"Eight poles collapse!"
Between the small woods on the top of the mountain, a cold shout suddenly sounded.
An agile shadow leaped flexibly in the woods, and the dense thorns among the woods did not bring him the slightest obstacle.
In an instant, the shadow stopped abruptly in front of a thick tree measuring half a centimeter thick, his feet were wrong, his body was half slanted, and his elbows slammed back against the tree.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, sawdust splashed, spider-like cracks, spread along the elbow.
"Crunch..." The big tree that was blasted out of half of the hollow by an elbow made a crunching sound, and after a while, it finally fell to the ground feebly.
When the big tree fell, the vigorous and vigorous shadow of a monkey stepped away first, and then fell lightly on a blue boulder.
Looking at the results he had achieved, Xiao Yan’s delicate little face was full of joyful smiles. In three months, this was the first time he successfully used the eight-pole collapse, an advanced fighting technique of the mysterious order, and this The so-called Baji Beng, which is comparable to the ground-level fighting skills, indeed did not live up to Xiao Yan's expectations. Only the sixth stage of fighting energy, the destructive power it exerts, is enough to compare with the eight stages of fighting energy!
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The lower the elementary fighting spirit, the slower the upgrade speed. Since the last time he bought all the medicines, Xiao Yan has been working hard behind closed doors for three months. In the last few days of the third month, Xiao Yan was only accidentally , From the five stages of fighting qi to the sixth stage...
Three months have improved a period of fighting spirit. Although this speed seems to be much slower than the previous two months, Xiao Yan is very satisfied. In those days, he had cultivated for more than half a year before starting from five stages of fighting. Chi, reaching the sixth stage, now at this speed, it is already very terrifying.
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There was an eight-pole collapse, Xiao Yan's whole body was like a sponge that was suddenly squeezed out of water. The soreness and pain continued to erode the nerves. The blue veins on his arms were beating slightly like cramps, which was excessive exertion. Sign.
After licking his mouth, Xiao Yan turned his head slightly and looked at the elbow of his right hand, where it was already red...
"Hiss..." The corner of his mouth cracked, and Xiao Yan took a breath, grinned bitterly, and muttered, "It's no wonder that you have to go through such a harsh training for beatings. Otherwise, with this blow, it's not the tree, but my arm. , This Octopus collapse is simply harder than anyone else’s body."
Lying on the icy boulder weakly, Xiao Yan's breathing was slightly rapid and slowly calmed down, but the tingling sensation in his body made him no longer want to move a finger.
With Xiao Yan's sixth stage of fighting energy at this time, at most he could only use an eight-pole collapse, and after using it, he would be completely relieved until his physical strength recovered.
Xiao Yan raised his head, squinted his eyes, lazily looking at the clouds floating in the blue sky, as the breeze blew, a strand of black hair slapped on his forehead.
Deep in the body, I have absorbed the foundation building fluid for several months, and at this moment, it quietly penetrates from all corners of the body, repairing tired muscles and cells without a trace, so that they can be at the fastest speed. Bring strength to the owner.
"Teacher, how long will it take me to advance to the seventh stage?" Xiao Yan suddenly whispered while closing his eyes slightly.
As long as he enters the seventh stage, then he has the qualifications to enter the Douqi Pavilion to search for cultivation techniques. Although he no longer looks down on those Douqi cultivation techniques of the Xiao family, he must have this qualification because it is related to this. The face of his father.
A breeze blew, and Yao Lao's transparent figure appeared beside the boulder.
Staring at the young man with a smile in his eyes, Yao Lao first looked at the broken tree on the ground, nodded slightly, pondered slightly, and smiled: "Your cultivation speed is a bit beyond my expectations. I originally thought that even with the spirit With the help of the liquid, you also need a year to enter the seventh paragraph... Maybe it’s because you were too depressed before, but now you rebound, you are even more crazy. According to this progress, within two months, you will definitely be able to enter the first paragraph. Seven stages of fighting spirit."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan's lips raised a faint arc. He wanted to know what kind of expressions those tribesmen who had mocked him in the past three years would look like when they saw themselves showing their strength? What he said to Nalan Yanran in the hall that day, was it not talking to them
"I, Xiao Yan, was able to create miracles three years ago, and three years later, I can still do it!" His eyes flickered slightly, Xiao Yan remembered that half a year ago, among the various disdainful and mocking gazes in the hall, the teenager's somewhat lonely back figure was stubborn and stubborn. Perseverance!
"Nalan Yanran, I'm crawling towards you step by step, you can wait quietly, three years later, see you, Yun Lanzong!"
The corner of his mouth suddenly stirred up, and the boy jumped up abruptly, raised his head and roared at the endless sky.
Looking at the roaring young man, Yao Lao smiled slightly and did not stop him. People need pressure to mature. Now Xiao Yan has enough talent. What he needs is pressure of spurring! The appearance of Nalan Yanran set up the best pressure for him.
"Take her as your test stone, the road to the strong, you still have a long way to go!"
"Go, go home and practice!"
After shouting a few times, Xiao Yan's smile on Xiao Yan's face became even more happier. He jumped off the boulder and waved at Yao Lao. Lang smiled and rushed towards the foot of the mountain.