"Grandpa, I know I was wrong, so be careful."
Baili Qingfeng apologized carefully.
"Come on, your grandfather and I were nicknamed Ben Lei Sword back then. He died after me... General Melbourne and I had eight, if not ten, war-level masters under our swords. Just take action."
Baili Changkong said with a smile.
He put his hands behind his back, straightened his spine, and looked at Baili Qingfeng with such a master's demeanor that people couldn't help but admire him.
And Baili Qingfeng...
Recalling that I actually felt that my second grandfather liked to brag and was not worthy of his reputation, I felt guilty and at the same time my confidence in him became stronger.
"Then...I'm coming!"
"Come on, punch!"
Baili Changkong takes his time.
"careful."
Baili Qingfeng's expression straightened, and the next moment he suddenly moved forward, taking a false step, his blood boiled, his spine vibrated, and his strength was condensed. His whole body seemed to be straightened into a divine sword, and the fist in his hand was the edge of the divine sword.
A punch was thrown out, like a divine sword being unsheathed, the cold light piercing the void.
He is not an insignificant person. The second grandfather's health is so bad that he will be hospitalized even when he is overjoyed or sad. He can dodge up to his waist with both hands, so the strength of his punch is less than 50%.
But even so, when this punch is thrust out, the sharp edge that comes out is still daunting.
"Good grandson!"
Baili Changkong, who had his hands behind his back a second ago, suddenly retreated with his right foot, his body sank, and a sharp light shot out of his eyes. Faced with Baili Qingfeng's punch, he moved his hands together. He came out, crossed his arms, and instantly blocked the force of his punch, and then pulled him back violently as his body retreated. The inertia of the force caused Baili Qingfeng to lean forward, losing his balance.
Due to the sudden change, Baili Qingfeng almost couldn't help but use the Demon Disintegration Technique.
He has not practiced much boxing or close combat skills, and his experience is not even comparable to that of veteran warriors like Eddie, not to mention the seventy-year-old Second Grandpa Baili Changkong
His fighting method has always been simple and direct - one force can defeat ten enemies, but now that 50% of his strength is not enough...
That’s 80%!
"Buzz!"
The bones on Baili Qingfeng's body crackled softly, and all the bones and joints surged layer by layer. The strength of each inch was continuously condensed and superimposed in these subtle movements, and finally formed a brand new strength that vibrated from the arm.
For a moment, Baili Changkong, who was holding Baili Qingfeng's arm, felt as if what he was holding was not an arm, but a giant python, a powerful dragon.
"Snapped!"
As the force spread, the skin on his wrist rippled and spread in all directions like water waves, and there was a roar in the void, as if there was a muffled thunder explosion, forcing his locked arm to loosen involuntarily.
After breaking through the blockade, Baili Qingfeng's punching arm was like a dragon rising to the sky. He suddenly struggled out and landed straight on Baili Changkong's chest.
"This strength..."
Baili Changkong's expression changed, and the next moment he exhaled sharply. When he exhaled, his chest seemed to be sunken, causing Baili Qingfeng's fist that was about to hit his body to fall into the air. Not only that , after using this method to avoid Baili Qingfeng's punch, he took another sharp breath, and his sunken chest swelled again, as if there was a force that bounced off Baili Qingfeng's punch as the chest swelled. The force caused Baili Qingfeng to take three steps back involuntarily.
"call!"
Baili Changkong exhaled a long breath, then looked at Baili Qingfeng, Feng Qingyun said calmly: "Yes, your strength is not inferior to that of a third-level warrior, but when a warrior reaches the third level, Leveling up is no longer about simply tempering one's strength, but one must pay attention to the cultivation of the soul, that is, cultivating the spirit. If you don't cultivate the spirit, you will never be able to get a glimpse of the realm of the master who unites the three elements."
Baili Qingfeng saw Baili Changkong take a punch with 80% of his strength calmly, and secretly admired him in his heart. It seemed that his second grandfather was indeed a master who had hidden his secrets. He had been wrongly blamed these days. Second grandfather.
With this guilt, he bowed carefully: "Thank you, Grandpa Second, for your teaching."
"Go talk to your peers."
Baili Changkong said something, turned around, put his hands behind his back, and seemed to be admiring the calligraphy and paintings on the wall. He looked like a master, and Baili Qingfeng was fascinated by it.
In terms of temperament…
As a young man, he was far from being able to compete with Baili Changkong, a boy with white hair and a handsome face.
He nodded immediately and left the room.
Baili Tianxing looked at Baili Qingfeng's leaving figure and said sincerely: "Qingfeng is really amazing. His body has become so strong in half a year? What if we can have a few more actual battles to increase the number of battles?" With experience, I can probably catch up with my strength a year ago..."
"Close... close the door..."
Before Baili Tian finished speaking, Baili Changkong's somewhat difficult voice came in.
Baili Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then quickly went to close the door.
The moment the door closed, Baili Changkong no longer cared about maintaining his master's demeanor, and sat down, leaning on the Grand Master's chair, constantly pushing away his energy and blood, and his face became a little pale.
Seeing this scene, Baili Tianxing seemed to realize something and was a little shocked: "Dad, did that kid Qingfeng hurt you? He can actually hurt you!? This is impossible, right? He has only been practicing martial arts for half a year."
"What happened in the past six months? The strength contained in Qingfeng's body is very strong, stronger than you."
Baili Changkong said with a hint of envy in his eyes: "Young is good."
Baili Tianxing hurriedly stepped forward to assist Baili Changkong in straightening out his Qi and blood.
"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. This kid Qingfeng is amazing. After practicing to this level in half a year, he will probably become a true third-level warrior within two years. Within ten years, he is expected to combine the three elements into one and become a grandmaster."
"Two years to become a third-level warrior, ten years to become a war-level warrior!?"
Baili Tianxing took a breath of cold air and said after a while: "He is indeed not weak in body tempering, but there are some talented people in the world who can rival third-level warriors once they develop their strength. However, third-level warriors The real power lies in cultivating the spirit. After cultivating the spirit, one can accurately control one's own power and command like an arm. Even in the face of firearms, you can warn yourself and avoid them in advance. As for the war level... "
"Are you not ashamed to look at a genius like Qingfeng's grandson with your own eyes? Look at yourself. It took you more than twenty years of training to barely reach the level of a third-level warrior. As for Qingfeng, he has almost caught up with him in half a year. is you."
Baili Changkong said, snorting heavily to express his dissatisfaction.
Baili Tianxing on the side was a little speechless.
What can he do? He has been practicing martial arts very hard, but the progress is so fast, and he is also desperate.
"Could it be that our Baili family's method is somewhat deficient..."
"nonsense!"
Baili Changkong sternly scolded: "Our Baili family's method is truly a top system, but this system is mainly based on the concept of Thunder Dominance, supplemented by Thunder Breathing and the Thirty-six Movements of Thunder. If you can If you can master the concept of Thunder Lord, you will surely make rapid progress! If you can't practice Thunder Lord, is it because of your poor technique? Did Qingfeng's grandson practice our Baili family's method differently?"
"Yes Yes Yes."
"Look at how well-behaved Qingfeng's grandson is, you? He gets angry when he sees you, so get out."
Baili Changkong scolded angrily.
Baili Tianxing felt very bitter.
Who is your biological son
Baili Tianxing left the room helplessly, while Baili Changkong lay down on the chair again, looking at the ceiling of the room in trance.
After a while, he sighed again: "War level... Finally someone from the lineage of ancient thunder beasts can become a war level warrior through their own efforts... I still guard the secret of that passage, Your Majesty, General, Asuo." , Axiu, you all have the knowledge to bless Qingfeng’s journey as a master. If a holy land of martial arts can really be opened there by then, we, Xi Ya, will be ushered in a real new life. Martial arts practice no longer needs to depend on others for everything. …”