Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 46
It was night, Zhang Yang smiled wryly, and fell asleep.

"Misty World Qi Refining Art" is cool again.

He didn't intend to tell Ji Mengyao about this exercise, because Zhang Yang couldn't explain how he obtained this exercise, and how to prove that his practice method was the correct route, so he didn't inform him, which caused Ji Mengyao to guard Zhang Yang and practice for an afternoon. Half a night of hard work.

Such as "Mengyao, I have something to leave." They are all regarded as lazy words, and being watched is hard training.

So, the second pre-practice of "Misty World Qi Refining Jue" is cool again!
The next day, Zhang Yang just took a bath and came out of the medicine vat.

Sighing, Zhang Yang gave up the start of the third pre-training.

He took the fine iron long sword, located Yan Xiu's position by himself, and looked for it with a dark face.

If you want to practice "Misty World Qi Refining Jue", because of Ji Mengyao's stress, hard training is inevitable, but Zhang Yang needs to practice "Misty World Qi Refining Jue" for 100 days beforehand. It's an inevitable conflict. Zhang Yang doesn't intend to tell Ji Mengyao about the existence of this skill, so there is only one way: defeat Yan Xiu, so that Zhang Yang doesn't have to practice hard anymore!
Zhang Yang went straight from Yukou Village to the beach.

When he found Yan Xiu, Zhang Yang's expression eased, and he gradually showed shock.

On the endless sea, Yan Xiu was dressed in Tsing Yi, his aura condensed into a layer of protective energy, and a layer of brilliant light was spread on his long sword, stepping on the sword in the sea!

With a sword strike, the waves rolled and flew up, setting off waves, but Yan Xiu quickly dodged to catch up with the waves, and struck with his sword!

To fight against the mighty force of nature with a sword!

Zhang Yang watched for a long time without making a sound or moving, just watching quietly without disturbing.

The brilliance of the long sword was extremely bright in an instant, and a sword energy broke through the waves and divided the sea, cutting straight to the depth of the field of vision, but the sea water was forced back for three breaths and did not fill up!

As soon as Yan Xiu stepped on the surface of the sea, he skimmed for a while and landed in front of Zhang Yang: "You are interesting, you kid, maybe you have also practiced divination, and you were able to find Yan's location, not bad, not bad. After all, what do you want from me?"

"My Taoist partner, Ji Mengyao." Zhang Yang said with a displeased expression on his face: "She guessed that you are going to participate in this immortal gate war, and plan to teach me all your skills and let me practice hard for half a month!"

"Oh?" Yan Xiu had an inexplicable smile on his face: "Isn't that very good?"

"But I also have other things, but Mengyao must think that your inheritance is more important." Zhang Yang was even more upset.

"Hoho! I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed!" Yan Xiu stroked his inch-long beard happily, and said with a smile, "Then what's the matter?"

Zhang Yang growled: "Muscle control! Comprehensive!"

Zhang Yang's body is not big but small, and the overall body shape tends to be thin and thin. Only the back muscles are particularly developed, and the muscles of the whole body are strong but not swollen. Then he slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand and hid it behind him. Ask for advice, see the truth in your hand!"

When Yan Xiu saw Zhang Yang's secret technique, he narrowed his eyes, touched the beard on his chin, thought for a while, and slowly hid the long sword behind his back, saying: "This secret technique of yours is really incredible. The strength is all integrated together, almost matching the level of Yan's 20 years of hard work. You can fight, but I won't hold back, I will see blood, kid."

Zhang Yang snorted coldly, and said seriously: "Come on! I will definitely defeat you!"

"Okay!" Yan Xiu's center of gravity sank slowly, his feet were loose, and he seemed to be walking leisurely. In fact, his eyes were fixed on the flaws in Zhang Yang's body, and he said in his mouth: "There is no need to be courteous, it has already begun."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Xiu's figure flashed!
At the same time, Zhang Yang blocked the horizontal sword diagonally!
"Ding!" There was a sound of gold and iron.

Yan Xiu flashed back to the original place and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, I've made great progress!"

Zhang Yang glanced at the long sword on the side of his sword, and when he was distracted, he felt something was wrong and subconsciously threw it back!
A sword light pierced through his scalp!

"What do you think you're doing, kid."

Yan Xiu's change of foot is a pursuit.

And although Zhang Yang's lazy donkey rolled several times, although it was not good-looking, he avoided it.

Blocking the long sword that was directly attacking his right arm again, he suddenly felt a strong force in his stomach and kicked. At the same time, there was a huge force from the sword. Zhang Yang subconsciously let go, the long sword flew out, and he fell backward without any reaction. , and fell on the beach without any force on his back.

Yan Xiu walked up to Zhang Yang slowly, and said calmly, "If it wasn't for you, I'm from the same sect, and I also intended to tell you something. If you lose, it's nothing more than death."

"Cut!" Zhang Yang dissatisfied: "I only used the exercises you used. If I use it with all my strength, how can I be defeated in a few hits?"

"Oh?" Yan Xiu showed an angry face, tried his best to restrain himself, and said coldly: "Little devil, you said you only used my exercises? Get up!! You want to challenge Yan, but you don't use all your strength?"

"What's the point of that!" Zhang Yang stood up holding his stomach: "If you don't use the exercises you practice, what can you learn?"

Yan Xiu's eyes turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fight me with all your strength, do you hear me, I don't want to say it a second time!"

He held the hilt of the sword fiercely with his fingers, tried his best to restrain his emotions, and looked at Zhang Yang: "There is a limit to the kindness!"

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth: "I have my reasons!! Only use your skills to fight against you!"

"Hmph! Pick up your sword and fight again!" Yan Xiu laughed angrily and took three steps back.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yang returned with bruises all over his body.

He was repaired badly by Yan Xiu.

Yan Xiu finally kept his hand. Although he was serious, he always slapped him with the face of the sword, instead of directly attacking him with the tip or edge of the sword.

Zhang Yang covered his face, not only feeling depressed, but also a little pained.

Yan Xiu didn't know what to think, but he seemed to have done it on purpose. The face of the sword that greeted him the most was his face.

At this time, a face can be easily supported, and the cheeks are bulging, and you can support it with your hands casually.

Walking to a hidden place, Zhang Yang took a god-level healing medicine into his belly, grabbed the long sword and went back!

Yan Xiu was still practicing sword against the sea.

Seeing that Zhang Yang ran back again, Yan Xiu looked at Zhang Yang's original bruise, and let out a light sigh: "Little devil, you seem to have a lot of background?"

Zhang Yang hurriedly threw the pot away and said, "Ah, I met Ji Shizong's junior sister Pei Ziyuan on the road, and asked her to treat her. Hehe, senior brother, shall we fight again?"

"Nonsense!" Even Yan Xiu couldn't laugh or cry, he paced back and forth, and said, "Forget it, I've taught you everything, come here, I'll explain it to you."

"These sword moves are the most basic sword moves, with a total of seven moves."

Zhang Yang looked at it, practiced it for a while, and then tried to optimize it to a sword that was more suitable for his body.

I haven't practiced a few swords yet.

"No!!!!" Yan Xiu yelled!
A piece of wooden stick hit Zhang Yang in the ribs!
It didn't hurt this time, it just hurt!Zhang Yang almost burst into tears and shouted aggrievedly: "The standard posture does not suit my physique. If I take action in this posture, the power can be increased by [-]%!"

Yan Xiu blinked, and tentatively began to optimize. After trying it out, his face was puzzled, and he said to himself: "It makes sense."

Suddenly he shook his head suddenly, and stared at Zhang Yang: "I told you to practice the standard posture, what are you optimizing! Practice according to the basic posture!"

"But the basic posture doesn't fit my physique!" Zhang Yang yelled again.

"Crack!" "Ouch!!!!"

After being beaten by the small wooden stick a few times, Zhang Yang changed into a standard posture in humiliation, and practiced without saying a word with a dark face.

(End of this chapter)