Teach Ning Rongrong the Art of Flying

"Get lost!" The two said almost in unison.

The look in Wukong's eyes became more and more disgusted, and Zhu Zhuqing even showed contempt and disdain……………….

"What do you mean, I am despised?" Wukong questioned from the bottom of his heart.

Alas, it is really difficult to be a man, and everything I do is my fault.

"Then I can't fuse this soul bone either, and it would be a pity to throw it away..." Wukong took a second to look at the soul bone in his hand.

It is indeed a pity to throw it away, but what can be done?

The two ladies were unhappy with this thing, and Wukong had no choice. To be honest, if it weren't for the Saiyan blood blocking it, he really wanted to fuse it.

"Don't you see where this soul bone is! We girls can't use it at all, okay?" Ning Rongrong said speechlessly.

But then the helplessness on the little tender round face began to slowly turn into a smirk.

And looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a strange look, making Zhu Zhuqing uncomfortable for a while.

"Why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Zhu Zhuqing, who couldn't stand Ning Rongrong's gaze, suddenly patted Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong was a little confused. Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?

"You see, this soul bone is the place of the tiger-shaped soul beast. We girls can't fuse it. What if he fuses it..." Ning Rongrong pointed at Wukong with her little hand, and the smirk on her face never stopped.

"Then you are..."

"Ouch!"

A scream came out.

It turned out that Wukong and Zhu Zhuqing hit Ning Rongrong's little head at the same time.

Ning Rongrong grimaced in pain, and there seemed to be some tears in her eyes, as if she had used too much strength just now.

But there was nothing she could do. Who told you to be so rude?

"You asked me to fuse this soul bone, which is an insult to me. Do you understand?" Wukong said righteously.

"My physique is so strong, do I still need this kind of external force? Who are you looking down on..." Wukong turned his head to the side and pouted.

Who knew that this would make Ning Rongrong stop crying, and she would laugh loudly, patting Zhu Zhuqing on the back from time to time.

"Zhuqing, you are really strong in endurance, hahahahahahahaha, I am dying of laughter!"

Zhu Zhuqing's face was as thin as a cicada's wing, and being laughed at at this time made her blush even deeper.

Zhu Zhuqing was so angry that she wanted to bite Wukong to death immediately. What was this guy saying?

It would be fine if he acted like a hooligan when he was with me, but he had to let outsiders know...

Seeing Ning Rongrong still laughing, Zhu Zhuqing immediately stepped forward to cover her mouth, and glared at Wukong with a vicious look, gritting his teeth and said: "If you dare to talk nonsense to me again, I will scratch you to death at night!"

After these words came out, Wukong suddenly seemed to wilt, and quickly admitted his weakness and said: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it, I was wrong..."

This is not because Wukong is afraid, Wukong has never been afraid of Zhu Zhuqing, but it's just that he sleeps alone at night and feels a little lonely.

Good guy, if this girl sleeps on the bed and he sleeps on the floor, wouldn't it be very miserable?

No, in order to avoid this kind of thing from happening, you still have to admit your weakness when you should. This is not fear, this is respect!

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was still a little angry, Wukong proposed to teach Ning Rongrong the air dance technique.

Letting Ning Rongrong learn the air dance technique is undoubtedly an additional means of self-protection, and it can also allow her to correctly use the breath in her body.

Several people returned to the edge of the lake...

"Dancing in the sky? Is it the kind you can do to fly freely in the sky?" Ning Rongrong asked happily.

She has been craving this ability for a long time. It would be so cool to be able to fly freely in the sky. You know, Title Douluo who are not flying can only stay in the air for a period of time.

But looking at the skills of Wukong and others, it seems that as long as the soul power is not exhausted, they can stay in the air forever.

After returning, I can show off to Ning Fengzhi. If Ning Fengzhi is happy, he might give me some treasures.

This is also what Wukong thinks. This force is too important. He doesn't want the Spirit Hall. After all, it was built by others, not his own.

Of course, you have to build your own power. The most lacking thing now is money. What else can you practice in your own sect? Dancing with swords and guns?

Forget it. The weapons in Douluo Continent are not developed at all. In a sense, they are not as strong as the shovels summoned by others with soul power.

"That's right. The principle of the flying technique is to concentrate the power of breath in the dantian, and then slowly spread it downwards, which will form a cyclone that makes you float." Wukong told Ning Rongrong seriously. He originally wanted Zhu Zhuqing to teach Ning Rongrong, but Wukong was afraid that Zhu Zhuqing would not teach.

This is not an exaggeration. Looking at us now, there are some good students, but they are just good at learning, and they don't know how to teach others, how to be like him.

"Of course, the first point is definitely to let you use the breath skillfully..." Wukong sat cross-legged on the ground, and Ning Rongrong also sat down with Wukong's movements.

Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, used another method recommended by Wukong to hone the breath in his body, so that he could better control this power.

"You must relax your whole body, and don't be nervous. If you are too nervous, your breath will be disordered."

"Yeah!" Ning Rongrong smiled and nodded.

"Feel the power of your whole body, you will find a unique airflow, and slowly guide that airflow out of the body along the meridians in your hand..."

Under Ning Rongrong's focused observation, a small golden bean appeared out of thin air in the center of Wukong's hand.

That was the energy ball formed by the breath.

"Wow, so magical!" Obviously, Ning Rongrong was shocked by the surprise of the breath power.

"If it is soul power, if it is not the kind of Titled Douluo who has a strong control over soul power, it may dissipate as soon as it is guided out of the body, but why can this be retained?" Ning Rongrong shook her head, very puzzled, Wukong has now done what many high-level soul masters cannot do.

"The power of breath is different from soul power. It is the inner power of a person. It is equivalent to your own sweat, which can stay in the air for a short time." Wukong explained to Ning Rongrong the source of the breath power.

"For example, I now have a certain understanding of the power of breath. I can use my breath to judge the enemy's soul power level and his combat status without looking at the number of the opponent's soul rings, and even pick out his weaknesses." Wukong touched his nose, as if it was really cool to say this to others.

Finally understand why those villains in the previous life always had to be blind, because it was really cool.

Of course, the fact that he could pick out the enemy's weaknesses was just Wukong's bragging. Good guy, if he could really find out someone's weaknesses, then Wukong would definitely attack the weaknesses every day.

"What!" Ning Rongrong stared with big eyes. She didn't expect Wukong to be so strong now.

Alas, another naive girl was fooled.

"You can directly find out his level and combat status without observing the number of the opponent's soul rings. This breath power is too magical!" Ning Rongrong's heart was already filled with great excitement. He couldn't wait to show off in front of Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong.

With this power, it's like picking up a treasure!

Then in the future, I can call the wind and rain in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and no one will care even if I tear down my house!

At this point, Ning Rongrong was really grateful to Wukong, and it seemed that some young buds were sprouting in her heart.