Chapter 26 The Realm of the Martial Arts

The "cha wei" in the "six rules of mental arithmetic" is the most basic law for the founder to observe everything.

"Detecting micro" requires the most meticulous observation of things, and does not let go of the most small part, such as the trembling of the stamens blown by the breeze, the stretching of the feathers of hummingbirds in rapid flight, and even the swing of tentacles when ants move, must be clearly captured and observed.

However, these observations are not required through eyesight, but through mental thinking.

For the creator, the eye is only the simplest and most intuitive carrier to reflect things, and the real analysis is strong spiritual thinking.

At this moment, Wu Pengwei's breathing is as gentle as a slow water wave, melodious and far-reaching.

The deep and quiet indifference in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a calm and ruthless brilliance.

It's like a mountain overlooking the earth, and the gods look down on all sentient beings. Their eyes are deep and cold, without a trace of emotion.

The thunderous white knife was unparalleled, and the blue sky was cut into two by it, constantly rolling to both sides, and the strong wind scattered out, crushing the low weeds in the valley.

This blow is amazing, injecting all the power of Wu Kuangxing.

In Wu Pengwei's eyes, this unparalleled knife has long been divided into countless small networks. The "micro" method is an upgraded and enhanced version of the "big trend with the law". By using the observation of spiritual thinking, all the small changes that could not be observed in the past are in mind.

The power of qi and blood is mixed with the power of the soul blade itself, intertwined into a dense network of knives. The color is no longer as bright and white as the day, but is divided into two colors: cyan and red. Cyan represents the power of the soul blade itself, and the sharpest power of "chopping the moon" can even cut out the air, while red represents The most wild power of Qi and blood of Wu Kuangxing itself, the power of blue and red is intertwined, stretching the knife light into the shape of a narrow triangle.

And just in this instantaneous scene, Wu Pengwei found three flaws in the knife light.

Those are the three points that the power of Wu Kuangxing's own qi and blood are not fully integrated with the power of the soul blade.

These three tiny stars are almost negligible, but they are clearly reflected in Wu Pengwei's heart.

The silver light fog in my mind suddenly beat violently, and circles of energy storms spread out like crazy. The most amazing thing is that every diffusion brings a thunderous sound.

Every time it beats, a layer of gray light fog falls off above the silver fog.

After ten beats, the silver light fog is no longer the initial hazy light and shadow, but as clear and bright as an egg shell, but the energy storm ejected out is more amazing and powerful.

The knife light fell from the head, only half a foot away from the top of Wu Pengwei's head.

At this time, Wu Pengwei, who was as cold and shiny as metal, suddenly moved. The deep spirit like the sky flashed in his dark eyes again. With a shake of his right hand, the "blue water dragon blade" suddenly pulled into a narrow battle form like autumn water, and the slightly curved blade was like an elegant arc, flashing three in an instant. A light and shadow stabbed on the white knife light from the split.

The original fierce knife suddenly stopped and stopped.

The martial arts mad star holding the "Zhanyue" in his hand only felt that he had hit an invisible air wall. The unparalleled power could not be sent out, and the powerful power had a feeling of close to collapse after the opponent's soul blade flashed three times.

This is a feeling that Wu Kuangxing has never had before. The powerful power seems to be incompatible with its own power. From integration to conflict with each other, Wu Kuangxing has a sense of out of control.

And at this moment, Wu Pengwei suddenly took a deep breath, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

The silver-white power of qi and blood surged out, permeating like smoke, rising to the sky in the opposite direction.

"A martial artist? You have reached the realm of a martial artist.

Wu Kuangxing, who was in mid-air, was shocked and whispered.

In his exclamation, Wu Pengwei's whole body jumped up like a touch of white light and shadow, and the "blue water dragon blade" in his hand was intertwined into three lights and shadows with strange angles and speed, each of which hit the first three flaws with a illustrious momentum.

In an instantaneous moment, Wu Pengwei waved a frequency of at least 15 times, and the speed and angle of each blow were exactly the same, no difference.

And in this thunderous attack, the attack of Wu Kuangxing stopped abruptly like a white thunder, and finally split in all parts. The strong red-haired youth flew backwards like a broken kite and fell to the ground heavily.

"Why did I lose? Why is this? You didn't even use the strongest trick 'one-in-one'.

Wu Kuangxing, who struggled to get up from the ground, overflowed with blood from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Wu Pengwei and roared like a beast and asked.

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently. His left hand spread, and a flame-like light appeared on the palm of his hand. He gently shook it, and the flame-like light drew a wonderful trajectory. It rubbed sharply in the air. When he touched the thatched hut, it derived a rising flame and burned everything.

When the fire rose to the sky, Wu Pengwei's back was 100 meters away.

And Wu Kuangxing just stared at Wu Pengwei, as if to imprint the other party's unfathomable back deeply into his heart.

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In Wuwang City, in the Zizhu Post Hall, the wind is blowing, and the bamboo forest is rustling.

Chen Tian, Wang Heng and others stood in the hall, looking at Wu Pengwei standing opposite the window, silently.

"Four elders, we have decided to follow you and never go back to the sunset."

Chen Tian said in a low voice, with an unquestionable affirmation in his tone.

Wu Pengwei did not answer. He stared out of the window. The goose-haired snowflakes were falling down, dense, like a blurred white smoke.

When everyone saw that he didn't answer, they thought he had other ideas, and they were uneasy for a moment.

After ten minutes, Wu Pengwei withdrew his eyes, sighed softly, and turned around.

"Are you sure you want to follow me?"

Wu Pengwei looked at several people, and his eyes were as quiet as water, but there was a trace of elusive depth than in the past. This depth made Chen Tian and others shudder, and there was a kind of fear and horror from the bottom of their hearts.

"Although I die, I have no regrets." Chen Tian was the first to kneel down. He didn't dare to look at Wu Pengwei. He could only lower his head and say in a low voice, "Although I, Chen Tian, have been unaccustomed to what the patriarch has done over the years. I was born in poverty, and I want to be a martial arts master, but I am crony-righte in the sect, especially It's a pity that some secret martial arts skills are not passed on. It's pitiful that now let me meet the four elders. As long as the elders are willing to take me in, Chen Tian's fate is yours, and I will never go back on it.

Tie Zhulang beside him also said, "A Tian thinks the same as me. The old man of Changsun has been thinking about how to enrich himself all day long. He doesn't pass on his more advanced martial arts skills to us, disciples who are not close to him. Elder, you are different from us everywhere. He never hesitates to guide us. My old iron is also with you, knife. The sea of mountains and fires will never frown.

Wang Heng took a look at Wu Pengwei and said lightly, "Awei, you are my only friend in the sunset sect. It's you who gave me dignity and strength. No matter what happens, I will follow you."

As for Wang Qi, when he saw the crowd looking at him, he smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile, "You masters don't go back. I'm afraid I, a slave, will not have good fruit to eat."

Everyone laughed when they heard what he said.

Wu Pengwei smiled and said to everyone, "I have something very important to do. I may not be able to take you with you, but I won't leave you. Naturally, there is something for you to do."

He glanced at the crowd again and continued, "I need you to stay and open an art gallery in Wuwangzong. I have decided to buy 'Mo Xiangxuan' and take care of it from now on. As for the capital, you don't have to worry. Naturally, Chen Fusheng, the boss of Jinbu Yao, will be the backstage for you."

Wang Heng asked doubtfully, "Awei, do you want us to run a painting gallery?" We are all rude people. We don't know how to do business. At most, Chen Tian is okay in this regard. Lao Tie and I almost don't know anything about it.

Wu Pengwei shook his head and said, "The operation of the art gallery is just superficial. I want you to devote yourself to cultivation. In addition, you take in orphans about 13 years old for me. I will teach you some powerful martial arts skills. You are training these orphans for me after practicing. These orphans do not need to learn too systematic techniques. Everyone only needs Study a must-kill technique. They are not pursuing the ultimate of martial arts, but the ability to maximize the killing power. Do you understand?

Chen Tian was still a little puzzled, "However, the fourth elders, our own strength is limited. Even the martial arts skills you left behind are easy to make mistakes without your guidance."

"It doesn't matter. Let me introduce someone to you." Wu Pengwei slapped his hands, and a human-shaped shadow in the corner of the room suddenly emerged from the shadow.

"This creator is called 'Fant', and he will be your exclusive creator from now on."

Everyone was stunned and looked at the mysterious people in the black robe in front of them in disbelief.

"Creator", what a noble name is this. Even a second-rate sect such as the Sun Sect is not qualified to have a "Creator". Having a "Creator" is not only a sign of a powerful sect, but also means that you will gain smarter and more powerful martial arts skills.

At this time, everyone was extremely ecstatic and regretted that they had not made a wrong decision. Following Wu Pengwei is far more promising than in a second-rate sect.

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In the early morning of the second day, Wu Pengwei and Aoki hurriedly left the Zizhu Post Hall.

The two of them rode their horses and walked quickly. When they approached the gate, they met a frightened face.

Words must be lost in front of Wu Pengwei's horse, with a panicked face and shouted, "Brother Wei, you have to save me."

Wu Pengwei grabbed the horse rope and asked, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Yan must lose almost said in a crying voice: "My master tied up a strange man. The man had a pair of yellow wings, and his nose on his face was like a bird's beak. I went to ask the Wu Wangzong and the people of the Martial Arts Alliance. These bastards usually treat our master and apprentice as guests, but something really happened, and none of them were gone. The shadow is as cold as frost.

"Do you know the origin of the strange person who took away your master?"

Yan must have wiped his eyes and cried, "I heard that it's the demon of the 'Endless Sea'. What can I do? Brother Wei, you have to help me."

Words must lose a depressed face, like a widowed widow, and a crisp explosion cracked in his ear, which was the sound of the whip throwing out of the whip in his ear.

He was immediately shocked. He looked up and saw Wu Pengwei's cold face.

"A man, what is he crying like?"

Yan must have never seen Wu Pengwei's face so cold. When he wanted to ask for help, his words were suddenly blocked in his chest and he could no longer say it.

He gritted his teeth and saluted with his fists: "I'm sorry, I begged the wrong person. This is called goodbye."

He turned around and left, and suddenly Wu Pengwei's cold voice sounded behind him.

"Either you are like a man and go to the 'Endless Sea' with me to save your master, or you have been dead for a long time. From then on, you will be a hu man. Don't mention that you are a disciple of the 'Magic Doctor' again. It's really loses your master's face."

He must have lost his words and was overjoyed. He turned around and shouted, "Brother Wei, you really didn't abandon me."

Wu Pengwei smiled and said nothing. He skimmed in front of him. He was bound to be puzzled. Just as he was about to shout again, a thin and powerful hand picked up his belt and raised him in the air. He looked up. It was a wooden face.

The three of them drove two fast horses and quickly out of the city gate.

Less than 2,000 meters out of the city gate, there was a man riding a black horse waiting for three people on the straight pipe. He had long red hair, his face was covered by a thick bamboo hat, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

Wu Pengwei passed in front of him and asked faintly, "Why do you follow me?"

The other party rode Ma and Wu Pengwei in parallel and said in a low voice, "Because you defeated Wu Kuangxing, I want to know how you can defeat that guy."

Wu Pengwei smiled, waved the whip in his hand, and ran away like flying.

Behind them, the morning sun is rising, and the majestic Wuwang City is like a burly giant, bathed in golden light.