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Chapter 100 Wang Ye: Then don't you want to be an uncle?
"Hey~Boss Meng~" Lu Ziqiao had a flattering smile on his face, rubbing his hands and moving towards Meng Lang.

It's not that Lao Bu has no backbone, it's really stressful to support a family.

In these days of training, Lu Ziqiao can be said to be the worst performer among all of them.

In fact, thinking about it, there is no way to do it. After all, his Ruyijin practice has been wasted for almost 20 years, and Minghunju can only be used for self-entertainment because of the severance of the meridians.

Nearly half of his life's blank period of training made Lu Ziqiao's combat ability so poor that he even wondered why Meng Lang insisted on joining the combat team.

Meng Lang didn't care about Lu Ziqiao's thoughts. Seeing that he and Jia Zhengliang had come to him, he handed them a booklet and a piece of paper respectively.

"This is?" Jia Zhengliang took the printing paper that Meng Lang handed over, and found that there was a formula on it that could reversely affect the enemy's Foot Que Yin Liver Meridian. He couldn't help asking, "Leader, I remember the Foot Que Yin After the liver meridian is blocked, it will make people fall into anger, right?"

When Meng heard the honest boy's question, he nodded with a smile and praised, "That's right, you're quite knowledgeable!"

At this time, Lu Ziqiao also hastily flipped through the booklet in his hand. He found that the book in his hand seemed to be the complete version of the method in Jia Zhengliang's hand. After a little hesitation, he put away the booklet in his hand without saying a word.

Meng Lang noticed his little tricks and secretly praised Lv Lao Bu for being so sophisticated.

But just because of this, he was even more about to speak out: "Old Bu, Xiao Liang and you are holding this method that I snatched from Quan Xing. Its original name is "Twelve Labors and Emotions Formation."

"The Twelve Labor Formation was originally the box-pressing stunt of Lei Yanpao Gao Ning, a four-maniac four-maniac. It can affect the Twelve Classics of people in the formation."

"Almost everyone who practices Qi knows the Twelve Classics, and also knows that each of the Twelve Classics corresponds to positive and negative emotions."

"The Twelve Labor Formation allows the caster to destroy the opponent's meridians by repeatedly switching positive and negative emotions like bending a wire back and forth."

"The iron wire that is repeatedly broken will eventually break. Similarly, the meridians that have been repeatedly hit will eventually collapse, sinking into a certain emotion and unable to extricate themselves, and the organs corresponding to that meridian will also be severely damaged."

"So powerful?" Jia Zhengliang's eyes lit up when he heard it, but then he asked suspiciously, "But boss, why did you give old Buge the whole book, but only give me one page?"

Seeing Jia Zhengliang being so upright, Meng Lang couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "The reason is very simple, you can't learn it."

"Oh, so that's the case." The teacher and the child immediately believed Meng's statement, and didn't say much. He even stepped back half a step to give Lu Ziqiao a place for him to ask questions.

Jia Zhengliang's innocence and straightforwardness made Lu Ziqiao, an uncle full of adult thoughts, a little ashamed, so he stepped forward with a slightly embarrassed face and asked:

"Boss, isn't this too good? You see, I took such a thick book, and Brother Jia only has one page. If someone sees it, I'm afraid it will be misunderstood~"

"What's the misunderstanding? What I gave Jia Zhengliang is what I think is best for him."

"What he is holding in his hand is the Zuque Yingan Sutra from the "Twelve Labors and Emotions". After practice, it can arouse the enemy's anger and make the opponent lose his mind."

"And the Flying Sword in his hand is so easy to fight against irrational enemies, do I need to say?"

"Besides, I just said that he can't learn it now, and I didn't say that he won't learn it in the future~ Didn't I already give you the entire "Twelve Labors and Love Forms"? My original intention was to let you teach him. "

"Ah?" Hearing this, Lu Ziqiao couldn't help being startled, "I'll teach you?"

"Of course you are here to teach." Someone Meng said as a matter of course, "I have read the book Twelve Labors and Emotions. It may be difficult for others to learn, but according to my estimation, you should be able to get started quickly."

As he said that, Meng Lang looked at Lu Ziqiao with a smile, and asked playfully, "Did you ever doubt why I let you join the combat team?"

Seeing Lu Ziqiao nodding, the smile on Meng's face grew stronger:

"That's right! You, who have been abandoned for 20 years, are already hopeless waste materials in combat, but waste materials are often treasures that have been misplaced."

"You can't fight head-on, and you don't have enough energy to assist your teammates to use my spells."

"But I accidentally discovered something that maybe even you didn't notice - your control over Qi is really amazing."

"Ruyi Jin is originally a skill that needs to rely on the fine control of Qi to learn, and Lu Jiaming's soul art is even more so.

"I guess it's because over the years you have often relied on the sliver of inner qi overflowing from your dantian to initiate the use of Ming Soul Art, so you have unknowingly trained the ability to control qi to the point where you can say what you want."

"So, if you can't beat the front, then change your career to play dirty, and if you can't help your teammates, then find a way to interfere with the enemy."

"In the future, when our health brigade goes out to fight, you don't need to do anything, just set up a [-]-work team and get the opposite mentality~"

Listening to Meng Lang's explanation, Lu Ziqiao's eyes became brighter and brighter
Ten minutes later, Meng Lang stuffed another castrated version of "Phantom of the Heavenly Palace" into Lu Ziqiao's hands, and after telling him to try to learn it if he had nothing to do, he also sent the two of them away.

After glancing at the form in his hand for the last time, Meng's eyes lingered on a certain name for a while, and then he picked up the microphone and announced as he began to pack the things in his hand:

"Okay, tonight's annual meeting is over! Everyone except Zhuge Qing can move freely."

"Eh? What's going on?" In the corner, Wang Ye, who was chatting and laughing with Zhuge Qing, was a little surprised when he heard Meng Lang's announcement, "What is our boss singing?"

As he said that, he turned his head to look at Zhuge Qing: "Are you sure you two are buddies? Don't hold back when this guy asked me to cut you last time. This time, I sent a round of things but missed you. Are you sure you didn't offend him?"

Zhuge Qing was very disapproving of the so-called exercises.

At present, he is still in the state of autism after being hanged and beaten by Wang Ye. Except for Fenghou Qimen, which was ordered by his father not to learn, other exercises do not arouse his interest too much.

But Wang Ye's other question made Zhuge Qing very interested.

He picked up the teacup in his hand and took a sip gracefully, then looked at Wang Ye sideways for a while, then moved his head over and said in a low voice:

"I'll let you in on a secret. According to my observations and inquiries over the past two days, I found that my sister would sneak into Lao Meng's room almost every night, and stay there for hours!"

"Ah!? Is it true?"

"Exactly!"

"Aren't you going to be an uncle soon?"

"I'll treat you to some sweets then."

Just when the two got together and chatted more and more happily, they suddenly heard a cold question coming from their ears:

"What are you two talking about so happily? Can someone from Meng join?"

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