But Wu Er had already promised not to dodge, so he prepared to take the punch.
Moreover, he was using his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation to receive it.
"I told you, you're really bad at fighting."
Wu Er gently waved his hand, deflecting Xiong Ao's fist, and then uttered these words.
Xiong Ao felt his fist being pushed away, and his body swayed. He then stomped his heel on the ground to steady himself.
"What's going on?!"
Xiong Ao looked surprised and said, "How could my heavy punch be so easily deflected?"
That's right, Wu Er just lightly deflected Xiong Ao's heavy punch with the back of his hand.
Wu Er chuckled lightly and said, "See? You didn't pay attention in class. This trick was taught in the basic skills class."
"Basic skills course?"
Not only Xiong Ao, but also the outer disciples watching the show were all taken aback.
That last move was actually from a basic skills class?
This is impossible in the eyes of outer disciples.
They thought this basic skills course was something they didn't need to take, and that even if they did go, the instructors would just give a perfunctory lecture.
Moreover, in their minds, skills are extremely useless.
Several Nascent Soul deacons, however, figured out something and exchanged ideas with each other.
"That move just now was somewhat similar to the Tai Chi energy of the outer sect."
"Indeed, that move was a case of using minimal force to overcome great strength."
"Hiss, Ru Zi is truly intelligent. I'm even considering taking him as a disciple."
The deacons were talking non-stop, and their voices carried to the judges' table, causing Xiao Mingmu to shift his body.
"Taking on apprentices? Ha."
Xiao Mingmu glanced at the deacons, then at Wu Er, who was having a great time.
He said, "Senior brother has such a twisted sense of humor, bullying a mere disciple."
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