Chapter 63: Flying Swallow Speed

"That's right, the bow is a long-range weapon that can only be used in the spiritual realm."

Zhou Qingshan explained: "Besides, when the power of our bond is restored in the future, I will still have a certain fighting capacity, and if I learn the bow, I will have a reason to stand beside you and provide some insignificant help."

He recently observed that the cracks on the [Bonds] column of the panel were slowly healing and were not permanent damage.

Zhou Qingshan's mind brightened, and he felt that learning the bow was feasible.

He could also find something to do. He would fish for an hour every day and then water the spiritual fields on the Yunding chessboard. The day passed in boredom.

Unless it is a major event, there are naturally rules and regulations in the territory, and he does not need to do everything himself.

"Alright."

Mo Yanqiu nodded. The bond power that had not been fully activated was not insignificant. The bond power could double her "god" and greatly help her combat power.

"But I don't have any bow skills. Don't you still want to test the chess piece panel?"

"You choose a suitable one first, and I will practice first." Zhou Qingshan said.

Mo Yanqiu said: "I only have one complete set of lower-level true skills and three incomplete sets of lower-level true skills. Among them, there is one that is very suitable for you, but it is a true skill created specifically for women. Do you want to learn it?"

"study."

Zhou Qingshan naturally had no objection, as long as he could get started and test whether the chessboard could be included.
Suddenly, he had an idea and asked curiously, "By the way, can the lower level of true martial arts in this martial arts hall be taught privately at will?"

The real skills that can be purchased in Black Cloud City are all inferior martial arts, and most of them can only be practiced to the warrior level at most.

As the inherited true skill of the Lingbing family, the lower-level true skill has never been heard of by the masters of the nearby rural spiritual realms.

"can."

Mo Yanqiu nodded: "This is only a part of the inferior real skills, it is very incomplete. Besides, the martial arts hall teaches everyone and does not restrict the inheritance of real skills. Master Li hopes that everyone in Zhao can learn real skills."

"Alas, it's a pity that resources are limited." Mo Yanqiu sighed softly.

Martial Arts Hall? Master Li? I didn't expect there would be such a person in this world?
Zhou Qingshan listened and was secretly amazed.

"I forgot to ask, what is Master Li's name?" he asked curiously.

"Li Qingge."

Mo Yanqiu spoke in a solemn tone, solemnly uttering three words from his cherry lips, as if the name itself contained endless respect.

"Master Li must be an extraordinary gentleman, worthy of your respect, Yanqiu." Zhou Qingshan couldn't help but stand in awe upon seeing this.

"It's really amazing. Master Li took good care of me in the martial arts hall. Master Li is knowledgeable, open-minded, and gentle. I think you should be able to get along well with him." A trace of nostalgia flashed in Mo Yanqiu's eyes.

The person she admired most in her life was Zhou Qingshan, followed by Master Li.

Zhou Qingshan smiled softly and said, "I really need to meet such a person if I have the chance."

"Master Li really wants to meet you, but unfortunately, he has his duties to attend to." Mo Yanqiu replied.

"I'll visit you when I have a chance."

Zhou Qingshan sighed, then he straightened his appearance, bowed and saluted, and suddenly said strangely: "Master Mo, please teach me!"

Master Mo?

Mo Yanqiu raised her lips slightly when she heard this name, and seemed to be very pleased. She coughed lightly, stood still, and said seriously:

"Martial arts is a way to kill people, but also a way to longevity. It is a complete inheritance of lower-level true skills. There are 'training methods' to strengthen the body, which is the standing practice that can move qi and blood, and 'nurturing methods' to nourish the body and condense the soul, which is the breathing method to heal hidden injuries. The second is the 'fighting method', which is the moves and the ultimate move."

"Add the 'Secret Medicine of Inheritance', 'Weapon Forging Method', 'Fundamental Diagram' and the notes of the predecessors, these are the Seven Secrets."

"Is this just a lower-level Kung Fu?" Zhou Qingshan listened carefully, thinking.

It's so complicated, but it's just a low-level real skill? I can't believe what the high-level real skill is.

"Don't be distracted!"

Mo Yanqiu completely entered the "teacher" state, and immediately said: "Watch out! I will only teach you the "fighting method" and "cultivation method" of this real skill."

"After you achieve minor success, unless you are an advanced warrior, I can kill you with three moves within a small space!" After saying that, Mo Yanqiu moved his footsteps lightly, like a breeze on the ground, gentle and unpredictable.

Her hands were like dancing butterflies, sometimes swinging out quickly, sometimes retracting nimbly. Every move was like a willow branch swaying gently, the palm wind flowing, and the graceful figure appearing and disappearing.

Zhou Qingshan was dazzled and enjoyed a feast for the eyes.

"If your heart is as clear as ice, you won't be surprised if the sky falls."

Zhou Qingshan quickly shook his head, recited the incantation silently, and concentrated his mind on Mo Yanqiu's movements.

Soon Mo Yanqiu finished his practice, concentrated his energy into his dantian, and slowly finished his work.

"This is the Thirty-Six Moves of the Flying Swallow Hand!"

"Qingshan, did you see anything?"

Mo Yanqiu asked.

Zhou Qingshan took a deep breath, pondered for a moment, and said seriously, "Beautiful."

After hearing this, Mo Yanqiu blushed and said coquettishly: "I didn't ask you to say this, what else?"

In fact, when she was practicing, she could feel Zhou Qingshan's gaze wandering on a certain part of her body, but it quickly retracted.

"Chaos! Quick! But this isn't a weapon method?!"

After Zhou Qingshan finished speaking, he frowned slightly and expressed his own understanding: "I don't see any fatal threat. No matter how well I practice this ultimate killing method, I'm afraid it will kill someone."

These thirty-six Flying Swallow Hands have numerous and dazzling moves, and they dance gracefully and are extremely beautiful.

But Zhou Qingshan knew his own limitations. If he used this move to fight the strong man, he would be able to hit him a hundred times without any damage.

The power is far less than his throat-sealing stab.

"Of course it's a weapon."

Mo Yanqiu nodded and explained, "The great way of martial arts is upright and upright. Strength and skills are combined. To overwhelm others with strength alone, you must be at least twice as strong as your opponent in terms of strength, speed, spirit and physical fitness in all aspects to form a crushing momentum. In actual combat, it is not the one who has more strength who is stronger. Martial arts killer moves can naturally defeat the strong with the weak!"

"In actual combat, the most important thing is 'spirit', which means reaction and courage, followed by speed!"

"And Feiyan is extremely fast, real and fake, treacherous and unpredictable. This true skill inheritance cannot be complete without the 'fundamental diagram', but it is not as simple as you think!"

"But this..."

Zhou Qingshan hesitated to speak.

Without waiting for Zhou Qingshan to speak, Mo Yanqiu raised her bare hands and elegantly took off the wooden hairpin from her hair, saying calmly:
"This is Feiyan's amazing speed!"

Before she finished her words, she moved, took a quick step forward, and swung the wooden hairpin, which turned into a cold light and pointed directly at Zhou Qingshan's eyes with incredible speed.

Whoosh!
Zhou Qingshan was startled, as he had never expected Mo Yanqiu to suddenly attack him. He quickly dodged to the side and waved his hand to block.

Whizzing--!
Then, a strong gust of wind came from the bottom up, directly attacking Zhou Qingshan's vitals. His heart tightened, and he felt a chill, and hurriedly used both hands to hold Mo Yanqiu's feet.

Before he could catch his breath, the wooden hairpin followed him like a shadow, chasing him like a poisonous snake, straight into his eyes.

The wooden hairpin attacked almost at the same time as the foot. Zhou Qingshan was unable to defend himself and instinctively closed his eyes.

A few breaths of time passed quietly.

Huhu
Zhou Qingshan took a few deep breaths, his heartbeat gradually calmed down, then he slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the wooden hairpin, which stopped accurately in front of his pupil, just millimeters away.

"Yes, you can react to this, Qingshan. It seems that your 'divine' is far superior to that of ordinary people."

There was a hint of approval in Mo Yanqiu's voice, and then she slowly retracted her legs, put away the wooden hairpin, and pinned it back on her bun.

"Of the thirty-six Flying Swallow Hands, there are only three moves that are sure to kill. You need to do two things at once, with your hands and feet attacking at the same time. The upper 'Dancing Snake' will poke the eye, the middle 'Broken Willow' will block the throat, and the lower 'Finding the Way' will kick the crotch!"

　Thanks to my book friends Paradise Killer, 202206, Colorless Sensation, 202804, Pig’s Trotter Soup.

　　
　
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