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Chapter 570 Set a small goal

"Okay, that's great, you two come with me." After discovering two good seedlings, Deacon Wu was very excited.

Although Wu Ming didn't know what Deacon Wu asked him to do, it should be a good thing.

One left and one right, Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang followed Deacon Wu and walked towards the martial arts training ground.

In the school grounds, Deacon Wu turned on the light and shadow equipment, and said earnestly: "You two, play Tengyun Hand again, and Tengyun Nine Changes. I will record a video for you and send it to the Luo family. If you can’t attract attention, it depends on your good fortune.”

The value of the Luo family's Martial Arts Hall is to cultivate disciples with different surnames and to add fresh blood to the Luo family.

For a long time, being accepted into the door of the Luo family has been a good opportunity for many Yanwu hall disciples to fly on the branches and become phoenixes, and it also means whether they will eat meat or shit in the future.

And here, there is also a big difference.

For example, there is a big difference whether you passed the examination and entered the Luo family, or were recommended to join the Luo family, or the Luo family invited you to join.

For the latter, the enjoyment conditions are looser and the resources are more inclined.

The former has the same status as a domestic slave. If he gets along well, he becomes a deacon with a foreign surname, but if he doesn't get along well, he will bow his head and be a man for the rest of his life.

Wu Ming joined the Luo family for resources, not for being a dog.

In his heart, he and the Luo family should be mutually beneficial, instead of being low-key and petty, let alone drifting with the tide.

Therefore, the opportunity in front of you should not be missed. Only by showing talents that are different from ordinary people can you get the resources that are different from ordinary people.

"I'm ready." Wu Ming stood up straight, although he was young, his bearing was not inferior to others.

Next to him, Zhang Xiaoqiang was much worse. Standing together at the same age, one is a golden boy, and the other is sorry for the audience. The gap is particularly obvious.

"Let's get started." Deacon Wu didn't say much, standing on the sidelines like a referee.

Wu Ming nodded slightly, and started with nine transformations. Under the nine transformations, his shadow was everywhere in the school field covering an area of ​​one thousand meters.

The wind follows people, and the shadow follows the wind. Wu Ming's figure is like flying through the clouds, and the strange changes are elusive.

With approval on his face, Deacon Wu manipulated the light and shadow equipment, and kept capturing Wu Ming.

Whenever it is ingenious, it even pauses the camera to keep a close-up, and keeps muttering: "Such a good seedling, if the people of my family are not interested, I will eat the light and shadow instrument."

Tengyun's nine transformations, even with Tengyun's hand, Wu Ming fought for a full 10 minutes before he let out his breath and stopped.

Reaching out his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead, Wu Ming smiled and nodded at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then walked out of the scope of the light and shadow instrument.

"Hmph, I will never be worse than you." The kind smile fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and it immediately became a gesture of showing off his strength.

You can't afford to hurt a glass heart, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's thoughts are also different from ordinary people, he is much more sensitive than ordinary people, and he likes to think wildly.

With the heart of fighting in his heart, when it was Zhang Xiaoqiang's turn, there was no doubt that there were leaks in his moves.

You must know that the martial arts in the star swallowing world are not for strengthening the body, but for fighting for the front.

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang made a move, Wu Ming's eyes lit up.

Compared with his moves, Zhang Xiaoqiang's moves are indomitable, like a duel with others, although it is not perfect, but there is another change.

Wu Ming evaluated from the bottom of his heart, if his moves were 100 points, Zhang Xiaoqiang scored 80 points the first time, but now it is at least 90 points.

The extra 10 points are not due to Zhang Xiaoqiang's improvement, but because he has displayed his aura, and the warrior will go forward indomitable.

"I think Zhang Xiaoqiang has a lot of energy, and he wants to surpass you!" Outside the arena, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was fighting vigorously, Deacon Wu said to Wu Ming with a smile.

Wu Ming shook his head slightly. From the beginning to the end, he never regarded Zhang Xiaoqiang as an imaginary enemy. The only person on the road of martial arts that he could pursue with the intention was Luo Feng.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is a genius, and Luo Feng is a genius among geniuses, and they are the ones who have already risen.

12-year-old warrior, 16-year-old warrior, 22-year-old war god, 36-year-old satellite-level, 50-year-old planetary-level
You know, at the beginning of Luo Feng's rise, there were not so many martial arts skills on earth, let alone so many resources.

In the stories that have been circulated outside, Luo Feng rose completely on his own. Compared with him, Wu Ming and Zhang Xiaoqiang both stood on the shoulders of giants.

If you want to talk about the gap, this is the difference between the entrepreneurial generation and the rich second generation.

Whether it's feelings, mind, or the hardships he has experienced since childhood, Luo Feng is better.Compared with Luo Feng's legendary deeds, Zhang Xiaoqiang can only be regarded as a brat, and there is no comparison at all for the time being.

"Set a small goal first, adult satellite level, 1-year universe lord." Wu Ming looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, but his eyes were not focused, and only Luo Feng was thinking.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know this, and when he saw Wu Ming's gaze, he felt more energetic all over his body.

Humph haha, Tengyun Jiubian was fighting fiercely, Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously looked out of the corner of his eyes, wanting to see the shock in Wu Ming's eyes.

Look, no.

Look again, still not there.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face turned black in an instant, and he felt that his self-esteem had been hit by [-] critical points, and his weak heart was shattered into glass shards, and he couldn't pick it up after falling on the ground.

"Deacon Wu, you are busy, I'm going back to class." Wu Ming didn't know what Zhang Xiaoqiang was thinking, and left without looking back.

As for the recorded video, whether it can attract the attention of the Luo family, Wu Ming is not worried at all.

The stronger the family, the more attention it takes to geniuses, just like a shark that smells blood, you will never miss it when you encounter it.

If it doesn't work this time, Wu Ming will come up with another one. As long as the performance is superior enough, he doesn't believe that the Luo family can still sit still.

Tengyun Hand, Transforming Bone Palm, Subduing Dragon Kick, Hunyuan Fist, Shocking Shadow Movement
It's like Wu Ming has activated a cheating device, and he can learn low-level martial arts just by watching them once, directly opening the brutal learning mode.

In the Martial Arts Hall, there are hundreds of deacons, each of whom has unique skills.

A month has passed, and the news of Luo's family has not yet come out. Wu Ming has stolen the skills of the old master, and the reputation of terror has blossomed again.

"Bone Bone Palm is a God of War-level unique skill, and the same is true for Splitting the Air Palm. One is for close combat and the other is for long-distance combat. It would be great if they can be combined with each other." After learning hundreds of God of War-level unique skills, Wu Ming's reserve of martial arts is already comparable to Veteran God of War powerhouse.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about the possibility of martial arts fusion, such as the fusion of bone-forming palm and splitting palm, forming a unique technique that can not only fight in close combat, but also kill from a distance.

Or, combining the Iron Hand, Vajra Leg, Hemlock Kung Fu, Iron Head Kung Fu, and Iron Crotch Kung Fu to form a body training method that has no flaws from top to bottom.

Do whatever he wants, Wu Ming began to live in a simple way, while waiting for the Luo family's reply, while integrating the martial arts he mastered.

In the blink of an eye, it's another week.
"Wu Ming, I have already learned all the secrets of hundreds of deacons." On this day, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who hadn't seen him for a long time, looked for him impatiently, with an unconcealable excitement on his shoehorn face.

Wu Ming was sitting by the window at this time, looking at a sparrow sitting on a tree, and said indifferently after hearing the sound, "Well, congratulations."

The plain answer was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all Zhang Xiaoqiang's excitement.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had a gloomy look on his face, this was not what he wanted.

This month, he has been catching up all the time, in order not to let Wu Ming widen the gap.

Now, even though he was seven days late, he finally caught up. Why did Wu Ming say these things were not worth mentioning.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Xiaoqiang had nothing to say, with an expression of reluctance on his face.

Wu Ming looked at him impatiently, like looking at a mortal fly, and said lightly, "Look at the birds."

"What's so interesting about birds, since we're free and free, why don't we try and compete." As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang finished speaking, Wu Ming suddenly raised his hand and quickly slapped the window.

Subconsciously looking up, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the sparrow sitting on the branch hadn't been hit by Wu Ming at all, and couldn't help but burst into joy.

Why is there joy? As a chaser all along, what Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to see most is Wu Ming making a fool of himself in front of him.

It's a pity that Wu Ming has been downplaying it all the time, crushing him like a mountain.

Now, finally got the chance, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes widened immediately, and he said, "You missed!"

"Look again..." the old god Wu Ming said, and walked outside.

One step, two steps, three steps.
When the fourth step was taken, Zhang Xiaoqiang's widened eyes suddenly saw the sparrow standing on the branch, and it melted with a "poof".

Melted, completely melted, except for the feathers, the whole sparrow turned into a pool of blood.

(End of this chapter)