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Chapter 14: Knife Manual

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    Luo Jiujiang has to admit that his master is indeed an unfathomable person.

    Not to mention the passion powder that he added to his daily breakfast, the puppet that he took out casually, the mechanism puppets who walked various ways, and the essence of eyesight experience obtained by casually pointing out, just the pile that he used to smash Luo Jiujiang at the beginning  The books are quite extraordinary.

    Not counting the big book that he had to memorize in front of Luo Cang for half an hour every day, Luo Jiujiang dug up at least a hundred books on sword techniques in the process of sorting out the pile of books.

    There is nothing surprising about the sword technique alone. It is easier to learn about swords and sticks than swords and halberds, so there are a hundred and eighty books in the Rockwell library.  However, compared with the quality of the sword manuals in Luo Cang's library and these booklets that Luo Cang casually threw to him, they are probably not worthy of carrying shoes.

    Putting down these many excellent sword skills in front of a swordsman is like deliberately hanging a pot of extremely mellow wine under the nose of a drunkard. It is no wonder that Luo Jiujiang can bear it.

    This is the reason why he bows his waist and rubs his body, raises the knife with one hand, swings his sleeve as a knife with the other arm, and uses the move "Hundred Flowers Return to the Swallow" to block a puppet that makes Emei water sting on the right, and push away another gun on the left.  up.

    At this time, five or six puppets lay down in a haphazard manner in the arena, all holding various weapons in their hands.  Luo Cang didn't wait for Luo Jiujiang to knock down the last puppet, but popped out a little wine to fix it, ending the practical training.

    "'Pear Blossom Rain', 'Anger Slashing a Thousand Army', 'Weisheng Holding a Pillar'" Luo Cang narrowed his eyes slightly, and reported the names of more than twenty moves in a row according to the order in which Luo Jiujiang used them just now.  See, you have swallowed at least eight sword manuals these days."

    Luo Jiujiang put the knife back into its sheath first, and then raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose: "Actually, I have read about ten copies of the knife manual"

    As expected, Luo Cang raised his eyebrows in disapproval: "How much time do you spend on this every night? How can you bear the energy in the long run?" And as far as he saw just now, the few sword manuals Luo Jiujiang read had a variety of styles and tenderness.  There are all kinds of people, and there are also people who are very domineering, and they are not in the same development direction at all.

    "Actually, it didn't take much time." Luo Jiujiang took a peek at Luo Cang's face, "These sword manuals are thin, I just read them and memorized them, and I can almost master them after one practice. I don't dare to be proficient.  How much can be described."

    Luo Cang: ""

    Even though he had already expected the aptitude of his apprentice, such a talent is still too amazing.

    The martial arts in the world are roughly divided into four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang, and each level is divided into nine levels.  It's not that he doesn't have world-level exercises, but the spiritual power contained in them is extremely murderous, and a teenager can't handle such a mental shock.

    And Luo Cang didn't keep a copy of the Huangjie Gongfa in his hand - he thought it was cheap.  Therefore, most of the knife manuals that Luo Cang threw to Luo Jiujiang at the beginning were at the eighth or ninth level of the mysterious rank, and it was enough to take out two or three copies for the foundation-building monks, but now they are drawn by a little Qi-refining monk in Luo Jiujiang  She swallowed it whole.

    Not only did he swallow more than a dozen sword manuals in one gulp, he also swallowed more than a dozen different methods.  If an ordinary qi refining monk dares to learn the mysterious exercises like him, he doesn't need a dozen books, but only five or six books are enough to drive people crazy.

    This kid is bold and bold, neither serious nor serious!

    However, judging from the performance just now, he chewed quite comfortably, and he didn't have any indigestion at all.

    It seems that Luo Jiujiang is far from reaching his limit now, and his daily training can still add some size to him.  Luo Cang lowered his eyelids and thought: This bastard is too courageous. He has done such a thing in just a few days. If he makes a wrong eye in the future, he may poke a hole in the sky.

    Just as Luo Cang wanted to signal Luo Jiujiang to stand back in place, he recalled the quantifiers Luo Jiujiang had just used.  Based on his understanding of this bastard these days, Luo Cang asked just in case: "By the way, how many 'ten books' are there?" Eleven?  Twelve?

    Luo Jiujiang: ""

    He smiled obediently at Luo Cang.

    Luo Cang is already quite familiar with this kind of "reserved silence", once Luo Jiujiang laughed like this, something must have happened again.  Luo Cang tapped the handle of the wheelchair two or three times with his index finger irritably, and asked repeatedly: "How many 'ten books' are there?" Fourteen?  Fifteen?

    "Nineteen and four." Luo Jiujiang reluctantly reported the number.

    Luo Cang: "" This counting method is also very unique.

    Go to his dozen books!  This kid has read a total of twenty-three books!

    Counting from the days when Luo Cang gave Luo Jiujiang those books, until now, it has only been half a month. His usual training here is still raising the upper limit for Luo Jiujiang day by day.  I spare no effort to turn over all kinds of knife manuals!

    &nbsBy the way, Du Di has the nerve to spread the word about such a useless thing after being beaten up?  "

    "You asked Shuangyu, I listened to him."

    Dong Shuangyu kept drinking tea with his head down, and raised his head when Yue Qinghui called him.  He slowly scraped off the tea foam with the tea lid, and then he spoke the first words since meeting Luo Jiujiang.

    "Master Luo doesn't know something. Du Di's eldest brother, Du Chuan, has returned to the island recently."

    Du Chuan is Du Di's eldest brother. He used to practice in the Mallow Sect in the Cloud Leopard Realm. He has already built the third level of foundation at the age of 23. He is a young talent who is highly valued by the sect.

    "Huh?" Luo Jiujiang thought for a while, "Isn't it, is Du Di's IQ already so low? Why call his eldest brother back from the sect if you want to block me? Those guest servants in his family are just for show?  "

    Han Qianling rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, and reminded: "The Seven Islands Competition."

    Of course Du Chuan came back from a long way not just to find a place for his brother.  He came here for the generous prizes of the Seven Islands Competition, and of course he would beat Luo Jiujiang as revenge on the way.

    "Yes, yes." Luo Jiujiang cheered up, and clapped his hands quickly, "The younger one should be the older one¡ªbut have they all forgotten that these two brothers are both older than me?"

    Everyone laughed sullenly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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