Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Uncle Fu! ”

Wei Changsheng's face pulled down on the spot, suppressing the airways of anger, "What does that mean? In the past, let's not say Captain Shi and Captain Bear. Even when the Bear Clan and everyone practiced together, everything was the same! Who is this sand scorpion? It's so raw. How can we have such a big silver pig by ourselves, and we can only eat a little pig into the water? ”

“What great contribution did he make to the tribe, or could he take out a top beast in the Battle of Robbery? ”

“I know him! ”

An Iron Bear Blaster stared dead at Li Yao for a long time and finally remembered, patting his head, screaming, “This sand scorpion only joined the tribe a month ago. It is said that he saved the Witchhorse's inflammation by fighting two emperors in the wild. Therefore, he was poisoned and his brain was a little unclear! ”

“That's right! ”

So, another member of the team remembered, sniffled, “A month ago, when we and the Wind Commandos tested in action, Witchhorse flame brought this kid to the scene to watch the game, and he was frightened by a wolf toothpick, his ass sat on the ground, his face was white, he was shaking, and he couldn't climb up for half a day! ”

“What!”

Wei Changsheng couldn't help laughing, “You said that, I also remembered that there seemed to be such a coward, didn't we talk about it for a long time after we went back? ”

“It's just a wolf's toothpick! What if it explodes in person? Don't move, we bear bears don't even blink! I don't even know where this coward came from! I didn't know it was him! ”

“Humph, what's so great about killing two Emperor Sand Scorpions? If I meet them, I'll kill them all! ”

“The sheikh was so unjust in this matter that he saved his righteous son, even though Witchhorse flame is a rare teenage genius in the tribe, don't treat him like this! ”

The more people said, the more the fire, the more the shouting, the colder the door of the single training room opened, the more a shady wind blew through, Li Yiu muscle exhausted, and shook out.

He was sweaty, his waist fluttered, his eyes slightly distracted.

Seems like the cultivation just now, completely squeezed out all the energy, thunder in the belly rolling, only food in the eyes, not paying attention to the noise of the crowd, the nose wings shrugging, smelling the flesh, walking towards the silver tattooed war pig.

Many Iron Bear Blaster teammates turned a blind eye to him and ignored him.

Wei Changsheng smiled coldly and crossed a step, blocking Li Yao and the silver-type war pig.

Li Yao's hair was wet with sweat and hung wet on his face. With a slight indifferent look, he passed through the gap between his hair and faintly swept Wei Changsheng's eyes.

At one glance, Wei Changsheng's smile on his face was completely frozen. It was like a frozen hell in absolute zero degrees. His face was pale, his eyes jumped and he couldn't say a word for half a day.

Li Yao quietly circled around from him, lifted the large tray containing food, walked stumbling, dragged his front foot behind him and walked out.

“Scorpion, if you don't finish eating here, do you have to go down there and practice?” Fu Dong asked strangely.

Li Yao didn't even have the strength to speak. He nodded and disappeared outside the door.

Everyone was deterred by an unidentified breath, and no one came out to stop him, watching him grow.

It was not until three seconds after his disappearance that the nearly clotted air was thawed, and everyone swallowed a spontaneous sip of spit.

Wei Changsheng seemed to have been strangled by the death of an invisible strange hand. He had already held his face in iron and blue. Until this moment, he coughed loud, and his back was full of sweat.

Terrible!

It was horrible looking at each other for a moment!

Like a true warrior troupe, standing in front of him, standing high, staring at him without expression!

If he moves a little bit more, he'll be killed!

“Long win, what happened, why didn't you just stop the kid? ”

“The guy is skinny, not even two meters, not even your chest! ”

“Why don't you punch him in the face and grab the silver pig! ”

“Damn, we practiced day and night in the wilderness, we were tortured, we couldn't even eat half a mouthful of silver-tone war pigs, why is this little white face of fine skinned meat practicing in a refreshment room without wind and rain, we can eat silver-tone war pigs! ”

“Unfair! The sheik is so unfair! We're going to talk to the sheikh! ”

All the Iron Bear Blaster players who slowed down the divine arrival were a little embarrassed by their retreat, yelling.

Only Wei Changsheng and his soul remained defenceless.

Fu Dong glanced at these people with a smile in his mouth. “Do you think you can eat silver tattooed warfare pork even if you are tortured?" ”

An Iron Bear Blaster shouted: "This time we went out, it was an actual drill, breaking the nest of nine demonic beasts in one breath! I don't know how many demons to kill! This isn't crazy. What's crazy? We don't deserve it. Who deserves it? ”

Fu Dong Huoran got up and coldly said: “I said the sand scorpion is more qualified than you, you certainly don't believe me, then come with me to see how they practiced it, so as to avoid embarrassment in front of the elders. ”

“Look, what's so great, we also saw the cultivation process just now, not to mention, just the grinning of teeth, dying, it doesn't look like he's any good! The true Iron Plains man, even if one leg is bitten off by the demon beast, must not change color, use the other leg to kick off the demon beast's big teeth! ”

The phrase gave rise to a laugh, and someone clapped loudly.

Fu Dong smiled faintly and introduced everyone into the single-person training room.

Wei Changsheng was also squeezed inside, some foxed around, muttering: “It's no different, isn't it the true lock of thirty times the pressure? Who hasn't experienced it! Squat weighs only 1,500 kilos, so I can make a dozen or twenty at random! ”

Fu Dongfang had no expression: “First, 1,500 kilograms of squatting, only after six or seven hours of insane practice, the weight used in the final recovery, just relaxing, I won't tell you how much the limit squatting weight is, and you don't believe me. ”

“Second, look carefully, people's real air lock is not 30 times, but 50 times! ”

“What!”

All Iron Bear Blaster players are foolish.

Thirty times the true air impact of pressure is already the limit of ordinary refiners. Even masters like them are reluctant to recall what a terrible experience it is to bear the true air impact of thirty times the pressure!

Fifty times what is this concept?

Fu Dong smiled and said: “This set of real air locks is made by the sand scorpion itself. It can trigger up to fifty times the pressure of real air impact. ”

“He wore a real lock like this and practiced for six or seven hours, until eventually he could finish five sets of 1,500 kilograms of squatting. ”

“There are hundreds of true balloons that he consumes every time he practises! ”

Everyone was an expert, and instantly assessed the strength of Li Yao's training, not by the creeps.

Fu Dong pointed to the steel target at the corner of the practice room: “What's the difference if you look at this target again? ”

The fox suspected that the target was made of "black rock gold”, a common metal on Iron Original, with shallow fist prints on it.

It's not unusual, however, for each of them to have a deeper, clearer fist print on the steel when all their efforts explode.

Fu Dong Gao Shenmo said: “Touch it. ”

Wei Changsheng refused to believe in evil, stretching out a finger to touch the target surface gently, his eyes instantly widened: “So hot, at least a few hundred degrees! ”

“Exactly. ”

Fu Dong backed his hands and said, “Perhaps you think that the highest realm of striking this kind of steel fist target is that each fist can be deeply depressed, so that the target is filled with your fist prints, the deeper and clearer the fist prints, the more powerful. ”

“But the sand scorpion is able to convert most of its destructive power into thermal energy, under indiscriminate bombardment, raising the temperature of the target by 420 degrees! ”

“This, again, is the result of wearing the shackles of true chi and going through several hours of heavy training. ”

“I even suspect that if he eats and drinks well, feeds sharply, and has no burden whatsoever, he can directly ‘melt’ this target alive! ”

Everyone looked at each other and stunned their tongues.

Fu Dong looked at their faces and laughed: “Do you think his training will be so simple? I'm telling you, the reason for building such a single-person workshop is because he needs to practice in extreme environments! ”

“By the time you saw it, he was already doing his final relaxation, recovery, oxygen levels in the single-person workshop, about 5 percent, three quarters less than the most comfortable environment in the human body. ”

“And in true practice, more than once, he drains all the air in the practice room and enters a quasi-vacuum state! ”

Now, Wei Changsheng and others are completely appalled.

In a vacuum, withstand 50 times the true air impact of high pressure and practise wildly!

This scorpion, where did it come from?

“Him, he's been practicing like this? ”

Wei Changsheng stumbled and asked, for some reason, when he remembered Li Yao's desolate and cold eyes, he gave a few letters.

Fu Dong nodded, his expression was equally subtle, and he sighed a long time, “Since you went to practice in the wilderness, he has come here every day to practice the limits I never thought possible. ”

“I have also been in charge of this training room for twenty or thirty years. I have seen many strong iron and copper pourers. In those days, the bears were endless. Your captain, the stones were fierce, and the bears of the Wind Commandos were genuine, including the newest rise of the juvenile genius, Witchhorse inflammation. … All of them were extremely mindful and resolute. All of them have gone through an incredibly cruel cultivation. ”

“But this is the first time I've ever seen such a monster! ”

“How much power do you say those who can practise like this will play in the Battle of Heavenly Robbery, and are they entitled to swallow a silver-tone war pig alone? ”

Wei Changsheng was silent and suddenly put a genuine pneumatic lock bracelet around his wrist, biting his teeth, twisting to the limit, 50x the impact of high pressure real pneumatic!

“Ah!”

Wei Changsheng shouted like a pig, as if struck by lightning, fell on the ground, and jumped like a prawn thrown into the oil pan, hurting straight to her mother.

“No, Nagato spits foam. He's fainting! ”

“Save someone! ”

There was a big mess in the workshop.