Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 729: Encountering the Demonic Dragon in the North

With each of them having their own thoughts, Wang Jinyan accepted Lu Ping's invitation and joined the group's night chat.

Today's Canglang is in a state of strong curiosity and confusion about his future, and Wang Jinyan happens to be an expert in guiding others in this regard.

The two of them hit it off immediately, and after some communication, Canglang immediately felt like a fish in water.

"Master, you have broad knowledge and profound wisdom. You are truly the most talented person I have ever met in my life!"

"I wonder if you are willing to enter the court of Miaojiang?"

In Canglang's view, Wang Jinyan before him was a rare hermit, a wise man in the mountains, and a pillar of the country. He was exactly the wise man that his father lacked in the first place.

If we can bring him into the imperial court, why worry about the prosperity of Miaojiang?

Wang Jinyan shook his head and said, "I am already too old to be of any use..."

Canglang said, "Master, you are too modest!"

"You are only sixty years old now. It is a good time for you to work hard, strive for progress, and shine!"

Lu Ping next to him paused.

Is this a fake Canglang? Who did he learn these words from?

Hmm...it seems to be me?

That's fine.

"Since you do not wish to enter the government, do I have the honor to be your disciple and teach me the way of knowledge?"

Canglang wanted to become his disciple.

If I could learn a few skills from him and make contributions to Miaojiang in the future, I wouldn't feel like I've lived a mediocre life and would not feel ashamed of my ancestors after I die.

finally come!

Forget the present and feel at peace.

Why was he here in the middle of the night?
It was because he had heard about the whereabouts of Canglang and others a long time ago, so he deliberately showed up in the image of a hermit master, wanting to use his skills and eloquence to take Canglang as his apprentice, assist him to ascend to the throne, and take control of power himself!

Otherwise, could it really be for sightseeing?

Although the goal has been achieved, one cannot appear too enthusiastic.

It should be noted that since ancient times, things that are delivered to your door voluntarily are often not valuable, and only when something is visited three times can its value be revealed.

"I have long lost the desire to accept disciples."

"But if you are interested, I have a book to give you."

"This book is the essence of Mohist classics. If you can study it often, it will definitely be of great benefit to you in the future!"

As he spoke, Wang Jinyan took out the "Mo Lun" that he had prepared long ago from his arms.

Canglang took it and found that the book was a little old and yellowed, obviously having been read countless times.

"This book must be something the Master treasures very much, and I dare not take it away from you."

Qi Canglang wanted it in his heart, but the good moral education he received since childhood did not allow him to do so.

"I have already memorized the contents of the book, so please take it and study it."

Forget the present and act generously.

But Canglang really fell for it. He was immediately excited and very grateful to Lao Deng.

The next day.

The few of them said goodbye to Wang Jinyan and continued on their way.

But this time, Canglang and others went to the camel tribe’s territory.

They wanted to go and see the damage there, and if possible, they wanted to stay there and help with the reconstruction;

Lu Ping planned to go directly to the Great Snow Mountain and look for the dragon in the north of Xiwulin.

"Boss Lu, you really won't join us?"

After all, they have been together for a while, and Lu Ping has taught him a lot during this period, so Canglang showed some reluctance to leave.

Lu Ping waved his hand and said, "After all, we have different goals, so it's better to separate as soon as possible."

"You are a prince after all. You will live for Miaojiang in the future, right?"

"But I am not. I am a man of the underworld. My whole life is devoted to pursuing the realm of martial arts and maintaining the order of the underworld."

"So we just need to recognize our respective positions and identities and do what we need to do."

In fact, Lu Ping himself didn't believe this, but it was enough to deceive Canglang.

"Canglang understands. Please take care of yourself, Boss Lu." "Haha...you should worry more about yourself!"

After parting with everyone, Lu Ping was no longer restrained. He turned into light and headed north. He soon crossed the snow-capped mountains and arrived at the other end of Xiwulin.

After a few more days, Lu Ping had a general understanding of the environment here.

Compared with Miaojiang, which is mostly woodlands, swamps and poisonous lands, the other side of the snow mountain is obviously much cleaner, with more than half of the land being grassland.

This vast green shade supports countless tribes and ethnic groups.

Similar to the information heard before, the North does not have a unified country like the Guming royal family. Various major forces stand side by side, checking and balancing each other, forming one extremely complex alliance after another.

But about two months ago, a great disaster struck the North.

The evil dragon suddenly appeared and wreaked havoc, causing countless deaths and great suffering.

Lu Ping searched along the traces of destruction, and finally a few days later, on a remote peak, he saw the huge figure in his memory.

"After not seeing him for several months, this guy's aura is more than a hundred times stronger than when he was first released!"

"Could it be that the massacre nourished His energy and blood?"

This is the only explanation.

Just as Lu Ping was looking at the dragon, the dragon also noticed the visit of this outsider.

The dragon suddenly flew up from the ground and roared. In an instant, disaster clouds covered its head, lightning and thunder flashed, creating a shocking scene.

"So grumpy when you wake up?"

"Roar--!!"

"Don't worry, you'll be able to rest forever soon."

Lu Ping's eyes became fierce, and he showed an extremely wild aura. As his internal energy was circulated, his aura changed accordingly.

The surging fighting spirit and rising murderous aura made the dragon feel a strong life crisis. It suddenly became agitated and circled in the air, roaring continuously.

"Roar--!"

A deafening roar, accompanied by a breath of demonic energy, transformed into a fireball as blazing as the sun, blasting towards Lu Ping.

"Well done!"

Although there were no spectators in front of him, Lu Ping couldn't help but feel excited at the rare opportunity of facing such a powerful monster.

He immediately shouted loudly, stepped on the water and wind steps, bypassed the fireball at an extremely fast speed, and arrived at the side of the dragon in the blink of an eye.

There was a slight "clang" sound, and the peerless madman was split into two.

"The wind passes without leaving a trace!!"

"Sword - Weeping Blood!!"

Lu Ping tried two things at once, using both hands, using the "Trace of Wind" and "Devil Flow Sword" sword techniques, and unexpectedly transformed into two figures, one happy and one crazy, and pounced on the dragon from different directions.

ding ding ding-

The sword blade scratched through the scales, sparks flew, and the sound of metal colliding was heard.

The two figures merged into one again behind the magic dragon, forming Lu Ping's original figure.

"Hmm...it's unusually hard!"

He had already used 50% of his strength in those two sword strikes. Normally, he could have cut mountains and broken waves, but he only left two shallow white marks on the dragon's body. This showed that his defense was far better than he had expected.

As I was sighing, a strong wind suddenly blew from behind me.

Lu Ping used the Water Wind Step again and quickly retreated to avoid the attack.

Just as the figure left the spot, a thick dragon tail slapped down suddenly with such force that it was enough to smash a thousand-pound rock into pieces!
Boom——! !

A low, drum-like sound was heard in the sky.

"Good guy!"

"This is the real dragon's tail swing!"

Lu Ping complained and landed steadily on the ground.

"Roar--!!"

In mid-air, the dragon roared again, and the sound pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

Along with this roar, His body swam wildly in the air, and His dragon tail swayed up and down.

I don’t know if he was angry because he couldn’t hit the target, or if he was howling in pain from his own dragon tail, or both?
(End of this chapter)