Chapter 66: Sharp
Wang Xuan was very annoyed by the other party's indifference. He pretended to be himself and yet he was so arrogant. Was he, Wang Xuan, made of clay?
The atmosphere between the two seemed to become cold and silent.

With a loud bang, Wang Xuan moved.

After three steps, the distance between the two was only one meter, and the air was filled with murderous intent. At this time, the opponent also reacted and took a defensive posture.

With a bang, Wang Xuan pressed down directly at the opponent. There was a loud bang, and the whole building made a sound, which was extremely dull.

"Wang Xuan" raised his arms to withstand the punch, and the floor under his feet exploded.

"Who are you? If you don't tell me now, you will never have another chance to speak again!" Wang Xuan threatened.

But the man remained silent. Wang Xuan glared at him, shouted, and smashed his palm down like a huge hammer, without holding back with such enormous force.

boom!
A palm landed on the fake Wang Xuan's head, and the opponent had no time to react at all. However, Wang Xuan's fighting power now is much better than before. He is so strong that he can throw an elephant with just a raise of his hand, which is extremely terrifying.

With a bang, the expected killing did not happen, but a scene unexpected to Wang Xuan occurred.

The fake Wang Xuan in front of him, unable to withstand his enormous power, exploded directly, turned into spiritual energy and dissipated, and his figure disappeared.

He was stunned by this scene.

What the hell is this? Wasn't that a living person?

Wang Xuan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the other party's aura was so strange. He had already made preparations to destroy the body, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

However, where did this energy body come from? It actually imitated my appearance, which was really strange.

There was a rustling sound of flushing coming from the bathroom, and Su Xiaowei just heard someone talking, and knew that it was Uncle Wang Xuan who came back.

When she thought of her yellow-turbaned warrior statue still outside, she hurriedly lifted her skirt, put on her blue and white school uniform, and walked out of the bathroom.

But when she came out, she was stunned because there was only one figure in the living room.

Wang Xuan is 1.85 meters tall and extremely strong. His muscles are so muscular that his clothes cannot cover them at all.

It seems that this is the living Uncle Wang.

"Uncle Wang, you're back?!" Su Xiaowei greeted him.

Eh? Where's my Yellow Turban Warrior?
Su Xiaowei was puzzled, wondering why he disappeared.

Wang Xuan nodded: "Well, I'm back to see how your training is going."

Su Xiaowei scratched her head and walked around Wang Xuan to make sure that he was really the living Uncle Wang and not something she had created from the drawing.

She looked left and right, walked into the bedroom and the study, and even checked the balcony, but the yellow-turbaned warrior was indeed gone.

"Uncle Wang, did you see someone, um, someone who looks very similar to you?" Su Xiaowei asked.

"Very similar? How similar?" Wang Xuan pretended to ask. He had already guessed that the person who looked exactly like him was the one brought by the girl in front of him.

Su Xiaowei said nothing and pulled out a painting from her bosom. On the painting was a young man who looked very similar to Wang Xuan.

"Come out, Uncle Wang Xuan!" Su Xiaowei called.

The drawing paper spontaneously combusted without fire. With a puff, a figure walked out of the smoke. He looked exactly like Wang Xuan. Even their height and weight were almost the same, both of them were about 1.85 meters tall.

If the real Wang Xuan and the fake Wang Xuan stood together, even Wang Xuan's biological parents would not be able to tell who was real and who was fake.

Wang Xuan exclaimed, this thing is really realistic. If it is in his hand, it will be very useful. It can confuse the enemy and the opponent, and buy time for him to attack and escape.

At this moment, a mysterious energy poured in from the top of his head, and a prompt sound came from the accelerator: Alien energy has been detected and can be converted and absorbed into source power. Do you want to absorb it?

After absorbing it, he gained a little source power, just like the source power he gained every day.

It turns out that this is how the alien energy of unknown origin comes from.

"Xiao Wei, what is this? Why did I walk out of your painting?" Wang Xuan asked.

Su Xiaowei smiled happily and told Wang Xuan about her encounter with the bald man Pu Ji and how he gave her a seal with the Yellow Turban Warrior in it.

After learning the origin of the Yellow Turban Warrior, Wang Xuan suddenly realized that he had inexplicably enjoyed the benefits of Shinto.

"So that's how it is. Xiaowei, you have great luck. If you follow that old monk up the mountain to practice, there will probably be one more female Bodhi in the world." Wang Xuan said with a smile.

The gold coin with a big bald head printed on it that Su Xiaowei gave him before expelled the evil spirit from his body. It was a great favor. Just because Su Xiaowei didn't know about it didn't mean he didn't keep it in mind.

Similarly, through this incident he also guessed that the old monk's cultivation must be very high, and he might be a celestial being or even a true immortal.

"Ah?! I don't want to go up the mountain to practice, I don't want to shave my head, I don't want to eat vegetarian food and chant Buddhist scriptures every day. That's too scary." Su Xiaowei said, patting her slightly heaving chest.

Wang Xuan laughed. It turned out that this was what the little girl was afraid of. He guessed that the old monk would be very upset if he knew about it.

"You can bargain with the old monk. Just ask him, if you can become his disciple and practice, can you go to school and experience worldly things in the human world first, and then go up to the mountain with him to practice after you come of age." Wang Xuan gave Su Xiaowei advice. In fact, he thought it was a rare opportunity for the girl. If she seized it, it would be a good thing that would change her destiny.

At Meiling, old monk Pu Ji coughed twice and felt that what Wang Xuan said was very right. These were just some secular rules, meant to make monks and nuns stand upright and maintain the posture of monks.

Rules are not the fundamental thing; cultivating a Buddhist heart is the fundamental thing.

"Well done. I hope I can accept this little girl as my apprentice soon, which will then fulfill my wish." The old monk said with a smile.

After Su Xiaowei had lunch, Wang Xuan taught her how to practice in the training room. Now that he had quite some skills himself, it would be no problem for him to teach the little girl the basics.

"Your progress in the Thirty-Six Forms is already very fast, and it seems to be progressing rapidly recently. You have almost finished learning it, two or three months ahead of schedule." Wang Xuan was surprised.

"Uncle Wang taught me well!" Su Xiaowei said shyly. She felt embarrassed by Wang Xuan's praise.

Wang Xuan waved his hand. He knew his own business. His advice was only a small part of the credit. In fact, it was Su Xiaowei's bones that had changed.

It was as if he had been reborn and his marrow had been cleansed. His talent had improved a lot. If he continued like this, it would not be impossible for him to reach the blood transfusion realm before he turned twenty.

All of this was done quietly by the old monk. His supernatural powers were naturally beyond his comprehension.

When Su Xiaowei was about to go to class, she suddenly asked, "Uncle Wang, can you accompany me to the movies tonight? It's the new movie "Flowers on the Other Shore"."

"Watch a movie?" Wang Xuan thought for a moment and nodded, "I have time tonight."

It's only two hours, he can spare the time.

But he didn't know that this movie tells the love story between a warrior from the mother planet and a woman named Huang Quan from the Huangquan planet during the battle of Huangquan planet.

In a nutshell, this is a love movie. Although it is set against the backdrop of war and is filled with many scenes of battles and killings, and the combat actions are extremely cool, it still cannot escape its essence and is also one of the highlights that attracts the audience.

The romantic action film, a classic theme combining iron blood and tenderness, has warmed the hearts of men and women and attracted many men and women to the cinema.

Women watch love scenes, men watch action scenes, and this satisfies the needs of both parties. This is what the director had in mind.

After school, Su Xiaowei set out with her bodyguard and the yellow-turbaned strongman. The two of them walked side by side. Most people would give way when they saw him. But "Wang Xuan" was too tall and strong, and it was obvious at first glance that he was very powerful.

Zhao Hao was flying on his sword, heading towards Meiling. Suddenly, his spiritual sense caught sight of this scene. He immediately stopped and landed in front of "Wang Xuan".

He couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect to meet you again. It's really your fate to be cut short. You ruined the good things of Tianjian Mountain. You deserve to die ten thousand times. I will send you off right now!"

A sword light came out of his mouth, and the "Wang Xuan" in front of him exploded instantly, making Zhao Hao frown, he actually made a mistake!

He was so angry that he didn't realize it was an energy body. However, this energy body was so realistic that he thought it was a mistake.

"You're lucky!"

Zhao Hao looked at Su Xiaowei again. This energy body actually followed her. It must have an unusual relationship with that person. If he killed her, Wang Xuan would definitely be heartbroken.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for knowing Wang Xuan!" Zhao Hao's face turned cold. As the sword immortal of Tianjian Mountain, killing a few people is not a big deal as long as he is subtle!

A spiritual fire was swung out and burned towards Su Xiaowei, instantly enveloping her.

However, Su Xiaowei was surrounded by Buddha's light. A gold coin with a big bald head printed on it on her body was shining brightly, and a huge amount of Buddha's energy surged out to protect her.

Monk Puji, who was watching chess far away in Meiling, could not help cursing: "You evil creature, how could you be so cruel! Fangshan, don't stop me, I am going to act like a furious Vajra!"

The old monk stretched out his hand, and a big hand appeared in front of Zhao Hao hundreds of miles away, and slapped him in the face in an instant. The extremely powerful force broke the bones and tendons of this top-level Earth Immortal, and the whole person turned into a meteor and flew out.

After flying for tens of thousands of miles and almost flying out of the mother planet into space, Zhao Hao was caught by another big hand and pulled back.

Zhao Hao's face was bruised and all the protective treasures on his body were broken. He lay on the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth, looking extremely miserable.

Three meters away were He Laoliu and his master Fangshan, who were playing hand-to-hand combat. Neither of them even looked at him.

When Zhao Hao looked up, he saw a big bald head occupying a large area of ​​the sky. Puji was looking at him with a smile, which made him feel cold all over.

Outside the cinema, although Su Xiaowei was a little frightened, she still appeared in front of Wang Xuan intact. Wang Xuan looked at her pale face.

Asked: "What's wrong?"

Su Xiaowei said: "I met a bad guy, but he was beaten away."

"I'm glad you're okay. If you run into danger, remember to notify Uncle Wang. Uncle Wang will help you beat the bad guys."

Su Xiaowei smiled and nodded heavily.

The two of them calmed down and walked into the cinema together.

(End of this chapter)