Prison Dragon looked at Li Chengyi who walked into the courtyard with a complicated expression.
The sky is dark and the sun is setting in the west.
At this time, Li Chengyi was obviously stronger than before, with slender legs and a strong back.
Her black hair shawls over her shoulders, and her dark eyes have a faint hint of gold.
The black fighting uniform he wore was also a little tight, highlighting his strong and well-proportioned figure.
Just by looking at it, you can feel a heroic force coming towards you.
"It's fine..." Prison Dragon recalled the content of the last phone call for a while. He didn't know what to say, so he had to deliberately ignore it.
"Teacher hasn't taught me the essence of Longxu Sect yet, how can anything happen to me?" Li Chengyi smiled. It was as if what happened before had never happened.
***＋3＇
"Very bad! The mastery is very solid!" The prison dragon looked at Xumenyi with simple eyes.
I walked into the dojo first, took off my jacket, stood still, and looked over there.
Seeing Yulong and Li Chengyi coming in, the figure quickly stopped and looked over.
But no matter what, at least the purpose of my trip was achieved.
Lifting my index finger, I could clearly see that the skin on my finger was congested, dark red, and swollen.
I will experience the Dragon Evil move next time. It can temporarily store the power of soft energy, wait for seven times to accumulate, and then explode together. Such a move is not far superior to Zhuxing Longying's simple burst of soft energy.
One year is here, and you have completed your first entry from beginner to power.
The role of that stage is to slightly increase effective losses and increase durability. At the same time, it lays the foundation for the past.
Suddenly, as you move forward, the curve of your body becomes slightly smaller.
"That's not what I meant..." The Prison Dragon sighed, "Forget it, come on. Now that you are here, continue with the previous progress."
Its difficulty and simplicity are both on the same level.
The seven stages of Qi, Li, Beard, and Dragon are the divisions of the overall realm of Dragon and Li Cheng.
Ling Xinyi was slightly startled, how long has it been? Drink!
"Bad. What routines has he practiced?" Xu Menyi also learned from Dan.
Therefore, the power of the Dragon Evil is much weaker than that of the Star Dragon Shadow.
It was nearly one-seventh full as soon as I entered it. I am really worthy of being a top weakling...
"Thank you, teacher." Xu Menyi stood with his fists clasped, quietly waiting for the message.
"Do you still have the heart to learn?" Prison Dragon said unexpectedly.
What I chose is a gentle flow starting from the heel of the left foot and going down to the left hand.
The two immediately bumped into each other.
"How is he going to practice?" Xumenyi raised his eyebrows.
Amidst the continuous collision sounds, Zhuang Yijing's bandaged fists fell out of Xumenyi's hands in an extremely rhythmic manner.
At this time, I felt a little relieved to see Xu Menyi listening attentively. What if? What if Xu Menyi could live longer and help Long Li Cheng become famous? That would be enough.
"In the process of weakening, he needs to use soft energy to refine it as much as possible. Refined soft energy is the main tool for weakening limbs. That is also the foundation of your dragon Li Cheng!
Only Xu Menyi and Zhuang Yijing were left.
"Before Long Sha accumulates power, under abnormal circumstances, he can instantly explode double the lethality of the dragon shadows of the stars. But when he uses it, he must act according to his ability. Because the skin, muscles and bones of the human body have no limits. So theoretically
As long as he can withstand the charge, Longsha can continuously increase the power, but his body's lower limit limits the lower limit of that move."
"Teacher, is there no difference between the refined soft energy and the previous stage of whiskers?" Sumenyi asked.
"Serpentine Sanshou, Jade Dragon Fist, two sets. You guys come to Jade Dragon Fist first!" Zhuang Yijing looked very serious.
The power at that point was much weaker than the later ones.
One of your legs is in Xumenyi's hand, and you stand in place with your legs raised low.
Very slowly, my perception was weakened by Hua Lin Yi and the inferior shadow dragon bloodline. I felt nervous, as thin as a hair.
The power, like a thin line of running water, merged into my left palm and flowed to the tip of my left index finger.
"Well..." Ling Xinyi said the right thing, and the man was saved.
It’s not that Hua Linyi’s degradation requires Hua Qi. If he only needs evil thoughts, I’ll practice sparring every day, and I’m afraid I’ll be able to reach the ultimate body in one breath.
"Brother Cheng, come to sparring!" Zhuang Yijing left and came over, "Come on, is he going to teach you how to beat your brother? You haven't had time to wait!"
Gentle?!
One of them was teaching, the other was learning, and they were carelessly focused. I then calmed down and dealt with it decisively.
Xu Menyi nodded, one of the purposes of my coming here is not for the secret biography of Long Li Cheng.
With my speed and strength and reflexes, facing Zhuang Yijing, who is only a mere learner, I am as nervous as an adult facing a baby.
Zhuang Yijing struck with a straight punch, and the strength and posture were extremely standard.
I paused and the prison dragon explained carelessly.
"That's because I saw Brother Cheng coming, and I was depressed. Master, you have been practicing for so long, so taking frequent breaks also has something to do with it, right?" Zhuang Yijing shouted at the prison dragon, not a little bit coquettish.
mean.
The small purpose of my coming here is not to attract good intentions.
"I know." Xumenyi also looked confused. Look, it's coming.
"You are strong, Brother Cheng, please be gentle. The point is, you are afraid of pain..."
He must be a dead ringer, perhaps more suitable than Zhuang Yijing to pass on his legacy.
"The principle of Dragon Evil is to fully weaken part of his limbs, muscles, meridians and blood vessels. All of them must be weakened with drugs and ordinary exercise methods. Before reaching a certain level, the soft energy can be temporarily accumulated, and then it will explode. Then
It actually sounds complicated, but.
Such a genius is destined to perish in the future...
Compared to later, your energy and spirit are obviously much weaker at this time.
「***＋16＇
I raised my hand and made a starting gesture.
After a while, the two of them advanced and stopped. "Watch the move!"
"He...is done!" The prison dragon on the side looked very confused, and his eyes became even more impatient.
During the time when Ling Xinyi left, the two of them probably hadn't officially become disciples yet.
Li Chengyi followed him into the villa, passed through the central hall, and came to the backyard dojo.
Obviously, the relationship between the two is not much closer than it was later.
I estimated my strength at this time, suppressed it to a higher level, and then walked on.
"Why don't you care? Teacher, don't worry, the matter over there has been completely resolved and you will not be implicated." Li Chengyi replied.
pity....
"Next, let him try Dragon Evil on his own. Remember, if your skin feels stinging, stop immediately. Go and prepare a weakening ointment for him." The Prison Dragon turned and walked towards the villa.
"Brother Cheng!" Zhuang Yijing trotted quickly, approaching this way.
Then there was movement. "Teacher, how do you fight?"
"Before reaching the point of refining the soft qi, you have truly transcended the qi and entered the seventh level of power."
Zhuang Yijing brought me 24% of the total amount of evil thoughts.
I stretched out my hand to catch the opponent's leg. My body didn't move at all.
At this time, Prison Dragon came over inexplicably holding the ointment bottle and looked at Zhuang Yijing who had run away.
Bang bang bang bang!!
You came up to the dojo with a face filled with anticipation, your beautiful figure swaying slightly with your steps, making people dizzy.
「***＋5＇
Xu Menyi nodded and tried to control it. At the same time, his body slightly arched his back and took a lunge.
"What's wrong with you?" the old man asked.
At least the tea flavor is a little lighter. Refine... refine... refine again...
Xu Menyi blocked it with his elbow. "Well, let's end it."
"Keep practicing what he's doing, why stop?" The prison dragon glared.
Then I saw Ling Xin squeaking, retracting her legs and turning around.
run.
According to Prison Dragon, the purpose of the power stage is to purify one's own power.
After practicing for eight consecutive days outside the prison dragon, Xumenyi mastered the force-generating technique of Longsha and officially entered the seventh stage - force.
In the dojo, a muscular figure was constantly waving his fists and kicks, practicing the basic martial arts moves of Ryusumen.
"Fight? Who the hell is fighting him?" Prison Dragon's beard blew, "You are old or stupid! You can use both tactics to show how strong he is."
"Next, you have to teach him the melee assassination technique in the hidden weapon technique - Dragon Evil!" the prison dragon said solemnly.
Such talent...
It was a simple attack, even if it was using force, the Prison Dragon still showed a lot of nervousness.
It does not mean that you have to end up converting all the body's power into Qi, and then filter out the impurities in it.
"After Qi is refined, it is still Qi. It has to be reorganized and restored into force. Only when the power of impurities is eliminated can it be the pure power. Soft Qi and hard power, you are still early, why are you slowing down?" Prison Dragon Pendulum
Waving his hands.
drink!!
Zhuang Yijing maintained that posture, her face flushed, her eyes filled with tears. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, and she looked steadily over there.
"If I were to beat you, if I were my opponent, what if...you guys would come and try to show me off too?" Ling Xin's eyes flashed, and she thought of a bad idea.
Xu Menyi used one hand to unload his moves, and came up with more than a dozen moves in a row. He found that the opponent was really serious and had no other thoughts on his mind. He was really focusing on the moves.
The prison dragon left quickly.
"I understand." Xumenyi nodded and harvested his evil thoughts.
There was absolutely no sense of obscenity afterwards. It seemed like he was really here to practice boxing.
Prison Dragon stepped forward and punched Xumenyi in the waist.
It was getting later and later, and the lights under the dojo turned into seven turbid lamp posts on the heat haze.
"Okay, okay...it's a bad day today, so I need to come and try my hand first and see how it goes.
Ling Xinyi understood what I meant, which was to practice with myself.
Then two minutes ago, it was Xu Menyi who attacked.
"..." Xumenyi opened his eyes, knowing what happened.
"Come on, let's finish applying the ointment." The prison dragon put aside the rest of his life and finished helping Xu Menyi train the Dragon Demon.
After a small drink, Ling Xin raised her leg and kicked it sideways.
She was wearing a white close-fitting combat uniform, which was soaked with sweat. Her long hair was tied into a low ponytail, swaying slightly in front of her head.
First, the prison dragon attacks and examines Xumenyi's defensive moves.
"Bad." Xumenyi nodded, raised his hands in the shape of claws, with one hand backward and the other forward, protecting his head and face.
"Bad, I understand." Ling Xinyi nodded.
"How's it going? Do you understand? Let him try to operate it himself. First, refine the soft energy as much as possible, and only operate the thinnest line of soft energy that he can control." The prison dragon said solemnly.