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Chapter 201 Come, hit me

Early the next morning, Mu Yang and others had already gathered in the martial arts venue.

Today the clouds dissipate and the sky clears. The long-lost sun shines on the martial arts field, spreading warmly on the body, as if it can dispel the haze in the heart.

After a day of rest, everyone was full of energy. Today's tactical guidance class will be held in the martial arts field. Compared to sitting in the school to listen to the class, everyone is more willing to fight happily in the martial arts field. The disciples are enthusiastic and are waiting for Chen Yingzhi to arrive.

Mu Yang and Chen Lingfeng were chatting when someone suddenly patted Mu Yang on the shoulder and turned around and found that it was Fang Yi: "Mu Yang, I heard from Master that you have really developed it successfully?"

This little girl is quite well-informed. Last night, Lao Xue went to a meeting with other elders to inform him about this matter. Therefore, Mu Yang didn't find it strange if Fang Yi knew about Nuan Baby.

"Haha, that's right, after countless failures, I finally successfully solved this problem. I racked my brains for this, I..."

Before Mu Yang could finish his speech, Chen Yingzhi stepped into the martial arts stadium. Fang Yi quickly winked at Mu Yang. Mu Yang immediately shut up, turned around calmly, and saluted with everyone, "Elder,"

"Haha, you guys are old, it seems that everyone has a good mental outlook today. Tang De and Kong Wei, why have you both started practicing? You are so active, okay, good."

Chen Yingzhi was in a good mood today, and he gently stepped onto the ring with his toes and landed gently in the center of the ring.

The disciples immediately lined up and stood in front of Chen Yingzhi.

"The main content of today's course is divided into two parts. One is to understand your basic skills in martial arts, and the other is to teach basic physical skills."

When Mu Yang heard that he wanted to learn physical skills, he became interested. He asked Lao Xue to give him a small meal before, but Lao Xue didn't teach him. Mu Yang also wanted to be elegant in his posture and move freely when fighting, instead of fighting with gangsters in the street like now.

Mu Yang has longed for kung fu since he was a child. When he came to the Lingwu Continent and became a spiritual warrior, he would have lost all his spiritual power without learning that handsome kung fu.

"Everyone is scattered around the martial arts field and shows me your skills one by one. I believe some of you must have mastered more than one, and you can use it as long as you have questions."

The twelve disciples stood in a circle around the martial arts field, which was as nervous as they were on stage to show. They were all very nervous. Those as timid as Qiuci were all holding the corners of their clothes and silently repeating the exercises in their hearts, for fear that they would be foolish when it was their turn.

Mu Yang is actually a little confident. Even Lao Xue has praised his Dragon Burial God's finger, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

Chen Yingzhi turned around in place, glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Mu Yang, "Mu Yang, come and make a move."

Hey, I won the prize now. Just like the first class, Mu Yang was the first person to be asked five days ago. As expected, Mu Yang felt that these elders were the ones who were most familiar with him, so they attacked him every time.

Of course, Mu Yang dared to talk about this dissatisfaction in his heart. On the surface, he took a few steps forward obediently and stood opposite Chen Yingzhi.

"Mu Yang, how many martial arts do you know?"

"Go back to the elder, I'm getting started late, so I'll know one."

Chen Yingzhi nodded slowly and recalled, "I remember your martial arts were practiced in the illusion when the disciples were selected."

"Yes."

In the illusion, their every move was under the observation of the elders. Chen Yingzhi also observed Mu Yang specifically at that time. After all, he had killed Poison Peak, "Start, come and beat me."

Mu Yang adjusted his breathing and circulated his spiritual power, and a large amount of power began to gather at his fingertips.

"The Dragon Burial God Finger!"

The golden light broke through the air like a divine dragon, reaching Chen Yingzhi's chest.

Many disciples around were amazed that Mu Yang's move was quite powerful among his neighbors. At least many people were not as good as those who asked themselves.

But when the Dragon Burial God Finger hit Chen Yingzhi, there was no turmoil at all. Chen Yingzhi stood there and moved and took this move.

The Dragon Burial God Finger failed to leave even a little mark on Chen Yingzhi's clothes, but just blew the corners of his clothes slightly.

Chen Yingzhi nodded lightly and said, "The yellow-level top-grade martial arts have proper control of power and are running very smoothly. As far as your cultivation level is concerned, the power you exert is also very good. You have already practiced to the level of great success."

Chen Yingzhi's comments were very accurate. But Mu Yang practiced for a long time under the guidance of Brother Gou, so he would not be bad.

Those who once thought Mu Yang was just a smart mind and had no strength were convinced. They could master the top-grade yellow-level martial arts at the third level of the spiritual vein realm. This is rare.

However, Chen Yingzhi changed his mind, "However, although your martial arts are not problematic, you lack some in terms of usage."

Mu Yang frowned slightly, very puzzled. Is there any other method of using the exercises? Mu Yang bowed his body and held his fist and said respectfully: "I'll ask the elder for advice."

Chen Lingfeng looked around and was also explaining to others, "You should pay attention, I believe many people don't know much about this. Rumu Yang's martial arts just used have extremely high explosive power in a short period of time, and can unexpectedly give the opponent the most fatal blow. However, this kind of exercise consumes power very much, so you should try to hit one blow and achieve an effect with one blow."

This sentence touched Mu Yang quite a lot. When fighting with Bingxue Canglang in Yunmeng Realm before, he often failed to hit the target because of the wrong timing and wasted a lot of spiritual power.

"If you are facing a life-and-death battle, then if you want to hit a single blow, you need to attack the opponent's eyebrows or heart. These are two very fragile points in the human body. If you only want to subdue the opponent, you can try to attack the two acupoints of Tianchi and Yunmen, which can instantly cause the opponent to faint. This requires your hard practice in the future to achieve precise control. Okay, the next one, Qin Yun."

"Thank you, Elder." Mu Yang bowed again and retreated.

In the previous battles, Mu Yang never took care of the attack position. He only knew how to fight against his opponents. At most, he used some disgusting means to attack the crotch. Such means were really unavailable.

But what Chen Yingzhi said just now gave Mu Yang a great inspiration, "Brother Dog, after you go back, you have to tell me the weaknesses of the human body. I think this is of great use."

Brother Dog was practicing the Dragon Burial God Finger over and over again in the yard, "No problem, I'll cover it with me."

The disciples used their martial arts one after another, and Chen Yingzhi gave everyone the most accurate comments. It has to be said that compared with the first class, they learned too much today, and they are all of them of great practical value.
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