"Niubi, please be merciful, don't let my master break it." Dahuang bared his teeth at Zhang Yunlai and squatted on the ground, looking at him eagerly.
Li Dou'er liked this scene the most. His eyes were shining. He had already chosen the best viewing position, pulled up Zhong Zhong and Chang Qing, and guarded him on the left and right. In that state, he could only hold a hand in his hand. It’s the last one.
In the field, Cao An and Zhang Yunlai stood opposite each other. Zhang Yunlai had fixed his cultivation to the same realm of heaven and man as Cao An. Neither of them had any weapons in their hands. They only had two lightning strikes provided by Changqing. Apart from being hard, Except for its durability, the rest has nothing to do with Baobin.
We are still within the Canglang Mountains. Although we are just walking along the edge, it is definitely a straight line. This is Cao An's practice. He can walk in a straight line without taking any detours. The more he thinks about it, the more he feels that there is something wrong with being ravaged by Mana's inheritance at night. Cao An He simply asked Zhang Yun to spar with him to see his true level.
Only Zhang Yunlai in the team is suitable. Whether he is Changqing or Heavy, the two of them are far behind Cao An not to mention their strength, and their fighting instincts are also far apart. Li Douer is too young and an old dog. Cao An has no idea for the time being. The key is that if you win or lose, your reputation will not be good.
Without magical powers and weapons, purely in terms of combat ability, Zhang Yunlai is indeed the most suitable.
Zhang Yunlai shook the lightning strike wood in his hand. It was extremely tough. After infusing this thing with strength, it would hardly suffer any damage. He had already made up his mind to put some water on this newly recognized master. It doesn't have to be like Heihai, it's enough to be like Mohe. So, Zhang Yunlai's face became solemn and he put on a serious attitude to deal with it.
"My lord, do it."
Seeing his serious face, Cao An felt a little solemn in his heart. Taking his opponent seriously is the basic ethics of a martial artist, except for licking dogs.
Without hesitation, he held the stick in his hand and stepped forward.
While Zhang Yunlai was stunned, the unpredictable stick hit Zhang Yunlai directly on the head, as if it was stolen from somewhere else. Apart from the burning pain, there was no serious injury. Zhang Yunlai, who originally thought about leaving a river in Mohe, became serious from the bottom of his heart.
But seriousness often does not solve the problem. Just like now, when the stick fell on him in front and back, he realized that it was so painful to hit someone with lightning.
"Wait a minute!"
Cao An put away his stick and said calmly, "What's wrong?"
"As promised, you can't use magical powers. My lord, although you want to attack me, I have nothing to say, but I understand clearly that you cannot use this kind of trick." He was very suspicious. Cao An That kind of fighting style that looks like a stolen stick is not a pure physical or pure martial arts style at all.
But some kind of unpredictable magical power.
Cao An shook his head, "You don't have to think too much about this. I didn't use magical powers, just some small tricks. If you really can't stop me, you are allowed to use the perception of the Yin Shen realm, but the power must be limited to the Celestial Realm."
"Okay!" Zhang Yunlai was also a little curious. He limited his power to the Heavenly Realm, which meant that even his perception was limited to the Heavenly Realm. Now Cao An allowed him to use the perception of the Yin Shen Realm, and explained it straightforwardly. This was not a magical power, but it aroused his curiosity.
When his consciousness reopened, he felt it, quick! The stick was so fast that even the stream of light appeared after the long stick. He noticed the trajectory of the stick, but he couldn't stop it. He tried his best, but it was still a step too late.
Snapped! !
Li Douer covered his face, his body shaking with the sound of the stick hitting his flesh.
In the field, the fight between the two people has not stopped. Cao An's beating failed to subdue Zhang Yunlai, but instead aroused his ferocity. At this moment, he didn't care about anything and directly mentioned his reaction ability. In the Yin God Realm, the perception was directly raised to the Yang God Realm, which eased the one-sided situation.
But I still get whipped a lot, but the frequency is not as high as before.
"Brother Cao is so fierce. I feel like he looks completely different from before when he holds the stick." Li Douer couldn't bear to look at him and covered his eyes.
The originally majestic Dahuang didn't know when he ran up to the three of them. He was secretly glad that Cao An didn't pick on him just now, otherwise he would be the one getting beaten on the field now. He knew that his master was powerful, but he didn't expect that his master was so perverted. It simply cannot be measured by common sense.
If others have understood a certain sword technique, palm technique, or stick technique to the extreme and formed an extremely powerful fighting ability, then Cao An has realized fighting to the extreme and formed his own fighting ability and instinctive talent. It was extremely terrifying, the stick in his hand seemed to come alive.
There are many shadows of the stick, and the moves are coherent. Once the stick passes, there will be endless practice moves. The most terrifying thing is that it is not a fixed combo, but the optimal solution based on the instinct of the battle scene, that is He said that all his current battles, all actions and behaviors were not judged by his brain.
Instead, it simply relies on the body's muscle memory and instinctive fighting consciousness. Just like an ordinary person's hand, when it touches a hot iron pot, it will be withdrawn in an instant. The human brain's reaction will be slower than this process. As for Cao An, all battles now rely on this instinctive reaction.
It is almost impossible to develop such an instinct.
This is no longer a matter of talent, but requires fighting, endless fighting. Only those who have experienced massive battles can develop such terrifying instincts.
Zhang Yunlai was angry, Zhang Yunlai was stunned, Zhang Yunlai was beaten...
"Sir, stop fighting, I surrender." Zhang Yunlai jumped up high, bent his knees, and smashed into the soil. He clasped his hands and raised them high. Cao An raised his head with a stick in the air and stopped. It was just in time that the stick didn't hit him. Looking at Zhang Yunlai on the ground, there were red marks all over his body.
Fortunately, his body was strong enough and he didn't become swollen.
Cao An was still unfinished. He finally regained some confidence from Zhang Yunlai. He felt like he was a high-ranking player who opened a small account to fry fish. Oh, it can't be said to be fish fry. Zhang Yunlai was also a Yangshen Realm major cultivator. If he really shows his true strength, he can't defeat him. It can only be said that purely in terms of physical body and fighting instinct, he is better than Zhang Yunlai in the same realm.
"I also roughly know my level. Get up, why are you kneeling?"
"If I didn't kneel down, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to stop at all. I could clearly feel it just now. You have opened your heart. My lord, how did you develop this skill?" Zhang Yunlai stood up and opened the door. Overcoming the limitations of his own cultivation, in just this moment, power penetrated his whole body, and the red marks on his body disappeared instantly.
"Remember that underground palace?"
Cao An did not hide this, and Zhang Yunlai suddenly realized it, with a look of envy on his face. Although after Yin Shen, all kinds of talismans and weapons emerged in endlessly, in the final analysis, the physical body is also one of the foundations for a life. …
