Chapter 1250 Unique Stunt · Needle Clipping in Water

No matter what kind of weapon the cultivator uses, or the bare hands, the attack must be done with the hands.

The speed of the hand is the speed of the attack.

When fighting, all moves can be preemptive, and if you make moves before your opponent makes a move, your combat effectiveness will be greatly improved.

It's a pity that the five of them haven't had enough time to learn Yue Rong's unique skills, and Yue Rong has gone crazy because of his practice.

Then Yue Ning's health was not good. In order to cure Yue Ning's body, the five had to go to the lower planes.

The spiritual energy of the lower planes is thin, and they have practiced for many years, not to mention the mastery of Yue Rong's acupuncture in water, they have not even completed the entry.

Alas, the master's unique skills are so exquisite that they can't learn it, and they can't inherit the mantle of the master.

For a time, the six senior brothers fell into the mood of self-blame.

"Brothers, don't be discouraged, let's have a test later to see who can master the speed of pinching needles in water faster."

Seeing this situation, Mo Ranchen issued a challenge invitation to the six senior brothers.

"Okay, Seventh Junior Brother, we will be on the same starting line when Master will teach you this unique skill."

"Seventh Junior Brother, although your cultivator's talent is higher than ours and your strength is stronger than ours, your brothers will never fall behind."

When several senior brothers heard Mo Ranchen's words, their decadence was swept away, and they instantly became high-spirited.

Mo Ranchen said with a smile: "Okay, then, let's all do our best."

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Jun Mohuang followed Yue Rong to a large waterfall on the second peak.

The drop of this waterfall is as high as 100 zhang, and countless water currents are vented down, making a loud rumbling sound, like a roaring beast.

People standing under this waterfall can only hear the deafening sound of the waterfall, and nothing else can be heard.

To communicate here, you can only use secret speech transmission.

"Little disciple, this time Shizun is going to teach you Shizun's life-long unique skill - pinching needles in water."

Yue Rong walked to the edge of the roaring waterfall with excitement on his face.

Pinching needles in the water... um, this name, how does it feel soiled.

Jun Mohuang also thought that the master would choose a good name for his unique skills.

"Little girl, concentrate all your mental power, look good."

Yue Rong didn't know that Jun Mohuang was complaining about his unique name, the blue sleeves were raised, and twelve silver needles were thrown into the sky by him.

The silver needle rose in a straight line, flashed twelve silver lights in the air, and then fell into the water flow of the waterfall one thousand meters high above, rushing down along the water flow.

These silver needles were rushed to Yue Rong by the current in less than two seconds.

Yue Rong was attentive, shot very quickly, and plunged into the waterfall with one hand.

Jun Mohuang didn't even see exactly when he made his hand. In an instant, when Yue Rong's hand was retracted from the waterfall, a row of shiny silver needles was sandwiched between the index and middle fingers.

No more, no less, exactly twelve.

Twelve silver needles, stained with water droplets, gleamed in the sun.

"What a fast speed, what a subtle technique!"

Jun Mohuang couldn't help applauding.

Even if she thinks that her hand speed is not slow and her head is accurate, in this case, it is impossible to clip all twelve silver needles.

"Little disciple, what is this called fast, what is exquisite."

Yue Rong smiled faintly, took out a handful of silver needles again, and tossed them upwards. This time, the number of silver needles increased tenfold from twelve to one hundred and twenty.

Not only has the number increased, but the location of the waterfall thrown this time has also changed from the edge of the first time to the center.