Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

"How can a disciple who has just entered the sect for a month achieve such precise distance control? Did you give him some special treatment, Lao Qin?" A martial arts master asked in surprise on the high platform in the corner.

"Haha, no, it was all Gu Yang who understood it himself. How about it, am I right?" Qin Hu laughed with a proud face.

"If he understood it by himself, then his fighting talent is indeed very high. Even if his physique is not good enough, it doesn't matter. He is a good seedling. Lao Qin was right before!" Yuan Qingshan, the purple-clothed master who asked the question first, nodded and said.

At this time, even the other martial arts masters who had not spoken before said, "Lao Qin, you have picked up a treasure. You will treat us later."

"Haha, no, no." Qin Hu waved his hand, and then suddenly pointed to a ring in the middle of the small square, "Oh, there are also good seedlings in your square formation. I think that disciple is good. He should be able to rank in the top ten among this group of disciples."

The young man on the ring stood upright like a green pine, with an extraordinary demeanor. He was one of the two disciples that Gu Yang had paid attention to before.

At the same time, under the ring, there was a martial arts academy disciple lying on the ground in a mess, obviously just defeated by him.

This disciple was not someone else, but Gu Yang's old acquaintance, Li Zhiwu.

"Haha, Fang Qi is really good. Not only is he talented, but most importantly, he is willing to endure hardships and has a devout heart for martial arts. He has made rapid progress in both standing and martial arts. I plan to recommend him to participate in the seed selection after he breaks through blood coagulation."

Yuan Qingshan couldn't help but smile when he saw the person Qin Hu was paying attention to.

Fang Qi was his most promising disciple. Hearing Qin Hu praising him at this time really touched his most itchy place.

...

After the second round, Gu Yang returned to the square formation and saw Li Zhiwu sitting in the corner with his head down, not saying a word.

After thinking for a while, he walked to Li Zhiwu's side, patted his shoulder, and asked gently: "What's wrong? Is the opponent strong?"

"Not very strong, but very strong." Li Zhiwu seemed to be stunned, his eyes full of confusion, "I have no room to fight back against him, he can crush me in all directions."

"Relax, being strong for a while is not strong, as long as you keep working hard, you may be able to surpass him one day, come on!" Gu Yang patted Li Zhiwu's shoulder, encouraged him, and then turned and left.

The competition continued round by round, and he had just said a few words to Li Zhiwu, and the third round of the competition began again.

Walking quickly onto the ring, Gu Yang's pupils couldn't help shrinking the moment he saw his opponent.

The figure of this disciple was completely opposite to the fat boy in the first round. He had a tiger back and a wasp waist, was tall and had long legs. He was only ten years old, but he showed a heroic temperament.

Very strong!

Just seeing the other party, Gu Yang felt alert.

More importantly, he recognized the other party. He was one of the two people he had focused on remembering in the first round of the competition.

But Gu Yang would not feel afraid. Only after fighting can we know who is stronger and who is weaker.

"Bang..."

The gong sounded and the fight began.

Before Gu Yang made any move, the opponent rushed towards him.

"Shua!"

The boy did not attack directly, but made several fake punches in succession.

Seeing that Gu Yang had remained calm and just retreated steadily without losing his footing, he launched a real attack, a silent side kick.

"Leg technique?" Gu Yang narrowed his eyes, concentrated his mind, took a step to the side, and took another step back to avoid the opponent's swinging punch.

Then, he stood up and punched out with a straight punch.

"Bang!"

"Lao Qin, Lao Yuan, your two favorite disciples have met each other!" In the corner of the small square, a martial arts master whispered, "Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

"Hey, Lao Yuan's disciple's strength can be ranked in the top ten of this batch of disciples. How can Gu Yang be his opponent?" Qin Hu has been watching the fight between Gu Yang and Fang Qi, and said without turning his head.

"What are you talking about? Your disciple has only been in the martial arts academy for a month. Even if Fang Qi wins, it is not fair. If the two have practiced for the same time, Fang Qi may not be his opponent." Yuan Qingshan replied politely with a smile on his face.

As soon as the voice fell, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and his brows frowned.

...

On the ring, Gu Yang punched out, but was easily blocked by Fang Qi.

But he didn't care. He kept a certain distance and punched out one punch after another quickly.

However, to Gu Yang's surprise, Fang Qi reacted quickly and retreated quickly, as if he had encountered this kind of attack before.

Of course, he didn't know that Fang Qi's last opponent was Li Zhiwu, and he had seen Li Zhiwu's 'pulling' attack method learned from Gu Yang.

At this time, he could not say that he was handy, but he could also face it calmly.

He stepped back a few steps to create distance, interrupting Gu Yang's attack rhythm, and suddenly stepped forward and hit.

This attack was as fast as thunder, and Gu Yang could not completely avoid it even after retreating repeatedly, so he had to raise his arm to block it.

"Bang!"

The fist and arm intersected, and Gu Yang stepped back, frowning.

Fang Qi's strength was a little beyond his imagination. It was just a round of collision, and Gu Yang knew in his heart that if he maintained his normal state, he would definitely not be Fang Qi's opponent.

Facing Fang Qi's fist again, Gu Yang made a quick decision and exploded suddenly.

"Bang!"

A punch, gathering all the strength of the body, hit out, fierce wind swept in all directions.

Fang Qi's pupils shrank, stepped back to avoid the punch, and then took a step closer to Gu Yang, wanting to take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

In his judgment, Gu Yang must have been forced to burst out with all his strength, and there must be loopholes in his defense at this time.

However, when Fang Qi took advantage of the situation to counterattack, what was waiting for him was still Gu Yang's heavy punch ready to be launched.

"Bang!"

"How is it possible!" Fang Qi staggered back, and a look of shock appeared on his calm face, "Has he been hiding his strength before?"

"Old Qin! Has your disciple really only entered the martial arts academy for a month?" At the same time, in the corner of the square, a martial arts academy master also looked at Qin Hu with a shocked face, "Are you sure he has never learned martial arts before?"

At this moment, Qin Hu seemed calm on the surface, but his sharply contracted pupils and trembling little fingers could show that his heart was not as calm as he looked on the outside.

Even he did not expect that Gu Yang could show such strong strength. This disciple really refreshed his understanding of him again and again!

Although he didn't know how Gu Yang did it, he was sure that Gu Yang had never been exposed to martial arts before.

Shaking his head, Qin Hu replied in a deep voice: "Gu Yang has indeed just started for a month, to be exact, 24 days, and he has definitely never learned martial arts before. I taught him the standing practice and martial arts myself."

"Genius! This kid is definitely a genius! What are those people who selected disciples for? This genius was almost buried. I will definitely complain to the dean later..."

"Yes, although he started late, as long as he can maintain this speed of progress, it may not be impossible for him to condense qi and blood before the age of sixteen!"

Seeing Gu Yang suddenly burst out and completely suppressed Fang Qi, a group of martial arts masters immediately talked about it.

Only Yuan Qingshan, with an awkward smile on his face, said nothing...