Because it was the day shift, Elder Qu was not here, and the one protecting Han Yun was another elder named Wang.
Elder Wang took a big step forward and shouted,
"Elder Bai! Hold back!"
Hearing this, Bai Wuqi suddenly woke up and quickly withdrew his inner strength. As the great elder of the Yin Yang Sect, he couldn't kill his own disciples at will, no matter how stupid he was.
"Humph, Elder Bai, the leader asked you to come to Yunwu Hall to learn martial arts, but after you arrived here, you first humiliated Hall Master Han, and then used your inner strength to suppress the disciples. Is this your attitude of visiting me and asking for advice humbly?
If you do this again, I will never go to the head to file a complaint against you!"
Elder Wang spoke righteously, pointed at Bai Wuqi and shouted angrily. For a moment, everyone in the entire hall was glaring at him, and Bai Wuqi became the target of public criticism.
After his face changed for a moment, Bai Wuqi snorted coldly,
"With that matter out of the way, the master asked me to come to you to ask for martial arts skills. I want to see what kind of martial arts skills you can give me.
Don’t forget, I have to represent the sect in the martial arts competition. If I fail to win first place because of your poor martial arts skills, you cannot bear the responsibility."
Han Yun sneered and said coldly,
"Whether the sect can win the first place has nothing to do with me. I won't go out to fight. If you can't win the first place, it's just because you are not good at studying and bring shame to the sect. The fight hasn't even started yet.
Are you shirking responsibility?"
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, bring me your martial arts skills, and I'll leave right now."
Bai Wuqi stretched out his hand.
"What is the technique you practice? What method is suitable for it? What moves do you want? How can I create martial arts for you when you haven't told me anything?"
Although Han Yun was unhappy with this person, it was about the reputation of the sect and he still couldn't lose his temper. He had to give what was due.
"I don't use weapons, I only practice physical fitness, and I only practice boxing and kicking skills. As for the skills, they are more yin and cold."...
Bai Wuqi stood proudly.
Han Yun nodded and took the paper. The junior sister polished it for her attentively.
Bai Wuqi looked at Han Yun who was writing furiously with confusion.
Is this the beginning? No need to think and study?
Well, they must have inquired about me before, knew my skills and usual methods, and conceived it in my mind for several days before coming up with it.
Humph, you deliberately pretended not to know me and asked about the exercises. Do you want to give me a blow?
Hehe, brat, do you think that I can look down upon you by coming here? You are just a loser who cannot practice martial arts. After you finish writing about martial arts, you will prove that your martial arts is garbage. Look at what you have.
I don't have the nerve to continue driving this Yunwu Palace.
Han Yun was still writing martial arts skills silently. When he heard that Bai Wuqi's skills were relatively cold, he already had a suitable martial arts in his mind. With his understanding of god-level martial arts, he quickly supplemented it.
whole.
It took him a quarter of an hour to finish writing about martial arts. Finally, he closed the page and wrote four big words on the cover -
Xuanming Divine Palm!
"Here, the martial arts you want."
Han Yun handed over the notebook.
"So fast?"
Bai Wuqi took the notebook suspiciously and sneered,
"I want to see what kind of rubbish you wrote."
After finishing speaking, he opened the pages of the book and started reading.
The disciples below were not happy again, and they all talked nonsense.
"Hmph, none of the martial arts created by Master Han are of ordinary quality. All of them are top-notch martial arts. How could they be rubbish?"
"You have seen too much rubbish, so you may have mistakenly thought that Palace Master Han's martial arts is the same as the rubbish you have seen."
"I wonder what level the martial arts created by Palace Master Han this time is?"
"I really want to know, why would you give this guy such good martial arts skills? This guy hasn't even taken a penny."
"I want to see it too."
The disciples were busy discussing, but Bai Wuqi turned his ears to nothing and remained silent.
He looked at the Xuanming Divine Palm silently.
His expression changed from disdain at first, to indifference, then to solemnity, and finally to shock.
The facial expressions changed as wonderfully as the face changing in Sichuan Opera.
Bai Wuqi suddenly raised his head, looked at Han Yun and said quickly,
"What kind of palm technique is this? Is it so mysterious? What level is it?"
After Han Yun thought for a moment, he said,
"If you practice well, you should be able to exert heaven-level power."
"Ah? Heaven level?"
Some disciples below exclaimed, and Jun Ling'er and other Yunwu Palace staff all looked at Han Yun in shock.
"Senior Brother, why are you giving him such a good thing? You can just give him away to someone at the earth level. How can you give it to someone at the heaven level?"
"Yes, senior brother, it would be great if we could keep this heaven-level one for ourselves. He spoke so rudely to you, why give it to him?"
"Elder brother, please think about it again."
Everyone is talking to each other, and they are too anxious to do anything. So far, they have only learned one heaven-level Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Oh, plus god-level Tai Chi.
They all felt that Han Yun was a great grievance. When Bai Wuqi said that to him, he actually gave him such good martial arts skills.
Han Yun smiled faintly and waved his hand,
"Don't worry about it. I still have heaven-level martial arts here. I can just write it down when I have time."
Then, he grabbed Xin'er who was about to sneak out to play and put her on the desk to learn how to write.
Xin'er pouted, frowned, reluctantly picked up the pen and wrote the words "Sister Xiaoyu".
Bai Wuqi didn't pay attention to what other people said. At this time, his heart was so shocked that he sat directly on the ground, meditated cross-legged, and started this technique.
"Master Han, is this Xuanming Divine Palm too cold? When I was practicing, I felt as cold as frost inside my body."
While he was running, he asked Han Yun, and there was no trace of unruliness in his tone.
Han Yun was not angry with him either. No matter who asked him for advice, he always tried his best to teach them.
"The reason why your body is as cold as frost is because you have just started to practice. You have just started. When you are as cold as ice, you have just started. When you are as cold as fire, you are considered successful."
"Icy...like fire? How is that possible?"
Bai Wuqi frowned.
Although burns and frostbite occur in different ways, the damage they cause is the same.
Han Yun changed his words in a way that the other party could understand,
"Xuanming Divine Palm is an extremely sinister palm technique. The force of the palm is as continuous as an overwhelming mountain, and the extremely cold internal power impacts the enemy.
The opponent will be chilled to the bone in a short period of time, frostbite will appear on his body, cold poison will enter his body, and it will be bone-chilling.
After the cold poison enters the body, the pain is excruciating when it attacks, and there is a narrow chance of death.
When you practice the cold energy, you will feel very cold at first. After you practice to the extreme, you will not feel cold, but as hot as a burning flame. Only then will you be considered a true master. If you can practice to the first level
, with all its strength, it can be frozen for thousands of miles."