"Priest Ling said, he said that actual combat is the best way to increase strength, so we must go all out in the discussion, and we must never show mercy." Shen Yuhe said.

"I'll just say that, who knows you take it seriously." Ling Baobao said angrily, pulling on the wound and taking a few breaths of pain.

Mu Hanyan gave Ling Baobao an angry look. Most of this guy believed that he was not weak in martial arts, and he had learned martial arts for a few days. He wanted to find someone to bully and play with him, but he didn't expect to encounter Shen Yuhe, who was deeply hidden On the contrary, he was brutally abused by others.

"By the way, where did you learn the martial arts you just used? It seems that it's different from what we learned?" Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan's heart moved. The combat skills Shen Yuhe used just now seems to be the same as she learned from Mu Tu. The difference is not big, but it is obviously a lot smarter. She felt that the martial arts she had learned was extremely simplified, so she was a little interested in Shen Yuhe's martial arts.

"It's our Huayu Temple that has been passed down from generation to generation. I didn't need to practice so early because of my strength, but that day, seeing the master priest and Long Wu acted as a trick, I felt that martial arts was useful, so I practiced it." Shen Yuhe said casually, but his eyes were obviously full of excitement.

Suddenly, Mu Hanyan wondered if the scene he had done that day had ignited the violent factor hidden deep in the heart of this seemingly gentle right priest.

"Then let's talk about it." Hearing what she said, Mu Hanyan became more curious.

"Okay." Shen Yuhe cheered for joy, but immediately lowered his head and fiddled with the corners of his clothes, and said in a twitchy voice, "It's not good to work with the master priest?"

"It doesn't matter, doesn't the chief priest need to learn from others to improve his strength?" Seeing Shen Yuhe pretending to be gentle and cute, Mu Hanyan couldn't help being amused.

"Then, okay." Shen Yuhe continued to pretend to be shy and cute, but Mu Hanyan could see the eagerness in her eyes.

"Let's do it." Mu Hanyan stepped back and was ready to do it.

"Then I'm welcome, Master Master, be careful." Shen Yuhe moved his feet, palms flying like petals, and patted Mu Hanyan's chest.

No matter the footsteps or the subtlety of the palms, they are by no means comparable to Mutu's crude martial arts, and it is no wonder that Ling Baobao will suffer a big loss.

However, Mu Hanyan was already exquisite in swordsmanship. Although she had learned martial arts from Mu Tu, she was far from comparable to ordinary people's understanding of her.

Just a slight move, he easily avoided the past.

"Huh!" Shen Yuhe suppressed the shock. Although she hadn't really started to practice this martial art for a few days, she had been fascinated by her childhood, but she was also very skilled. Unexpectedly, Mu Hanyan would avoid the past so easily.

Before she recovered from her surprise, she suddenly felt lighter, and Mu Hanyan had caught her wrist and threw it out.

"Ah!" Shen Yuhe exclaimed loudly, and the young priests who watched the excitement outside couldn't help shouting.

Although this spiritual cultivation hall was built to be spacious, Shen Yuhe was thrown out unsuspectingly, and it was inevitable that he would still be hit with bloodshed.

Involuntarily flying to the stone wall, Shen Yuhe turned pale with fright, and his hands fluttered. However, just as she was about to hit the wall, Mu Hanyan's figure suddenly appeared in front of her, pressing her palm lightly on her shoulder, and Shen Yuhe stood firmly on the ground.

Mu Hanyan was just curious about the martial arts passed down from generation to generation in Huayu Temple, but she didn't want people to mistake her for revenge for Ling Baobao.

"Come again!" Although Shen Yuhe's martial arts did not threaten Mu Hanyan, her exquisite combat skills still made her more interested.

"I'm here for real this time, the priest must be careful." Shen Yuhe didn't dare to be careless anymore, his body turned, and his palms quickly patted over again.

This time, her palms were more subtle, and even Mu Hanyan was dazzled. However, relying on her profound foundation and practical experience, she easily avoided the past, waved her arm and threw Shen Yuhe away again. Get out.

Fortunately, she was also prepared this time, but she didn't yell at a loss as she did last time. After volleying a few times, she fell to the ground lightly.

"Come again!" Seeing that his martial arts would never hurt Mu Hanyan, Shen Yuhe let go of his hands and feet, and attacked again.

In the temple, the two figures flew and moved, like phantoms, dizzying. More and more priests gathered at the door. Seeing Mu Hanyan and Shen Yuhe's light posture and exquisite combat skills, everyone was surprised.

In the eyes of ordinary people, only those civilians who have no hope of becoming priests will concentrate on practicing martial arts. Even with the promotion of strength, high-ranking priests will also practice, but more of them are used as auxiliary, and it is not true. Taking martial arts seriously, even many high-ranking priests would use weapons to replace martial arts.

As the priests of the Huayu Temple, they also have their own pride. Of course, they are also dismissive of martial arts. Until today, they did not know that martial arts can be so exquisite. It seems that Mu Hanyan could Bullying the dragon and crying for mercy is not all deceit. If this martial art is cultivated well, it will be of great use, and it can often achieve surprising results.

"It won't come, it won't come." Mu Hanyan once again flung out gently and skillfully, Shen Yuhe wiped the sweat from his forehead, waved his hand and said.

Although she had tried her best, she knew very well that she was not Mu Hanyan's opponent at all, and if she hadn't been merciful under her, she would be even more miserable than Ling Baobao.

"Okay." Mu Hanyan had to stop.

It can be seen that although Shen Yuhe is proficient in this martial art, he has not studied it for a few days after all, and has not fully understood it, nor can it exert its true power. If he continues to learn from it, he will bully others.

"By the way, Master Master, have you also learned about the death of the Eight Desolates?" Shen Yuhe asked Mu Hanyan curiously while wiping his sweat.

"What is the death of the gods?" Mu Hanyan asked with a slight surprise.

"It's the martial arts I used just now. I don't know what the old ancestor thinks. I have such a name, and I am not afraid that the Lord God will blame it. I remember when my grandfather taught me when I was a child, he told me that this martial arts was Evolved from a magic trick, the name of the magic trick is called the Eight Desolate Gods. It’s just because this magic trick is so wonderful that no one can understand it, so it’s reduced to a martial art. The array magic pill technique of the Rain Temple is somewhat related to this magic technique.