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Chapter 144 Alien Beasts
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Wu Wen holds the ax handle in his hand.

He kicked the axe head with his foot, and the whole axe stood up in his hand in an instant.

Then, in the shocked gazes of Cheng Yaojin and everyone else, he performed a set of axe techniques.

The first three moves were exactly the same as the ones Cheng Yaojin had used before: chop, sweep, and swing.

Then, based on his previous observations and the deductions in his mind, Wu Wen continued to practice the following moves:
The axe's force is like the river's current turning back, catching the enemy by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared.

Waves surge against thousands of mountains! Swinging the axe is like a wave surge against thousands of mountains, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Water dripping wears away stone! The axe blade taps lightly, just like water dripping through stone. It looks weak, but it is actually tenacious.

The axe roared down like a waterfall, with a mighty sound.

The axe technique is like a winding stream, flexible and unpredictable.

The lake is calm! The axe may seem calm at first glance, but it actually hides a hidden power, ready to be unleashed.

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As Wu Wen became more and more devoted in his practice, Cheng Yaojin and others were stunned.

Because in their eyes, Wu Wen seemed to be surrounded by an invisible force.

The dust scattered around seemed to be attracted by this force and slowly gathered on the axe in his hand, being carried by it like a stream of water, changing unpredictably with his every move and every style.

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Waves crashing against the shore! The axe's power was like waves crashing against the shore, striking the invisible barrier again and again.

The axe technique is like the moon reflected in a mirror lake, real and fake, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

A series of axe strikes! The axe strikes were like a series of axe strikes, one after another, continuous and uninterrupted, with great momentum.

Streams return to the sea! The axe's momentum is like a stream returning to the sea, gathering strength, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Water drops gather together! The axe technique is like water drops gathering into a river, the power gradually increases, and finally explodes.

Water curtain and sky brilliance! The axe technique is like a water curtain and sky brilliance, brilliant and colorful, yet with a hidden edge.

"Return to the origin and transform into water!"

Practice to the last move.

Wu Wen suddenly shouted loudly.

The surrounding aura seemed to explode, rushing outwards like a flood bursting a dam, rolling up layers of air blades and spreading out in the surroundings.

Wu Wen closed his eyes and reviewed the axe techniques he had just practiced.

No one present dared to disturb him, and for a moment, the whole place was silent.

After a long time, Wu Wensong let go of the axe in his hand.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin came forward and said with emotion: "If your axe skills are not different from the ones that the old immortal taught me in my dream, I would have suspected that you were practicing the Thirty-Six Axes of the Heavenly Gang."

Wu Wen turned to look at him and asked with a smile, "How does my practice compare to his?"

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Yaojin shook his head: "Although the moves are slightly different, the power displayed by the two sets of axe techniques is almost identical in my opinion."

"The same? It seems that all corpse-reincarnating immortals are at this level." Wu Wen muttered to himself.

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's eyes turned, and he immediately came to the side, pulled his son Cheng Chumo in front of Wu Wen, kicked him in the calf, and made him kneel in front of Wu Wen.

Wu Wen was about to stop him, but Cheng Yaojin stopped him with his hand.

He said to Wu Wen with a smile on his face: "Brother Wu, I have an unwelcome request here. I hope you can agree to it."

Hearing Cheng Yaojin calling him brother, Wu Wen couldn't help but smile.

"Duke Su, please feel free to say whatever you want to say. There is no need to do this."

Cheng Yaojin smiled and said, "Although I was fortunate enough to have the old immortal teach me martial arts, I was not talented enough and only learned a few moves.

Thinking about it now, I feel full of regrets.

Today I will be shameless for once and let my son worship you as his master and learn the axe technique you just performed. I hope you will agree to it, brother."

As he spoke, Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chumo on the head and scolded him, "Why don't you kowtow!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Chumo kowtowed and paid his respects to his teacher.

Seeing this, Wu Wen laughed again: "I don't accept disciples."

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wu Wen:
"However, since Cheng Chumo is my subordinate, I can teach him a few tricks. As for whether he can learn it, it depends on him."

Cheng Yaojin smiled when he heard this, and slapped Cheng Chumo on the head again, scolding him: "Why don't you kowtow to express your gratitude?" Just as Cheng Chumo was about to kowtow again, Wu Wen grabbed him and said: "Alright, stop kowtow."

Cheng Chumo smiled innocently.

"It's time to go back. Follow me back to Dingxiang City!" Wu Wen said.

Cheng Chumo immediately ran to get the horse.

"Brother Wu, I'm leaving my son in your hands." Before leaving, Cheng Yaojin reminded again with a smile.

"Duke Su, you should just call me by my name!"

Wu Wen was really not used to being on a brotherly basis with others.

He rode on a brocade horse and left Yanmen Pass with Cheng Chumo.

Return to Dingxiang City.

Halfway.

Met a Turkic boy driving a horse.

When he saw the Jinbocong horse that Wu Wen was riding, he immediately rushed forward and stopped Wu Wen.

"Stop!"

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Wu Wen reined in his horse and stopped.

"who!"

Seeing someone dared to block the way, Cheng Chumo and a team of cavalry immediately rushed forward and drew their weapons.

Wu Wen looked at the young man in front of him, who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a hint of immaturity still on his face, clearly someone who had never experienced the world.

He stretched out his hand to signal them to leave, then stepped forward and asked, "Why are you stopping me?"

The young Turk pointed at the Jinbocong that Wu Wen was riding and said, "This is my horse. Give it back to me."

"Your horse?"

Wu Wen chuckled and said, "This is my mount, how did it become your horse?"

"This is my horse."

"You say, this is your horse, it is your horse? What evidence do you have?"

The young Turkic man pointed at the unique markings on the horse's body and said, "This is the celestial colt I raised. The wolf markings on its body are proof of this."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wen immediately noticed the key point in the Turkic boy's words: he can raise a golden-boked horse!

"You said this horse was raised by you? If you can bring out another one, then I will believe that you can train this horse." Wu Wen said to the Turkic boy.

The Turkic boy shook his head: "I only raised this one horse, and it was stolen by someone."

"Since you can't prove it, there's nothing I can do." Wu Wen said regretfully.

But he took out a piece of horseshoe gold from his arms and threw it to the Turkic boy.

The Turkic boy took the horseshoe gold, looked at the gold in his hand, and looked at Wu Wen with a puzzled look, not knowing what he meant.

"I will consider this horse as yours. I will use this piece of gold to buy your horse." Wu Wen explained.

"Are you serious?" the Turkic boy asked in surprise.

Wu Wen nodded.

The Turkic youth happily put away the horseshoe gold. Just as he was about to leave, Wu Wen called him and said, "Wait a minute."

The Turkic boy stopped and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Are you going to regret it?"

Wu Wen replied: "No, I'm asking you, what's your name?"

"Duolulili!" the Turkic boy answered.

"How did you raise this horse?" Wu Wen asked again, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

A trace of vigilance flashed in the eyes of the Turkic boy, but he did not answer directly.

Wu Wen took out another piece of horseshoe gold from his arms, and then asked seductively: "Tell me, this piece of gold is also yours."

The young Turk thought for a moment, then waved at Wu Wen, who threw the horseshoe gold to him.

After receiving the horse hoof gold, the Turkic boy replied: "A strange beast came from somewhere into my stable and made my horse pregnant, and this celestial colt was born."

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(End of this chapter)