Mo Hua looked at the boy in front of him.

Higher than yourself.

Stronger than yourself.

The head is raised higher than yourself.

His face is more heroic than himself.

The temperament between the eyebrows and eyes is more unfair than myself:

Mo Hua nodded and greeted, "My name is Mo Hua.

Ouyang Xuan, wearing a golden Taoist robe, looked at the ink painting in a little coldly and said lightly: "Ouyang Xuan."

His attitude is not good.

It is possible that the ink painting is not tall, has poor cultivation, and has poor spiritual power, so it does not take the ink painting seriously.

It is also possible that he didn't take anyone seriously at all.

Not for ink painting alone.

When the head of Taixu saw that the two of them had greeted each other, he nodded and said:

"From now on, you will be teammates in the sword competition. You should work together to strive for a future for both the sect and yourself."

Mo Hua nodded, "Don't worry, Master."

Ouyang Xuan didn't say anything.

The head of Taixu didn't mind, so he smiled at Mo Hua and turned around and left.

After the head of the sect left, Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Ouyang Xuan again.

He was sure that he had never seen this disciple of Tai'amen before.

I have never seen it in the formation class. This person is not his "little junior brother".

"Then where did he come out?"

The ink painting is a little confused.

However, he didn't ask much. He didn't know how others' origins and privacy were from the first time he met.

But we will be teammates in the sword contest from now on.

When participating in a sword contest, it is very important to have a tacit understanding between each other.

In order to ease the atmosphere and establish a good relationship, Mo Hua began to tease Ouyang Xuan.

Say something like "The weather is good today", "Do you like to eat chicken legs?", "How did you grow so tall?" and so on.

But Ouyang Xuan looked indifferent and looked ignorant.

Ink paintings are boring, so I don’t bother to bother with him.

He asked Ouyang Xuan for the sake of his own leader and Tai'a, so he talked to Ouyang Xuan and wanted to take him to play with him.

People respect themselves one foot, and they respect others one foot.

But if others don’t respect him, he will not give others any good looks.

What's more, Mo Hua himself is also very busy.

Seeing that Ouyang Xuan was still rebellious, it was very difficult to get along with.

Mo Hua snorted coldly in his heart, threw him aside, and began to arrange his "little junior brothers" to perform drills-

There is a large mountain forest between the outer and inner mountains of Taixu Gate.

This forest is surrounded by formations that are closed to the audio-visual. The mountains inside are rugged and the terrain is intricate. This is the drill field of Taixu Gate.

The three-out site ink painting did not intend to participate in the sword contest seriously before, so I never came to this drill venue.

But now he is serious.

Moreover, he wanted to take his junior brothers to win together, so this drill must be fully utilized.

The most out of place is Ouyang Xuan.

He stood alone with a cold face and sharp eyes. He was obviously separated by only one position, but it seemed to be separated by a cliff, protruding a "unsociable" out of the cliff.

Mo Hua didn't care about his "estrangement".

There are conflicts between people.

I have only met a few times, so it is impossible to be "sociated"

Mo Hua doesn’t require Ouyang Xuan to be “integrated”, he just needs to be able to implement the sword-contest tactics according to his own purpose.

Mo Hua squatted on the ground, used branches to draw a few lines on the sand, and a few villains.

Then, it began to explain the basic tactical position, formation, pattern, variation and purpose to everyone.

Although these are very cheesy, they are very important.

The battle situation in the jealous state changes rapidly, and sometimes there is no time to command, and it depends entirely on the tacit understanding between each other.

At the critical moment, the more firm the basic tactics are, the more timely the response will be.

All high-end tactical changes are derived from the cooperation of the most basic Wang.

After Mo Hua said that, he looked at Ouyang Xuan.

Ouyang Xuan looked calm and still said nothing.

Mo Hua didn't know if he understood it, so he said, "Practice it first."

Then everyone practiced several times according to the tactical movement he planned before.

Listening to Mo is a "meat shield" that has both a little attack.

Situ Jiefu attack to relieve Zhaomo's pressure,

Linghu Xiao is the main attacker. His biting method is the most powerful, but it takes some time to pass the age, and it cannot be disturbed by others and needs to be covered by others.

Therefore, Linghu Xiao’s position is at the end.

Mo Hua stood beside him to support, observe the situation, coordinate the situation, and adapt to the situation.

And Ouyang Xuan...

Mo Hua swept through his spiritual sense several times, and he probably gained insight into his strength.

Ouyang Xuan has a very deep cultivation level, and there is biting overflow all over his body. It is obviously also biting cultivation. He has good qualifications and has a deep attainment in biting.

His talisman was worse than Xiaoxiao, who was clear in his heart, but his cultivation was deeper than Xiaoxiao.

The head of the sect is right, Ouyang Xuan is indeed a "top genius".

Although he is not the kind of genius who is perfect with "pentagrams", he is also very strong.

Therefore, Mo Hua asked him to be a "single soldier", and according to the specific circumstances, he could not only fight alone, but also assist in the support.

If he performs well, he can play a big role with all his strength.

If you do not perform well, it will not affect the general situation.

Everyone got into it for a while.

It was fine at the beginning. Ouyang Xuan had a very high understanding of tactics and had a fast understanding of the tactics. In addition, he was strong and cooperated well.

But after practicing a few times, Ouyang Xuan became impatient.

Either stand still and act as a "stone", or act as a "sighted bag", or change your direction at will according to your own wishes.

Cheng Mo also made frequent mistakes.

Motto was not good at all, so he immediately became angry and asked:

"What do you mean?"

Ouyang Xuan looked cold: "What's wrong?"

Ye Mo said angrily: "This is practicing tactical formation. If you don't stand in your own position, why are you running around?"

"What formation?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "Come back and forth, these are the stations that you can see through at a glance. What do you need to practice?"

He glanced at Ye Mo with sharp eyes, "This kind of low-level tactic has to be practiced so many times. His qualifications are really dull. I really don't know why the leader insisted on letting me be with me like you—""

His name is a bit insidious, and when he was talking, his eyes looked at the ink painting.

Zhao Mo was really angry now.

His face turned completely cold. He held two big axes and said with a rough voice: "What, do you want to fight?"

"

"Fight?" Ouyang Xuan sneered, "You deserve it too?"

Looking at Ouyang Xuan's look of beating, Mo almost raised his axe and slashed it, but he finally endured it.

Mo just looked reckless, not really naughty.
To be continued...