Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

Among the nameless group, Qin Chuan only knew Nameless.

Among Qin Chuan’s group, Nameless only knew Qin Chuan.

After some introductions to each other, they found that they were all famous people.

And the handsome young man next to Nameless was actually a disciple who used to help the lord of the world, Nie Feng.

The world will fall apart after the death of the hero.

The three brothers Qin Shuang, Bu Jiaoyun and Nie Feng also went their separate ways.

Nie Feng lived in seclusion in the town where the Zhonghua Pavilion was located, and made a living hunting.

When he went to China Pavilion to sell wild game, he was found anonymously.

From the nameless narration, Nie Feng was able to sense the breath of ‘wind injury’ across the small half of the capital.

This made Qin Chuan feel extremely surprised.

Although he once guessed that Nie Feng might have a high understanding of the ‘Wind Injury’ because of the fate of the wind attribute.

But I didn’t expect Nie Feng to be so sensitive to the direction of the wind.

Qin Chuan couldn’t help but think of wanting to teach Nie Feng’s ‘Wind Injury’ to see if he could perfect the ‘Wind Injury’ more perfectly.

So that he can copy the stronger ‘wind injury’.

So Qin Chuan looked at Nie Feng with a smile on his face and said:

“Nie Feng, can you tell me about the abnormal wind direction you felt just now, what is the situation?”

“Lord Qin Zhuang, I just feel something in my heart, it’s like…”

Nie Feng had long known from the nameless mouth that Qin Chuan was a peerless master who defeated him.

Qin Chuan’s question was naturally treated with caution.

After thinking for a moment, Nie Feng didn’t know how to describe that feeling.

Seeing that Nie Feng couldn’t say a reason, Qin Chuan couldn’t help but pick up and said:

“It’s like the wind around you told you.”

Nie Feng’s mind flashed and said:

“That’s right, that’s how it feels.”

Qin Chuan glanced at Lin Pingzhi vaguely, and then turned his head to look at Nie Feng.

I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart:

Some people need to work hard to achieve something.

Some people have it right from birth.

It’s really God’s stuffed food.

“Nie Feng, I have a sword technique that I want to teach you, I wonder if you are willing to learn it?”

Qin Chuan’s strength is nameless, but he has personally experienced it.

Moreover, Nameless, who has stayed in the Qin Mansion for a while, also has some understanding of Qin Chuan’s character.

People who know that he is interested have always been unusually generous.

This time, Nameless brought Jian Chen and Nie Feng to greet Qin Chuan for the same purpose as Shi Zhixuan.

I just want to help Jian Chen and Nie Feng to see if I can get a chance here in Qin Chuan.

Now, seeing that Qin Chuan intends to teach Nie Feng’s profound martial arts.

Nameless hurriedly motioned for Nie Feng to agree.

And Nie Feng also felt a little apprehensive about this sudden surprise.

“Lord Qin Zhuang’s great grace, I am afraid that he will deserve it.”

Qin Chuan said with a smile:

“It’s okay, this trick is not a secret anyway.”

“Whether you can practice depends on your talent.”

“Some people, even if they are taught, may not be able to learn.”

After speaking, Qin Chuan also glanced at Shi Zhixuan with a dark face lightly.

The people present are not weak in martial arts.

Qin Chuan’s small movements were naturally in his eyes.

So everyone’s eyes involuntarily glanced at Shi Zhixuan.

It made Shi Zhixuan’s face even more ugly.

It is clear that the peerless sword technique has been handed over to his hands, and it is sad enough that he has not learned it.

It was also taken out by Qin Chuan and repeatedly whipped the corpse, which made Shi Zhixuan’s mood not so beautiful for a while.

At this time, Nie Feng felt a little embarrassed.

After the introduction just now, he already knew that the black-faced uncle next to him was Shi Zhixuan, the evil king of the Great Tang Demon Gate.

If Qin Chuan had not learned the martial arts he had taught, he would not regret it like him.

But if he learned the martial arts that Shi Zhixuan didn’t learn, would he still be able to stay in the Great Tang?

Qin Chuan sensed everyone’s heart, and couldn’t help but laugh a little.

How can there be so many dramas in the people around me.

It also makes it impossible for people to live well, and it goes up every day.

Suppressing the cranky thoughts in his heart, Qin Chuan casually threw the black sword to Lu Guanying and shouted to Lin Pingzhi on the side:

“Hirayuki, knife.”

Lin Pingzhi heard Qin Chuan’s call and respectfully offered the seedling knife in his hand.

Seeing that Qin Chuan was about to make a move, everyone’s hearts were focused on Qin Chuan.

Especially Nie Feng, watching Qin Chuan’s movements with full attention, for fear of missing a single detail.

Qin Chuan slowly pulled out the Miao Dao, although this knife was designed by him, it was the first time he really looked at this knife.

Qin Chuan’s height is about the same as Lin Pingzhi, so the length of this knife is just right for him.

What is the wind?

The movement of air is wind.

The heated air rises and the cooled air falls.

Different temperatures in the area will form a flow of air, which is wind.

In an instant, Qin Chuan entered the realm of selflessness.

The energy of the ‘Flame Knife’, and the cold air of the Frozen Fist.

Interact with the seedlings.

In the domineering perception, wisps of small whirlwinds formed on the body of the knife.

In an instant, Qin Chuan created a wind track in the surprised eyes of Nie Feng and Lin Pingzhi.

With a flick of the knife in his hand, three violent hurricanes streaked across the river, leaving deep marks.

Others could not see the track of the wind, but only noticed that the air flow was somewhat abnormal on the blade of the seedling knife.

Then Qin Chuan gently waved his knife and caused the ‘Wind Injury’.

“This is how to make the ‘wind wound’.”

“Do you all see clearly?”

Nie Feng closed his eyes, recalling the change in the wind of the Miao Dao.

Something was faintly perceived.

Lin Pingzhi saw Nie Feng’s action and said in his heart:

“Sure enough, he saw the track of the wind.”

Lin Pingzhi, on the other hand, felt the trajectory of the blade upwind, but he didn’t know how it was formed.

“The track on which everyone makes wind is different, and you have to choose the path that suits you best.”

If you talk to Lin Pingzhi about hot air, cold air and the like, it is estimated that it will make them even more confused.

“The qi strength of the ‘Fengshen Leg’ is already a formed wind, and how to turn the qi into the track of the wind and wrap it on the knife needs to be comprehended by yourselves.”

Qin Chuan had already vividly shown the track of the wind and also pointed out the way, and the rest was up to them.

After all, with Qin Chuan’s barren knowledge, he could only make up so much.

No more will flicker on.