War God Asura

"Um, that's great. Are there any offensive combat skills? Senior Sister Liu Bing introduced me to some books." After hearing Liu Bing's words, Xing Jue couldn't help being overjoyed. He was thinking about how to spread the crowd Combat Skill Pavilion, found the Promise Palm.

Looking at Liu Bing's appearance, he seemed to be extremely familiar with this combat skill pavilion. In this way, it would be much easier to find the Promise Handling Technique.

And Liu Bing, who has always been enthusiastic, naturally did not refuse Xing Jue's request. She began to wander around this combat skill pavilion enthusiastically, constantly recommending Xing Jue combat skills that she felt was good.

However, when the two people moved from the first floor to the second floor, and from the second floor to the third floor, until they reached the fifth floor of the top floor of the War Skills Pavilion, Xing Jue still didn't see the Promise Hand.

What surprised Xing Jue the most was that the Promise Controlling Technique was not to say, the highest-ranking combat skill in this Promise Academy was actually a king-level advanced combat skill.

You know, there is a huge gap between the king-rank combat skills and the royal-rank combat skills. Although there is only one word apart, the power is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Senior Sister Liu Bing, I heard that the Promise Academy has a combat technique called Promise Handling. It is very powerful. Why didn't I see it?" Xing Jue finally asked straight into the subject after searching for no results.

"Wuji palm?"

"I've never heard of this combat technique. What level is it? Is it a king-level intermediate combat technique?" However, what made Xingjue helpless was that Liu Bing had never heard of the Wuji control technique. Technique.

Moreover, when Liu Bing saw that Xing Jue seemed to be very interested in the Wuji palm technique, he actually contacted Yao Di with a letter of communication and asked her about this combat technique, but he never heard of it.

At this time, Xing Jue was dumbfounded. It was supposed to be the treasure of the Wuji Academy's Wuji Handling Technique. As the top disciple of the Wuji Academy, nobody knew it. This was not a good omen.

After this, Xing Jue began to frantically search in the Combat Skill Pavilion, until the sky was dark, and when he was alone in the Combat Skill Pavilion, Xing Jue was still looking for traces of the Promise Control.

Because Xing Jue felt that it was very likely that he couldn't practice because of the Wuji palm technique, and was thrown into the corner of the War Skills Pavilion by the Wuji Academy as a rubbish combat technique after the years passed.

It may also have been renamed. After all, even the combat skills that ordinary people can't practice like Rouquan are still there. Promise palm skills cannot be lost. At most, they are treated as ordinary combat skills and left here.

"Hey! It's getting dark, if you are looking for combat skills, come back tomorrow, I'm going to close the door!"

Just as Xing Jue was sweating profusely and was still worrying about the Wuji's hand, an old voice suddenly rang in Xing Jue's ears.

Looking sideways, I saw a skinny, short stature, wrinkled old man standing behind him. The old man's body was too weak. Looking at it like this, he should have lived to the limit of years.

Moreover, the old man was not wearing the Taoist robe of the elder's house, but a disciple's Taoist robe, but there was a special medal hung on his chest. The guardian, this old man, was actually a doorman.