The length of the most common long spear is generally no shorter than the length from the feet to the fingertips of a person standing upright with his arms raised.

The wooden stick that Tang Liu picked for Tang Wulin was naturally found according to this standard.

Therefore, Tang Wulin had to hold the wooden stick that was taller than his height and complete all the actions he just demonstrated according to his requirements.

The weight of a solid long wooden stick is not light at all.

Calculated in the same proportion, if an adult does not have enough arm strength, it will be very difficult to achieve the conditions he just mentioned.

Not to mention that Tang Wulin is only a six-year-old child.

But Tang Liu felt that he was still very kind.

After all, what he gave was a hard wooden stick, not a soft long stick, so the difficulty was reduced by more than a little.

Looking at Tang Wulin who had begun to learn in a decent manner, a certain young uncle smiled without any guilt in his heart.

The next second, he grabbed the head of the gun and lightly tapped Tang Wulin's knee with the tail of the gun.

"If you make a wrong step, try again."

The second time, he used the barrel of the gun to raise Tang Wulin's hand holding the stick.

"If your hand is too low, try again."

The little guy still has some talent, but because these moves are not difficult, after Tang Liu corrected them a few times, Tang Wulin was able to complete a set of moves relatively standard.

My hands are still shaking when I lift the stick.

"Not bad." Tang Liu praised it without hesitation, "Next, try to control your wrist and stabilize the wooden stick. At the same time, you must remember all the steps just now. The speed can be slower, but it can't be chaotic, you know?"

It is still in the early stages, and children's inner excitement and excitement still dominate.

Maybe he didn't realize how boring the process would be, but before the excitement wore off, he was at least still studying hard.

However, spear skills are just a cover. As long as Tang Wulin can perform these actions well today, Tang Liu's goal will have been achieved.

He looked at Tang Wulin who was trying hard to steady the trembling stick, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and then he cast a vague glance somewhere.

…

After Meng Jue returned, he spent almost a sleepless night investigating the surveillance in the western suburbs.

If the movie ticket that really led him to discover the "Trader" was not placed on Xie Dingtian during the violent conflict.

Then the subsequent conflict between the young man and Xie Dingtian in the western suburbs was actually unnecessary.

But it still happened, so its intention is very intriguing.

That being the case.

Armed conflict was not the words that led him to discover the true "manipulator" of everything yesterday.

It can only be to guide his attention to the location of the conflict.

Western suburbs.

What happened to the western suburbs?

Could it be that……

Meng Jue soon had a guess in his mind, but there was no way to confirm it yet.

After meditating for a while to regain energy and sorting out my thoughts, I sent a message to my liaison using internal encrypted communication.

And just at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in a monitoring window on the computer screen.

Meng Jue felt a little troubled as he looked at the young man who quickly danced with his gun in the gray and white light of the morning.

After staring quietly for a while, he stood up, grabbed his coat and walked outside.

Some speculations may be confirmed in the future.

So he returned to the community and hid in the dark to witness the entire process of young people teaching children.

I also thought that it was no wonder that the young man was eyeing Xie Dingtian, after all, he seemed to be very familiar with that child.

He has excellent eyesight, and because of years of training, he is very keen on a person's posture and movements.

For people like them, no matter when they walk or do anything else, the feeling is completely different from that of ordinary people who have no trace of training.

Maybe it was a small detail that he couldn't even see or notice on a normal day, but in his eyes, it was probably like the difference between an ordinary person with frivolous steps and a soldier who was marching in a uniform manner.

Yesterday at the hospital, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Xie Dingtian.

Looking at the young man in the distance, all his movements were neither open nor close, and even because he deliberately slowed down the speed of the gun dance, it was hard to see how hard he was exerting himself.

But even though the young man wore long sleeves and covered his body, he could still tell what kind of powerful body the other party had under the sweatshirt based on the subtle changes in the folds and textures of the clothes.

As a fellow monk, he would inevitably compare himself with others and then draw conclusions.

Not a match at all.

And he is an elite assassin, or killer, specially trained by the "Tang Sect".

Disciples of the sect who are at level 30 can use their superb fighting skills to defeat opponents at level 50 or above at close range.

Not to mention disciples like him who have "graduated" from the sect and can be assigned tasks.

Before that, he only thought that the young man was a monk with the ability to create illusions or a spiritual system.

Such a monk is difficult to deal with, but he only needs a chance to get up close and subdue him with one blow.

The blond lady with extraordinary skills next to the other party, and even the white tiger guard who suddenly appeared - although due to the illusion, he had doubts about the authenticity of the white tiger guard - seemed to support this.

But now it seems that he shouldn't think so.

No, maybe after the other party subdued Xie Dingtian, he should completely deny this judgment.

only……

The pace of the young man's gun dance just now.

Why does it look so similar——

A slowed-down version of "Ghost"?

…

After repeating it over and over again, Tang Wulin began to feel a little exhausted.

He was holding a solid wooden stick that was much longer than his own height, still holding the tail. His center of gravity was extremely deviated from his body, causing the arm holding the stick to be extremely sore.

But he neither complained nor had any intention of giving up.

And looking at his expression, he seemed to have already been immersed in it.

Tang Wulin could certainly feel the pain in his arms, but strangely, he could ignore the discomfort and continue to perform the movements, even though his hands were shaking terribly.

When did it start?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It was probably the first time he completed the whole set of actions in a relatively standard way, and then a warm air suddenly appeared in his lower abdomen, like a small snake? A bug? Or a Golden Dragon King? Anyway

Climbing slowly around the entire body, from top to bottom.

After that, the body seemed to be controlled by others, and it continued to repeat those actions mechanically, over and over again.

As a result, the warm air flow continued to flow through the body, and even grew stronger.

But his body is still his own, and nothing has changed, so his arms are still trembling like that.

Tang Wulin was a little greedy for the feeling of warm current flowing around in his body, so he didn't want to wake up.

However, cultivation also requires a combination of work and rest. The sky is getting brighter and the sun seems to be rising from the east soon.

So Tang Liu spoke up, causing Tang Wulin to stop.

"Now look up to the east, slow down your breathing, and pay attention to follow my instructions."

His words were like distant echoes in the valley, causing Tang Wulin to stop his movements immediately.

While I was still confused about which side was east, my body had already reacted on its own.

There are naturally a lot of tall buildings to the east, but when you look over them, you seem to see through a blue light like a mirror, water, and moon.

The sight is like a fish swimming through the water waves, and then looking at the sun rising from the sea level.

"Breathe in."

Tang Wulin followed Tang Liu's words and took a deep breath subconsciously.

At this moment, the warm current swimming in the body suddenly accelerated, like a whirlpool, as if it wanted to suck something away.

At the same time, a bright and noble purple glow appeared in front of the rising sun in the field of vision.

He seemed to see purple light rushing towards him, like a wisp of mist entering his eyes, leaving a warmth behind.

"Now close your eyes and breathe out."

Tang Liu's voice sounded again, and Tang Wulin subconsciously followed suit.

After closing my eyes, the warm feeling in my eyes became more and more obvious, as if I was applying a hot towel to my eyes, which was indescribably comfortable.

When the warm feeling dissipated, Tang Wulin opened his eyes again and found that the world in his eyes seemed to have become much clearer.

It's just that the vision of the rising sun that I saw through the blue light just now disappeared, and there were only tall buildings in sight.

He subconsciously looked at Tang Liu next to him, and happened to catch his smiling eyes.

"Congratulations, little Tang Wulin, you are now a soul warrior who has learned the meditation technique. From now on, you can practice your soul power according to the meditation technique at any time and improve your cultivation."

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, then he said with joy on his face: "Really? What's the name of my meditation technique?"

Tang Liu: "Xuan Tian Gong 13promax Yuanfeng Blue."

Tang Wulin: "?"
Chapter completed!