In the bamboo forest.
The wind howled.
A small figure danced rapidly in his hand with a red tassel gun that was twice the size of his body.
Although the figure is small, the figure wielding the spear is so powerful.
Snapped.
A crisp sound exploded in the bamboo forest.
Wu Changqing made a vertical slash and flattened the dead leaves ten feet in front of him, forming a fan shape and going straight into the forest.
Several more thick bamboos were smashed to pieces by the powerful energy.
"Looks like it's time to add some weight to your load again."
Chen Zhibao, dressed in white, sat on a stone nearby and said silently.
Wu Changqing's face suddenly fell.
Two months.
He has used the Xunlong Zhoutian method to open up 104 acupoints in his body, completely opening up a meridian acupoint.
What this gave him was a physical strength that far exceeded that of his peers.
In two months, he had grown nearly ten centimeters in height, and his weight increased from the original 180 kilograms to 240 kilograms.
Now Chen Zhibao actually wants to give him more...
Please, I'm just a kid who's just over three years old, okay?
"You have mastered the seventh style of the Wang Family Spear."
"Then I will teach you the eighth posture now, Guan Hong."
Chen Zhibao stood up slowly and walked towards Wu Changqing. Passing by the weapon rack on the side, he just slapped it casually.
The invisible energy absorbed a long spear into his hand.
The moment he took the spear, Chen Zhibao's aura suddenly strengthened, and what followed was an extremely domineering teaching of marksmanship.
Wu Changqing watched carefully.
"Master Wang, that is my son, Changqing."
Xu Xiao took Wang Chonglou and Li Yishan to the house in front of the bamboo forest.
Through the window, he pointed at the petite figure in the forest.
"Hiss... what kind of bones does the young prince have?!"
When Wang Zhonglou saw Wu Changqing for the first time, his eyes widened unconsciously, as if he had seen something strange.
He saw in Wu Changqing a majestic destiny that ordinary people could not see.
Such a strong Qi is probably not much different from that of the king of that country.
This boy has the appearance of heaven and man!
"This boy does have some talent in martial arts. He has a strong understanding since childhood and his physique is different from ordinary people."
"Chen Zhibao was afraid that this boy's strength would increase too quickly, which would affect his physical development, so he specially added 240 kilograms of weight to his body."
Xu Xiao originally did not intend to let outsiders know about Wu Changqing's existence.
But Wudang Mountain Wang Zhonglou is a special case.
This man has a noble temperament and is kind-hearted. He is a true Taoist and the leader of Wudang Mountain.
As the number one force in Beiliang, Xu Xiao has always wanted to make Wudang Mountain a subsidiary force of the Beiliang Palace.
Now that Wang Zhonglou knows that the Xu family has such a martial arts monster, if the other party has the intention to accept a disciple, he can better bind the other party's power to the Xu family and enhance Beiliang's foundation.
"Two hundred and forty pounds?"
This was the first time that Wang Zhonglou and Li Yishan knew about Wu Changqing's heavy burden.
They couldn't help but exclaimed.
If the two hundred and forty kilograms Li Yishan was panning were attached to an adult, it would probably make that person unable to breathe.
How could the young prince wear such a heavy weight and still be able to move around like a normal person?
Wang Zhonglou's throat rolled as he looked at Wu Changqing's back without moving.
Originally, he just wanted to meet the young prince and ask him about the origin of the five internal organs court method.
But this sight made him feel like he was seeing a golden mountain, and he couldn't look away no matter what.
In the bamboo forest.
There was a roar and explosion.
The last blow of Chen Zhibao's spear technique called Guanhong directly exploded the two-meter-long boulder in the distance into countless pieces.
While the gravel was flying, Chen Zhibao casually glanced at the wooden house outside the bamboo forest.
He felt Xu Xiao's aura, so he didn't turn the gun tip and turn the wooden house into ashes.
"Do it again."
After Chen Zhibao finished a spear skill, he didn't doubt whether Wu Changqing had learned it, and went back to the stone where he was sitting.
"Your Majesty, it's not me who's telling you, isn't General Chen's teaching a bit abrupt?"
"Such a complex and precise marksmanship was only taught once, and then the young prince was asked to do it..."
"This is obviously irresponsible. If the prince wants the young prince to practice martial arts, he can send him to Wudang Mountain, and I, Wang Zhonglou, can teach him patiently..."
Wang Zhonglou seemed to have seen an opportunity and immediately began to deny Chen Zhibao's vulgar teaching method.
He also took the initiative to promote his humanistic teachings at Wudang Mountain, and he even intended to directly accept Wu Changqing as his disciple.
But……
He had not yet finished his words of self-recommendation.
The wind in the forest gradually started to sound, and everyone turned to look.
I saw that Wu Changqing was actually imitating Chen Zhibao's previous marksmanship at this moment, doing each shot without any deviation.
boom!
There was another loud noise.
Wang Zhonglou opened his mouth slightly, but what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.
Wu Changqing's last shot was ten feet away.
A shot penetrated the boulder in the distance...
This...this was done by a three-year-old child?
Wang Zhonglou was frightened because of Wu Changqing's incredible understanding.
Chen Zhibao's gun could not be restored 100% even if he did not fully observe it.
What happened to this little prince?
"Keep practicing, this is the training task for the next week."
Chen Zhibao said casually, turned around, left the bamboo forest, and walked into the bamboo house outside.
"good."
Wu Changqing responded softly, and started practicing over and over again like an extremely tired machine.
And at the end of each shot, a huge boulder in the forest will explode.
The bamboo forest roared continuously.
"I've met my adoptive father. Headmaster Wang, I haven't seen him for a long time."
Chen Zhibao came to the wooden house, bowed to Xu Xiao, and bowed his hands to Wang Zhonglou.
"General Chen, you have just taught the young prince for two months, why do you start asking him to practice moves?"
"Shouldn't the young prince's physical foundation be strengthened first?"
"Although the young prince is physically strong, it does not mean that he can fully control his power. You are so impatient in teaching..."
When Wang Chonglou saw Chen Zhibao, he expressed his objection to Chen Zhibao's teaching.
"Headmaster Wang may have misunderstood."
"The young prince has long passed the stage of physical training. Even the moves, he has also learned the forty-two secrets of my Wang family's marksmanship."
"There is nothing wrong with teaching students in accordance with their aptitude."
Chen Zhibao looked at Wang Zhonglou's pointing look and stopped him expressionlessly.
"What? Wang Xiu's forty-two skills of marksmanship...has the young prince learned it?"
At this time, Wang Zhonglou was completely confused.
One of the four great masters of the year, the Spear Immortal Wang Xiu, had his unique skills learned by the young prince in just two months?
