The host is red and black, and the system can only chirp

"It seems you have had another adventure." Xi Ying's purple eyes flashed with cold stars.

"That's it."

If the basic science knowledge such as physics, aerodynamics, introduction to weapons, ballistics, ammunition terminal effects, launch dynamics, etc. that one has learned in the previous life or the life before that can be considered as a miracle, then there is indeed no one in the world who can compare to Xi Mingming.

"Then come on."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp whistle, and Xi Ying took strange steps, his figure drifting like a ghost, and his left and right hands spread out like wings, and he quickly struck out with his palms.

Xi Mingming was not afraid at all. He mobilized his true energy and leaped forward to meet the enemy.

The two of them fought so vigorously that the sky and earth changed color and the sun and moon lost their light.

"boom!"

The true qi collided and suddenly separated.

Xi Ying's upper body swayed slightly, his left foot suspended in the air and his right foot touching the ground, and he retreated quickly.

Xi Mingming's whole body trembled violently, and he stepped sideways to steady himself.

It’s not that the winner between the two has been decided.

Xi Ying's Ziqi Tianluo skill focuses on weaving a net, trapping the enemy under his layers of energy, making them unable to attack.

Xi Mingming used his injuries to obtain data and frequently tested Xi Ying's true energy to estimate how many joules it was and how many Newtons of force were needed to break it.

Xi Ying said regretfully, "In you, I actually saw the hope of destroying the Way of Love and unifying the Holy Sect. What a pity, what a pity that you chose to commit treason and be disobedient and unfilial."

After saying that, Xi Ying stepped forward and the palm shadows in the sky attacked again.

Wherever the palm force goes, it is like a spider weaving a web, luring the enemy in and then spitting out silk force, using softness to overcome hardness, restraining all the enemy's actions, and then killing the enemy in one fell swoop.

Xi Mingming chuckled, "The truth is simple, but the Olympic spirit is higher, faster and stronger."

Are complicated exercises useful?

Xi Mingming opened his gates wide, mobilized the true energy in his body and compressed it to the palm of his right hand, drawing the energy of heaven and earth to concentrate on his left palm. His left hand pushed his right hand, and he gave it his all as quickly as possible - breaking out of the net.

With a loud "bang", Xi Mingming was knocked over dozens of feet by the energy, and fell to the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth.

There was a muffled sound of "poof".

A soybean-sized hole appeared in Xi Ying's heart.

As he got closer, there was a "pop" sound and a flower of blood exploded on Xi Ying's chest.

Xi Mingming struggled to get up from the ground, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered slowly towards Xi Ying like a paralyzed robot.

"Master. I still call you Master because I really rely on you to enter the martial arts world."

Xi Ying was no longer able to respond; his mouth and nose were like bellows, leaking air.

If an ordinary person's heart exploded, it would have been cold by the time Xi Mingming approached the corpse.

Xi Ying was still conscious, but he was able to hold on to his last breath thanks to the powerful internal energy protecting his body.

Xi Mingming said indifferently, "You told me not to rush to learn martial arts moves and to practice hard to lay a good foundation. You dislike me for always secretly worshipping my nanny and dislike my weakness. You think I am wasting my talent and cannot be cultivated."

Being in a den of evil, one must neither arouse too much expectation, which would lead to excessive power and participation in crime; nor let one be completely disappointed, which would lead to loss of learning opportunities.

When it comes to grasping the right degree, a slight mistake can lead to a huge error.

After Xi Mingming had activated his Qi skill, he spent five long years meditating and breathing day and night. The period was so boring that it was unbearable for most people.

After five years and accumulating a certain amount of true energy, Xi Mingming began to conduct crazy human experiments on herself.

Xi Mingming thought this was not exciting enough: "Why do you think martial arts moves are important? After understanding the principles of the generation of true qi, why does a person still need fixed moves?"

"Which martial arts master relies on the teachings of his predecessors?"

Xi Mingming was murderous and heart-breaking. "Atmospheric circulation, eagles flying in the sky, the flow and torrent of water, even the desert sandstorms, the poplar trees that have not decayed for thousands of years, which one is not more amazing than the fixed moves written down in words?"

Oh, the blood is gushing out even more fiercely. Yes, this person has robbed countless sects and challenged countless people in pursuit of a higher level of martial arts. He has killed countless people.

By the way, does the human body have so much blood?

Or do people who practice martial arts have more health?

Hmm... How about randomly dissecting a murderer? Anyway, there aren't many other things to do, but there are enough murderers.

It’s a pity that I didn’t take more forensic classes.

"Xi Ying." Xi Mingming collected her scattered thoughts. She was extremely cold. "You said I was disobedient and unfilial. Are you worthy? If I don't kill you, I will be unfilial."

The pupils of the person on the ground were almost dilated, but they focused again after hearing this, as if asking: Who dares to tell you?

"Although you are incompetent in controlling your subordinates, your methods are too cruel. No one in the sect dared to tell me." Xi Mingming said calmly, "You just said that I have extraordinary talents, which are not given by human power. This is not only in learning martial arts, but also in memory."

Xi Mingming squatted down, leaned close to Xi Ying's ear, and spoke word by word: "The corpses all over the yard that I saw when I was in my cradle are always imprinted in my mind. I dare not forget them."

When she was still young and weak, Xi Mingming never dared to reveal the fact that she had memories of the massacre.

But she really couldn't show any affection for a murderer.

The reason why he chose to worship his wet nurse every year was, firstly, out of genuine guilt; and also as an opportunity to let Xi Ying believe that she was weak and not a qualified successor to the Way of Destroying Love.

Xi Mingming stood still again, raised his head and said leisurely: "From the moment you took me away, your death today was destined."

The man on the ground's eyes suddenly widened, then slowly lost focus, and finally his body became stiff.

The system whistled: [Wow~ Finally, some energy has arrived. ]

It was intentional.

System: [Make the best use of everything, cherish resources, refuse waste, and start with every little thing around you. ]

[Xi Ying has always believed that if a man does not work for his own benefit, he will be punished by heaven and earth. If you hadn't provoked me with the last few words, I guess I really wouldn't think that there is anything to regret about a master killing his apprentice and the apprentice killing his master in return.]

The three views are so magical.

Xi Mingming's energy sank into his Dantian, and he said in a loud voice: "Come here, collect the corpse of the sect master. Summon the disciples outside and return to the sect immediately."

The disciples in the distance bowed and responded in unison: "Yes, Sect Master."

Look, this is the kind of sect that the Destroying Love Sect is.