After the Tianji training ground was reorganized, it had a completely new look. The dozens of small grid-like training grounds that were originally scattered were connected together to form a huge square, and many training facilities were also integrated together. In such an overall plan
Below, it looks quite majestic at first glance.
Due to the surge in the number of people, the square is not deserted. It is naturally very lively during the day, and at night, you can occasionally see students gathering together in small groups. Most of them are discussing.
Cultivation experience. But what attracts everyone’s attention the most is the female students who often appear. Before the reorganization, because there were only a few female students participating in the training, and they were scattered in various training grounds, beauties were extremely rare.
, but now, you can occasionally see groups of slim beauties smiling and laughing, which undoubtedly adds a touch of color to the boring life of cultivation.
This situation has also made some people with ideas want to take action. However, the cultivation schedule is quite tight, and there are few female students. Therefore, except for a few people who have made achievements in the emotional aspect, most of them are still
Live a peaceful life.
Since the end of the Tianji Competition, Du Feiyu has devoted himself wholeheartedly to training. After this competition, he more clearly understood the importance of strength and recognized his own gaps. Most of the students started from **
He started practicing at around the age of 15, and he was a full five years later than others. Although he had been trained by Master Duan Ling for a year and a half, and with the help of Qingfeng in the competition, his strength had reached the level of a five-star monk, which was better than most students.
A level above the rest. But this rapid improvement in strength requires hard work to make up for it. Otherwise, once the foundation is unstable, it will be too late to cry in the future.
Under such boring training, half a year has passed quickly. In the past half year, the strength of most students has also increased by leaps and bounds. Among them, the fastest growing one is naturally the Tianjie Class 1. Instructor Duan Ling
Under the devil's training, many students gradually adapted to it after a period of painful torture. However, the attentive Du Feiyu could feel that this time, although the intensity of Instructor Duan Ling's "devil training" was still very high, it was not as strong as before.
Since his original training, it has become much easier.
This is not difficult to understand. Duan Ling's special "care" for Du Feiyu at the beginning had some elements of repaying his gratitude to Du Jingtian, and naturally he treated these ordinary students somewhat differently. But no matter what, everyone's progress is obvious to all.
.After half a year, Du Feiyu has stepped from the five-star monk level to the nine-star monk level, while Jinghong and Shan Xiaoya have officially entered the Shura level.
"Bang" In a relatively quiet forest in the Tianji training ground, two figures were engaged in a fierce confrontation. One of them was Jing Hong. At this moment, he was roaring continuously, and a pair of iron fists were fired out like a storm.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the gunshots in front of him.
"Grrr, Jinghong, although your fists are fierce, your strength is not enough." Opposite Jinghong, a girl in a purple dress was waving the silver gun in her hand, catching all the opponent's attacks.
Next. In the shadows of guns all over the sky, bursts of clear laughter like silver bells can be heard from time to time.
"Hu" struck out the last punch, and Jinghong's figure suddenly retreated and jumped out of the battle circle.
"Xiaoya, your strength has reached the level of three-star Shura, right? I am willing to lose." He slightly arched his hands, and Jinghong sat down on the ground happily. He is now at the level of one-star Shura, and with his
With the power of the fist to split the eight wastes, he could fight against an ordinary two-star Shura, but in front of Shan Xiaoya, he had no chance of a close attack.
"Yes." Shan Xiaoya nodded slightly without saying much. She turned to glance at Du Feiyu, who was practicing quietly on the side, and suddenly said: "Du Feiyu, why don't you come and learn from each other?"
"Huh" exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest, Du Feiyu opened his eyes and glanced at the girl casually: "With the strength of my nine-star monk, against you, a three-star Shura... I think it's better to forget it."
"Feiyu, let's give it a try. Being able to compete with masters will be of great benefit to you. Besides, Xiaoya won't really hurt you." Jinghong also encouraged.
"Forget it, I'm not interested." Du Feiyu shook his head and ignored the two people's different expressions. The marks in his hands slowly formed, and it seemed that he was about to enter a state of cultivation again.
As Jinghong said, in cultivation, actual combat experience is extremely important. Even the most talented cultivators have to hone themselves through constant fighting. It is not that Du Feiyu does not know this. It is because, in three months,
Before, he had "discussed" with Shan Xiaoya in private once, but he was severely tortured by the other party under the pretext of discussing with each other. The embarrassing look at that time was still vivid in his memory, so he never wanted to talk to this person again.
The little woman who loves to hold grudges tried to take advantage of her. From then on, no matter how high-sounding Shan Xiaoya said it, he would never accept her move again.
Since entering the Tianjie Class 1, Shan Xiaoya, Jinghong, and Du Feiyu have spent more time practicing together, perhaps because of their previous acquaintances, which made the other male animals jealous.
There are also people who are looking for trouble, but since a Nine-Star cultivator was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, there are no blind people who come here to make trouble again.
When the three of them were practicing together, Shan Xiaoya and Jinghong were fighting most of the time. Du Feiyu was practicing quietly on the side. Even when they were sparring, they were competing with Jinghong, but they didn't "revenge" Shan Xiaoya at all.
"Opportunity.
"You really don't look like a man." Shan Xiaoya wrinkled her pretty nose and said disdainfully after the date of the fight failed.
"..." Du Feiyu turned a deaf ear to the girl's provocation. He kept making palm prints and was about to enter cultivation again.
Du Feiyu's indifference also made Shan Xiaoya a little resentful. Her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and suddenly she twisted her waist, and the silver gun in her hand suddenly turned into a ray of electricity and shot directly at Du Feiyu.
"Feiyu, be careful!" Seeing Shan Xiaoya take action as soon as he said it, Jinghong was also stunned and immediately warned.
The "pounce" silver spear moved very quickly. When Kankan handed it to Du Feiyu, the latter's body suddenly leaned back, rolled on the grass, and dodged away.
"What a lazy ass," Shan Xiaoya said with a smile while holding the spear in her arms without pursuing him.
"Pfft." Although Jinghong had an indifferent temperament, he was also amused by Shan Xiaoya's metaphor and laughed out loud.
"You..." Du Feiyu stood up and glared at the girl angrily.
"What's wrong with me? If you don't accept it, you can challenge me?" Shan Xiaoya has crescent eyes like moon buds and an extremely cute smile. But only Du Feiyu, who has experienced her ruthlessness, knows that the girl can be very powerful when she attacks.
to a devil.
"Forget it, I'm not interested." Du Feiyu glared at the girl fiercely, looked at the silver gun in her hand, could only shake his hand, and took a few steps back to leave.
"Not interested? That's not up to you." Shan Xiaoya's voice suddenly stopped, the spear swept out, and hit Du Feiyu's butt hard.
"Damn" being forced by the opponent several times, even if Du Feiyu didn't want to take action anymore, he was still a little angry at this moment.
"Don't push yourself too far." Du Feiyu jumped out of the ring with a bounce. Du Feiyu turned around with a cold face and gave him the middle finger.
"You..." Du Feiyu's rude action caused a sudden blush on the girl's face. He bit his silver teeth and shook the silver gun in his hand. Suddenly, countless gun shadows flashed and rushed toward the latter.
go.
"Damn it, you unruly woman, you're not done yet. Do you really think that this young master is really afraid of you? I still don't believe it today. I can't deal with you..." A flash of excitement flashed in Du Feiyu's dark eyes, and the overlord forced himself into the bow posture.
The forced fight finally aroused the anger in his heart. At that moment, the soles of his feet bowed slightly on the ground, and he pounced like a little leopard ready to attack.
"Pai Shan Palm" rushed into the shadow of the gun. Du Feiyu suddenly circled his palms, dense invisible strength emerged, and pushed out row after row. Although he had not fought with it too many times, after more than half a year,
He is also quite familiar with Shan Xiaoya's basic situation. The fighting skill that Shan Xiaoya practices is called "Thunderbolt Overlord Spear". It is an intermediate level fighting skill at the Xuan level. As the name suggests, the skill is famous for its dominance and fierceness.
, coupled with Dan Xiaoya's own violent fire attribute fighting spirit, the power displayed in battle is very powerful.
But having said that, Du Feiyu's fighting skill "Pai Shan Palm" has some restraint effect on him. With that extremely advanced force-removing technique, it also consumes 30% of Shan Xiaoya's attack power.
"Big Thunder Hand" stared at the dancing gun shadow. Du Feiyu's men did not pause at all. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's gun shadow was slightly stagnant, he changed his fighting skills. Howling energy surged out of his body,
Tiny crackling electric snakes emerged from the palm of my hand and collided hard with the gun shadow.
"Boom" The two strands of fighting spirit collided, creating an extremely powerful air wave. The air wave swept out and folded some nearby small branches. As a result, Du Feiyu's footsteps suddenly retreated, and on the way back, there were many blows on his body.
But his clothes couldn't withstand such an impact, and they shattered with a bang.
"Whoops!" Compared with Du Feiyu's defeat, Shan Xiaoya just paused slightly, waved her silver spear, and charged over again.
"Damn, this crazy woman." Du Feiyu's eyes were slightly cold, he stepped hard on a protruding rock with his soles, and threw himself out regardless of his remaining strength.
"Pailing Mountain Palm, Dashing Thunder Hand." The shadow of his palm smashed crazily on the shadow of the gun in the sky. With every attack, Du Feiyu's steps would take a step back, but under such a fierce rush, the shadow of the gun in the sky also dissipated.
Quite a few. At a certain moment, Du Feiyu's eyes suddenly condensed, and he seemed to see the trembling tip of the gun in the center of the gun shadow.