"Where is your place of cultivation?" Master Mo pointed his finger at the bottom of the river. Mu Chen's scalp suddenly became a little numb, and he saw that the waterfall there poured down from the high place without any obstacles. If there were some rocks above Tang Qianer and the others who could relieve the impact, then his place would be really flat and unstoppable.

Moreover, most importantly, under the waterfall, there seemed to be wooden stakes that were only the size of two feet standing.

"It is very simple to practice the Spirit Shadow Step successfully. As long as you can shuttle back and forth through the wooden stakes and not get water on your body." Master Mo said.

"What?"

Mu Chen was stunned and shuttled back and forth, but he couldn't get water. Is this possible?

"These waterfalls are not continuous, but have a momentary gap. If you want to achieve this condition, you must keep up with this gap in water flow."

Mu Chen smiled bitterly. The difficulty is really not small, but it is indeed an excellent way to practice body skills.

"In addition, the Spirit Emperor finger is fierce and fierce. Your current fingers are hard and hard, and your fingers are still unable to practice the Spirit Emperor fingers. Therefore, your fingers must also be tempered. I will let the waterfall pour down from time to time. What you have to do is to pierce these wooden stakes that whizz past instantly with your fingers." Master Mo said slowly.

Mu Chen's scalp numb again, and the wooden stake rushed down with such a rapid flow of water. How strong should that force be? And the speed is so fast. As long as you are a little distracted, you will miss it. If you want to pierce it, you must grasp the moment the wooden stake passes. This not only requires perfect control of the speed of the attack, but also requires extremely strong training for your fingers.

"What? Are you scared?" Master Mo said lightly.

"Although it's a bit troublesome, if you're afraid, it won't be." Mu Chen took a deep breath, and his handsome face gradually calmed down, and even there was a desire to show up in his black eyes.

"Um."

Seeing this, Master Mo nodded with satisfaction: "Then let's start."

Mu Chen nodded, without any delay. When he moved his body, he directly swept across the water surface, rushed into the fierce waterfall like a flying swallow, and then fell onto a narrow wooden stake.

Boom boom!

The powerful water flow rushed down fiercely. Mu Chen hurriedly took a wooden stake and rushed towards a wooden stake in front of him.

Bang!

However, as soon as his body rushed out, a powerful stream of water had already rushed down, instantly rushing into the lake below, and he underestimated the speed of the water flow here.

Mu Chen spit out the lake water in his mouth, slapped his palm on the water surface, and his body jumped onto a wooden stake. His face became completely solemn. There was spiritual power coming out from his body to resist the impact of the water flow.

At the beginning, he obviously had to use spiritual power to protect his body before he could gradually adapt.

Mu Chen was fully focused and rushed out again, straight through a stream of water and landed on another wooden stake. However, when he was about to jump out again, he heard a strange sound coming from the stream. When he glanced at the corner of his eyes, he saw a black shadow rushing hard along the stream of water.

That is a wooden stake mixed in the water flow.

Mu Chen bent his fingers together, and the next moment, he suddenly stabbed out.

His fingers were like long spears, stirring up layers of water vapor, and when the black shadow instantly passed by, he stabbed it hard.

Oh!

A dull sound came, and the wooden stake was just shook back a little, showing no sign of being penetrated, and then rushed into the lake below along the water flow.

Mu Chen grinned when he saw that the attack was fruitless, and there was a severe pain in his fingertips. The wooden stake was bubbling through the lake water. In addition, this speed was even harder than the essence iron, and he could not use spiritual power. This collision made him feel like the bones on his fingertips were about to break open.

Bang!

In this slightly distracted mind, the rapid waterfall poured down again, directly bombing Mu Chen into the lake.

"Damn it!"

Mu Chen emerged from the lake water, cursed fiercely, then gritted his teeth, endured the pain at his fingertips, turned over again, activated his speed to the extreme, and rushed out straight.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under the waterfall, the figure kept rushing out, and was mercilessly rushed into the lake by the current of water. The powerful force made him dizzy, but he was also stubborn, enduring the soreness all over his body, gritted his teeth and rushed out, constantly increasing his speed.

Sometimes although he avoided the impact of a water flow, the wooden stake that flowed down the water tortured his fingers very much.

Tang Qianer and the other two, who were sitting cross-legged under the waterfall, heard the movement there, and quietly opened their eyes and took a look. Then, they shivered. Although they didn't try it themselves, just by looking at it, Mu Chen's place was even more fierce than theirs.

Next to the lake, Shi Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the figure who looked particularly embarrassed under the waterfall with a plain expression. If you want to succeed, you must make efforts first.

For the whole afternoon, the figure was tirelessly jumping under the waterfall. Even Tang Qian'er and the others rested for two rounds, but he did not stop the kind of self-abuse cultivation at all.

When the sunset was setting in the sky, Tang Qianer and the other four dragged their tired bodies to the shore. They were so tired that their faces turned pale. They sat on the ground without any worries, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Master Mo said, "Let's end today's practice end."

Tang Qian'er and the others had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then they felt their eyes turn black for the next sentence.

"Continue tomorrow."

Tang Qian'er and the others sat on the ground weakly and rested for a while, but they heard a sound of thunder not far away. They raised their heads and saw that the thin figure seemed to have not heard what Master Mo said, and was still there like a machine, being overturned again and again, getting up again and again.

Although they could all feel that the figure had become a little slow due to fatigue, the thin body seemed to have a soul-stirring support, which made him never fall down.

"Master Mo is almost at his limit!" Tang Qian'er bit her red lips with her teeth, looked away with her eyes unbearable, and looked at Master Mo.

Mo Fei shook his head slowly and said softly: "This is his own choice. The reason why he is better than you is not just because of his talent. Mu Feng has a very good son."

Chen Fan and his friends looked complicated. Looking at the tired figure under the waterfall, they rarely felt admiration in their hearts. If Mu Chen's talent was stronger than them, they would say that it was given by God, but Mu Chen's will made them admit it.

This guy is so perverted.
Chapter completed!