It Must Be the Way I Broke the Void Is Wrong - Chapter 114

Ling Feng, as the protagonist, is still very tired of receiving information very fast. Ordinary people accept so many swordsmanship in their minds at once. meeting! He quickly went through all the sword techniques and rushed to the wonderful artistic conception of the mysterious sword energy inside… In an instant, all the despair about the future immediately turned into hope.

Yes! Being targeted is a hair! What you get is the real thing!

Yes! The ancient tomb pie is afraid of hair! Knowledge is the point!

Yes! Ice sculptures are afraid of hair! If you are a grandmother, you can have so many swordsmanships to learn—

Brother! willing! meaning! what!

Ling Feng immediately saluted like a treasure, and hurriedly retired.

Yes, brother is going to study! The other brothers don’t care about clam clam clam!

This last protagonist is such an optimist who doesn’t hold grudges, attaches great importance to righteousness and is not afraid of beating…

After giving Xiao Er a compliment in his heart, Gu Bai watched Ling Feng go away with admiration until his back disappeared outside the wide hall door.

Damn, I forgot to pervert.

Well, it’s not that I forgot… Nima really hopes to forget.

Gu Bai turned his head expressionlessly, facing the…

Qi Guan Rui approached, the snake letter hissed and licked the tip of his nose.

“Brother… ride?”

“…ride.”

So, this happy night passed by like this.

Qi Guanrui: “Very pleasant…”

Gu Bai: “…what a fart!”

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The disciples on Tianxiao Mountain were keenly aware that the atmosphere had changed.

In the past, everyone was very serious and occasionally interested in each exercise, but they were generally very calm and calm. The whole mountain has become an ice hole.

Now, although it is still very serious and calm, it is still an ice cave, but in this ice cave, there are two more bright colors, so that it has been invisible for several years. The ancestors of Tianxiao Mountain can be seen often now, so that they can admire them.

—that’s awesome! It can stimulate everyone’s enthusiasm too much!

Today, I still see my ancestors!

Yes, on the top of the mountain, in front of the main hall, there are two adult men and a young boy staying there.

The current situation is that the big ones are guiding the small ones, and the small ones are working hard.

This makes one have to praise:

“Wow—Junior Brother Lingfeng is so diligent!”

“Hey—they are so harmonious!”

“Alas – I really want to be pointed by the ancestors!”

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But what?

Ling Feng was wearing tights and holding a long sword, sweat dripping from his body.

He had a tank of water on his head—yes, a tank, with two hundred-pound sandbags on his legs, and a five-hundred-pound epee in his hand.

Ling Feng: Oh, do you think that brother is very sharp now? No matter whether you have it or not, my brother has it anyway. It’s so heavy! What a fool this is…

—In fact, Ling Feng is a hard worker, but he never imagined that he had to work so hard. Of course, it’s not that he can’t bear hardships, but he is very worried! He was only thirteen years old and was pressed like this, can he really grow into a mighty and majestic man who is 1.8 meters tall and can run horses! Very worried!

But no way.

Power repression.

Ling Feng glanced at the ice sculpture and the human snake, and silently retracted his gaze.

Brother! not yet…

At this moment, Ling Feng is practicing his sword.

How to practice?

The performance is to stand firm on both feet (→this is no problem under the action of sandbags), arms should be straight (→嘤嘤), and the head should not move and look should be straight (→ bitter face) , and then he had to swing the sword down.

First, Ling Feng raised his right leg and raised his heavy sword;

Then, the right leg fell, and the epee fell;

And then… “Boom!”

The right foot is on the ground and the ground is shaking.

The arm is soft and has to be split into a straight line.

The top tank on the head can’t leak water.

Ling Feng took a deep breath.

By the way, how many swords did he chop today… is he here? Probably like… oh he has to chop a few swords today… come on? Ahaha… It’s like… 30,000… swords? It’s still short… 20,000#%# swords…

It’s a long way off…

—Speaking of which, how did you get to this point?

Ling Feng slashed with a blank expression.

Yes, thirty thousand swords.

Splitting 30,000 swords a day, it is said that this can make every sword extremely refined, and then learn countless swordsmanship, and finally can be merged into one furnace, condensing the powerful and incomparably self-created swordsmanship that is unique to you.

Earlier, Tian Xiao Patriarch told Ling Feng that.

Ling Feng believed.

He felt that the ancestor had a very reliable face! And how serious! You must be obedient! And what he said was very reasonable! People who practiced calligraphy used to be able to wash a pen and a pool of water. He practiced the basics every day, and the basics were the most important.

It sounds like this must be the right way to cultivate!

After that, when the jars…the sandbags…the epee came, Ling Feng was numb.

He felt that maybe he was on a pirate ship.

Although he still thinks Tianxiao Patriarch is a very upright person, he can’t stand him for loving his mount too much! That Uncle Qi Guan! Believe it or not, wait for my brother to have an achievement to fight you one-on-one!

Qi Guanrui: Duel me and my brother and duel you, and you can duel us in the future.

Ling Feng_(:зゝ∠)_

So, the hard sword practice began.

And, it seems like it will continue to do so.

It’s been…two months.

Watching Ling Feng’s speed getting slower and slower, Qi Guanrui’s figure appeared behind him.

The surging malice swept from behind—

Ling Feng’s blurred vision immediately became clear: “!!!”

What the hell? !

Only felt that a long leg behind him kicked his ass, suddenly his legs softened, and he threw himself forward.

Ling FengΣ(°△°||)

The sword can’t be taken away from the hand, or it will be beaten!

The sandbag presses on the leg and the leg is swollen? This is the rhythm of falling disfigured!

The tank on top of the head – wait a minute, I will smash it, Nima, and I have to drag the sandbag to pick another tank. It’s so tiring!

Innumerable thoughts passed through Ling Feng’s mind in an instant, and finally turned into one sentence: Brother! awful! !

But after being abused many times as the protagonist, the mistake under normal circumstances will not be made a second time. He quickly raised his hand and unloaded the water tank, only to see that both of them were steady, and not even a drop of water leaked out. However, at this time, he was completely castrated, and he could no longer control his legs. After struggling, he tried his best to turn around, but he couldn’t help himself, and suddenly fell down…

Well, face to the ground.

Ling Feng lay down for three seconds, then bent his arms, supported the ground, and slowly climbed up.

He turned his face.

Blood.

Ling Feng: Count, how many times is this disfigured? Oh, it’s probably too many to count. On average, it’s destroyed once, twice or three times a day.

My heart is broken.

Ling Feng felt that his whole person was plunged into darkness.

Yes, the background is all gray!

Don’t want to get up! Get up and suffer again! Can you let me mend this broken glass heart a little bit!

Brother is a handsome guy!

Because of the gods, I always have to be disfigured!

Of course, in the world of self-cultivation, if you want to disfigure your body, you have to attach such a strange power. .

In the porcelain bottle, the professional beauty and whitening ointment is in full bloom.

But Ling Feng is not at all happy!

He was shaking!

For the **** horse…

Because the person who handed him the ointment was the one who kicked him!

Ling Feng is in tears when she thinks about it.

After the face is slapped, it won’t take long for it to fall again! Just like fattening a pig to kill it, it’s too tragic!

He is wronged! Is it his fault for being too handsome? fall! Uncle Qi Guan, you are also very handsome!

#men’s jealousy#

It’s also scary based on appearance.

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Ling Feng thought so, and deeply believed in his guess.

But guessing is useless, the situation is stronger than people.

Ling Feng took a deep breath and took the ointment, tears ran to the front of the water tank, and started to wash his face and rub the medicine with the water inside to repair the injury!

Fortunately…this time it’s just the nose is a little crooked and the eyes are a little swollen, and the teeth are missing…

On the other side, Gu Bai looked at Qi Guanrui who came back with a smile, his eyes were slightly tangled.

The first thought is: the dead pervert seems very happy.

Second thought…

Children’s face smashed, is there still time to be better?