In the quiet room, the entire wall was projected on the scene in the ring. Now there are only three competition venues left.

Elder Yao leaned against the sofa, and gently tapped the pipe in his hand on the edge of the small porcelain jar beside him. After knocking out the ash inside, he began to carefully fill the tobacco.

Beside him, two middle-aged men, one man and one woman stood respectfully. They were also wearing uniforms that looked very similar to those of the student uniforms, but were baseted with black, with silver lines on the corners, and a silver mark on their chests.

The two of them were deacons in the preaching building martial arts pavilion. In the just-finals, they successfully defeated their opponents and retained their qualifications as deacons.

But by comparison, the third deacon was not so lucky.

After seeing the lightning in the projection slashing the martial arts puppets in the mission building, both of them breathed for a moment.

"This guy named Ma actually lost?"

The man glanced at Elder Yao, who was content and couldn't help but speak in a low voice to the woman beside him.

"You have to kneel down when you get on that thunder and lightning."

The woman gave him a blank look and frowned slightly to think.

A competent martial arts researcher should start to analyze the reasons after seeing this magic trick that is beyond reason, rather than posing with a shocked face.

"Has Ma Minghong been eliminated?"

Elder Yao filled in the tobacco at this time, looked up at the projection, and smacked his lips gently: "Oh, I said, it turned out that he was facing Xiao Zhou, that's not lucky. Just so happened that this kid had occupied the position of the mission building because of his family background. I had long wanted to clean him out."

Why does it sound like Elder Yao knows Ma Minghong's opponent? The two people standing next to him looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes.

"Elder Yao, don't you think the magic tricks used by Ma Minghong's opponent are a bit outrageous?"

The woman looked carefully at Elder Yao.

Although she is middle-aged, her appearance is still well maintained, that is, there are difficult wrinkles to be seen at the corners of her eyes.

Elder Yao raised his eyes and looked at the projection.

"Many of this kid's ideas are interesting, and he is also very insightful about some of his understanding of meridians. Xiao Zhao, tell me your opinion."

The man who was named after the name was shocked and hurriedly said: "Elder Yao, I think it should be an overloaded spiritual energy operation method. It increases the power of the magic formula through an overloaded spiritual energy operation method. This method is a relatively biased solution. I have also seen it in some miscellaneous books, and it is not orthodox..."

The man's voice became less and less, and finally it was so inaudible. After noticing that Elder Yao glared at him, he didn't dare to continue talking.

"So, you are still too serious in the academic school. You must consider Zhongzheng and Peaceful when developing martial arts. Of course, I am not saying that this idea is wrong. I have reacted to the old guy who beat the elder a long time ago, but that old guy just refused to let go. You know, black cats and white cats, only if you catch mice, you should be considered a good cat! Which of those Zhongzheng and Peaceful martial arts are not those who eat resources and talents?..."

Elder Yao was excited and knocked the table with his pipe and sprinkled all the tobacco that had just filled it out.

The two present heard Elder Yao talk about the "old guy" of the Great Elder of the Kung Fu Pavilion and even dared not talk to each other.

Fortunately, the door of the quiet room was knocked at this time, and a young man's voice came from outside the door: "Elder Yao, the third Mr. Zhou Jizhou who passed the finalists arrived."

When Elder Yao heard Zhou Ji’s arrival, he stopped talking, looked at the tobacco on the table, his beard shook unconsciously, and then started to fill it up again: “Come in when you arrive. Do you want our new deacon to stand at the door?”

Outside the door.

The young student who led Zhou Ji over looked strange and smiled apologetically at Zhou Ji: "Mr. Zhou, please come in, Elder Yao is waiting for you inside."

As he said that, he bowed and left.

The door of the quiet room also opened at this time. Through the door, Zhou Ji saw the familiar figure.

"Elder Yao."

Zhou Ji smiled and greeted him, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.

Elder Yao held a pipe in the corner of his mouth, blew gently, and sparks came out.

"Well, it's not bad. I didn't expect that your boy would eliminate the guy named Ma. It's very good."

Zhou Ji looked at the smoke rising in front of him and began to wonder if the elder in front of him would be an old smoker. It was a blessing that he had Lingyuan to protect his body, otherwise, at his age, he would probably have to pickle his lungs and taste.

"Elder Yao praised me, I'm just lucky."

Zhou Ji was honest and kind.

"You are smart boy." Elder Yao's ears spewed out smoke, like an old-fashioned steam train from the early 20th century on Blue Star.

Zhou Ji smiled awkwardly and scratched his head. Obviously, Elder Yao was a little unhappy with his politeness.

Sometimes being polite is indeed a kind of etiquette, but being polite also means being separated and not close to each other.

The two deacons beside him had already widened their eyes at this time. Have they ever seen Elder Yao, who has a weird temper, be so easy to talk to, and have a bright eye for the young and overly young deacon in front of him?!

"It just so happens that there is still time now. Let's talk about your ideas, let these two college-born colleagues who are sent by you and your future colleagues should also listen carefully."

Without waiting for Zhou Ji to say anything, Elder Yao looked at the projected chickens on the wall pecking each other, gently tapped the projected spiritual weapon with the back of the pipe, and the picture on it became the scene where Zhou Ji had just fought.

"This..."

Zhou Ji looked at the lightning released by his martial arts puppet. He didn't think anything was there when he was involved, but when he watched the replay from the side, he was shocked. The power was obviously a bit outrageous. Judging from the power alone, it is estimated that ordinary foundation building will be seriously injured in the middle stage!

As the three of them looked at him, Zhou Ji sorted out his thoughts and spoke slowly: "In fact, it is mainly about the addition of the exercises. I added more during the design..."

"There is no need to say anything else, the key is your idea of ​​overloading to enhance the power of the magic formula."

Seeing that Zhou Ji was about to start from the beginning of the world, Elder Yao waved his hand to interrupt.

Zhou Ji had no choice but to start talking about the part about causing damage to the body and thus enhancing the power of the magic formula.

"...It's true, mainly because it is not directly used by real people, so this solution works quickly and has great power, which is why I chose it. Of course, if this technique is to be officially developed, although someone will practice it, it is best to supplement it with a large number of advanced elixirs to cure internal injuries of the meridians."

At the end, Zhou Ji did not forget to add a sentence.

He has also studied many books and works on the research of martial arts, and is also clear that the development of martial arts with a peaceful and long-term development is currently the mainstream. Such martial arts such as the one thousand harming the enemy are mostly regarded as defective products, and very few are.

"Then do you think you can develop the corresponding overload exercises based on the conventional exercises and change the exercises when needed?"

Elder Yao spoke.

Hearing this, Zhou Ji felt a little embarrassed: "Elder Yao, changing the exercises is OK, but there is no big problem at first if you change them like this. However, because the meridians are not adapted, once the magic formula is activated, it may cause serious injuries to the meridians."
Chapter completed!