"Puff!"
A few wisps of blood splashed out from Ma Hongjun and Kendao Chenxin, and then a few small golden particles appeared in the hands of Oscar and Shui Bing'er.
"Just this little thing? I clearly feel like something like gold wire is wrapped around my muscles. How can it be such a little thing?" Chen Xin said in surprise when he saw the dragon's beard needle in Shui Bing'er's hand.
Shui Bing'er nodded and explained, "Senior, you don't know, this thing is the Hair Jin Dragon Beard Needle. After Fa Jin leaves the protection of the crystal, it will curl up into such small golden particles, and it will be injected with soul power. It will transform into Fajin again, and once it loses its soul power, it will recover again, you see!"
Shui Bing'er said as she pinched a golden particle the size of a grain of rice in her hand, and poured soul power into it. Under the strange gazes of Ning Fengzhi and Sword Bone Douluo, it turned into a golden needle like a hair.
"Fajin is extremely tough and surprisingly elastic. Once it is separated from the support of the soul, it will curl up again. After it is injected into the human body, it is extremely difficult to find the source of it unless specific techniques are used. Therefore, if you want to take it out, All we can do is cut off the entire curled up muscles."
"Of course, the real use of the Dragon Beard Needle is that because it is extremely small and tough, after being injected with soul power and shot out, it can have the effect of breaking the surface, attacking the enemy unprepared, and specifically breaking the defensive soul skills of the soul master."
"Is this thing so vicious?" Chen Xin frowned and muttered displeasedly.
Ning Rongrong pouted and muttered, "Grandpa Jian, whether a weapon is vicious or not is not determined by the weapon itself, but by the person who uses it. If you use it righteously, you will be righteous, and if you use it evilly, you will be evil. If you use it Wouldn’t it be perfect to protect yourself and punish the evildoers?”
"So your Grandpa Jian and I are evil?" Sword Douluo asked back, but he nodded with relief in his eyes, as did Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo. They really didn't expect that their little baby could say such insightful words. Come.
The words Ning Rongrong was about to speak were choked by Chen Xin, and she stamped her feet dissatisfied, muttering, "Grandpa Jian, you are so evil, you bully Rongrong again, and ignore you, huh!"
"Rongrong, don't. Grandpa Jian is just joking. Grandpa Jian is wrong. My little princess is right. She is absolutely right. Grandpa Jian supports you." Chen Xin quickly greeted her with a smile.
"Hmph, that's pretty much it!" Ning Rongrong pouted. Of course she could tell that Sword Douluo was just teasing her on purpose.
At this time, Shui Bing'er walked up to Ning Rongrong, stretched out her hand and said, "Rongrong, originally we gave you the Dragon Beard Needle for self-defense, but you were too playful, so I gave you the Dragon Beard Needle first." I, when you are no longer so playful in the future, my sister will give you a thousand more, not one less, take it."
When Ning Rongrong heard this, she was startled. She giggled, stepped forward and hugged Shui Bing'er's arm, and said in a sweet voice, "No, Sister Bingbing, Rongrong promises that she will be good in the future." Be obedient and don't mess around, so don't confiscate my dragon beard needle, okay, Sister Bingbing." Ning Rongrong said while pulling Shui Bing'er's arm and shaking it from side to side.
"A thousand? I'll be nice!"
Sword Dou Luo Chen murmured in his heart and shivered. He really couldn't imagine what would happen if his little baby had just injected a thousand dragon whisker needles into his body.
"A thousand?"
A flash of light flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Bingbing, I wonder how many of these you still have. Can I sell them to your Uncle Ning? And those weapons that Rongrong used before, can you tell me where you started from? Where did you get it? If possible, uncle would like to acquire the manufacturing technology of those weapons."
Shui Bing'er and Ning Rongrong looked at Ma Hongjun with their beautiful eyes. Tang San was not here. Regarding the matter of hidden weapons, the decision-making power still rested with Deputy Sect Master Ma.
"Hello, Sect Master Ning, the weapons used by Rongrong are called hidden weapons. The ownership of the production process of these hidden weapons belongs to my junior brother Tang San, so the specific acquisition matters need to be discussed between you and my junior brother. We cannot do this. Yes." Ma Hongjun bowed and said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Hidden weapon? Tang San?"
"Yes, Sect Master Ning. A hidden weapon is a weapon used secretly to catch the enemy unawares. Tang San is also a student of our Shrek. We are one of the eight sworn brothers and sisters. I believe you must have heard of his father." Ma Hongjun said.
"Oh? Who is the father of little brother Tang San?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.
"Haotian Douluo." Ma Hongjun said.
Ning Fengzhi was suddenly startled, and even Sword Bone Douluo looked at Ma Hongjun in surprise.
"Haotian Douluo? Are you sure?"
Ma Hongjun nodded, "Yes, Sect Master Ning. When I brought my junior brother and sister back to Shrek, we happened to catch up with our Shrek enrollment. Teacher Zhao Wuji, who was in charge of the assessment at the time, had itchy hands and wanted to test our cultivation. , and ended up accidentally injuring my junior brother. That night, the third son’s father, Tang Hao, came to the door and asked Teacher Zhao to have a discussion in the woods next to the college. That night, I met Uncle Tang , a tall and mighty figure, holding the Clear Sky Hammer, surrounded by nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple, four black, one red, and his powerful and domineering figure left an indelible impression on me."
Ma Hongjun seemed to say it unintentionally, with even more longing in his expression.
"What? What color is his soul ring? Tell me again." Sword Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly shrank, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"Two yellows, two purples, four blacks, and one red!" Ma Hongjun said seriously.
"It turned out to be a hundred thousand year soul ring. I didn't expect that he would appear after disappearing. Boy, are you sure you're not deceiving us by talking nonsense?" Sword Douluo asked.
Ma Hongjun smiled bitterly and said, "In front of several seniors, how dare I dare to be so presumptuous? I wonder if the three seniors can understand the cloak hammering technique?"
Bone Douluo asked, "Oh? You know how?"
Ma Hongjun said, "I performed the random cloak hammering technique half a month ago. Rongrong can testify that the three of them were watching at the time."
A glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, she touched her precious daughter's hair and said softly, "Rongrong, what's going on? Can you tell daddy?"
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly and told Ning Fengzhi and Sword Bone Douluo about their encounter with Suppression Douluo and Ma Hongjun's acceptance of two disciples.
"It's actually two more Titled Douluo!"
After hearing what Ning Rongrong said, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Bone Douluo no longer doubted what Ma Hongjun said. They didn't believe Ma Hongjun, but they believed what their little baby saw with their own eyes.
And Ning Fengzhi didn't believe that Ma Hongjun would tell him this for no reason, so he couldn't help but look at Ma Hongjun with a hint of curiosity and inexplicable meaning.
"My nephew is so lucky!" Ning Fengzhi said as if sighing, and he was also a little confused in his heart. What is so strange about this boy that he can be taught the random cloak hammering technique by Tang Hao?
You know, that is Haotian Sect's unique skill, but it has never been rumored.
But Sword Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi probably wouldn't know that Ma Hongjun's cloak hammering technique was not taught by Tang Hao at all, but by his son Tang San.
However, Ma Hongjun later understood that since Tang Hao was secretly guarding Tang San, he must also know that the mistress had taught him the cloak hammering technique. Since he didn't come forward to stop it, or say anything, he acquiesced, so his random cloak hammering technique can be said to be a disguised form of what Tang Hao taught, which is pretty much it.
