each other and smiled, just sitting under the pavilion and chatting.
Suddenly Yan Ting asked: "Do you like wearing red clothes?"
"Why are you asking this?" Qin Feiling asked back.
"I once saw a girl in red clothes. She had a tough mouth and a bad temper. She was lying alone in the ice and snow. After I rescued her, she ate my barbecue and beat me because she said two words.
, does not regard me as her savior at all, I just want to know, how could such a person exist?"
"That may be... she has never... been angry like this since she was a child, right?" Qin Feiling's voice softened.
"How can she be angry? In those few days, I was the one who was angry. She almost finished all the food. When she left, she even gave her some clothes, causing me to freeze all the way home."
"Then you...ask me if I like wearing red clothes?"
"Because she is very beautiful, and so are you. I just want to know if you look alike in red clothes."
"Do you... think that I have the same temper as her, and that we both like... to hit people?" Qin Feiling suddenly yelled out the last few words, and Yan Ting was so frightened that she fell off the chair.
"I don't mean that!" Yan Ting stuttered and ran away.
But Qin Feiling sat still in her position, watching Yan Ting run away. Her little face began to twitch, the corners of her eyes turned red, and she finally couldn't help but shed two lines of clear tears. She ran out of the door and leaned against her back.
He was leaning against the wall, covering his eyes with one hand, and his lips were trembling.
Yan Ting poked his head out of the room, but did not see Qin Feiling's figure, and asked doubtfully: "Leaving?"
He looked around again and after confirming that Qin Feiling had left, he murmured to himself: "It's getting late, it's okay to leave, but she didn't come to beat me. Is it strange?"
Early the next morning, Yan Ting changed into clean white clothes and prepared several sets of clothes. After washing, he carried Duan Ya, who was taller than him, out of the house, out of Zhulu Academy, and towards the World of Warcraft Forest.
