Looking at the godless sword master on the side, Tianfeng sighed.
When people get older, they always think of the past. The sword master had a rough life and encountered too many storms and waves, but he survived them all.
However, there are some things that the sword master really cannot forget. Those are the unforgettable pain for the sword master.
Before people leave this world, they will think of unforgettable things during their lifetime, and Tianfeng is also a little sad.
Perhaps, in a few years, the sword master's time will come...
Unable to bear the sword master being immersed in memories, Tianfeng said: "Don't think about it, let him go by the past. You don't want to train him, I sent him here. In fact, this is also the intention of the sect master..."
"Sect Master?" The sword master came back to his senses and asked.
"How do you think he can enter the inner sect by directly passing the first place in the outer sect disciple competition? For you, the sect master set this precedent. Among our three brothers, you are the most promising, and you are also the one who encountered this.
At most, the eldest brother doesn’t want you to regret, so as long as there is something he can satisfy you, he will satisfy you." Tianfeng sighed.
"I have been outside for so many years and have never come back. When I came back, I lived in seclusion and brought a big incident to the sect. I didn't expect that big brother..." the sword master said in a low voice.
"We are all brothers, why are you talking about this? Just train Mo Tian well. I am here to see him this time. I attach great importance to this boy in the outer sect. Now it is easier for you. If you train him for me, I will be useless."
You are the only one asking!" Tianfeng frowned and threatened.
"No! Just don't worry." The sword master smiled.
Rolling his eyes at the sword master, Tianfeng said: "After so many years, your temperament still hasn't changed."
"I don't believe it! I can't move this iron lump out yet!" Mo Tian was furious.
Countless failures did not weaken Mo Tian's confidence at all, but made Mo Tian want to move out this thousand kilograms of iron wood even more.
After resting, Mo Tian immediately tried to push Tie Mu up.
If holding it didn't work, Mo Tian tried to push it!
Boom——
Tiemu fell aside again, and Mo Tian was furious: "Asura Bronze Body!"
The blood-copper light on his body shone brightly, and Mo Tian suddenly held the lower part of Tiemu and pushed Tiemu upwards.
Creak——
A harsh sound resounded in the house, and Tiemu was pushed upwards by more than five meters by Mo Tian's power.
"It's done!" Mo Tian was overjoyed.
Although it is only five meters, it is a good start!
Boom——
The iron wood fell to the ground and made a muffled sound.
"Breathe...breathe..."
Taking a deep breath, Mo Tian's eyes gleamed with blood, and he held the iron wood in his hand again to push it up.
呲——
The sound of gold and iron rubbing together sounded again. Compared with the last time, this time it was almost six meters higher.
This was an improvement, and it greatly increased Mo Tian's confidence, pushing Tie Mu upwards again and again.
Hitting the pit again and again.
The pothole became deeper and deeper, and after several trips back and forth, the pothole in Motian actually exceeded 25 meters.
However, Mo Tian didn't care. He knew that as long as he could find a point and find a way to push hard, Tiemu Juedu could go up!
Even though he keeps sinking, the height he can push out is also increasing every time.
When you are tired, rest; if you are well rested, continue!
Looking at Mo Tian who failed again and again and continued again and again, the sword master showed a smile on his face.
"This kid Mo Tian is very energetic, even much better than that kid."
"His physical fitness is very strong. I am very curious about what his physical fitness is and why he is so strong." Tianfeng said.
"This is his secret. We don't need to know it. I never like to inquire about other people's secrets. This is his physique. It's useless for us to know it. We might as well think about how to train him and make him stronger."
The sword master said.
"Tell me, can Mo Tian move Tiemu out?" Tianfeng asked suddenly.
"I believe him." The sword master looked at the failure in the pothole and continued to move the iron wood. Mo Tian, who failed again but continued to move the iron wood, had a smile on his face.
"He has his own obsession, and it is this obsession that allows him to surprise us."
"You also tried to move Ironwood, but can you be like him, who was exhausted in the morning and came back after resting in the afternoon to continue moving?"
"Can you continue to try new methods after failing like this once with him, until now you can get Ironwood close to the entrance of the cave?"
The sword master kept asking, and Tianfeng shook his head.
A second-level warrior was carrying an iron tree that even a strong Qi player could not shake. He was not discouraged after countless failures.
Just with this will, Jian Lao looked at Mo Tian with admiration.
The road to making a sword is long. Without perseverance and willpower, you will never succeed. If you don't persevere, you will only keep going backwards.
"Let's see, he will bring us a surprise." Jian Lao smiled and continued to look at Mo Tian.
The repeated failures made Mo Tian feel more and more that he was getting closer to that layer of membrane. As long as he pierced through it, the thousand kilograms of iron wood would be able to push it out of the twenty-five-meter hole!
Stopping and looking at the thousand kilograms of iron wood in front of him, Mo Tian fell into deep thought.
When he pushed from the center of the iron wood, he was bearing the full weight of a thousand kilograms of iron wood and could only push out five meters.
When I deviated a little and pushed out, it rose a little.
It deviates further and rises a little further.
However, at the very edge, when pushed out, it is only five meters, the same as when it is at the center!
If he could find a spot on the iron wood, the force he would push out would become a little stronger.
Sudden!
A word appeared in Mo Tian's mind.
"Four taels is a thousand pounds!"
This is a skill among martial artists, and it is also a very difficult skill to master.
He needs to find the optimal point of the object he wants to move out, and then use his power to move out with several times the intensity.
The middle is not this point.
The very edge is not this point!
So, what's the midpoint between the two?
Thinking of this, Mo Tian was immediately overjoyed. He sat down cross-legged and began to recover all his previous consumption. He wanted to try this midpoint in the best possible condition!
Watching Mo Tian sit down, Jian Lao had a smile on his face.
"Mo Tian seems to have realized something. I have a hunch that Mo Tian will bring us a surprise later."
An hour-long recovery.
Mo Tian opened his eyes suddenly, blood gleamed in his eyes, and Shura's copper body directly attached to his body.
Clapping his palm between the two points, Mo Tian shouted: "Four taels can move a thousand catties!"
His right arm suddenly held the thousand-jin iron wood and pushed it upward!
Boom——
A huge muffled sound exploded from the pit.
I saw a piece of iron wood flying directly out of the 25-meter-deep hole.
boom--
Smashing to the ground, the thousand-pound iron wood once again made a big hole.
Mo Tian's body flew directly out of the pit and landed gently on the ground. Looking at the thousands of pounds of iron wood flying out of the pit, Mo Tian fell into deep thought.
In the darkness, Jian Lao smiled as he watched this scene happen.
"Let me just say, this kid Mo Tian will not let me down."