Chapter 28 The Domineering Supervisor
"The four of you will stay here for the time being. Tomorrow morning, Gu will report to the father in person. Regarding this matter, we will start immediately after the father has made a decision." Tie Butian said with a smile. He was still trying his sword just now.
The aura of the sky, but with a smile, it seems that the whole person's temperament suddenly changes, becoming kind, gentle, and approachable, making people feel like a spring breeze after listening to it!
He doesn't even need to use any special means to win over people's hearts, but just being so plain makes people involuntarily want to die for him!
"Yes." Bao Kuanglei's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but rate the Crown Prince Tie Yun even higher. Although this Crown Prince is young, he is quite extraordinary! From what he has seen in his life, no matter how old or young he is,
, no one can compare with this person!
No wonder Xia Santian is known as the first young genius in history and the only one born to be a king!
Before meeting Tie Butian, Bao Kuanglei had always ignored this statement: Is there any born king in this world? It's just that he has a good background and received better education than ordinary people. He has studied the art of emperors since he was a child, and has been able to do so for a long time.
It’s just the accumulated momentum.
As for the first genius...are there not many geniuses in the world?
But at this moment, he believed it. The elegance in his bones, the majesty in his soul, and the kingly demeanor revealed in his natural movements made the souls of powerful men like Ba Kuang Lei tremble!
At this moment, the Purple Bamboo Garden of Tianwai Tower was in full swing.
Tianwai Tower, early morning.
Tan Tan was lying on the ground in the shape of a "tai", breathing heavily, rolling his eyes and shouting: "Chu...Chu Yang, I, I, I admit that you are more handsome than me, you are too much these days."
Are you cruel? You’re going to drill me to death..."
These days, whenever Chu Yang gets up to practice, he drags Tan Tan with him. Tan Tan is exhausted every time. After a few days, it has reached the point where he is so frightened that he trembles all over when he sees Chu Yang.
Chu Yang knew exactly how long it would take for Tan Tan to reach his physical limit every time. After each practice, he made sure that Tan Tan would never stand up with his own strength, but
It does not harm the body.
Tan Tan now feels as if he has seen a ghost every time he sees him. At first, he was still bragging about his narcissism, but now he has no time to even be narcissistic...
Chu Yang took a long breath, stopped his work and stood up. During these twenty days, he did not relax his cultivation at all. Currently, he has upgraded his cultivation to the ninth level of martial arts disciple. There is only one step left.
You can join the ranks of warriors.
Feeling the changes in his body, Chu Yang smiled slightly. Only by joining the ranks of warriors can he truly begin to temper his body.
Before becoming a warrior, if you forcibly tempered your body's strength, your muscles, bones, and internal organs would all be severely damaged due to excessive tempering!
This truth should still be a misunderstanding in the next three days, right? Therefore, there is a saying circulating in the next three days: Articles will last for a thousand years, and warriors will rest for six years. This is what it means. It means that people who practice martial arts will not survive six years.
Ten years old.
Although this sentence has some meaning of advocating literature and suppressing martial arts, and the theory of Jiazixiu is also somewhat arbitrary, but every year, many martial arts disciples practice hard in order to improve their realm as soon as possible, but they are overworked, exhausted, and their bodies suffer.
No, although the realm at that time has improved, this shortcoming will be exposed when you are about fifty years old. Once exposed, the basic body will have been destroyed, and you will never be able to recover...
The time when a martial artist does the most damage to the body is when the martial artist lays the foundation.
There is only one step left. And the training requirement for the Nine Tribulations and Nine Heavens Divine Skills in the Nine Tribulations Sword is a warrior! In fact, not only the Nine Tribulations Sword, but also some of the techniques of Zhongsan Santian are clearly written on the title page:
Practicing is not allowed under samurai!
As soon as his Dantian moved, the new vitality that Chu Yang had worked hard to cultivate all afternoon was swallowed up by the Nine Tribulations Sword, and then spit out after a while. Although the amount was much less, it was extremely essence.
Although this kind of vitality is not as good as the innate vitality, it is much more pure and condensed than the innate vitality, and it is far different from the ordinary acquired natural energy.
In these days, every time he took a step forward, he would feel the Nine Tribulations Sword in his body move inexplicably. Over time, Chu Yang had become accustomed to it.
There was an amethyst chalcedony hanging around his neck, and there was no reaction. Chu Yang was a little speechless about this amethyst chalcedony. When he used this amethyst chalcedony for the first time to restore his physical strength, the Nine Tribulations Sword in his dantian
The soul suddenly rushed forward, and before Chu Yang could enjoy it, it suddenly cut off the connection.
Chu Yang tried several times, but was cut off by the Nine Tribulations Sword Soul. It was made clear that he was required to practice with his own strength, and he would never be allowed to rely on external forces!
However, when he used it to restore his physical strength when fighting against the enemy, the Nine Tribulations Sword Soul was ignored. Just like when Qu Ping recovered once, the Nine Tribulations Sword Soul showed no reaction at all. However, he was not allowed to use it after the battle...
Encountering such a selfless and domineering supervisor, Chu Yang had no choice but to give in. He completely extinguished the idea of ​​using amethyst chalcedony during cultivation.
Turning his head and looking at Tan Tan's embarrassed appearance, Chu Yang almost laughed. He said helplessly: "Okay, you should take a rest."
When Tan Tan heard these words, he felt as if the emperor's grace was so great that he almost burst into tears of gratitude. He got up with difficulty, crawled to the side on all fours, and then sighed comfortably.
In the field, Chu Yang continued to practice the simple and boring movements of drawing out and sheathing his sword, but every time Chu Yang practiced with the greatest enthusiasm and concentration.
The sun rose slowly in the east, and Chu Yang's head and body were steaming with heat. Beads of sweat dripped from his head, and fell to the ground one drop at a time, shattering to pieces.
Tan Tan finally recovered, but when he looked at Chu Yang's actions, he slowly became confused. Chu Yang kept repeating the same action, but after hundreds of times, Tan Tan found that every time Chu Yang did this
The actions are all different!
It seems that he has been adjusting. From the beginning, it looked a little awkward, and then it became more and more smooth. In the end, it had formed a light curtain.
Unsheathing, unsheathing the sword, sheathing the sword, putting the sword into the sheath. The cycle continues, and the sound gradually becomes smaller. Although it is not obvious, it does get lower bit by bit.
"Chu Yang, your arm is swollen!" Tan Tan looked at it for a long time and was admiring it. Suddenly he found that the connection between Chu Yang's elbow and shoulder was unusually thick, and he couldn't help but shout out.
Chu Yang's face remained motionless, indifferent and expressionless. He continued to practice this movement again and again, and said calmly: "Is it swollen? It will go away with practice. Tan Tan, it is swollen. If you wait for him to go away automatically,
, then it’s too late. But when you get used to this kind of strength, the swelling will go away on its own. When the swelling goes away, that’s when you make progress!”
"Uh..." Tan Tan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt ashamed. After feeling that he had recovered a lot of strength, he stood up again and started practicing.
Meng Chaoran stood quietly in the purple bamboo forest, looking at the two brothers practicing Kung Fu, with a trace of relief on his lips.
There was a moaning sound in the room. It was Shi Qianshan suffering from pain. He had been lying in bed for twenty days. Qu Ping and others were ruthless, and they directly broke Shi Qianshan's ribs and thighs that day.
For at least three months, Shi Qianshan would not want to practice martial arts. Within half a year, he could not use force. But after half a year, the qualifying competition for Tianwailou disciples was almost over.
This injury is tantamount to ruining Shi Qianshan's future in Tianwai Tower!
Physical torture is never as good as the pain in the heart. So Shi Qianshan hates him very much. What’s especially strange is that he doesn’t hate the person who hurt him, but he hates Chu Yang the most. In Shi Qianshan’s heart, if there is no Chu Yang,
Chapter completed!