Updated: 2013-03-03

Old Ruan looked calm. He had no movement at all when facing this powerful punch. Mo Yu showed no sign of stopping until he approached the punch. He nodded slightly in his heart, raised his hand and gently pushed Mo Yu into front of him, and punched Mo Yu with all his strength.

The two passed by in an instant, and Mo Yu's movements were out of balance. He felt a pain in his shoulders and his body soared, and the "bang" sound fell on the ground!

Mr. Ruan was still standing there and said lightly: "It's useless to have power but not know skills."

Mo Yu's shoulder hurts, but after a little movement, he knew that his muscles and bones were not damaged. He struggled to get up and was not discouraged, but his eyes showed a strong sense of fighting! Just now, the power used by Mr. Ruan was definitely no more than 6,000 kilograms. He patted his shoulder and even had some reservations, but he disrupted his body's center of gravity in an understatement, and even threw himself farther and heavier with his own strength!

This is the skill, and it is also a real combat skill. If no one is instructed, you can only practice it a little bit in the years of battle.

But now, he was able to see this skill from Mr. Ruan. Not to mention learning it all, even if he only learned the superficiality, his combat power would increase greatly and he would benefit from it in the future! So at this moment, not only did he not retreat or be embarrassed, but he valued this rare opportunity more!

Mo Yu looked at Mr. Ruan with awe, but he did not hesitate at all. He pushed his feet hard and rushed out directly. He focused all on Mr. Ruan's movements and carefully experienced the skills contained in his movements.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound in the battle room. Mo Yu was thrown farther and heavier. He struggled for a while before getting up. Mr. Ruan was still in place, and the same movement as before. Even if he had experienced it once, he could not compete with it. But Mo Yu's eyes became brighter. Mr. Ruan's previous movements were slowed down countless times in his mind. He raised his hand, tugged, fell his palm, and flowed, without any stagnation.

The simple movements turned over and over again, and his eyes became brighter and brighter!

He kicked his feet hard and his body rushed out again!

Raise your arm, clench your fists, and blast it out!

A trace of disappointment flashed in Old Ruan's eyes. He had given three opportunities. Since he couldn't grasp it, he didn't have to continue wasting time.

He raised his hand and slapped it, and he wanted to knock Mo Yu away to end this whim sparring training.

The next moment, a look of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes!

He actually found his way, and his understanding was pretty good, but it was far from enough to block his attack by just these things. Old Ruan slapped it casually, then grabbed Mo Yu's wrist, pulled it gently and threw his slightly staggering body out, and hit the ground with a "bang".

Originally, he was about to let him leave after knocking down Mo Yu, but now he has changed his mind. This kid seems to be a little qualified to give advice, so he might as well wait, anyway, he can choose to end at any time.

Mo Yu's face was red and swollen, and there was a stinging pain, but there was a little excitement in his eyes!

It's true!

Mr. Ruan slapped the palm of his arm, which seemed simple, but in fact there were two force-exercises. The interval was extremely short, but it completely disrupted his body's center of gravity. Because of this, Mo Yu consciously prevented the second wave of force from hitting the body and not completely lost. However, Mr. Ruan did not give him the chance to continue to take action, so he naturally knocked him away with his fingers.

But this was a significant improvement for Mo Yu. At least Mr. Ruan needed to change his method to knock him down.

He had a little understanding in his heart, but he was not very clear.

But this is not a problem. Mr. Ruan is right in front of him. As long as he is not afraid of being thrown, he can learn from him and sooner or later he will gain something.

Bang!

Bang!

...

The muffled sound echoed among the stone walls one after another, and Mo Yu focused all his mind on Mr. Ruan's simple movements, and even forgot the pain from his body. Even though Mr. Ruan had held back, the fierce impacts could not be faked. If the monks were not more tough and powerful in their body, he would have been unable to hold on.

After knocking him down again, Old Ruan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. A moment ago, he realized that Mo Yu had reached his limit, but he struggled again and again to continue to take action. Although he had held his hand, if he continued, it would cause damage to Mo Yu's body, which was not what he wanted to see.

Looking at Mo Yu who stood up again, a little appreciation flashed in Mr. Ruan's eyes for the first time. Having a strong will of perseverance and fearlessness of pain may not necessarily become a strong person, but a strong person must have this quality! Good understanding and strong will can be seen.

The clothes were broken and the body was covered in countless bruises and swollen, and the strength in the body was almost exhausted, but Mo Yu's eyes were still bright.

At this moment, only Mr. Ruan was in his sight, and nothing else was there.

After a few breaths, the scorching pain in his lungs could not affect his mind. He took action subconsciously, gathering the remaining power in his body and gushing out from the soles of his feet. He punched it out without any change from before, but his movements were simpler and more direct. The angle and speed of his attack were perfect at the same level.

Mr. Ruan nodded slightly. Mo Yu's progress could be seen from this point. He raised his hand and patted him forward, and a flash of splendor flashed in his eyes. Two gushings of power were actually offset by Mo Yu's digits. His center of gravity was still stable and his body was not shaken at all.

This was the first time he had not moved his own tattoos in the fight with Mr. Ruan. What he had performed was the skill of Mr. Ruan's second effort.

When Mr. Ruan was shocked, Mo Yu had already held his wrist with his backhand. A slight tremble made him feel that his center of gravity was slightly unstable. Mr. Ruan came to his senses and stood in a different shape under his feet. He immediately stabilized his center of gravity when he shook his arm slightly and broke free from Mo Yu's clamping, slapped him away and fell seven or eight meters away.

Seeing his motionless figure, Mr. Ruan showed a smile on his dry face and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that I could meet a good seedling in this remote place... It's a pity that I can't stay for a long time, otherwise I might not be able to take him to the school."

After pondering for a moment, he turned around and left.

"Old Ruan." When the stone door of the war room opened, Han Tong hurriedly saluted respectfully, but Yu Guang kept sweeping into the room.

Mr. Ruan said lightly: "Take this guy out of the room and soak in the medicinal bath, and let him continue here after three hours." As he spoke, he kept looking towards the outsider.

Han Tong was slightly stunned, and a deep surprise surged in his eyes.

He flashed into the battle room, looking at Mo Yu who was unconscious, with deep envy in his eyes, but there was still some appreciation in it. Although he had not seen everything with his own eyes, it was not difficult to sense the indoor situation outside the battle room based on the slight vibration on the ground.

When he was in Mo Yu's cultivation level, he didn't say anything else, and he thought he could never support himself under Mr. Ruan for so long. He was valued by Mr. Ruan. This kid is indeed outstanding. Judging from his age, which company in Four Seasons City has such a potential stock, he also needs to check his previous registration information.

But now it is not the time to think too much. Han Tong mentioned Mo Yu and turned around and left in a hurry. Mr. Ruan gave him three hours, and he would never dare to slow down. He just wanted him to recover in three hours. Obviously, Mr. Ruan was asking for a top-grade medicinal bath! This was not qualified to use it at will. If Mr. Ruan hadn't spoken, he would never have used it for monks outside the guild.

What a lucky guy!

...

Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes and found that he leaned in the bathtub, with the fragrance of medicine spreading between his mouth and nose. He was stunned for a moment and found that the pain in his body had dissipated, and he had endless strength in his body. His eyes fell and he felt thoughtful on his face. It was supposed to be the effect of this bucket of medicine bath.

It seems that Mr. Ruan admitted that he was qualified to receive teaching, otherwise he would have been bombarded with him.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu's eyes showed a little excitement! Mr. Ruan is not an ordinary person. Being able to learn from him is a great fortune for him! He closed his eyes slightly, and what he learned from Mr. Ruan was flowing in his heart, making him feel impatient and wanted to fight Mr. Ruan soon. Although he had to suffer some hardship, he could learn real combat skills.

"Are you awake?"

A gentle female voice came from outside, with a bit of respect.

Mo Yu frowned, then stretched out and responded.

The curtain was opened, and a tall woman walked in, holding her neatly arranged clothes in her hands, and said, "I'm here to take you out of the bath."

"No need, put down your clothes and you will retreat."

The woman hesitated for a moment, but still respectfully answered, put down her clothes and turned away. Her back was beautiful, with a thin buttocks and waist, and her face was beautiful, but at this moment Mo Yu had no strange thoughts and hurried out of the bath and dressed neatly, so she pushed the door straight out.

The woman had retreated, and the young man who had taken him into the battle room was outside, and he saluted: "Sir, the owner of the museum told you that there is only three hours to rest, and there is not much left now. Please follow me to the battle room immediately."

Mo Yu nodded, "Okay!"

At this time, not far from the battle stone chamber, a woman stood respectfully in front of Han Tong.

This woman was the one who had to wait for Mo Yu to go out to bathe before.

"Report to the owner of the museum, the adults in the bathroom were extremely polite and had never had any strange thoughts to their subordinates."

Han Tong waved his hand, and the woman bowed and turned around and left.

He did not dare to delay and came directly to the battle room, "Mr. Ruan, as you told me, Mo Yu is not greedy for beauty."

Mr. Ruan nodded expressionlessly. Han Tong did not pause and bowed carefully.

Soon, Mo Yu pushed the door and bowed respectfully, "I will meet Mr. Ruan."

"Stop talking nonsense, do it!"

"yes!"

...

For several days, Mo Yu stayed in the physical cultivation hall to receive the teachings of Mr. Ruan. Every time he couldn't stand the coma, he would stop resting and soak in the medicinal bath. Although it was hard, Mo Yu could keenly sense the enhancement of his combat awareness and combat skills, and he was more at ease in his mastery of his own strength. Moreover, every time he soaked in the medicinal bath, he could feel that his body was constantly increasing.

Pain and happiness are the true portrayal of his time.
Chapter completed!