Three days later, all ten thousand elites were beaten down by Fengda Killer without exception. Although these guys were very arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant at the beginning, they even only used three attacks in the first hour.
The successful Feng Da Killer brought some constraints, but as Feng Da Killer developed his astonishing strength, the 10,000 elites were not his only enemy.
On the first day, these people were tortured from beginning to end by Killer Feng. Then he let the 10,000 elites rest for a while, and then tortured them severely after they got up. Three days later, the 10,000 elites
They all lay on the ground with bruises and swollen faces, crying for their father and mother, and no one could stand up.
Feng Da Killer kept his word, and indeed he was not ruthless. Everyone suffered superficial injuries, the most serious of which was just a few broken ribs. They could recover as before after a period of training, but on this basis, Feng Da Killer really didn’t do anything.
Keep your hands and do whatever you want. The 10,000 elites shot by a sky-falling heavy sword began to doubt life. Even the 5,000 red-clothed swordsmen whom he valued most, Feng Da Killer did not save any face this time.
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Three days later, Nie Renkuang and Xiang Potian were hiding on the second floor of the Miliu Hall, laughing so hard that their stomachs cramped as they looked at the elite army that was all over the place crying and howling.
"It's so cruel. Did Mr. Feng hit me with a fatal blow this time? Is it because his own people had to beat him so badly? But it's so satisfying. I will have to do it again after I, Lao Xiang, am reborn and regain my strength.
Haha, this method of teaching people is indeed very impactful. Haha." Xiang Potian held his belly and laughed, as if nothing more worthy of happiness had happened in the past few thousand years than now.
Nie Renkuang glanced at him angrily and said, "Just forget it. This kind of thing happens once and that's enough. Do you think they are all wooden piles? They will be ravaged by you every day?" After laughing, Nie Renkuang
His eyes were full of approval. It seemed that Feng Xiaozi's skills had improved again. Although the improvement was not much, it showed that the method of physical body refining was indeed brilliant. Feng Jueyu didn't practice much these days, but his cultivation level
He has not regressed at all, but has improved subtly. He must have understood the essence of martial arts.
A true master who has reached the final state of cultivation no longer needs to meditate, adjust his breath, and perform exercises every day. Yes, practicing exercises is still the fastest way to improve his cultivation level, but at this time, the Great Feng Killer can already do it.
When practicing, every breath and every move can apply the original divine power to any corner of the body. This is a sign that the understanding of martial arts is moving towards the state of returning to nature.
The state behind returning to one's original nature means the ultimate in Taoism and martial arts. Nie Renkuang has long known about this cultivation process. Although he has not experienced it yet, Nie Renkuang, as a generation of wizards, can detect it from the smallest details.
Wan Xiaohong couldn't tell how far Feng Jueyu's cultivation had improved, but in the past three days, she was no more shocked than Nie Renkuang and others. As the well-deserved "Queen" of the Dapeng clan, Wan Xiaohong
She was very clear about the imperial concubine. She knew that Feng Jueyu was building an unrivaled powerful force, and every powerful force must establish strong cohesion.
To manage a force, you must not rely solely on personal cultivation to intimidate. As the leader of a force, Feng Jueyu needs a combination of strength, magnanimity, wisdom, majesty and many other characteristics of a superior person. Feng Jueyu uses his own strength to
The strength of the elite crushed the self-esteem of these ten thousand elites to nothing. It was the method used to let them know what it means to know shame and be brave. Only in this way will the core cohesion of Xiaoyue Sect become stronger.
Only the elite can be sublimated.
People like Tang Long, Yu Dai, Tong Ya, and Xie Ran all have their own self-esteem. Sometimes, self-esteem can help people grow and progress, but sometimes, a self-esteem can easily make people lose themselves, and it is difficult to break through. This is
A double-edged sword, if used well, can show its extremely sharp side; if used poorly, it will gradually rust and rot due to complacency.
, it cannot be destroyed or established.
What Feng Jueyu did did indeed meet all the necessary conditions for a superior person.
In the wilderness, the ten thousand elites who were tortured by Feng Jueyu finally knew the difference between themselves and the evil star in front of them. At this moment, all the elites including Tang Long, Yu Dai, and Tong Ya had no idea.
Resentment, only fear and admiration. These three days were the most difficult three days in their lives. The Feng Da Killer made them use all their skills. In the end, they could not kill or maim everyone, nor destroy everyone.
After dropping every magic weapon and knocking everyone to the ground unable to get up even thinking about it, this shows that the master's cultivation has been able to calmly control every ounce of power in his body and use it to the extreme.
Compared with Mr. Feng, they are simply far behind. This difference is not just the gap in cultivation. The most terrifying thing is that during the battle, Mr. Feng’s control of the battle situation and everyone’s physical fitness
He knows how much everyone's original divine power has been squandered, and then cleverly adjusts the force when making moves, which can cause their bodies to suffer unprecedented pain without causing damage.
Any meridian and every organ.
What a terrifying cultivation level it takes to achieve such precision.
Killer Feng looked at the ten thousand elites lying down at his feet with a sinking face, with an expression of contempt and disdain on his face: "Three days have come, who can still stand up? Now you can stand up.
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While talking, everyone was trying to use the last bit of strength in their body to stand up, but after trying many times, no one succeeded.
Not even Xie Ran, Tang Long, Yu Dai, and Tong Ya, who have the strongest willpower.
After waiting silently for a moment, no one succeeded. The Fengda Killer snorted coldly and continued to trample on the last bit of dignity that the ten thousand elites had maintained: "I have already reserved my hand. I tell you without exaggeration that from now on
When I started taking action three days ago, I didn't use more than 40% of my strength. Many of you could have died ten thousand times. Even so, after three days of fighting, you still can't stand up. Come and tell me.
I, what else do you have to be proud of?"
Lying on the ground, every one of the Ten Thousand Elites felt heartbroken when they turned over slightly, but no matter how painful it was, none of Killer Feng's words could make them feel heartbroken.
"It's a piece of loose sand with no rules at all. You guys still want to be Xiaoyue Sect's most solid backing. It's really ridiculous. It's extremely ridiculous." Everyone was blushing and speechless, although many people didn't want to be criticized.
People despise it, but at this moment, they have to obey.
"As you are, you are fighting me today. If I were your enemy, there would be corpses everywhere right now."
"There are no rules, no rules, and you don't even understand the most basic and simple principles. You still think that you are the elite of Xiaoyue Sect. What qualifications do you have?"
Feng Jueyu put away the Skyfall Sword and walked among the elites on the ground, his tone becoming more tough and cold.
When he walked to the fairy pond, he suddenly turned around and said: "I'll give you one more chance. If you can't get up after ten breaths, then you are really hopeless. I will ask my wife to send you back to the pond again."
As for the original place, as for Tiandaozhu and Jinxiao Pagoda, you should never expect to come in again in your life. From now on,..."
When the ten thousand elites heard this, they were all frightened to death. Now they finally understood why Madam Hongxing chose to send them to Tiandaozhu, because this place is a holy place for creating strong men. Mr. Feng
I am afraid that having such amazing talent and cultivation is all because of the Golden Sky Pagoda. It is a pity that I don't bother to neglect it. Isn't this cutting off my own way out?
If they never get up in ten breaths of time, what they will face is not missing out on the Heavenly Dao Pearl and the Golden Tower forever, but being completely cut off from their own path.
"two"
In fact, when "One" was shouted out, everyone started to do their exercises. Even if they were lying on the ground, they had to get up as soon as possible with all their strength.
In just ten breaths, their future and future will be determined. This is a huge thing.
It's just that it's not that easy to get up after being beaten by Feng Da Killer. Feng Jueyu said he wouldn't beat them to death or maim them, but when you hit them, you hurt their muscles and bones.
In the case of severe contusion, it can be repaired by using the original divine power, but the process is very painful and can be said to be worse than death.
This is what Feng Jueyu wants. After his self-esteem is crushed into powder, he needs ten thousand elites to muster up the courage to face the extreme pain. He knows how painful this kind of repair is. He thinks about the time he spent every day in the upper nine fields.
When fighting against that perverted madman Fan Wudou, he was beaten so hard by Fan Wudou that he couldn't get up more than once. Although Fan Wudou didn't directly tell Feng Jueyu at that time that the contusion only hurt the muscles and bones but not the core and was very painful, but Feng Jueyu
I learned it slowly.
And every time he is miserable, there will be a powerful turning point, and his will and potential will be greatly explored.
This kind of pain is not something that everyone can endure. Maybe they will recover if they are given more time, but ten breaths is indeed not a long time. If you want to recover as soon as possible, you have to do your best. By then, the pain they will endure will be even greater.
It depends on a person's will.
Without realizing the pain of the rest of their lives, they cannot grow further.
Of course, Feng Jueyu is not absolutely unkind. He knows very well how serious these injuries are. If their willpower is strong enough, even the most seriously injured and weakest person can stand up after ten breaths. This is