The old driver of the infinite world

Chapter 24 The Terrible Talent
inside the room.

Wang Jue took off his shoes and slumped on the sofa, his two stinky feet in socks resting directly on the coffee table, he picked up a cup of Kung Fu tea and tasted it.

Turning to look at Qi Tengyi and Zhao Yingkong sitting on the opposite sofa, he said generously, "Would you like a drink?"

As soon as Qi Teng looked at Wang Jue's posture, the smell of feet wafting in the room slowly trickled into his nose.

Qi Tengyi decisively refused, "No, I'm not thirsty, thank you."

And Zhao Yingkong said unbearably, "Put your shoes back on."

Wang Jue smiled and said, "No."

I saw Zhao Yingkong slowly draw out the dagger, and Wang Jue put on his shoes with a tacit understanding.

Wang Jue looked at Zhao Yingkong who was still fiddling with the dagger, and his mind changed, and he instantly thought of a good excuse to divert his attention.

"It was really dangerous just now, you threw that flying knife, thank you!" Wang Jue thanked Zhao Yingkong seriously.

I saw that Zhao Yingkong didn't respond, and continued to play with the dagger.

The corner of Wang Jue's mouth twitched, and he said loudly, "But even without your assistance, it's amazing that I can get out of trouble even if I get a little injury."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Zhao Yingkong, but she took out a whetstone from nowhere, and put the dagger on it and polished it carefully.

Wang Jue was stunned for a moment, this is still the end, he has said good things and bad things, why is this person so ignorant.

Wang Jue took out his own Edman alloy short sword with the word "jue", and the lightning flashed in his hand. He made the short sword vibrate at a high speed with the help of the imperial object, and then took out an apple and peeled it again and again.

Zhao Yingkong was also attracted by Wang Jue's strange behavior at this time. Looking at this magical method, there was no reaction on the surface, but Wang Jue could see a trace of desire from the depths of her eyes.

Wang Jue slashed a few times, and found that the apple had been electrocuted by himself, and threw the apple into the trash can in embarrassment.

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Yingkong with a stern face, "Don't look at it, you won't learn it if you look again."

Zhao Yingkong got up and wanted to go back to the room.

Wang Jue directly blocked her in front of her with a faster speed than her.

"Alright, alright, why are you so nonchalant? The biggest reason why you chose to join me today is for this!" After Wang Jue finished speaking, his body glowed with golden light, and lightning surged in his hands.

Zhao Yingkong stared at Wang Jue closely, biting his teeth unconsciously, clenching his palms tightly.

On the other hand, Wang Jue saw all of this and sighed in his heart. Even though he had already acted like a very good assassin, he was still a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child after all.

Wang Jue said lightly: "Obviously, you are longing for power, although you don't know why, but, for the sake of saving me once today, I will teach you a few tricks."

After speaking, he walked to the balcony on his own.

Zhao Yingkong pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, as if she had suffered a great humiliation, she walked towards the balcony as if she were dying.

On the other hand, Qi Teng looked at Zhao Yingkong enviously. Needless to say, Wang Jue's power is strong, and he can still prevail in a head-to-head confrontation with Jia Ye. The opportunity to teach a small stove alone is not for everyone.

Qi Teng blasted these thoughts out of his brain, and then picked up the Shasha Talisman and studied it carefully, hoping that Wang Jue would simply forget to go back.

Wang Jue watched Zhao Yingkong approach slowly, his legs were slightly bent, and he put on a sword-drawing start.

When Zhao Yingkong saw this posture, his heart was shocked, and then he took out the dagger and placed it across his chest.

I saw a flash of white light, and Wang Jue's short sword successfully cut off Zhao Yingkong's dagger this time, and it was only a thin line to cut through her white and slender neck.

Wang Jue put away the dagger and said slowly: "This move is called the sword-drawing style, the essence of this move is that it hides the power in the sword, condenses the qi and moves, and once the sword is out, there is nothing that I can't stop within ten steps. , from the legs, from the waist, the back is like a dragon, with the strength of the whole body, cut out a sword, but remember, this move cannot be exhausted, leave a three-point leeway, you can send and receive freely."

After speaking, he demonstrated it, and then explained the main points and characteristics of this trick.

Wang Jue didn't expect that in just ten minutes, Zhao Yingkong would learn this trick well. Compared with Zheng Zha, who needed to teach in one night, this kind of talent is not less scary.

Seeing Zhao Yingkong, who had learned to draw the sword, Wang Jue took out the immortal thief's rubbing secret book from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Zhao Yingkong.

"This is a qi practice method, I have already annotated it, take it back and practice it." After speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave.

After Zhao Yingkong took over the secret book, she quickly flipped through it.

I saw her holding the secret book and called Wang Jue, a trace of embarrassed blush appeared on the pretty face, pointing to the content of the book: "What does this sentence mean?"

Wang Jue turned his head to look at Zhao Yingkong and muttered, "That's right, depending on your age, you probably haven't graduated from high school. No, I explained it, high school students should be able to understand it."

Zhao Yingkong's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth, and said coldly, "I haven't been to school."

Wang Jue slapped his forehead, with black lines all over his head, "Then were you not reading with a book before? Isn't it very literary?"

Zhao Yingkong silently picked up the book and placed it in front of Wang Jue.

Wang Jue looked at the name of the book, and his pupils instantly enlarged.

"Andersen's Fairy Tales"...

Wang Jue sighed, his expression changed from regret to hesitation, and finally said helplessly: "Sit down with your legs crossed, and I will help you motivate Xiantian Qi to move around your body."

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Generally speaking, helping others to inspire innate energy is a very consuming thing, and it might even damage the fundamentals. Strong cultivation base, come hard.

When Wang Jue touched Zhao Yingkong's body with both hands, she subconsciously shrank forward, and then forced herself to stay still.

Wang Jue slowly put his Qi into Zhao Yingkong's body, and Zhen Qi wandered all over the body, and finally reached the position of Dantian.

At this time, Zhao Yingkong felt that his whole body was cool, except for the dantian in his lower abdomen, which was slightly hot, as if something was about to burst out of the shell.

Wang Jue looked at Zhao Yingkong in surprise, and thought to himself, "How easy it is to trigger her innate energy! Well, since that's the case, I'll work harder and help her walk a big week directly."

Zhao Yingkong felt that something exploded in his dantian. It was not as hot as he imagined, but a coolness that radiated directly from his dantian. After obtaining the gene lock, he silently wrote down the route of Zhen Qi's operation.

Wang Jue silently resigned, looking at Zhao Yingkong at this time, like a monk who has been practicing for many years, skilled in transporting Qi to the sky.

After Zhao Yingkong received her power, Wang Jue looked at her and said slowly: "I should have thought of it long ago, although I didn't use all my strength with the sword-drawing sword, it is not something that an ordinary assassin can resist, and you, To be able to slash on the blade with a dagger and deflect my attack."

After Wang Jue finished speaking, he paused and continued: "Tell me, what level has the gene lock been unlocked?"

When Zhao Yingkong heard the words "gene lock", she immediately stood up and looked at Wang Jue with a wary expression.

"Don't look at it, maybe the gene lock is spread from the main god space!" Wang Jue said in a flat tone.

Zhao Yingkong thought about it, relaxed, and said slowly: "First order."

Wang Jue had such an expression as expected, and said: "Not bad, at least it proves that the genetic lock and the real Qi can coexist, okay, you should practice the Qi first, consolidate your cultivation, I will go first. already."

After speaking, he turned and left the balcony, thinking to himself, "I didn't expect Zhao Yingkong's talent to be so high that the first-order genetic lock was opened without entering the main god space."

As Wang Jue walked to the living room, he called Zheng Zha and the others with his earphones.

"Hey, Zheng Zha, where are you now?"

"We're almost at the hotel."

"That's right, you go to the supermarket next to you to buy more cooked food, buy more steaks, pork chops, chicken chops, sushi, hamburgers, fried chicken, etc. You must buy more, don't worry about money, I'm hungry."

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(End of this chapter)