Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

At this time, Chen Tai and Zhang Dun seemed to be immersed in a different realm or state.

The whole body is full of energy, full of energy, and in the mind, there is a huge eye, hanging above it, from which endless wisdom and martial arts are evolved, as if the two people have studied hard.

At the same time, the eyes carried an inexplicable power of confusion, which attracted the two of them to sink into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Zhang Dun's eyes in the sea of ​​consciousness have evolved into various boxing techniques, as strong as thunderbolts and as soft as clear water. This is a brief analysis of Meng Zhao's acquired boxing techniques. Although it is not all what he learned, it is still a tenth of it.

Director Chen Tai is good at swordsmanship, and what the eyes of gods and demons convey is also swordsmanship, and even though he has not really practiced it, he is already very familiar with the Nine Heavens Subduing Demon Sword Technique.

For nine days, the demon was subdued, and the elephant was invisible. In addition to the extremely exquisite sword moves that seemed to be lingering in the mind like a spiritual light, there was also an inexplicable righteousness that came from nowhere, seemed to be as strong as it was, filling the chest, and the momentum was pulled out again and again.

Although he is a child, his expression is solemn and solemn, as if he is doing something extremely noble, which is eye-catching.

The Chen Liu clan exclaimed. Although Chen Tai heard it, he also responded with intention. However, for some reason, it seemed that another will was driving his body at this moment. His slightly immature wrist shook slightly, and the long sword in his hand moved horizontally. It vibrated out, scattered the rain falling from the void, and turned into hundreds of fine rain arrows that shot towards the leader of the coir raincoat man.

At the same time, Zhang Dun was also driven by a will, stepped on the Seven Stars, and burst out the inner breath all over his body, causing his body movements to flash like thunder, rushing towards the seven people facing him from a distance, and at the same time punching with both fists, The force of the fist splashed out, turning into huge transparent fist seals in the rain curtain, and the roaring wind blew up.

For a time, under the torrential rain, Chen Tai and Zhang Dun were like gods of war. They were fighting against the eight men in raincoats with incomparable courage. Their moves were continuous, their breath was endless, and they became more and more courageous as they fought.

Wei Qi, who seems to have extraordinary eyesight, also found that the two's martial arts were constantly improving during the battle and were still improving.

It's not that the strength of the moves has changed from rough and crude to sophisticated and powerful, but the connection between the clever moves has gradually become natural from being jerky and stiff at the beginning, and the pressure on these eight people in coir raincoats has naturally become less and less. big.

Not long after, Zhang Dun's iron fist hammered to death the man in raincoat who was fighting with him one after another.

First, there were two moves where the weak man was exhausted and felt comfortable, so he had the idea of ​​​​escape. In the end, he was caught at the right opportunity and received two powerful punches from Zhang Dun. A gap as big as a bowl was opened in his chest. , absolutely dead.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining five people were panicked, and their number was reduced by two. Due to insufficient cooperation, they were killed one by one by Zhang Dun in the courtyard. The blood not only stained the rain-drenched ground red, but also stained his clothes. The waiter, who could only be considered clever at first, was made to look like a bloodthirsty demon.

However, the coir raincoat leader could still withstand Chen Tai's intensive offensive for the time being.

After all, his cultivation has reached the state of acquired perfection, he has strong internal strength, a solid foundation, and his own swordsmanship is quite unique. In real terms, it is more difficult than the other seven combined, and naturally it will not be easily solved by Chen Tai.

In addition, there is another crucial reason, which is that although Chen Tai's skill temporarily increased sharply due to some mysterious method of Meng Zhao, and his swordsmanship was superior, he had an obvious shortcoming that Meng Zhao could not solve.

It was because he was a child, his body was soft and immature, and he lacked strength. Although he had strong internal strength, he was unable to fully display and utilize it, which made the battle situation deadlocked.

In fact, it's a bit like Wei Qi. The software is frighteningly powerful, but the hardware is really mediocre. The resulting sense of fragmentation and flaws became what the leader of the coir raincoat man relied on to save himself from danger time and time again.

Fortunately, Zhang Dun didn't just watch indifferently. Taking advantage of the moment when he still had some strength left, he roared, jumped towards the leader of the raincoat men, and attacked him with Chen Tai.

For a moment, the swords flashed brightly and the fists were as powerful as fireflies, intertwining into a gorgeous picture in the rain.

Mrs. Chen Liu was frightened by what she saw. She clenched her palms unconsciously, her face was slightly sweaty, and she tried her best to open her eyes, hoping to see the battle clearly, but it was in vain.

The lame old man with one eye could see clearly and comforted the nervous and anxious Chen Liu, saying,

"Madam, please rest assured. The young master and that little brother Zhang have joined forces, and the chance of victory is not far away."

Sure enough, although the old man was blind in one eye, the remaining eye was not a hole. He could clearly see the situation on the field. Not long after he finished speaking, he heard a creepy click amidst the heavy rain. There was a sound of cracking bones and sword flowers blooming like fireworks.

The next moment, Chen Tai and Zhang Dun, who were under the rain in the courtyard, quickly dragged the man in raincoat back to the eaves. A young man and a child could only be said to have a natural eruption. The breath of the strong is Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

The eyes of the two of them were as bright as gems, and for a moment, Wei Qi and the others turned away.

Mrs. Chen Liu waited until the discomfort subsided a little, then hurriedly came to Chen Tai, distressedly took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped off her son's face. The rain on his body made her feel distressed and worried at the same time.

"Tai'er, how are you? Are you injured or uncomfortable somewhere? Don't show off!"

In fact, Mrs. Chen Liu was not a woman who doted on her children. On the contrary, before Chen Sheng's death, she had always played the role of a strict mother, while Chen Sheng was the loving father. The two taught Chen Tai healthy and stable .

Until Chen Sheng passed away not long ago, Chen Liu, a woman, could not bear the burden of the Chen family and was unable to bear it, so she put all her hopes on Chen Tai.

At the same time, because of Chen Sheng's death, Chen Liu's originally repressed maternal love could no longer be controlled and broke out completely. She regarded Chen Tai as her lifeblood and regarded Chen Tai as more important than her own life.

Therefore, she was gratified, proud, and proud of Chen Taigang's amazing performance, but she was also distressed and worried about her child's health.

She doesn't understand martial arts, but she has a sound adult concept and knows that nothing comes for nothing. Someone like Chen Tai who suddenly has tyrannical force may not be without hidden dangers.

Chen Tai was full of confidence at this time. He felt that the world was so big that he could wield a sword and run wild. He was filled with righteousness and courage, and was about to wave his hand to appease his mother.

Suddenly, the eye in the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, and along with it, the strong inner strength and righteousness in Chen Tai's body, and even the exquisite swordsmanship and sword moves in his mind were all wasted.

The whole person was like a bulging balloon, which was punctured by a needle and shriveled up.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Dun experienced the same thing.

Both of them were weak and suddenly gained powerful power. They had experienced the feeling brought by that kind of power, and then the power suddenly disappeared. They were both very uncomfortable with it.

The external manifestations were that both Zhang Dun and Chen Tai's knees were weak and they were on the verge of falling to the ground. Their hands were even more weak, and their energy and energy seemed to have been drained out of them, making them extremely weak.

Fortunately, Mrs. Chen Liu kept holding Chen Tai, and the lame old man used half of the sharp spear in his hand to help Zhang Dun appropriately, so that the two of them did not make a fool of themselves.

However, the two of them no longer had the ferocious energy that they had just when they attacked the eight men in raincoat clothes with the momentum of a tiger.

The difference is almost completely different.