If you want to make this old pig compromise, Chang'e still has to take action.

Chang'e's light words were more useful than the father and son kneeling on the ground to pray.

However, you can ask the other party to teach you a thing or two about the friendship between these few drinks.

So on a sunny afternoon, Qin Yao came to Zhu Bajie who was sitting on a deck chair in the courtyard, smiled and said: "Bodhisattva, my hands are itchy, and I want to ask you for some advice."

Zhu Bajie glanced at him and said: "With your strength, you are asking me for advice. It's not that your hands are itchy, but your skin is itchy."

Qin Yao said: "What if we don't use our divine power?"

Zhu Bajie stood up and said, "Even if I don't use my magical power, hitting you is just like playing."

Qin Yao turned around and came to the center of the courtyard, raised his hands, and invited: "Please teach me."

"Begging for a beating."

Zhu Bajie walked towards him step by step, even though he didn't use any magical power, his aura became thicker and more intense.

Qin Yao took a deep breath, flew up, gathered his energy and energy into one punch, carried his body with his fist, and rushed towards Zhu Bajie.

"Snapped."

Zhu Bajie suddenly stood still on the spot, without any extra movement, and dropped the monument with his hand.

As his arm fell, Qin Yao realized that the opponent's palm would definitely hit him before he could hit the opponent, so he could only change his moves, turning around in the air and knocking down his whip legs.

Zhu Bajie grabbed hold of his feet, kicked off his hind legs, and used his hands to support Qin Yao's body. He threw him out as soon as his waist relaxed.

All of this happened in a flash of lightning, and Qin Yao was thrown to the ground before he had time to react.

"Come again."

Qin Yao didn't understand how he lost at all. He jumped up and rushed towards the opponent like an arrow. When he got close, he stepped forward and punched Zhu Bajie's chest with his right fist like an afterimage.

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Zhu Bajie still stood still, but his upper body suddenly stretched. His whole body seemed to have become taller in a moment, and his hands quickly fell down.

"Snapped."

Qin Yao's right fist didn't hit his chest, but the opponent's hands hit the inside of his shoulders first, sending him flying instantly.

At this moment, he knew how he lost, and he wanted to try again, but his body was in severe pain.

He understood that this was a symptom of his body reaching its limit, and he would be injured if he continued to fight.

"Do you know where your biggest problem is?" Zhu Bajie asked.

Qin Yao: "Not fast enough, not stable enough, not powerful enough."

Zhu Bajie shook his head and said, "No, that's wrong. Your biggest problem is that you rely too much on divine power, which makes your moves look more and more like a show-off."

Qin Yao's expression froze.

In an instant, it was as if the fog on the altar in his heart was lifted, causing him to fall into a state of enlightenment.

Yes.

He never cared about subtle moves.

In the beginning, with his strong physique, he tortured zombies, ghosts, and similar creatures.

Later, I practiced magic and relied on it to fight zombies, ghosts, and similar people.

Later, after practicing the Great Cave Immortal Sutra, fighting was basically a confrontation of divine power, and one force could defeat ten enemies.

Then, an instinct similar to muscle memory is formed. The first move is to attack with divine power. The battle is to see who has more divine power and who has stronger spells. He becomes more and more like a magician.

Especially, after experiencing the world of Doctor Strange, this instinct has reached its peak!

It’s not that I’m too lazy to think of clever tricks, but it’s a problem that can be solved with Bossat’s Thunder. Why rush in and fight for several rounds?

But the problem is, this is a typical magician tactic!

Does he want to be a pure magician?

"Do you understand?" Zhu Bajie asked when he looked up at him.

Qin Yao nodded: "I understand."

"Do you know what you lack most now?" Zhu Bajie said.

"practice!"

"wrong again."

Zhu Bajie said: "What you lack most now is not training, but fighting.

What is the function of the move? It is to hit people more painfully, or in other words, to kill people faster. The kind that is meant to look better is called a showmanship.

What you have to do is to turn yourself into a powerful martial arts master without using divine power.

In this way, when your martial arts reaches a profound level and combined with divine power, a power that will surprise you will burst out.

Remember, no matter how strong you become in the future, don’t ignore the role of martial arts. Because the essence of martial arts is to make you stronger!”

Qin Yao had never underestimated Zhu Bajie, but when he heard what he said, he suddenly realized that he still underestimated him.

It is almost easy for someone who can become the Lord of Tianhe to give him guidance.

As for Zhu Bajie, the Lord of Tianhe has already happened countless years ago.
Chapter completed!