Among the groves on the top of the mountain, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
An agile shadow jumped flexibly in the forest, and the dense thorns in the forest did not bring him any hindrance.
The next moment, the shadow suddenly stopped in front of a big tree that was half a centimeter thick. His feet stumbled, his body was half-tilted, and his elbows hit the big tree hard.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, sawdust flew everywhere, and spider-like cracks spread along the place where the elbow hit.
"Creak..." The big tree, which was mostly hollowed out by an elbow, made a creaking and shaking sound. After a moment, it finally fell to the ground helplessly.
When the big tree fell, the shadow as vigorous as a monkey retreated first, and then landed lightly on a blue boulder.
Looking at the results he had achieved, Xiao Yan's delicate little face was filled with a smile of joy. In the past three months, this was the first time that he had successfully used an advanced Xuan-level fighting skill like Baji Beng, and this
Baji Beng, who is said to be comparable to Earth-level fighting skills, has indeed lived up to Xiao Yan's expectations. The destructive power exerted by just the sixth stage of fighting spirit is enough to rival that of the eighth stage of fighting spirit!
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The higher the elementary level of Dou Qi, the slower the upgrade speed. Since the last time he bought all the medicine, Xiao Yan has been practicing hard for three months behind closed doors. In the last few days of the third month, Xiao Yan accidentally
, jumping from the fifth stage of Dou Qi to the sixth stage...
He has improved his fighting spirit by one level in three months. Although this speed seems to be much slower than the previous two months, Xiao Yan is very satisfied. I think back then, he had practiced for more than half a year before he could reach the fifth level of fighting.
Qi has reached the sixth stage, and now this speed is already terrifying.
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After sending out a Bajibeng, Xiao Yan's whole body was like a sponge that had been squeezed dry suddenly. The sore and numb pain was constantly eroding the nerves. The veins on his arms were beating slightly like cramps. It was due to excessive exertion.
signs of.
Licking his mouth, Xiao Yan turned his head slightly with difficulty and looked at his right elbow, which was already red...
"Hiss..." The corner of his mouth cracked, Xiao Yan took a breath of cold air, and murmured with a wry smile: "No wonder I have to go through such harsh beating training, otherwise, with this blow, it will not break the tree, but my arm, right?"
, this Baji Beng is simply competing to see whose body is harder."
Lying exhausted on the cold boulder, Xiao Yan's slightly rapid breathing slowly calmed down, but the soreness and numbness in his body made him not want to move a finger anymore.
With Xiao Yan's sixth level of Dou Qi at this time, he could only use one Baji Beng at most, and after using it, he would be completely out of power until his physical strength was restored.
Xiao Yan raised his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked lazily at the floating clouds in the blue sky. The breeze blew by, blowing a strand of black hair and hitting his forehead.
Deep in the body, the foundation-building spirit liquid that has been absorbed for several months is quietly seeping out from every corner of the body at this moment, repairing the tired muscles and cells without leaving a trace, allowing them to repair them as quickly as possible.
Bring strength to the master.
"Teacher, how long will it take for me to advance to the seventh dan?" Xiao Yan suddenly whispered with his eyes closed slightly.
As long as he reaches the seventh dan, he will be qualified to enter the Dou Qi Pavilion to search for skills. Although he no longer looks down on the Xiao family's Dou Qi skills, he must have this qualification because it is related to
His father's face.
A breeze blew by, and Yao Lao's transparent figure appeared next to the boulder.
Staring at the young man with a smile in his eyes, Yao Lao first looked at the broken tree on the ground, nodded slightly, pondered a little, and said with a smile: "Your cultivation speed is a bit beyond my expectation. Originally, I thought that even if you have the spirit
With the help of liquid, it will take you a year to enter the seventh stage... Maybe it's because you were too depressed before, but now you have rebounded, you are even more crazy. According to this progress, you will definitely be able to enter the seventh stage within two months.
Seven levels of fighting spirit."
Hearing this, Xiao Yan's lips curved slightly. He wanted to know what the expressions of those clansmen who had ridiculed him in the past three years would be when they saw him showing off his strength? He was in the hall that day.
What he said to Nalan Yanran, could it be that he was not saying it to them?
"I, Xiao Yan, could create miracles three years ago, and three years later, I can still do it!" His eyes flickered slightly, and Xiao Yan remembered that half a year ago, in the hall, among the disdainful and mocking glances, the young man's somewhat lonely back looked stubborn and stubborn.
Persistence!
"Nalan Yanran, I am crawling towards you step by step. Just wait patiently. We will meet in Yunlan Sect three years later!"
The corner of his mouth suddenly raised a hint of unruliness, and the young man jumped up suddenly, raised his head and roared at the endless sky.
Looking at the roaring young man, Yao Lao smiled slightly and did not stop him. People need pressure to mature. Now Xiao Yan has enough talent. What he needs is a kind of spurring pressure! The appearance of Nalan Yanran,
Set up the best pressure for him.
"Take her as your trial stone. You still have a long way to go to become strong!"
"Let's go home and practice!"
After roaring for a few times, the smile on Xiao Yan's face became even happier. He jumped off the boulder, waved to Yao Laoyi, and rushed towards the foot of the mountain with a bright smile.