Chapter 0005, in duplicate
He had a vague feeling that Sun Guiwu would cause some trouble
Li Chengkong smiled and did not argue with him
Old Wang realized that he did not need to correct himself, as Li Chengkong was making progress again and again, with increasing speed
"You haven't slept yet, but you're dreaming!" Hu Yunshi said coldly, "Have you ever thought about whether you can survive if you really encounter it?"
What made you change your mind
With our combined skills, the odds of victory are greatly in our favor
Song Minghua and the other two were engaged in a fierce battle with a man in black
He memorized these techniques while elaborating on them
"Stop the nonsense and practice!" Hu Yunshi said coldly, closing his eyes and beginning to meditate and cultivate his energy
Recently, that fellow has been causing quite a stir, what if you really encounter him
He huddled motionless on the bed, maintaining a slow and even breath, his eyes half-closed, gripping the iron rod tightly
How is it so coincidental? He just happened to come to us?
The movements of the four individuals were remarkably swift, akin to a rabbit springing and a hawk diving, leaving Li Chengkong's eyes dazzled.
Yet strangely, as their palms intersected and their garments fluttered, such intense movements produced not a single sound
Before going to sleep, he glanced over at Sun Guiwu, who had already fallen asleep, yet he frowned slightly
The moon tonight is very large, and the moonlight shines on his bed, illuminating the room
Song Minghua remained motionless, pressing down on the chest of the man in black, without any slackening, intending to hold on until the man in black was completely dead before releasing his grip
Hu Yunshi glared at him fiercely: "Nonsense!"
As the fingers of the two individuals were about to touch the black scarf, they suddenly retracted their hands and hurriedly stepped back
Hu Yunshi was caught off guard, as the glowing red nails were just inches away, ready to claw into his eye sockets
Moreover, he has never given up on the idea of restoring his body, and it is not impossible for him to regain his heavenly roots through cultivation and become a man again
He had interacted with the three individuals for less than one month and had generally grasped their personalities
The cycle continued until late at night, when I finally lay down and fell asleep holding onto the iron rod
This seemingly ordinary刺 contains dozens of key points, intricate beyond imagination
Seeing his speed of stabbing was so fast, they were all taken aback, but after exchanging a glance, they continued to chat casually, pretending not to have seen it
The man in black trembled, frozen in place as if under a spell of paralysis
Song Minghua, Sun Guiwu, and Hu Yunshi displayed exceptional teamwork, with Song Minghua primarily defending against the attacks of the assailants in black, while Sun Guiwu and Hu Yunshi took the lead in offense
It was the first time he witnessed warriors in combat, the first time he realized that human movements could be so swift and ruthless, which unexpectedly evoked a chilling sensation.
Old Wang passed this technique to Li Chengkong only after recognizing his talent and his precise control over his body
He could clearly see the movements of the man in black, swift as a ghost, with his hands spread wide like eagle claws, the nails faintly glimmering with a cold light. The techniques made him feel a chill throughout his body, a coldness rising from within.
Song Minghua's clothes clung tightly to his body
Li Chengkong's expression turned serious, no longer joking, and began to practice this Qian Kun Yi style
It is evidently related to Sun Guiwu
Alas... Old Wang wore a look of deep regret
"Stop the nonsense, hurry up and practice!" Old Wang grunted, "If we really encounter that demon brat, we will have to rely on it to save our lives!"
Old Wang meticulously breaks down each movement, from the toes and the soles of the feet to the calves and thighs, then to the waist and abdomen, followed by the shoulders, elbows, wrists, and fingers, as well as the coordination of internal energy
You really should not practice martial arts! Old Wang sighed and said: Practicing martial arts is just asking for trouble, it is simply seeking out problems!
It is common for individuals practicing this form to easily lose focus, managing one aspect while neglecting another
Li Chengkong adjusted the speed of his thoughts back to normal, and everything around him transformed into slow motion, with each move and technique clearly manifesting.
He felt an unsettling sensation, not rushing to act, and opened his eyes a crack, which caused him to be taken aback by what he saw
In the blink of an eye, with only a trace of energy left, he continued to practice the Qian Kun form with utmost care and stealth.
Sun Guiwu is cheerful and magnanimous, acts impulsively, and possesses great courage; such a person is capable of undertaking anything.
Due to excessive practice, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his thoughts began to arise
Song Minghua and the other two were gathered together chatting casually
How could he have coincidentally entered this room
Old Wang, do you want to pass on your swordsmanship to me
Hehe. Sun Guiwu smiled mysteriously.
He made a gentle thrust, silently and without a trace
Song Minghua said: "This courtyard is not so easily obtained; the four who have died are no less than us."
Li Chengkong stopped the iron rake
The task is accomplished! Sun Guiwu said with a smile
Song Minghua and Sun Guiwu sat on the bed to practice meditation and martial arts
After hundreds of thrusts, once the spirit has nearly recovered, I close my eyes to cultivate my energy. After practicing my energy for a while, I then practice the Qian Kun technique.
There are dozens of people in their courtyard, making an excessive noise; one has to queue to take a shower, and in the morning, one also has to queue to use the toilet
Hah! Hah! The twin claws respectively grazed the chests of Song Minghua and Sun Guiwu, and their bodies shot towards Hu Yunshi as if they were equipped with springs
Li Chengkong took it and smiled: "Ha, Old Wang, you are truly cunning."
Li Chengkong only felt a flash in his eyes, and the stick was already in another place
Li Chengkong could tell that although the black-clad man's moves were swift, they were somewhat disordered
In a world where martial arts flourish, not practicing martial arts is more contemptible than being castrated and becoming a eunuch
In the midst of deep slumber, he suddenly awoke for reasons unknown.
He suspects that there might be an issue with his ears, yet he can hear his own heartbeat. If his ears are fine, then it must be them that have the problem
Song Minghua pressed his right palm against his heart and looked at him coldly
Thank you, Old Wang
Suddenly, Sun Guiwu and Hu Yunshi held down Song Minghua's back
He had a sudden flash of inspiration and thought of Sun Guiwu's mysterious smile
Having already died once, I do not wish to live another life as mundane as the last one
Li Chengkong also took the iron rod to bed to practice his qi
The man in black suddenly halted, his fingernail hovering just before Hu Yunshi's left eyelid, a mere hair's breadth away
The eyes of the man in black suddenly opened, emitting a blood-red glow
"Old Song, is he completely dead?" Sun Guiwu stepped forward to pull off the black-clad man's veil, while Hu Yunshi also reached out to check for his breath.
The figure in black is slender, with a masked face, revealing only a pair of eyes that emit a chilling glare
This wooden stick is actually an iron rod, heavy in hand, and holding it brings an inexplicable sense of peace.
If we could take that guy down and get the yard, that would be wonderful!" Sun Guiwu said with a smile
Unexpectedly, among the three, the one who appeared the weakest, Song Minghua, possessed the strongest martial arts skills. His movements were graceful and elegant, swift and precise, always managing to block the black-clad assailants just in time before they could strike at the vital points of Sun Guiwu and Hu Yunshi
Is it possible that I am dreaming myself
Song Minghua's palm suddenly accelerated, bypassing the black-clad figure's interception, and struck the figure in the chest
Old Wang pulled a wooden stick from his sleeve, about the thickness of his index finger: "Look closely, I will only teach you this one move, this is the Qian Kun style, and it must not be passed on to outsiders!"
Sun Guiwu and Hu Yunshi breathed a sigh of relief together
The three individuals watched as they fell into the downwind, yet they remained unscathed. Their patient entanglement in battle caused the man in black to move increasingly faster
The two of them are using rakes to till the soil, sifting out the grass roots from the prepared mud.
Old Wang makes a valid point, but often things in the world do not go as one wishes, just like the current situation; do I have any other choices?
If it were not for him, Sun Guiwu and Hu Yunshi would have long been struck in the chest or injured in the back and fallen to the ground
"Let's practice, don't work today!" Old Wang threw a wooden stick to him
Having one's own garden brings tranquility and joy, which is the dream of all vegetable-growing eunuchs
He shook his head and sighed, his face showing regret
Li Chengkong smiled and said: "Reluctant? Then let it be!"
The impact of this刺 far surpassed the sensation of speed experienced while flying in an airplane; he even had the illusion that the instantaneous speed of this刺 was greater than that of the aircraft
It is neither conducive to rest nor to cultivation, and living here is uncomfortable all over
In the evening, when returning to the house, Li Chengkong greeted them and continued practicing the Qian Kun Yi style.
Not bad
Is this man in black the so-called "ghost"? That master of demonic arts, the murderer who has killed several people