MTL - Ancient One-Chapter 7 The road to the strong
Yu Hezheng was shocked and looked blank. Until now, he still doesn't know what is going on. This kid doesn't feel a little bit of force, and from the point of view of the action, although the mysteriousness is incomparable, but it is not enough, otherwise he will not just be so shocked by the blood.
If he is in peacetime, he may be cautious. But at the moment, I still stand by my goddess, and I can't lose this face anyway. He screamed with anger and was about to rush up. A woman in Tsing Yi, who was next to her, finally spoke up. "Yu Xuechang, forget it."
Yu Hezheng is full of shame and anger. "Lando, you wait another five minutes. I have forgotten this kid. I must take this training room for you!"
Rolando shook his head and said: "Forget it, this practice room was originally occupied by him."
Li Yunyan’s eyelids jumped slightly and he said, “Is it you?”
A beautiful and beautiful face was reflected in his eyes, and his thoughts suddenly waved.
Rolando looked at Li Yunqi with amazing eyes and said softly: "I can't think of you being able to cultivate strength, and you started to practice skills. Li is really rich in resources. The trick was really good. But without skill, It’s always a shelf, not a countertop.”
Li Yunqi’s look is somewhat weird, but he agrees: “You are doing a good job.”
Yu and his face are more and more difficult to look, staring at Roland: "Lando, do you know him?"
Rolando did not answer, but smiled a little, and said to Li Yun: "So you want to defeat me, it is impossible, the gap between us will only grow bigger and bigger. In fact, you are the young master Li, even if you can't There will be a good future in cultivation, why bother to be so persistent."
"Little Master Li?" Yu Hezheng changed his face and said with amazement: "Is Li’s famous waste young master?" His face suddenly became strange, and Li Yun’s reputation was heard. It was a waste that could not be cultivated. Even the masters of the Swordsmen's Guild have no choice.
"It turned out that the kid was the famous waste. No wonder he couldn't feel the power."
"It turned out that he used to walk the way of technique. The martial arts are brilliant, and they naturally have an advantage in the same level of battle. However, if you drop the 10th meeting and meet the master, it will be useless to play tricks."
"Hey, I heard that Li’s waste was madly pursuing Rolando before, and it was later hit, and I will give up."
"Hey, how is life famous, no strength, the same waste! Rolando is a famous beauty, of course, it is impossible to see him."
Li Yunxiao knew that she had misunderstood, and a strange emotion in her heart. Before the ancient flying soul had not yet awakened, she did pursue her for a while.
He still remembers at the time, she said very resolutely at that time, "My husband must be a hero in the sky, and he will be a **** in the future! Even if your life is so prominent, it is a martial waste. Unless you can beat me one day, I will consider it a little."
Li Yunxuan still remembers that those words brought a huge blow to himself and he was even more self-destructive. But at this moment, he is not a simple Li Yunzhen, but an ancient flying! In the last world, crying and yelling at the top beauty who begged him, holding hands can circle the second circle of Tianwu.
Although Rolando is fresh and beautiful, it is still a lot worse than the peerless beauty that he used to look tired of. Therefore, he is extremely strange at the moment and has a strange feeling.
"Hey, a young master of waste also wants to chase you, really not self-reliant!" Although Yu Hezheng suffered a bit of loss, but after knowing that Li Yunqi was a waste, he immediately felt very good.
Li Yunxiao slightly lifted his gaze and glanced at him. The sharp gaze was like a knife blade. He directly penetrated Yu Hezheng's heart and scared him into a shock. He immediately closed his mouth and the cold sweat on his forehead leaked out.
"I think you are misunderstanding. No matter whether I am a waste or not, I will not fight with you. If there is nothing else, I have to cultivate." Li Yunxiao waved his hand and did not directly walk into the No. 013 practice. Room, closed the door.
Rolando looked awkward and looked so thoughtful.
Yu Hezheng is wide-eyed, and his heart has set off a huge wave. "What happened? It is a waste that cannot be opened by a chakra. Why just look at me and feel cold, like an abyss! God. What kind of look is that!"
He swallowed a hard mouth and looked at the closed door 013, with a cold sweat on his forehead. He suddenly found out that he seemed to have a sense of fear for Li Yunqi, so that when he faced Li Yunqi again, he could not afford the slightest war!
"Lando, look at your face, let him go this time, let's go." Yu Hezheng has a lingering fear, and he insists on supporting his face.
Rolando nodded and turned and left. Suddenly, a slight meal, said: "Yu Xuechang, just now Li Yunqi said it is good. Although your Fuhu fist is magnificent, but it has its own shape. If it can learn the essence, it will not be Li Yunxiao easily fell."
Yu Hezheng’s face was a piece of blue and red, and his eyes were full of shame and anger. He was already in the bones of Li Yunxiao.
After Li Yunqi entered the practice room, he glanced at the room, about a hundred square meters of space, which was empty. Only two pieces of black stone with a height of more than one meter were placed in the corner. The appearance of the adult type is obviously the target of practice. The top of it is full of punch marks and traces of swords, one of which has been severely damaged, not adult.
"The two pieces of black iron stone have been estimated for hundreds of years!" Li Yunxuan showed an appreciative gaze and stroked for a while. No matter where it is, in any era, there are a number of batches of warriors who are not afraid of hardships, endure hardships, and move toward the endless strongman.
"Drink!" Li Yunxiao whispered. "Now, when you are not sighing about these things, you must restore your strength as soon as possible! As long as you get through the meridians and consolidate your strength, I expect to return to the nine-day peak in ten years!"
From condensing vitality to nine-day peaks, even if you are genius, it will take hundreds of years to reach. Even if Emperor Wu was born again, no one but the second person dared to say such things. Because in addition to being the title of Emperor Wu, he is also a nine-level emperor!
"Hey!"
The squeaking sound of the fried beans in his body, the body bent back in an incredible posture. The hands and feet are connected to form a standard ring shape, and the musculoskeletal of the whole body begins to undergo subtle changes under this posture. In addition to the huge pain, there is also a strange power to swim around in the same time, unlike the spirit he used to be familiar with, this force completely swims in the muscles of the muscles, is pure force!
"Snapped!"
After supporting the seven interest rates, his whole person couldn't support it anymore. He flew straight and slammed into the wall. A large blood spurted out and his head was dizzy. But the wolf's face was full of smiles. "Haha, under ten times of gravity, the effect of the moon-yang style really doubles! Within three days, I can reach the physical level of the martial arts, and then hit the meridians. At least 60% of the grasp!"
When Li Yunzhen retired and repaired, his move to defeat Yu Hezhen was spread in the ten-fold gravity range. Everyone is pondering. Although martial arts are ridiculous, the use of ordinary people to defeat the martial arts of the seven-pulse peaks is still deeply shocking to everyone, and it has subverted the concept of some martial arts. The students who were present at the time, after everyone pondered, they all gained something. And Li Yunhao, this person, was also printed in their minds.
Rolando and Yu Hezheng also left the gravity zone one day later, but when Yu He was leaving, the sinister eyes stared at the door of the exercise room No. 013, and he could not swallow the person inside.
Three days later, the door of the exercise room No. 013 was finally opened, and a man with blood was coming out from the inside.
The students waiting for the room in the public area are showing their hustle and bustle. Who is this? It’s not awkward to say that the students who came here are leaving. The problem is that in addition to a look of embarrassment, this person is all bloodstains!
Thick **** skin covers the surface of the body, like a **** armor, deeply piercing! The thick sweaty smell and **** smell made the whole student's stomach rush, and several female students couldn't help it~www.novelbuddy.com~ vomited on the spot.
Except for the pair of bright stars, there is no human form at all!
Under the horrified eyes of everyone, Li Yunzhen walked directly into the transmission circle and disappeared into the ten-fold gravity interval. But what no one found was that when he came, he stepped and panted, but when he left, he was relaxed and relaxed.
"Who was that person just now? Is it so hard to torture yourself into a ghost?"
"I don't know. If I remember correctly, the man just defeated Yu Yunzheng's Li Yunhao!"
"What? It turned out to be him! Hey, no wonder the meridians can beat the Fengwu martial arts, the original cultivation of this life!"
"Oh, this is the power of love. Rolando promised, as long as Li Yunzhen can defeat her, give him the opportunity to pursue."
"Hey, Rolando is beautiful, but in his capacity as a young master of Li Jiada, I want to ask a few beautiful women of the same level."
"Who knows, but even if he works hard, he can't beat Rolando. How can martial arts be tricky, in the face of absolute power, it is just a clown show."
“Really, Rolando is the top five strongman in the freshman! I heard that I have reached the first level in the last month and become a real warrior!”
"Don't be emotional, try hard to sing the year! A waste and a girl are running ahead of us!"
"Ah!~"
Suddenly an exclamation came, and everyone looked up and saw that the student who was just preparing to enter the training room No. 013 stood in the door with a dull face.
