Han Li walked out of God's Hand Valley slowly, along the path in the mountain, and habitually walked towards Chishui Peak, which was vaguely visible.
He didn't have any important things to do now. The reason why he ran to Zhang Tie's place on time every day these days was just to see Zhang Tie's grinning face when he was practicing under the waterfall.
This "Elephant Armor Skill" is really not something ordinary people can bear, it's just that the first level has to endure such a great torture, and when it comes to the last few levels, people have not been trained enough to shed at least a few layers of skin.
"I guess Zhang Tie has already regretted it a little bit now, right? The dominance of this "Elephant Armor Art" is far beyond the imagination of these little brats." Han Li walked, thinking, and casually The feet kicked the fallen leaves and branches on the ground casually.
"In a few days, the two of them will plead with Doctor Mo to let Zhang Tie practice other kung fu so as not to suffer such a crime." Thinking this way, Han Li thought that he could find a way for his friend to escape the current suffering. I feel a little excited about the way out.
Han Li looked up at the trees on both sides of the road. At this time, it was the end of autumn, and the branches of all the trees were bare. A thick layer of fallen leaves and dead branches had piled up on the path. Walking on it was limp and uncomfortable.
At this time, from a mountain peak not far away, there were a few faint sounds of weapons clashing, mixed with a few loud cheers from time to time.
Hearing these voices, Han Li looked at the mountain again, and his mood, which had improved a little earlier, turned bad again.
This is the teaching brothers of Baijian Hall, who are training the new juniors in weapon fighting.
Whenever Han Li saw other students from the same sect gathered together for real sword and gun training, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he really wanted to pick up real swords and guns and play hard. It's a pity that, for some reason, since he formally joined Dr. Mo's sect, Dr. Mo strictly forbade him to touch these things, and he was not allowed to go to other teachers to learn other martial arts, saying that it would hinder his progress in practicing the formulas.
Therefore, Han Li could only do it dryly, and occasionally in private, he could borrow a few weapons from a few friends who had made friends with him, and danced them back and forth a few times to enjoy his hands.
Really, what's so good about this set of formulas I practiced? So far, I haven't seen any use for it. The other disciples who started with him all became better and better as they practiced, and their martial arts were advancing rapidly, but they themselves stayed where they were, and could not see any changes at all.
Even Zhang Tie, who has only practiced "Elephant Armor Kung Fu" for two months, has become rougher and thicker to be beaten, and his strength is much stronger than before.
But if he hadn't been accepted by Dr. Mo, he might not have been able to pass the registered disciple test two months ago, let alone stay on the mountain and send so much money home.
If you can't learn other things, don't learn!
While complaining in his stomach, Han Li comforted himself.
Han Li turned his eyes back from a distance, his mind was still murmuring, and his spirit became more scattered. He looked at both sides of the path with blank eyes, and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Suddenly, Han Li took a deep breath, his expression became strange, and then he almost grinned behind his ears. He squatted down like a nervous reflex, pressed his right thumb tightly with both hands, and then half-lyed on the grass in pain. This sudden sharp pain immediately shocked Han Li. After being knocked down, his face turned pale, and a piercing pain came from his right thumb from time to time.
It looked as if he had accidentally kicked a very hard rock in the leaves.
Han Li bowed, hugged his ankle with both hands, and subconsciously blew on his injured toe with his mouth through the cloth shoes on his feet; The injury is very serious. Will the thumb of the foot suddenly become congested, red and swollen, which will affect my daily walking.
It took a long time for Han Li to get over the pain. He raised his neck and glanced around the pile of leaves near his feet, trying to find the culprit who caused him to suffer such a great crime.
The leaves scattered on the ground all around were of the same monotonous color - withered yellow, and I couldn't find the target I was looking for from the messy pile of leaves.
Han Li frowned, scratched the ground a few times with his hands, grabbed a relatively thick and long branch to lean on, stood on tiptoe, and stood up cautiously. Then, unwillingly, he used the branch in his hand to shove vigorously into the thick leaves around him a few times.
Huh! A fist-sized thing was picked out by a branch.
Han Li looked it over carefully. The culprit who caused his honorable injury was a round bottle-shaped object with a slender neck. The surface of the bottle was covered with mud, and it turned completely earthy gray, with no trace of its original color.
Originally, Han Li thought it was a small porcelain bottle, but when he got it in his hand, he found that the weight was wrong, it was heavy and very heavy.
Is it made of metal? No wonder this thing is not big, but it hurts so much when you hit your foot, but it is rare to see a bottle made of metal.
Han Li was now interested in this small bottle and forgot about the pain in his feet for a while.
I rubbed the soil on the neck of the bottle with my hands, and the original color of the bottle was revealed. The green color is very beautiful, and there are some exquisite dark green leaf-shaped patterns on the surface of the bottle. There is a small bottle cap tightly sealed on the top. bottle mouth.
There won't be anything in it, will it? I put the bottle to my ear with my hand, and shook the bottle gently, but I couldn't feel anything shaking inside.
Put your hand on the bottle cap and twist it hard, but it didn't move.
Han Li became even more curious, and just as he was about to make the next move, he suddenly felt severe pain from his foot.
broken! How could I forget that I still have the bad consequences of being in close contact with this thing on my feet.
With this injury, it seems that I can't go to Zhang Tie's place, so I should go back to my residence first, get some wound medicine, and then think carefully about this small bottle that I got by accident.
Thinking of this, in order to prevent others from seeing it, Han Li put the bottle in his arms, turned around and limped back.