My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death-Chapter 489 - 462: Sparring Practice
Chapter 489: Chapter 462: Sparring Practice
“Master, is this giant eagle a Demon Venerable?” Xu Gang asked with doubt.
“If it weren’t a Demon Venerable, the railgun wouldn’t have been activated,” Xu Fan replied.
At this moment, a light curtain lit up in front of the two, showing the scene of the giant eagle Demon Venerable passing by this area.
It was disturbed by the ripple of Xu Fan’s Big Move, so it came from far away to take revenge.
“This poor thing didn’t even ask around about this place before passing through,” Xu Fan commented.
Soon, two Void Refining Stage puppets arrived from the sky, carrying the giant eagle back to the base.
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Not long after Xu Fan left, thousands of logistic magical puppets came to repair the area damaged by the two.
Everyone is responsible for protecting the environment.
Hidden Spirit Island, in a mortal city.
Li Leihu returned home with a dispirited expression.
At this time, the middle-aged butcher had just completed his mission and went offline to rest.
By now, the middle-aged butcher had become a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, which surprised even himself. Could it be that he was a natural talent in cultivating immortality?
As soon as the middle-aged butcher logged off, he saw his disheartened son.
“What’s wrong, Little Tiger?” the middle-aged butcher asked.
His proudest achievement was having his son become the Chief of the third generation disciples of the Hidden Spirit Sect, a feat more glorious than becoming a Top Scholar.
“Well, I was defeated by an Outer Sect disciple,” Li Leihu said.
“Being defeated isn’t the end of the world; you don’t think you’re the most powerful person around, do you?” The middle-aged butcher patted his son and laughed.
“Failure is nothing. Just continue to practice and fight back.”
“I know, but I just feel a little uncomfortable. It seems that I was a bit lax in my training before. I will definitely practice harder from now on,” Li Leihu said with determination in his eyes.
“That’s the spirit. There’s not much I can help you with in terms of cultivation.”
“However, I can pass on my years of fighting experience and techniques to you,” said the middle-aged butcher.
At this moment, Li Leihu’s eyes lit up.
That’s right, his father was a top-tier Tianjue Master in the game, with rich fighting experience and techniques. How had he never thought of this before?
“Dad, can you be my training partner?” Li Leihu looked at the middle-aged butcher with hopeful eyes.
“Silly boy, I’m your father; what’s there to consider about this?”
“Let’s go, log in, and I’ll teach you right now,” the middle-aged butcher said with a smile. As far as he was concerned, the happiness of his family was his own happiness.
Li Leihu returned to his bedroom and put on his gaming helmet.
In the virtual game, within a paid training site.
Controlling a Foundation Establishment Stage puppet, the middle-aged butcher slashed his own son’s head with an inconceivable angle.
On the edge of the training site, an array activated, and Li Leihu walked out with a shocked expression, as if he hadn’t recovered from the astonishment.
“Little Tiger, you’re weaker than I thought,” the middle-aged butcher frowned and said, swinging the Thunder Knife in his hand, creating a dazzling display of thunder.
“Dad, it’s not that I’m weak, you’re just too strong,” Li Leihu said in astonishment. He knew his father was a powerful Tianjue Master, but he never thought his father could beat him so effortlessly.
“You’re at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and I’m at the same level while controlling a Foundation Establishment Stage puppet.”
“Continue fighting until you can withstand one hundred of my attacks,” the middle-aged butcher said, starting another battle.
At night in the game, the middle-aged butcher took his son to a hotel for dinner.
“Dad, do you think you’re the strongest Tianjue Master in the Hidden Spirit Sect?” Li Leihu asked curiously while eating.
“How can I say, we can’t claim the first, but your old man dares to call himself the second.” The middle-aged butcher took a sip of wine and said with a smile.
“Second, then who is the first?”
“The first is a young man who is not much older than you, very powerful. Your father knew that he couldn’t beat him with a puppet from the moment he first laid eyes on him.” The middle-aged butcher recalled.
“He controls a Void Refining Stage Swordsman puppet, as if a Sword Immortal, bringing the Heaven Sword into the mortal realm, cutting through everything.”
“Unfortunately, he’s just a mortal.” The middle-aged butcher said regretfully.
“Even more powerful than my father, and he’s just a mortal?” Li Leihu was shocked.
Upon hearing his son’s words, the middle-aged butcher lowered his head and adjusted the Traveling Talisman at his waist.
Then he looked up at Li Leihu and said, “Let’s go, son, today I will show you how powerful this mortal is.”
Father and son returned to the training site, where they saw a man in a black robe waiting quietly in front of the training area.
As still and silent as an ancient reef that has been submerged for ten-thousand years.
At first glance, Li Leihu felt as if he was looking at a sharp sword standing between heaven and earth.
The man’s gaze swept over Li Leihu, and Li just felt a sword intent slashing into his soul.
“Butcher, what do you want with me?” the man said indifferently.
“My son is the chief of the Hidden Spirit Sect’s third generation disciples who want to learn from you through combat.” The middle-aged butcher said.
“I don’t want to provoke this eldest brother.” Li Leihu said hastily on the side.
“You want to learn from me?” The man looked at Li Leihu and said.
“I want to know how strong the most powerful Tianjue Master can be.” Li Leihu said.
“Then let’s give it a try.”
The man walked towards the training room, and a Foundation Establishment Stage basic Swordsman puppet appeared on the training field.
Li Leihu also stepped forward, holding a knife in his hand, and said to the man’s puppet, “Then I’ll not be polite.”
With that, he charged into the Swordsman puppet with his knife.
Then, just after one move, victory or defeat had been decided.
Li Leihu walked out of the respawn point?
“How can you be so strong!” Li Leihu said incredulously.
“Fighting a lot of battles will naturally increase your strength. Although you are very talented, you lack combat experience.” The man looked at Li Leihu and then at the middle-aged butcher.
“Since we’re here, let’s have a match today.”
“How about using Foundation Establishment Stage basic puppets?” The middle-aged butcher said.
“No problem.”
Finally, two basic puppets appeared on the training field.
Li Leihu was excitedly watching the battle from the sidelines, knowing that his father had given him a rare opportunity for a close-up view of the fight.
In the end, the battle began, and the two puppets were entangled in the fight.
Blades and swords clashed, the echoes of confrontation filled the air, like a magnificent symphony.
Similar speed, similar power, under different people’s control, the power varied greatly, but now these two powers seemed to have reached their peak.
Li Leihu was fascinated, feeling as if he had entered the palace of martial arts.
Each move of the two puppets was precise, or violent, or extremely fast, or yin.
Eventually, after an hour, the puppet controlled by the middle-aged butcher was stabbed in the spiritual energy core by the Swordsman puppet with a single sword.
“You’re very strong; when we reach the sixth rank puppeteer, you’ll be the strongest.” The man said indifferently.
