"Ahem"

Mo Bei coughed violently, and the fat monk kicked him and saw Venus. If he hadn't been awake, he would have fainted.

The kick was almost messy, and Mo Bei could not see clearly what kind of attack it was, and he couldn't even figure out the ordinary arc.

The fat monk also had a numb face. If Mo Bei had not practiced the Fire Body Burning Technique for a short time and had not touched the true meaning of this high-level magic, he would have died just now, and he would have died if he could not even exert his own power. It would have been too messy.

"Ahem."

Mo Bei touched his severe pain in his forehead, and his forehead quickly became red and swollen.

"Be good, it hurts me so much. What kind of magic are you using? Your legs are as hard as stones."

Mo Bei sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking his forehead back and forth, his messy hair was stained with yellow bamboo leaves, and shouted in pain.

"Haha! You have to learn a lot. What I can't perform is a kind of Basic Law, and you can't stand it."

The fat monk took out the wine gourd from his waist and poured a mouthful of old blood, which was extremely fragrant.

In fact, what he said was the truth. With his great magician's realm, if he exerted all his strength, Mo Bei would not be able to hold on for a few moves and would be killed.

However, if Mo Bei mastered the third change of the fire burning technique, disturbed his aura and prevented him from exerting all his strength, he would be able to compete with him. Of course, this assumption would not exist.

"Little guy, you have only come to tell me after you have practiced to this point. You are not afraid of accidentally purging you to death!"

The fat monk walked over, stretched out his fat hand and pulled Mo Bei up, and then said.

"And you have already walked a long way on the road of high-level magicians. After opening the six great divine acupoints, have you awakened the magic that belongs to you?"

The fat monk looked eager and looked forward.

Mo Bei stood up and patted the dusty magic robe. Hearing the fat monk's question and answer for a while.

"You can tell if you look at my eyebrows." Mo Beidao.

It's strange that the vertical eyes on his eyebrows were not under his control. The terrifying feeling always existed, and the iron chains on runes were extremely mysterious at that moment, and I had no idea what it was.

"Oh! Are you awakening the secret power of your spiritual power?"

The fat monk narrowed his eyes and walked to Mo Bei, staring at Mo Bei's eyebrows and checked carefully.

But strangely, no matter how the fat monk investigated, Mo Bei's eyebrows were missing, and it didn't look like he was awakened from the secret power of his mind.

"If the magician awakens the secret power of the mind, there will be a strong mental fluctuation in the eyebrows. Are you sure you awaken the secret power of the mind?" After exploring, the fat monk said.

Mo Bei was stunned, he couldn't see it? My vertical eyes were clearly in the middle of my eyebrows! Why didn't you feel it?

"No! This eye is so evil, but how did Mu Tianxuan see it? Could it be the strange pair of eyes she has?"

Mo Bei muttered in his heart that when he did this, he had no intention of telling the fat monk. He didn't even know that the secret of the pride was coming, so he didn't dare to say it out.

"I don't know what magical things are awakened. I always feel that my physical condition has changed a lot. Maybe there is a god planted in my eyebrows!" Mo Bei said with a smile.

"Go to you, you're talking serious nonsense. If you don't want to say it, you're too lazy to care about you." Fatty and were depressed.

Mo Bei was puzzled. From the depths of his memory, he never knew when the fat monk took him with him. A vague memory appeared in Mo's childhood, as if it had been erased.

"Forget it, with your current strength, I won't teach you the wonderful uses of methods. I'm afraid I'll have less time to meet in the future. The little guy is thief!"

The fat monk whispered, and his fat body trembled and came to the center of the venue.

"Oh! What an unexpected surprise!" Mo Beidao.

He followed the fat monk and looked behind him, and suddenly realized that the fat monk had a gentle aura over the years. Thinking of a great magician always following him, taking care of him and teaching him to practice magic, it seemed that he had never been wary of him.

All of this is like a mystery, a strange fat man, a mysterious boy, and the fate between the two seems to be born with innateness.

"The basic methods of practicing by great magicians are actually for fighting. The battle in the magic world is cruel. When you come into contact with this method, it means that you are a real magic warrior. Even if you encounter any crisis in the future, you cannot retreat. The warrior can only stand and live without being discouraged. From endless death, seize the moment of vitality. If you catch it, you will live. If you can't catch it, you will die without complaints. You will understand in the future. So in order to exercise your survival ability, start with hidden weapons first!" said the fat monk.

"hidden weapon?"

Mo Bei was puzzled. The hidden weapon sounded more like a killer hiding in the dark and driving at home for assassination. Before the enemy could detect the crisis, he was already silenced.

Such a basic law is entirely for sneak attacks and is a villain's behavior. Mo Bei actually dislikes such a way of plotting.

"Yes, don't underestimate the hidden weapon method. Among the weapons method, hidden weapons have always been in the top three ranks. Countless magicians want to learn the hidden weapon method, but they can't do it. If you think about it this way, you will take a big advantage."

"The hidden weapon method is more flexible when facing the enemy, and the frontal attack is more intense and has enough lethality. If you can practice it to the realm of great success, basically three or five magicians of the same level will not cause damage to you."

Before he knew it, the fat monk came to the venue, holding a sword-shaped hidden weapon in his hand, which was about an inch long.

"Swoosh!"

The fat monk picked up the hidden weapon and threw it, and the sword-shaped hidden weapon drew a arc from the air, running away in a semicircular shape.

"What, this is a hidden weapon method."

The hidden weapon was half-circular and crossing the air. When Mo Bei thought about it, he realized that the hidden weapon method was different from the one he imagined.

A hidden weapon shuttled through, and a sword-shaped hidden weapon appeared in the fat monk's hand. He swung it again, and this time it was even more powerful. The hidden weapon drew a semicircular arc from the other side. The two hidden weapons intertwined and collided with sparks.

The hidden weapon that was launched was too powerful, and the first hidden weapon collapsed and penetrated towards the destination.

Originally, Mo Bei thought this would be over, but he didn't know that the more powerful one was still there.

Seeing the second hidden weapon shuttle, the fat monk took out the third hidden weapon again, and the force he threw out this time was greater than the second one.

When they touched each other, the second hidden weapon was collapsed by the third hidden weapon, and the third hidden weapon was shuttled into the air.

At this moment, Mo Bei realized the strength of Fat Monk.

The fat monk looked calmly, and the fourth hidden weapon flew into the air, knocked down the third hidden weapon, and then threw out the fifth hidden weapon in his hand, followed by the fourth weapon hitting the ground, and then the sixth...the seventh...the eighth.

There are fifteen hidden weapons, each of which will knock down the previous hidden weapon.

Fourteen hidden weapons were scattered on the foundation, and only one hidden weapon was inserted into a thick bamboo.

With this operation, Mo Bei only watched it and swallowed wildly, and there was trembling in the silence.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!