**Chapter 47: Xiao Wu's Eight-Section Throw Collection - Follow This Hall Master to Block People (2600 words)**
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In Jiang Nannan's room, by the time the soup and food were ready, it was already night.
"It smells so good, Sister Nannan! Your cooking skills are as good as Yuhao's!"
Dugu Luo carried the sumptuous dishes to the round table in the living room and put them down. She couldn't help but exclaim at the strong fragrance in the air.
"They're all home-cooked meals."
Jiang Nannan held the soup and smiled. "Since my mother got sick, I started learning to cook. It's been seven or eight years."
Dugu Luo turned her head to look at Huo Yuhao and found that he was fiddling with a strange ball of light, as if it were a thread condensed by mental power, weaving it.
"Huh? Yuhao, can you make some scenes of soul masters fighting?"
Dugu Luo felt very curious. "If you can, we can watch them while we eat later."
Huo Yuhao also thought so. While eating leisurely at home, watching some scenes is a necessary operation to accompany the meal.
Although he weaved it himself and knew the plot, he mainly paid attention to the atmosphere of eating.
"Sister Dugu, how about I weave one or two scenes of your ancestor Dugu Bo's battle? What do you think?"
Huo Yuhao relied on his memory of reading Tang Family Continent comics and animations in his previous life, plus a little imagination; it was not difficult for him to weave these scenes.
"The Jade Phosphor Serpent King..."
Dugu Luo thought about the scene of poisoning the entire town and suddenly shuddered, shaking her head quickly. "This is a bit too cruel; it's not suitable for watching while eating."
"Why don't you weave some battle scenes related to Sister Nannan's martial soul?"
She had noticed the rabbit ear hair accessories worn by Jiang Nannan before, guessing that the other party might have a rabbit-like martial soul or something similar.
Jiang Nannan noticed Dugu Luo's gaze and smiled slightly, saying, "My martial soul is a soft-bone rabbit."
Dugu Luo recalled the story of Tang San and Dugu Bo becoming close friends despite their age difference and asked tentatively, "Is it the same martial soul as Tang San's wife ten thousand years ago?"
"Not exactly."
Jiang Nannan touched the hair accessories on her head and thought for a moment.
"When I first entered Shrek Academy, I saw the statues of the original Shrek Seven Devils when I entered the school gate, and the teachers also introduced them in the first few classes."
"Tang San's wife, Xiao Wu, is a 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit who has also experienced death and rebirth. In the end, she even obtained the inheritance of the gods."
Jiang Nannan herself has a soft-bone rabbit martial soul. Although she is proud of it sometimes, she still feels it is incredible.
Dugu Luo nodded. "I know this too. It's recorded in my ancestral storybook."
She knew it very well. The original Shrek Seven Devils could all follow Tang San to become gods, and their ancestor Dugu Bo's various immortal herbs played an indispensable role.
If she and Yuhao successfully entered the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in the future and took some immortal herbs properly, is it possible...
'Oh, what am I thinking about?'
Dugu Luo shook her head violently, throwing away her unrealistic fantasies. Now, the problem of toxins in her body has not been completely solved.
Jiang Nannan looked at Huo Yuhao, smiled, and said, "Yuhao, why don't you make some battle scenes of the Soft-Bone Rabbit Martial soul? I will see if I can learn something."
"Okay."
Huo Yuhao thought about it for a while, and it was uncomfortable to have Tang Buddha appear in the scene during dinner, so he made a personal collection of Xiao Wu.
After dozens of minutes, a table of rich food was served, and he also finished weaving - "A Collection of Rare and Famous Scenes of Xiao Wu's Eight-Section Throw."
Immediately, Huo Yuhao simulated a large screen, and established a spiritual connection between the woven picture in the light ball and the large screen, and the picture was successfully displayed on the large screen.
"It's time to eat."
Jiang Nannan called everyone to eat and handed a relatively light bowl of soup to her mother. "Mom, you eat this bowl."
The chairs were moved, and Dugu Luo, Jiang Nannan, and Huo Yuhao sat on one side of the round table, eating while watching the screen.
Huo Yuhao wove the pictures on it based on the Dou Yi anime he watched in his previous life. Although the Love Continent was criticized by everyone, the character modeling was still good and was loved by 3D viewers.
Huo Yuhao slightly altered the appearance of the characters based on the real appearance of Douluo after crossing over, making it more realistic. The moonlight poured in from the window, and the atmosphere was homely and warm.
At the beginning of the scene, Jiang Nannan and Dugu Luo are attracted.
"Is this Xiao Wu's unique skill, the Eight-Section Throw?"
Jiang Nannan did not know this move, but she was particularly interested in it and wanted to see some clues.
"It looks so powerful; she can kick anything."
Dugu Luo was impressed by the power of the Eight-Section Throw. Some beast soul masters who were stronger than Xiao Wu were also thrown by her.
Huo Yuhao asked, "Sister Nannan, how do you feel?"
"Yeah! This fight is amazing! This soul skill!"
Jiang Nannan was a little fascinated by it, chewed the rice in her mouth, swallowed, and continued her previous words: "This soul skill is also amazing!"
Huo Yuhao: "..."
"I thought you, Sister Nannan, would be touched and rely on your good comprehension ability to understand the key points of the Eight-Section Throw and its force-generating techniques and then analyze the overall principle of the Eight-Section Throw."
"Yuhao, sister, is understanding her postures," Jiang Nannan said seriously.
Dugu Luo wiped her mouth with a tissue, covered her mouth, and chuckled: "This set of Eight-Section Throw has seven or eight afterimages; there are indeed many difficult postures."
Huo Yuhao nodded. "After all, Xiao Wu is a 100,000-year-old soft-bone rabbit. She has practiced for a long time, so the Eight-Section Throw naturally looks very capable."
After watching the wonderful collection of Xiao Wu's Eight-Section Throws, the meal for several people was just finished; both the soup and several meat dishes were all eaten up.
Jiang Nannan was happy because of Huo Yuhao's return, and Dugu Luo was satisfied due to the warm atmosphere of eating with friends.
The two leaned back in their chairs quite comfortably, with their legs hanging in the air at the same height as the chairs, stretching forward comfortably.
"Eight-section throws require a lot of strength and flexibility from the waist."
As she spoke, Dugu Luo's green eyes moved between the frozen picture on the screen and Jiang Nannan, and she couldn't help comparing Xiao Wu and Jiang Nannan's figures.
"Sister Nannan, your figure seems to be a few points taller than Xiao Wu."
Dugu Luo looked under the table. "Yuhao, look at Sister Nannan's legs. Don't they look very long?"
Huo Yuhao subconsciously glanced at Jiang Nannan's snow-white, flawless, slender legs. Her thighs were tight and fleshy, and her calves were slender and straight; she was indeed more advantageous in terms of leg length.
However, the Eight-Section Throw mainly depends on the skills, and the basic skills of the waist and legs must be solid enough.
When Jiang Nannan saw Huo Yuhao looking at her, she lady likely swayed her legs slightly in the air, then slowly pulled her legs back and sat up straighter.
She smiled and said slowly, "Actually, this has little to do with leg length. Yuhao's calves are short at his age, but it still doesn't affect his ability."
Dugu Luo nodded and agreed with her, "Indeed, Yuhao is the most capable person of his age that I have ever seen."
Huo Yuhao pursed his lips. Is this a compliment? Why does it sound a bit uncomfortable?
"Sister Nannan, do you want to watch Xiao Wu's fighting scenes again? Maybe you can learn something."
He thought about it, and a ball of light appeared in the air in front of him.
Jiang Nannan thought about it and felt that even if one understood the Eight-Section Throw thoroughly, it still required day-to-day practice.
"Let's not watch it; let's watch it tomorrow when we eat. No matter what moves, it's not easy to master them all at once."
"Okay, let's watch it tomorrow."
Then several people cleaned up the dishes together. Huo Yuhao took the initiative to take on the job of washing dishes because he was good at washing pots and dishes with his control of cold air.
After Jiang Nannan helped her mother back to the room, she came out and sat on the sofa in the living room.
Looking at Huo Yuhao's small body, which was not very tall, standing by the sink, she watched him use his soul power to pull the plate into his hand with one hand. After a cloud of ice mist covered it, the plate instantly became as clean as before.
Jiang Nannan's eyes were somehow focused on the place she shouldn't be looking. She watched Huo Yuhao bend over and wave his hands to wash the dishes. His thin and weak body made his butt twist around, making her want to bully him like a little puppy-like brother.
Dugu Luo blinked. "Sister Nannan, your focus has become strange."
Jiang Nannan didn't blush or feel any heartbeat and quietly retracted her gaze.
"Nothing, I just think he is very well-behaved."
"Hee, I understand—maybe it's the same feeling as when Yuhao looked at your legs."
Dugu Luo smiled playfully. For the first time in many years, she experienced this peaceful and warm atmosphere, which made her feel a different kind of warmth in her heart.
"Sister Nannan, when will Yuhao leave?"
Jiang Nannan shook her head slowly. "I'm not sure about this either. I'll ask him tonight."
She could feel that Yuhao couldn't stay in this warm little home for a long time. Although he looked young, he had a strong sense of purpose in determining things and seemed to have many reasons to complete them.
After washing all the dishes and pots, Huo Yuhao walked out of the kitchen and smiled. "Sister Nannan, it's getting late; let's rest."
Jiang Nannan nodded slightly, and then the three of them chatted for a few words before returning to their respective bedrooms.
Huo Yuhao took a simple bath and lay on the soft and comfortable big bed. Before, he had either slept in a pit in the snow or on the floor in the tent. He hadn't slept well on a bed for a long time.
It seemed that after experiencing the Far North and the Sunset Forest, Huo Yuhao was tired, and he fell asleep soon.
It was unknown how long it had been, but a little light was scattered in the dark room.
The door was pushed open a little; Jiang Nannan tiptoed to the door and looked inside through the crack...
Seeing that Huo Yuhao was already asleep, she could hear his even breathing.
After secretly observing for a while and making sure that the other party had no signs of waking up, Jiang Nannan pushed the door open and walked in, then carefully closed the door.
Although Huo Yuhao was very relaxed in the room, he still noticed a slightly strange sound.
His eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes, with a faint golden halo flowing in them.
Huo Yuhao looked at the delicate contours of Jiang Nannan's face and blinked. "Sister Nannan, is there anything?"
Jiang Nannan gently stroked the pajamas she was wearing, sat beside his bed, and asked softly, "Yuhao, when are you going to leave?"
Huo Yuhao thought for a moment. "I'll leave in two days."
Jiang Nannan was silent for a while, moved closer to Huo Yuhao, raised her hands, and leaned a little...
"???"
Huo Yuhao was stunned, not sure what she was thinking. "Sister Nannan... what are you doing?"
Jiang Nannan smiled. "I'm afraid I won't see you for a long time when you go to school."
"Tonight is also the first night you return to the room. I haven't seen you for such a long time, so I'll hug you and pat your shoulders to express my longing."
Huo Yuhao lifted the thin blanket and hugged Jiang Nannan in a friendly way. Being held in her arms, he felt the pressure of her soft body.
The soft-touch did not stop for a long time. Huo Yuhao said vaguely, "Sister Nannan... how long do you hug me?"
Jiang Nannan did not respond but just hugged quietly. Her breath was a little warm.
...
The next day.
Sun Moon Empire, Mingdu, the entrance of Illustrious Virtue Hall.
Jing Hongchen put his hands behind his back, smiled at the black-clothed man in front of him, and patted his shoulder.
"You are here to buy soul guidance devices again. This month, the success rate of soul guidance devices in my Illustrious Virtue Hall is relatively high, and there are probably only 300 failed products."
The man showed an honest smile in front of the former principal of the college. "It's okay, Hall Master; 300 pieces are enough."
Jing Hongchen waved his hand, and a group of soul guidance devices handed the man the failed products of levels one to five that they were not satisfied with this month, and settled the bill on the spot.
It didn't take much effort for the man to complete the transaction with these soul guidance devices.
Jing Hongchen saw the other party's hesitation and asked kindly, "Is there anything else?"
"If you encounter a bottleneck problem in the level of Soul Engineering breakthrough, this hall master can send a researcher to help you."
Although the man was not for this reason, he still felt very warm upon hearing this. Any researcher pulled out of Illustrious Virtue Hall was a level seven or eight Soul Engineer.
He handed the envelope to Jing Hongchen. "Master, Teacher Xuan Ziwen wrote a letter of recommendation and asked me to give it to another teacher in the academy."
Jing Hongchen was a little surprised. "Is there another student who can be recommended by Xuan Ziwen?"
The man nodded. "Teacher Xu Sheng thinks that since he is studying in our academy, he should let the master take a look first."
"Let me take a look; I am very curious about what Xuan Ziwen wrote to recommend him personally."
Jing Hongchen opened the letter of recommendation and was stunned when he saw the content.
"I recommend this student to you. If you have any questions, please contact me. -Xuan Ziwen, a disciple of Master Kong."
Jing Hongchen said, "Ouch," interestingly, and then quickly waved his hand behind him.
"Jiayi! Jiayi! Come here and help this master analyze what this letter of recommendation means?"
Another short and fat man burst forth with a speed inconsistent with his bloated figure and came to Jing Hongchen in three or two steps.
Lin Jiayi leaned forward and looked down, taking a breath of cold air.
"Master, Xuan Ziwen is aloof and arrogant. He must have enough confidence in this student to write such a recommendation letter."
Jing Hongchen thought for a long time and slowly said, "Jiayi, postpone the research on tomorrow's topic. Let me block people."
(End of this chapter)