Only a few people from the sectarian community came out.
Li Changfeng, Teacher Chen and I are all here.
As for the others, Zhou Buzhou knew them after last night, but he was not able to call them by their names.
Yin Shaozhen of the Wenshi faction was not there.
It is said that the Wenshi School has a set of sleeping exercises, and people who practice it can practice it even while sleeping.
There is even a legend that the Wenshi Sect's ancestor Xiyi reached the fifth level after waking up from a sleep.
Yin Shaozhen should be practicing sleeping skills.
Lin Wuhui from Shushan must have drunk too much last night and hasn't sobered up yet.
Zhou Buzhou looked carefully and found that the guys from these sects were not standing still, but practicing the secret guiding techniques of their respective sects.
The guidance technique that I practice with Master Chen has a bit of the flavor of Tai Chi in the secular world, but if you look closely, the difference is actually very big.
It is said that some strange guiding techniques can exercise the whole body, and even after combining with breathing, they can exercise the internal organs.
Zhou Buzhou wanted it a little.
However, the sect's secret techniques are not passed on to outsiders. This rule has continued since the sect was born.
Zhou Buzhou also had no intention of causing trouble for people like Li Changfeng, Chen Shi and me.
Without thinking too much, he quickly joined the big group.
Unlike Yang Zimei's gun pile, his is a sword pile.
Under the sword-stance training, the true energy in the body gradually became sharper and formed into small swords one after another.
The standing posture is over.
Li Xuelong and Ming Yayin walked over, each holding a slender and exquisite sword.
Li Xuelong's face looked a little unnatural. She opened her mouth several times but couldn't say a word.
Ming Yayin glanced at Li Xuelong, then walked forward with a smile and said, "Brother Zhou, can you teach us swordsmanship?"
Yang Zimei spun around and looked at Li Xuelong and Ming Yayin suspiciously. "By the way, I remember you two both practiced spearmanship before, right?"
As she spoke, Yang Zimei winked at Zhou Buzhou.
"Spearmanship is not as powerful as swordmanship!" Ming Yayin retorted.
Yang Zimei's face darkened: "You said my spear skills are not good?!"
"Yes! I said, what's the matter?"
Yang Zimei's face darkened: "Come and show me! I want to show you what real spearmanship is!"
Ming Yayin was unmoved: "Tsk, if you have the guts, compete with Brother Zhou! Comparing with me is nothing."
Yang Zimei was stunned.
He looked at Zhou Buzhou, his face full of hesitation.
He became even more confused. Is it true that spearmanship is not as good as swordsmanship?
Otherwise, why wouldn't he dare to compete with Zhou Buzhou, whose cultivation level is not as good as his?
Zhou Buzhou chuckled: "Whether it's swordsmanship or spearmanship, there's no difference between the two. The real difference is between people!"
It hurts!
Yang Zimei turned around silently without looking back.
He was too lazy to remind Lao Zhou that these two little girls might be interested in him.
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