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Chapter 322

Now the last Nanhuang is missing.

"What's the magic of this Nan Emperor? Let's hear it!"

After hearing Lin Xuan'er telling such a long story, Su Xiaoning is still very interested.

"When it comes to this Nan Emperor, he is the most legendary figure in the world of immortal cultivation!"

Lin Xuan'er was also very moved.

Su Xiaoning immediately became more interested:

"Oh? Then is Emperor Nan the most powerful among the four?"

"You say the most powerful, but you can't say that. But if you want to say that you can endure the most, just count this Nan Emperor!

He is a super monk of Zhuquexing.

He was born in an ordinary mortal family, and he actually had no talent for cultivation since he was a child.

Later, because a monk from the Immortal Cultivation World left a practice method for six-year-old Jiang Shaohuang, Jiang Shaohuang trained his true energy and star wheels when he was ten years old.

He began to leave his family and worshipped in the Immortal Cultivation Sect."

"It is very rare for people who can cultivate true qi through self-study at the age of ten and can produce star wheels. He can be said to be extremely talented!"

Su Xiaoning became very interested in this Nanhuang.

Su Xiaoning himself was also born in a mortal family, and by chance he traveled to the Great Road of All Spirits.

There, he was still a mortal, and he had been wandering since childhood.

Su Xiaoning immediately felt a sense of mutual sympathy.

"Young Emperor! This name is very impressive!"

Su Xiaoning did not hesitate to praise her.

Lin Xuaner nodded and said:

In fact, his parents are not illiterate mortals.

A man from Bazi said to his father: Your son, you will definitely have a great future if you give this name!

So his father gave his son the name of the Young Emperor according to the instructions of Mr. Bazi. His future achievements are many times higher than those of a mortal emperor!"

"Then I want to hear the story of this Young Emperor Jiang!"

Su Xiaoning sat upright and listened carefully.

Lin Xuan'er cleared her throat and said emotionally:

"The one who joined the Young Emperor Jiang was just a third-rate sect. When he entered, he was just a serious disciple.

Every day, I serve tea and water to my seniors and elders, sweep the floor and carry water.

After entering for a year, he had almost no chance to practice.

But with his strong perseverance, he practices himself every night when he goes to bed.

Because he is young and has family background, he has been bullied in his master's sect.

He received almost no salary, and it would be nice to have food every day.

However, under such difficult conditions, when he was 11 years old, he stood out in the sect competition and became the youngest inner disciple.

That is, the disciple of the sect leader.”

"Ah! Is this person completely self-taught? He is really amazing!

So, is the martial art he learned particularly powerful?

Let his cultivation improve by leaps and bounds!"

"Su Xiaoning, you guessed wrong again this time. How do you punish you?"

Su Xiaoning is now thick-skinned, but she will be wrong if she says something.

He said:

"Okay, then I'll punish you to kiss me, okay?"

"Hey, Su Xiaoning, you are so thick-skinned now. This is in the flying saucer, and your subordinates are watching from the side!"

"But they can't see it."

Su Xiaoning waved out a barrier and isolated the space between the two.

Lin Xuan'er became bolder and kissed Su Xiaoning's lips, then jumped away immediately, raised her index finger and put it beside her mouth and smiled:

"Okay, okay, listen carefully - don't touch me!"

Su Xiaoning quickly withdrew her hand and smiled embarrassedly.

Lin Xuan'er sorted out her clothes that were a little messed up by Su Xiaoning's "Dragon Claw Hand". After coughing a few times, the teacher's majesty was put into full again:

"In fact, this young emperor Jiang's martial arts are the most basic method of practicing Qi. The tricks are just a few basic moves.

For example, you can rush to the fist with a flat stairs, look at the moon with a window, and then rush to the fist with a flat stairs. There are only three moves in total, but actually two moves."

Su Xiaoning knew that holding the window and looking at the moon was to retract his fist, put it aside, and prepare for the next move with both skill and defense.

"This... isn't it too simple?"

Su Xiaoning shook her head and smiled bitterly: "That simple move can be done by a three-year-old child. He can practice it without even needing a master to teach him!

This Nanhuang, can he do two tricks?"

Lin Xuaner smiled and said:

"Maybe it was the monk who passed on to him that kung fu was lazy, or maybe it was the monk who perfunctorily fooled the child in everything.

Anyway, I told Jiang Shaohuang to practice hard and persevere in my life that no one dared to bully him in his life.

This Nan Emperor was also very determined and followed the monk's instructions and had been practicing these two moves since he was a child.

After joining the sect, he did not learn any skills and did housework and chores all day long.

He is only 11 years old and no one pays attention to him.

He doesn't like to talk very much, and he is not very handsome when he looks black. Therefore, in the sect, whether it is a male or female disciple, he doesn't like him very much.

But he doesn’t need others to like him, just make a splash during the sect competition."

Su Xiaoning said:

"Maybe that monk did not deliberately fool Jiang Shaohuang. Maybe that monk did not expect that Jiang Shaohuang could cultivate the Dantian and Star Wheel through self-study, and could join the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

For example, if he is a mortal, if he knows those two tricks, basically no one dares to bully him in his life. This is not wrong.

However, since he has never practiced and has been doing chores, he is only 11 years old, and the sect will arrange for him to participate in the competition. Isn’t that too funny?”

Lin Xuaner said:

"It was because the young disciple who participated in the competition was afraid of being beaten to death, so he asked Shaohuang Jiang to replace him with his name, but faced the powerful enemy.

Young Emperor Jiang refused to go, and then the young disciple beat him desperately and threatened to kill him.

Jiang Shaohuang cried and went to the competition platform with tears in his eyes.

Su Xiaoning shook her head and felt sorry for Young Emperor Jiang:

"Oh, it's really hard for him to be an 11-year-old child.

In fact, the sect is the prey of the weak. It is not easy for him, a child, to survive in such a dangerous environment!”

Lin Xuaner said excitedly:

"In order to save his life, Young Emperor Jiang can only use the two tricks he has learned to fight the enemy.

His opponent was the most fierce and hateful evil person in their sect, and he was a burly man more than two meters tall.

No wonder the male disciple was so scared that he dared not fight and asked Young Emperor Jiang to replace him to die.

The burly disciple, who had never thought that his opponent was actually a child, did not take him seriously at all, but laughed and said:

Little guy, can you hit me ten punches? I will tell you not to fight back.

If you can't beat me down, then you will die!

result,

The 11-year-old Jiang Shaohuang knocked the burly man who was 300 kilograms from two meters high and one punch down the ring, and he shot the headshot with one punch!"
Chapter completed!
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