Tiger Roars in China

As he watched, Li Meng unconsciously started gesturing with his hands.

Watching others practice is one thing, but trying it yourself is another.

No matter what, Li Meng couldn't find that feeling.

After chopping out 864 times with the axe in one breath, Maori was already sweating profusely and panting.

He put away the axe, wiped the sweat off his face and said to Li Meng, "I'm old and useless now. When I was young, I could chop 8864 times in one breath, which was nothing. Now it's no use!"

Li Meng asked in confusion, "Grandpa Mao Li, I saw all your movements clearly, why can't I do it?"

Mao Li shook his beard proudly and said, “If anyone can learn it just by looking at it, is it still the Chaos Cloak Axe Technique?

It's dark, ready for dinner and bed, and work tomorrow."

As soon as Maori gave the order, all the dwarves took action.

Soon, dinner was ready, of course, still mainly barbecue.

Supplies were scarce in Dragon City, and it was rare for them to have a meal of meat. So for the dwarves, this was already a happy time.

The dwarves’ tent was very small, and Li Meng felt very uncomfortable living there.

In the middle of the night, he quietly got up, and under the bright moonlight, he replayed the memories in his mind and began to practice the Chaos Cloak Axe Technique.

At the beginning, every time Li Meng swung the axe, he felt a little sluggish and awkward.

Gradually, he seemed to have found the feeling and everything became smooth.

Li Meng swung the axe, each blow faster than the last.

Suddenly, Li Meng lost control of the axe in his hand, and it flew out of his hand as if it was pulled by a strong force.

At that moment, Li Meng almost fainted. It was as if all the strength in his body was taken away by the axe.

Li Meng was really shocked. He stood there blankly, looking at the direction where the axe flew away, a little dazed.

Suddenly, Mao Li's voice rang in Li Meng's ears, "Kid, your comprehension is really strong. Just by watching me use the Chaos Cloak Axe Technique once, you were able to comprehend a little bit. Not bad, not bad, really not bad!"

Li Meng then realized that he had been sitting on the grass without knowing when.

And that Maori was standing beside him, with his head raised and his beard shaking, as if he was looking at the moon.

The words just now came from his mouth, which made Li Meng feel a little unreal.

"Grandpa Maori..."

For some reason, Li Meng felt a little sad.

Mao Li patted Li Meng and said, "Child, don't be discouraged. When I first started, I was not as good as you. You have to proceed step by step and don't aim too high.

Start with a few axes and then slowly increase from there.

Also, when you practice next time, don’t use an axe, use this instead.”

After saying that, he handed Li Meng a thin branch.

Li Meng shook the thin branch, and it seemed as light as a feather.

How to train the axe?

Maori was already pacing away slowly.

His mumbling voice drifted over with the night wind, "It's been thousands of years, and I will fulfill this promise..."

Li Meng suddenly felt a little creepy. Another thousand-year-old monster?

The next day, the boring tree-cutting work continued.

Maybe Maori was too tired yesterday as he didn't move the axe for the whole day.

Of course, there was no progress with the remaining dwarves.

Li Meng seemed to be possessed, holding a thin branch and whipping people everywhere.

The dwarves didn't know what he wanted to do.

In fact, Li Meng replayed Maori's sixty-four axes that were completed in one go over and over again in his mind.

He relied on the weight of the axes, their rebound, and the accumulation of layers to complete the sixty-four axes.

This small branch of mine has no weight at all, how can I add anything to the stack?

Li Meng couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried?

But Maori must have had a purpose for giving Li Meng this thin branch. There must be a deeper meaning behind it.

So, Li Meng has been thinking all the time.

Little did he know that Maori was afraid that Li Meng would waste the axe, so he just broke a branch and gave it to Li Meng as a joke, but Li Meng took it seriously.

In fact, as long as Li Meng asked about the gross profit, everything would become clear.

But Li Meng thought that this was a test from Maori, so she didn't ask.

Mao Li also thought that Li Meng was thinking about something and did not disturb Li Meng.

Just like that, they got sidetracked!

On the first day, Li Meng didn't gain anything.

The next day, too.

On the third day, Li Meng watched Mao Li chopping trees with an axe and suddenly discovered that Mao Li could also borrow the power of heaven and earth.

Could it be that Maori has also entered the holy land?

Although the daily progress of felling ironwood is not great, it accumulates over time.

Gradually, a lot of the ironwood had been cut down.

On this day, Li Meng was still waving the thin branch, experiencing the transformation from making light of heavy things to making heavy things light.

Suddenly, as he was turning the branches, he remembered a martial arts competition he had watched on Earth.

A monk from Shaolin Temple performed a crazy stick technique that left a deep impression on everyone.

The stick techniques may seem crazy and chaotic, but they are very similar to Maori's chaotic cloak axe techniques.

There is a superposition every time you swing the stick, and by changing hands and other actions, the superposition will continue to increase, and finally the attack is completed and the force is released.

Li Meng's eyes suddenly lit up. Crazy stick technique, why didn't I think of it?

Sure enough, this chaotic cloak axe technique evolved from the Shaolin Crazy Stick Technique on Earth.

Li Meng no longer thought about the things on Earth.

He now wanted to learn the Shaolin Temple's Crazy Stick Technique through this set of Chaos Cloak Axe Technique.

Li Meng dropped the branch he had been holding for more than ten days, took out his copper stick, and began to practice the Luan Cloak Axe Technique with the copper stick.

Li Meng certainly couldn't adapt to the sudden change from mild to severe.

However, Li Meng still likes the copper stick with big openings and closings.

I'm not too keen on axes that can only be used for chopping.

According to his own memories and confirming Maori's chaotic cloak axe technique, Li Meng's crazy stick technique was gradually cultivated and formed. He was able to swing thirty-six sticks in succession and still keep his body steady.

However, Li Meng knew in his heart that once this crazy stick technique was wielded, he would probably not be able to control it.

He was completely led by the copper stick.

If the copper stick was not a weapon that Li Meng was very familiar with, he would have thought that there was a spirit in the copper stick!

As Li Meng gradually explored, he felt more and more that this set of crazy stick techniques was not simple.

The 8864 axes that Maori showed Li Meng were still not its limit.

Although Li Meng can only swing thirty-six sticks now, it is enough to double Li Meng's combat power.

If one can really practice to the level of 9981 sticks, then killing people of higher levels will not be a problem.

No wonder this Dragon City doesn’t focus on levels, but rather on actual combat capabilities.

Even Long Yuqi, who was not favored by everyone, could say to Fairy Bai Yu without any shame after he went out, "It's not a problem for me to kill you."

Because their strength is there.

Li Meng's heart was filled with hope again. . . .