Chapter 1681: Uncle Master is a Master of Time Management

Mo Haiping had never thought that martial arts could be like this! ?

It's obviously a contradiction!

The so-called contradictory style means that the moves, breathing, breath, or mental method... it is contradictory.

It lets you move forward and retreat at the same time; it lets you kill the enemy and commit suicide at the same time; it lets you live and die at the same time... This kind of kung fu does not exist at all and cannot be accomplished.

However, Ming Disha's method is simply like the creation of the world!

Opened the door to a new world for Mo Haiping!

That’s okay! ?

At that moment, Mo Haiping's warrior soul awakened!

He was no longer on guard against Ming Disha. He could even use this kind of move, and it was so powerful that it couldn't hurt himself. This... Just this idea alone, the common people in the world would never understand it in their lifetime.

At first, he thought Ming Disha was playing a trick on him.

But when he saw that Ming Disha had actually practiced this move himself, he was shocked!

I am narrow-minded. Others are sincerely teaching me real things.

Then, Ming Disha demonstrated his second move: attack from behind enemy lines!

Mo Haiping was shocked again!

The third move: Go straight to Huanglong!

Mo Haiping was completely prostrated!

Ming Disha finished his demonstration and said: "Come on, follow what I just taught you, and learn as much as you can. Try practicing."

"Okay, okay, this is really... an eye-opener. I am shocked, Senior!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's see how good your understanding is. Try practicing it."

"Well, please give me more guidance, senior."

Mo Haiping took a deep breath, understood Disha's movements and breathing patterns, suddenly opened his eyes, spread his guns apart, and his body instantly moved like a wild dance in the wind!

The final finishing move, puff——!

He lost control, and one gun slipped out of his hand and hit another gun, forming a very "coincidental" fulcrum, and he couldn't control his movement, and all of a sudden... the long gun was there, poking his own butt.

Mo Haiping let out a cry and jumped up.

Ming Disha pulled it out for him: "How did you practice? Why are you stabbing yourself?"

Mo Haiping covered his back and waved his hands: "This move is too difficult. If I don't concentrate on it for ten days or half a month, I won't be able to control it well. Senior, I'm stupid."

"Hey, try the second trick."

The second move is to attack behind enemy lines!

Mo Haiping recalled carefully, tried hard to figure it out, and then started to move.

It was the final critical moment again. One gun suddenly circled around the barrel of another gun, and the result was the same as before!

Pfft!

Mo Haiping is going to be ruined.

He said with difficulty: "Senior, these two moves are too awkward. No matter how you practice them, they will slip out of your hands or get out of control."

Ming Disha nodded: "But it's much better than the first move you practiced. In fact, you have a good understanding. Try the third move."

Mo Haiping raised his head and looked at Ming Disha: "Senior, I'm injured. And how come these two moves will end up... stabbing the same place?"

"You haven't practiced well enough! Try the third move. After you have practiced all three moves, I think you will get the hang of it."

"I... maybe we can do it another day..."

"Do I have time to play with you?!" Ming Disha said, "Hurry up!"

“Oh, yes… yes…”

Need I tell you the result of the third move?!

Straight to the heart of the matter.

Mo Haiping was in great pain.

These three moves are weird and contradictory. How did he master them?

Who could have imagined practicing like this! ?

Mo Haiping was in great pain. Ming Disha looked at the moon and said, "They should be here. I have to go make some plans. You take a rest and figure it out yourself. I'm leaving first."

"Thank you, senior."

"Don't be so polite."

……

A few minutes later, Mo Haiping limped downstairs, muttering:

"These three moves are so mysterious! Unfathomable, unfathomable...hiss...it hurts so much..."

When I reached the sixth floor, I found the door of a room was open.

"Who's coming up!?"

Mo Haiping walked over, slowly stepped into the house, and saw Lu Chengwen busying himself.

Lu Chengwen is untying the rope for Mo Meilan!

If she woke up like this, I would be in trouble even if I didn't eat the fox, so I untied her, threw away the mess in the room, and then retreated!

But what kind of buckle did Master Uncle tie? Why is it so tight and so hard to untie?! ?

Lu Chengwen was cursing as he explained the situation, completely unaware that Mo Haiping was already behind him.

"Damn! It's so tight! I was so anxious, I didn't expect it was you..."

At first, Mo Haiping could only see Lu Chengwen. He walked in slowly, bit by bit, and finally saw the girl's face.

Mo Haiping's mind exploded!

He pointed domineeringly: "Lu Chengwen! What are you doing!?"

Lu Chengwen was so scared that he just lay down on it.

Mo Meilan's eyelids also moved at the shouting. She felt oppressed, opened her eyes, saw Lu Chengwen, and then looked at herself being tied up, and suddenly screamed!

Lu Chengwen hurriedly propped himself up and turned to see Mo Haiping.

Mo Haiping was not angry, but shocked!

His world was shaken again!

You change one every day for three days, each one is more exciting than the last! ?

Lu Chengwen stood up, looked at Mo Meilan, and then looked at Mo Haiping: "I can explain."

Mo Meilan was embarrassed and ashamed: "Brother Cheng Wen, you... I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I just wanted to chat with you, why are you like this? How can I face people in the future if you are like this?"

Lu Chengwen said: "You misunderstood, it's not me who made you behave like this."

Mo Haiping pointed at Lu Chengwen and said, "Lu Chengwen, how did I offend you? You have been in our house for three days, and during these three days you...you actually set your sights on my daughter!"

Lu Chengwen panicked: "I didn't! I swear to God I didn't! It was Ming Disha, my uncle, who did it!"

"Impossible! He's been up there the whole time. He's only been gone for less than ten minutes!"

"I've only been here for less than five minutes!"

Mo Meilan had tears in her eyes: "Why don't you let me go now!?"

"Oh, oh, oh, okay, okay, right, right..."

Lu Chengwen quickly crawled over and continued to untie the rope.

Mo Haiping roared: "Let go of my daughter!"

Lu Chengwen quickly knelt on the bed and raised his hands: "I'll untie her rope!"

Mo Meilan bit her lips until they turned white, tears streaming down her face: "Get out of the way! This posture... you are such a beast!"

Lu Chengwen had a sad face: "Then what should I do?"

Mo Haiping said angrily: "Let my daughter go!"

Lu Chengwen had no choice but to turn over, lie down next to Mo Meilan, and untie the rope for her.