This is a long chapter.

In the old days, the techniques scattered among old papers were called old techniques, and some people also called them San techniques.

Now, some people over at Xinxing have begun to call it a bad technique? This shows that it is indeed gradually declining.

However, anyone who is devoted to the old art and still studying it will find this title harsh.

Under the night, Wang Xuan was calm and calm. Since the opponent was coming for him and had mastered new techniques, he decided to end it.

"What do you call it?" he asked.

"Zhou Yun." The young man known as Brother Yun responded and smiled, showing his white teeth.

In an instant, he gave off a very dangerous feeling, his eyes were sharp and piercing, as if he was staring at prey, and he began to silently move forward.

"I thought your surname was Ling." Wang Xuan looked into his eyes, not caring about his strong posture at all.

After hearing his speculation, Zhou Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, but the light was shining brightly when he opened and closed them, making him more and more dangerous.

Wang Xuan had a keen sense and saw his sudden strangeness and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Yundao said: "Come on, new skills versus old skills, see if the things scattered in the pile of old papers really deserve to be displayed in the museum."

He was smiling, with a wild aura, and his footsteps were silent, but he was not coming in a straight line. He looked like he had a lot of practical experience.

Qin Cheng shouted: "Why should I fight you? Where are you from, what is your identity, and what is your purpose?"

He was a little worried about Wang Xuan. After all, the other party came here in a targeted manner. If he was not sure, he would probably not take action.

Wang Xuan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more. Since he had decided to fight the person in front of him, there was nothing more to say.

Zhou Kun, Su Chan, Kong Yi and others wanted to stop the two of them, but Wang Xuan himself had already nodded and agreed to discuss, and they all looked worried.

"Let's talk about it first. It's just a discussion. No one should hit hard. Enough is enough." Zhao Qinghan spoke, and as she finished speaking, there was a sound from the tarmac in the distance, and two robots came running quickly.

Two cold metal robots with intelligence and deadly technological weapons were guarding the edge of the lawn, staring at Zhou Yun and Wang Xuan.

Zhou Yun's pupils shrank, and he knew that Zhao Qinghan was giving a silent warning, mainly aimed at him, fearing that he would cause a bloody storm here with his super skills.

He nodded and said: "Okay, that's it. I just wanted to see if those who practice the old skills still have a way out, and whether they have fallen to the bottom."

Zhou Yun is tall, has short hair, and has a shiny skin. He looks extremely strong and strong. When he makes an offensive posture, he is very oppressive.

In a brief moment, Wang Xuan activated the internal cultivation method and exhaled a breath of turbid breath, accompanied by the aroma of wine. He drank quite a lot tonight, which was not good for him.

"Do you want to take a rest?" Zhou Kun asked quickly.

Qin Cheng nodded hurriedly: "You're right. After drinking so much wine, your nervous reactions and other functions will definitely not be able to keep up."

"Give me a few minutes." Wang Xuan said.

Then, he closed his eyes and used the alchemist inheritance in the tomb of the Pre-Qin Dynasty as the root method. According to a unique rhythm, he imagined the light of the stars and the moon, turning into light rain and sinking into his body.

At the same time, he was also thinking that the turbid air in his body was constantly expelled from the pores, exchanging with the moonlight and star rain.

It is not unusual to think about these landscapes. The existing internal cultivation methods, meditation, etc., all involve records and practices in this area, but the unique frequency and rhythm are very important.

The origins of the root methods of the pre-Qin alchemists are astonishing and their effects are incredible.

Many people have the illusion that Wang Xuan's body seems to have a layer of pure white light, favored by the stars and the moon, making him look slightly hazy and ethereal.

This strange sight made everyone look shocked. Can the old technique be practiced like this? Is there still a way to go?

Six minutes later, Wang Xuan opened his eyes and said, "That's it."

He was tall and tall, not thin, well-proportioned and strong. His face was peaceful and calm in the night.

"I've been waiting for your words!"

Zhou Yun rushed over directly, driving the strong wind. His speed was so fast that many people didn't react and saw several deep footprints left on the lawn.

Moreover, wherever he stepped on, the soil and green grass exploded. You can imagine how powerful it was.

boom!

Wang Xuan naturally reacted quickly. He raised his foot and kicked up a long wooden table with buffet food next to him, and crashed into the figure that was attacking.

What made people's hearts tremble was that Zhou Yun was like a human-shaped liger. He didn't stop and penetrated the long hard wooden table with one palm.

In the clicking sound, the entire long wooden table burst into pieces and flew around. Everyone ran away and their expressions changed immediately.

Zhou Yun is so fierce, with a wild nature. This kind of attack power is very terrifying. If he hits someone, his life will definitely be endangered. It is extremely powerful.

Wang Xuan turned slightly to the side, his body was extremely agile, and he avoided Zhou Yun's forceful palm in an instant, allowing him to pounce like a tiger and leopard, and rushed forward half of his body.

Wang Xuan's palm slashed diagonally at Zhou Yun, who was passing by him. The force was so strong that the air was stirred.

Zhou Yun was indeed a strong man. The moment he rushed over, his right elbow struck backward and collided with Chu Feng's palm, making a dull sound.

Both of their bodies shook slightly, and Zhou Yun rushed over.

The moment he turned around, Zhou Yun rushed over again, leaping into the air like a ferocious black tiger stalking its prey, extremely dangerous and wild, and aimed his fists and feet at Chu Feng.

This time, Wang Xuan did not avoid it, quickly and decisively turned around, swung his legs, and kicked into the air.

There was a bang, as if there was a muffled thunder striking down in mid-air, and the dull and powerful sound made people's hearts throb.

Zhou Yun flew out with a strong body. Although he shook slightly when he landed, he still stood on the ground smoothly.

"You really do have some skills." He stared at Wang Xuan, deeply surprised.

"You are using old techniques, what about the so-called new techniques?" Wang Xuan asked him.

Zhou Yundao: "If I defeat you with the old technique, wouldn't it be easier? I won't have to use the new technique."

He still exudes a dangerous aura, which makes people feel very aggressive. His body is tense, ready to launch a new round of ferocious attacks at any time.

"What I use is just the framework of the old techniques. My power does not come from Qi collection techniques, internal nourishment techniques, etc. We have advanced with the times and combined the genetic results a long time ago."

Zhou Yun doesn't care about revealing his roots, because for him, this is just an improvement in physical strength and power, not the source of supernatural power.

Nearby, the people watching the battle were shocked. The classmates from Xinxing knew what was going on.

As early as a long time ago, people at Xinxing had been doing research in this area, optimizing and editing the genes of newborns in advance, but most of them were done in secret to avoid public disgust.

Zhou Yun's powerful physical strength does not come from the collection of Qi and internal nourishment. It is a pure genetic result. For ordinary people, it is considered to be terrifying and impossible to resist.

Wang Xuan stopped talking and took the initiative to attack. Since the other party was targeting him with a strong purpose, he just took action directly.

The two figures on the lawn moved very fast, and when they waved their fists and feet, they made faint sounds of wind and thunder, which really frightened many people.

If this kind of force hits a person, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead.

Bang bang bang!

Under their feet, the lawn exploded. When their feet landed, the force was so strong that they not only stepped into a deep pit, but also cracked and exploded the surrounding lawn.

After the old skills are practiced to a certain level, they are indeed far superior to ordinary people. In ancient times, they had powerful lethality, so they have been popular for many years.

However, it is too difficult to practice, and I don’t know whether it is due to changes in the environment, or due to the brilliant modern technology and impetuous people. There are fewer and fewer people who can practice the old technique, and the effect is average. Once it reaches a certain height, it is difficult to make further progress. From now on, it will be difficult to practice it.

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So it is becoming more and more declining, and it is difficult to see masters again.

Right now, Wang Xuan is performing like this at this age, which is really touching. Even Zhou Yun, who has extraordinary genetic achievements, has been suppressed by him.

On the court, Zhou Yun's body trembled and stumbled back under Wang Xuan's active attack. This made his scalp numb. How could the opponent's tall body have such explosive power?

boom!

Wang Xuan punched Zhou Yunzhen's blood, and he fell backwards, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

In an instant, Wang Xuan followed up and swung his leg, sweeping diagonally towards him.

Although Zhou Yun avoided the vital point this time, he was still hit on the shoulder.

He suddenly felt burning pain, his clothes were torn, and he was already bleeding. If he hadn't dodged in time and was about to be hit completely, there might be cracks in his shoulder bones.

This is a monster! He commented in his mind that with his strong body and strong physique, he can't even eat it, let alone other people.

He has undergone genetic optimization, but he still can't block the opponent's punches and kicks. The force is so terrifying that he seriously doubts that if he was punched in the head, it would shatter like a watermelon.

"Huh!" He exhaled a breath, his body quickly retreated, and his whole temperament was different, slightly hazy.

Outside his body, a layer of light blue mist appeared, which looked a bit mysterious and adhered to his body surface.

"Don't you want to see new techniques? Come on!" Zhou Yun growled.

Everyone exclaimed. His state was very special. Even if he was far away, people felt extremely dangerous and could not help but retreat.

Xinxing's classmates are a little nervous. They understand that this is a new technique that involves supernatural power. Once it breaks out, it will be a big deal.

"Wang Xuan, if you feel something is wrong, speak up immediately." Someone reminded him, which made him sweat.

Wang Xuan stopped and did not attack directly. He naturally sensed the extraordinary power and observed quietly.

Zhou Yun took the initiative and rushed over. The thin blue mist around him was steaming, as if it was about to turn into light. He went all out to attack Wang Xuan.

"wrong!"

Wang Xuan retreated. The opponent's stormy attack was just a cover-up. What was really lethal was the blue mist that was gradually becoming actinic. Did the thin blue light bloom and actually distort the space?

For a moment, Wang Xuan felt terrified.
To be continued...