Xiao Wu's Eight Section Throw Highlights, Come Help This Hall Master Intercept Someone

Xiao Wu's Eight Section Throw Highlights, Come Help This Hall Master Intercept Someone

In Jiang Nannan's room, night had fallen by the time the soup and dishes were ready.

"It smells so good, Nan Nan Jie! Your cooking is just as good as Yuhao's!"

Dugu Luo carried the plentiful dishes to the round table in the living room and set them down. Breathing in the rich aroma filling the air, she could not help but praise it.

"They're just ordinary home-cooked dishes."

Jiang Nannan carried over the finished soup and said with a smile, "I started learning to cook after my mother fell ill. It's been seven or eight years now."

Dugu Luo turned to look at Huo Yuhao and found him fiddling with a strange Light Orb. It seemed he was weaving it with threads condensed from Mental Power.

"Huh? Yuhao, can you make it show scenes of Soul Masters fighting?"

Dugu Luo found it incredibly novel. "If you can, we can watch it while we eat later."

Huo Yuhao had been thinking the same thing. Watching some scenes while enjoying a leisurely meal at home was essential for making a meal more enjoyable.

Even though he was weaving it himself and already knew the plot, what mattered was the atmosphere during the meal.

"Sister Dugu, how about I weave one or two battle scenes featuring your ancestor, Dugu Bo? What do you think?"

Drawing on his memories of the Tang Family Continent comics and animation from his previous life, along with a little imagination, Huo Yuhao had no trouble weaving such scenes.

"The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor..."

Dugu Luo recalled the scene of an entire town being poisoned to death and suddenly shuddered. She quickly shook her head. "That's a little too cruel. It isn't suitable for watching during a meal."

"How about you weave some battle scenes related to Nan Nan Jie's Martial Soul instead?"

She had already noticed the rabbit-ear hair accessory Jiang Nannan wore and guessed that her Martial Soul might be rabbit-type, or that she simply liked rabbits.

Noticing Dugu Luo's gaze, Jiang Nannan smiled faintly. "My Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit."

Remembering the story of how Tang San and Dugu Bo had become friends despite their age difference, Dugu Luo asked tentatively, "Is it the same Martial Soul as Tang San's wife from ten thousand years ago?"

"Not entirely."

Jiang Nannan lightly touched the accessory on her head and pondered for a moment.

"When I first enrolled at Shrek Academy, the statues of the First Generation Shrek Seven Monsters stood right at the entrance. The teachers introduced them in the first few classes too."

"That Tang San's wife, Xiao Wu, was a hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit who had taken human form. She even experienced death and rebirth, and in the end, she actually received a divine inheritance."

As someone with a Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul herself, Jiang Nannan sometimes felt proud when she thought of it, but it still seemed unbelievable.

Dugu Luo nodded repeatedly. "I know that too. It's recorded in the storybooks passed down in my family."

She knew perfectly well that the original Shrek Seven Monsters had all followed Tang San to godhood, and the Immortal Herbs of their ancestor Dugu Bo had contributed immensely.

If she and Yuhao managed to enter the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well in the future and properly consumed some Immortal Herbs, could it be possible...

Ah, what am I even thinking?

Dugu Luo abruptly shook her head, tossing aside her unrealistic fantasies. The poison within her body had not even been completely resolved yet.

Jiang Nannan looked at Huo Yuhao and smiled with pursed lips. "Yuhao, why don't you make some battle scenes with the Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul? I'll see if I can learn anything from them."

"Sure."

After giving it some thought, Huo Yuhao felt that having Tang Buddha Ancestor appear in meal-viewing footage was truly unpleasant. He would just make a Xiao Wu highlight reel instead.

Several dozen minutes later, once the plentiful dishes had all been served, he had finished weaving it as well—"Rare Iconic Scenes Collection: Xiao Wu's Eight Section Throw."

Huo Yuhao then used Simulation to create a large screen and established a mental link between the woven scenes within the Light Orb and the screen. The images successfully appeared on it.

"Time to eat, time to eat."

Jiang Nannan called everyone to the table and handed a relatively light bowl of soup to her mother. "Mom, have this bowl."

After shifting their chairs, Dugu Luo, Jiang Nannan, and Huo Yuhao sat along one side of the round table, eating as they watched the screen.

The scenes on it had all been woven by Huo Yuhao based on the Douluo Animation he had watched in his previous life. Although Love Continent had drawn plenty of criticism, its character models were fairly good and were well-liked by 3D viewers.

Based on the real appearances of the people in Douluo after his transmigration, Huo Yuhao made minor adjustments to their looks, making them more true to reality. Moonlight streamed in through the window, creating a homely, warm atmosphere.

As soon as the footage began, Jiang Nannan and Dugu Luo were drawn in.

"Is this Xiao Wu's signature technique, the Eight Section Throw?"

Jiang Nannan did not know this move and was particularly interested in it, hoping to discern something from it.

"It looks so powerful. It can kick anything."

Dugu Luo marveled at the Eight Section Throw's might. Some Beast Martial Soul Masters who were clearly stronger than Xiao Wu were still brutally thrown around by her.

Huo Yuhao asked, "Nan Nan Jie, what do you think?"

"Mhm! The fighting is incredible! This Soul Skill!"

Jiang Nannan was so absorbed that she chewed and swallowed the food in her mouth before continuing, "This Soul Skill is incredible too!"

Huo Yuhao: "..."

"I thought Nan Nan Jie would have some insight, use your impressive comprehension to grasp the key points of performing the Eight Section Throw and its techniques for exerting force, then analyze the overall principles behind it."

"Yuhao, your sister is studying all those poses." Jiang Nannan spoke with a completely serious expression, as though it were perfectly true.

Dugu Luo wiped her mouth with a napkin and covered her lips as she chuckled. "After one full set of Eight Section Throws, there are seven or eight afterimages from all that smack, smack, smack. There really are quite a few difficult poses."

Huo Yuhao nodded. "After all, Xiao Wu was a hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit who took human form. After practicing for so long, her Eight Section Throw movements naturally look incomparably crisp."

By the time the exciting Xiao Wu's Eight Section Throw compilation ended, they had also just finished their meal. The pot of soup and several meat dishes had been completely wiped clean.

Jiang Nannan was in high spirits because of Huo Yuhao's return, while Dugu Luo felt content because of the warm atmosphere of sharing a meal with friends.

The two leaned back comfortably in their chairs, their legs suspended in the air at chair-seat height as they stretched them lazily forward.

"The Eight Section Throw places high demands on the waist's strength and flexibility."

As she spoke, Dugu Luo's emerald eyes drifted between the paused image on the screen and Jiang Nannan, involuntarily comparing Xiao Wu's figure with Jiang Nannan's.

"Nan Nan Jie, you seem a little taller than Xiao Wu."

Dugu Luo looked beneath the table. "Yuhao, don't you think Nan Nan Jie's legs are really long?"

Huo Yuhao instinctively glanced at Jiang Nannan's long, flawless, snow-white legs. Her thighs were toned and full, while her calves were slender and straight. She indeed had the advantage in leg length.

Still, the Eight Section Throw depended primarily on technique, and one's waist and leg fundamentals had to be solid enough.

Seeing Huo Yuhao looking at her, Jiang Nannan demurely let her legs sway lightly in the air and cross slightly. Then she slowly drew back her outstretched legs and sat up a little straighter.

A smile appeared on her face as she said slowly, "Actually, it doesn't have much to do with leg length. Yuhao is young and has short legs, but that doesn't stop him from being so capable."

Dugu Luo nodded, agreeing with her. "That's true. Yuhao is the most capable person his age I've ever met."

Huo Yuhao pursed his lips. Was that supposed to be praise? Why did it sound a little off?

"Nan Nan Jie, want to watch more of Xiao Wu's battle scenes? Maybe you'll learn something."

With a thought, a Light Orb appeared in the air before him.

Jiang Nannan thought about it. Even if she thoroughly understood the Eight Section Throw, it would still require practice built up over time.

"Let's not. We can watch it again while we eat tomorrow. No matter what technique it is, mastering it can't be done overnight."

"Then all right. We'll watch it tomorrow."

Afterward, they cleaned up the dishes together. With his control over cold air, Huo Yuhao was quite skilled at washing pots and dishes, so he took the initiative to handle the dishwashing.

After helping her mother back to her room, Jiang Nannan came out again and sat on the sofa in the living room.

She watched Huo Yuhao's not particularly tall figure standing beside the sink. Using Soul Power with one hand, he guided the dishes to fly into his hand. After a cloud of icy mist enveloped them, they instantly became as clean as new.

For some reason, Jiang Nannan's gaze settled somewhere it should not have. As she watched Huo Yuhao bend over and wave his hands while washing dishes, his thin, slight body made his butt sway back and forth. He was the Puppy-like Little Brother who made her want to bully him.

Dugu Luo blinked. "Nan Nan Jie, your focus is getting strange."

Jiang Nannan calmly withdrew her gaze.

"It's nothing. I just think he's very well-behaved."

"Hehe, I understand. Maybe it's the same feeling Yuhao had when he looked at your legs."

Dugu Luo smiled playfully. Experiencing such a peaceful and warm atmosphere for the first time in many years brought an unfamiliar warmth to her heart.

"Nan Nan Jie, when is Yuhao leaving?"

Jiang Nannan slowly shook her head. "I'm not sure either. I'll ask him tonight."

She could clearly sense that Yuhao could not remain in this warm little home for long. Though he looked young, he was extremely purposeful whenever he had decided on something, as if there were many things he absolutely had to accomplish.

After washing every plate, pot, and bowl, Huo Yuhao walked out of the kitchen and smiled. "Nan Nan Jie, it's getting late. Let's rest."

Jiang Nannan nodded slightly. After the three chatted for a few more moments, they returned to their respective bedrooms.

Huo Yuhao took a quick bath and lay down on the soft, comfortable bed. Before this, he had either dug a hole in the snow to sleep in or slept on the ground in a tent. It had been a long time since he had gotten a proper night's sleep in a bed.

Perhaps after everything he had experienced in the Far North Land and Sunset Forest, he truly was a little tired. Huo Yuhao soon fell into a deep sleep.

Who knew how long had passed when faint light filtered into the pitch-black room.

The door was pushed open a crack. Jiang Nannan quietly came to the doorway and peered inside through the gap...

Seeing that Huo Yuhao was already asleep, she could hear his even breathing.

After observing him in secret for a while and confirming that there was no sign of him waking, Jiang Nannan pushed the door open and entered, carefully closing it behind her.

Although Huo Yuhao was very relaxed in both body and mind inside the house, he still noticed the faint abnormal sound.

His eyelids twitched as he slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden glow flowing within them.

Huo Yuhao looked at the delicate contours of Jiang Nannan's face and blinked. "Nan Nan Jie, is something wrong?"

Jiang Nannan lightly smoothed the sleepwear she was wearing, sat beside his bed, and asked softly.

"Yuhao, when are you planning to leave?"

Huo Yuhao considered it briefly. "In a couple of days."

Jiang Nannan fell silent for a while. She shifted closer to Huo Yuhao, raised both hands, and leaned forward slightly...

?

Huo Yuhao froze, unable to figure out what she was thinking. "Nan Nan Jie... what are you doing?"

Jiang Nannan smiled. "You'll probably be gone for a long time once you leave for school again."

"Tonight is also your first night back home. We haven't seen each other in so long, so let's have a hug and pat each other on the shoulder to show how much we've missed each other."

Huo Yuhao lifted the thin blanket and gave Jiang Nannan a friendly hug. She pulled him into her embrace, and he could clearly feel the pressure of her soft body.

The soft sensation did not stop for quite some time. Huo Yuhao said indistinctly, "Nan Nan Jie... how long is a hug supposed to last?"

Jiang Nannan did not answer. She simply held him quietly, her breath somewhat warm.

The next day.

Sun Moon Empire, Mingdu, outside Mingde Hall.

Jing Hongchen stood with his hands behind his back, smiling at the Black-Clothed Man before him as he patted the man's shoulder.

"Here to purchase Soul Tools again? This month, the success rate of Mingde Hall's Soul Engineers has been rather high. There are probably only around three hundred failed products."

The man wore an honest smile before his former academy headmaster. "It's fine, Hall Master. Three hundred is enough."

Jing Hongchen waved a hand, and a group of Soul Engineers brought over this month's unsatisfactory failed products from Levels 1 through 5 for the man. They settled the payment on the spot.

It did not take much effort for the man to complete his transactions with the Soul Engineers.

Seeing the hesitation on his face, Jing Hongchen asked kindly, "Is there anything else?"

"If you've encountered a bottleneck in advancing as a Soul Engineer, This Hall Master can send a researcher to help you."

That was not the man's reason, but hearing those words still warmed his heart greatly. Any researcher Mingde Hall casually sent out would be a Level 7 or Level 8 Soul Engineer.

He handed an envelope to Jing Hongchen. "Hall Master, Teacher Xuan Ziwen wrote a Recommendation Letter and asked me to give it to another teacher at the academy."

Jing Hongchen was somewhat surprised. "There is actually a student worth Xuan Ziwen writing a Recommendation Letter for?"

The man nodded. "Teacher Xu Sheng's meaning was that since the student is studying at our academy, the Hall Master should take a look first."

"Let me see it. If Xuan Ziwen personally recommended him, I'm quite curious about what he wrote."

Jing Hongchen opened the Recommendation Letter, and upon seeing its contents, he was immediately stunned.

"I recommend this student to you. Should you have any questions, feel free to contact me.—Personal disciple of Old Kong, Xuan Ziwen."

Jing Hongchen let out an amused sound, finding it interesting. He then quickly beckoned behind him.

"Jiayi, Jiayi, come help This Hall Master analyze what this Recommendation Letter means."

Another short, fat man burst forward with speed completely at odds with his bloated frame, arriving before Jing Hongchen in just a few strides.

Lin Jiayi leaned in and lowered his head for a look, then sucked in a sharp breath.

"Hall Master, Xuan Ziwen himself is arrogant and aloof. For him to write a Recommendation Letter like this, he must have absolute confidence in this student."

After pondering for a long time, Jing Hongchen slowly spoke. "Jiayi, postpone tomorrow's research project. Come with This Hall Master to intercept someone."