Triple Yellow Oze 24093;
If the period was about a month, there wasn't that much time left. That's why the faster the training, the better. As soon as the conversation was over, I maximized the internal air of the whole body.
Kuku ku ku...
The moment the air reached the limit, the earth trembled and the light in the eye shook. I wasn't conscious and using any technique, but the power of the air made me think upside down about the rocks around me. She said as if she was tired of seeing him outside about three chapters.
"I can't believe it. It's amazing. It really must be ten times higher than my internal air..."
"I have nothing to brag about but internal affairs."
"Khahaha, humble."
A single, smiling black horse said.
"Bondi, if I were you and my assailant, I wouldn't be standing here right now. That's the upper limb of the Moorish as you know it. But I'm still talking to you, holding on. How do you think that's possible?"
I listened to the sword and pondered and replied.
"The power of will."
"That's right."
She folds her arms. He was speaking, staring at me.
"My will is now a pillar of light in heaven and on earth. The power that your inner dominion spreads, it spreads naturally to my will. Do you know what this means?"
"I'm not sure."
"It is impossible to apply internal pressure to someone who has the will to apply it freely. Anyone with more internal skills than you could count on three fingers in the whole world."
"Ah…!"
I see!
It was only then that I realized why Lee Kwang, Jin Xu Chung, and the Magistrates didn't get scared at all after seeing my strong inner space. It was not just the slightest difference, but the willingness to remove the power of inner space naturally. Then all that remained was pure nothing (), so I had no reason to fear them.
The gumma was a horse.
"But don't think your internal affairs are useless. Intention is a highly expendable luxury container. It is impossible to demonstrate such power with will unless you have the basic, destructive, and endurance within yourself. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"I understand."
According to the sword, if the inner aircraft is useless and danceless, the Libyan Church cannot cultivate such craftsmanship and produce the ultimate master. After all, Inner Air is a precious thing that enhances the fundamental abilities of a Blader. Moreover, it proves that a magician with an infinite inner circle of Lords and Lords stands in superior dominance over other cerebral neonatal masters.
She said.
"Now you can waste the inner circle all you want."
"Hmm… should we consume it as soon as possible?"
"Of course. If you just survive the power outage, you'll be gone all day."
When I heard the sword's words, I thought I had no choice.
'Knng... Even if I just pour out my inner air, it regenerates quickly and cannot be easily consumed. Then it is better to use the name of the brain.'
Brainstorming is a massively internal feasting technique, so it has the optimum requirements for this situation. If you use brainpower and deploy it like crazy, you could consume it all in one diet.
What do I do...? '
There is only one reason to hesitate.
Brainwave dysfunction.
Among the techniques of the encephalonephrine, where there was so much viscosity and technology, only a handful of people, including bi-light, received the supreme misunderstanding of the encephalonephrine. As powerful as it is, exposing it to outsiders is dangerous on its own. However, if the martial arts genius is seen in the eyes of the Black Horse Moon Dragon several times, it is possible for him to discover weaknesses or follow similar techniques. That is why he hesitated to show it to the sword in his previous life.
But I soon decided.
'Fuck you! You threw away a brain kidney! "
Even if I raise a brain kidney as opposed to the future of the Libyan Church, I can't help feeling like shit right now. I have just realised that Lee has been deceived a lot in the past, and in my previous life I am not even a neonatal brain, and I don't have a one-sided meal with Lee. Even if I leak my brain name, I don't even need to feel guilty.
As soon as I finished thinking, I cast my brainstorm.
"Hot!"
Quacking!!
In an instant, the entire body was struck by lightning as the brains (63817; ) rose. In the cerebral cortex, which appeared to be a massive encephalocele made of encephaloceles, the black horse seemed surprised.
"No?"
Kieing -
The moment he was surprised, I quickly spread all the greatest theft I had ever learned. Starting with the encephalogram, it led to the specimen of a full boreal exam, and within it, a flexible transition was unfolded, connected to the festival cerebral cortex.
Up to that point, it was only a hundred and fifty seconds, and then Black Qi and Black Qi began to swirl around the encephalocele and spread their swords of oysters and axes. I realized that my understanding was much deeper than before while expanding the optosphere of the pagan sect. It was because they shared with the brain reproductives and honed vigorously.
The faster the flow, the quicker the quarantine. I threw away sixteen pieces of petals that were flowing around me in an instant and connected to the most confident sword, the Everlasting Lands. It was the most spectacular blade in the full moon.
KikiGig
At the end of the Great Depression, he blew a giant brain in the perforation like he had promised. I was a lightning bolt, a technique of love for me. A lightning bolt the size of a dozen chapters flew through the sky and split the cloud in half.
'... but there's still a little internal air left.'
I thought about what to do and eventually crushed the phantom in the air. The ghost that the red moon delivered to the pupils of the brain kidneys had tremendous power because of the hole in the three fingers of the brain kidney. Especially because it has a very wide range, it is a very good non-worker for dealing with miscreants.
Guaguava
Only after dozens of shots of demonic fire did I fall rapidly into a single pile of cold air. About that time, the shepherd's stamina drops and gasps as he stands there, and the shepherd says frantically.
"Gosh... you've mastered the great artisans. Who the hell is your master? He really is the birthplace of the whole world."
"... just... a grumpy human being."
I slowly sat down, breathing on my back. And as I tried to play the crown jewel, suddenly the black horse stood me up with a wooden sword.
"Huh! Don't try to regain your strength. Deploy the bayonet again while you're at it."
"Yes…? As it is now?"
"Of course. Willingness doesn't just mean strong spirituality. To gain transcendent abilities, you have to push your mind to the limit a few dozen times to get it off your chest. Usually at the end of a life tournament or a big money-o, but you have so much internal space, it's a big barrier to realize that way."
"I understand."
I gripped my teeth and forced myself into a position. I caught the leader of the sword, and the shepherd summoned me.
"Move! Move anyway! Until my heart explodes!"
"......!!"
It feels like it's been a long time. To date, I have never breathed to the extreme because I have been worried about death, conserving minimal internal air and saving my health. The devastating pain of the body in just a short while swept through the whole body, making it very deadly.
"Khh... khh... khh..."
This feeling is unknown to anyone who has not felt it. I feel like my body has been dismantled for a year and I want to lose my mind and collapse. I feel like I want to kill the person who said that when I say run more. I feel like I'm about to bleed out and die on a full-body turkey as soon as I do the next move.
But I was moving.
I've already wasted decades! I can't go around anymore even if it's a little hard!! '
I screamed from within. Get stronger before my humanity wears off! Otherwise, it is impossible to achieve both the "happy life" and the "goal." At the end of hell, you begin to move your body with difficulty, even with a willingness to regain consciousness.
It flashes right in front of your eyes. This is what happens when you reach the limit of health. These flashes make my eyesight go death.If I don't wake up soon, I'll collapse. I get back up again, thinking I need to strengthen my mind.
"Ahhhh!!"
You make your move screaming.
Just to realize my intentions!
I don't care if I get my mind blown up in here somehow!
When I came to my senses, I could see the ceiling. I woke up, but a new outfit was changed. As I raise my torso from my bed, I hear a familiar voice.
"Is he awake?"
The sword is coming into the bedroom. Perhaps I came to my senses when I woke up. She tugs the chair next to her and says,
"It's been only a day since you got confused."
"I see..."
"Do you feel conscious?"
I sat still, thinking and shaking my head.
"No..."
"Then what do you think your training was?"
I said an honest heart.
"I just... think it was a hell of a drill."
"That's right. Efficiency is a hell of a drill. It's just a way of pushing, restoring, and repeating health. Anyone who goes through this is a beginner in martial arts."
"......"
"Don't think you can get it in one day. The only thing that matters is whether or not you can hold on to the limits of your will."
In other words, hell training is just a means. It was a matter of whether I could elicit the ultimate will called 'will' from the situation before the union I experienced at the end of hell training. I understood that and nodded slightly, and she said.
"But I'm curious about one of your skills."
"Tell me."
"A sword made of free material to pull and push space... It's very similar to the skills of a famous dragon. Are you related to the Pagans?"
"......!!"
I looked at him in surprise.
If you say you are a Myeong-ryong, you are the most practical of the Shamans! Friendship with the Trinity Trinity! Why did the great dragon come out of here?
But I soon understood the logical causal relationship in my head.
'Yes... the great dragon already knew about oyster swords and astronomical swords! And as the shaman foreman said, he was the only master of the sword study in the current sect. Then there's a good chance…'
I pondered and said:
"My teacher is not a pagan. And that sword I learned was not passed on to my teacher."
"What are you talking about?"
"By chance, I was able to acquire the aesthetic of a former pagan master. It's not an emergency form, it's an epiphany in his head, and he's got a knack for it. So we don't even know the name of the shaman."
As I roughly looked around, she was amazed.
"Indeed... it is."
"But does the great dragon use a sword similar to mine? How do you know that?"
"Hmm… that."
She picks up a cup of tea next to her and takes a sip.
"Myeong-ryong and I are enemies."
"Yes?"
"The reputation of a great dragon is not well known for its time, but it really is the best division of its true sect. I have achieved a revolt of rebellion, and I have also obtained the hardship of the winning sword. He's half as good at the top of the line as the Trinity, so I can't consciously collide with him."
"......!!"
I was surprised by what she said.
"Does this mean that the Shaman of the Wudang Clan is the best swordsman in the world? '
When an astrologer who regards the world as a gumiho judges others, he is made to cut down the subject thoroughly and be strict. It is meaningless whether you are forced to rate yourself or judge others, so you have to make a cold assessment. The fact that he claimed to be an enemy means that the Black Horse Gate Dragon and the Shaman Myeongsaw Dragon are probably the strongest among Mado Palmas.
The gumma was a horse.
"Of course, we don't make these judgments without ever meeting them. Myeong-ryong and I fought a battle about twenty years ago, and I remember a sword used by the Myeong-ryong God at that time. The sword has the power to bend or pull space with its free material, so it's the same as yours."
"I see."
I suddenly remembered and asked.
"So what if your shaman is compared to the White Martial Arts Lion?"
"Hmmm... that's a real question of my pride."
Did I say something wrong again?
"I'm... sorry."
Then she shakes her hands with a bitter smile.
"No. They won't, but they'll want to know about it. You're the first person to ask."
"My sincerest apologies."
"Hmmm. The answer to that question is no." "
"Is the Magistrate so powerful?"
The black horse nodded at my greeting.
"Yes. I've also fought the Lion of Magistrate, of course I can say that."
"......!!"
"When was it... yes, ten years ago. He was the guardian of the Ring of Revelation. A man who claimed to be a Reception-Proofing Lawyer wanted to know about my skills in ruling the Middle East Safa."
The fortunate black horse takes a sip of a slightly cooled cup of tea.
"I was a loser. I couldn't last a hundred seconds out of his hands."
Is that all you got?
In my mind, I compared the skills of the shaman warrior to the skills of the sword.
"Isn't this from ten years ago? You can beat him if you're a no-man 's-land watcher."
In my answer, she glanced at me and said.
"Why are you talking like you've seen the Magistrate before?"
"I just... thought that in a decade, the doorway would have made great progress."
She smiles bloody as I speak.
"Well, maybe. But what I felt at the time was overwhelming. I thought it would be impossible to defeat him even if Myeong-ryong and I fought together."
"That... that can't be it."
I muttered a little.
At this rate, I had many opportunities to confront the lawyers and compare their skills. Moreover, it was frequently witnessed by cerebral neonatal masters fighting with the Lion of the Law. If anyone knows the power of the Lion better than I do, they are at best the best of the fanatics and the spirit.
And the skills of the stylist warrior dragon dragon I was aware of in my head, was never enough to overwhelm the Black Horse Seo Moon Dragon. At best, I thought I would be able to overcome them with the overwhelming force of the Legion and be victorious in the long run.
Is the receiver magician extraordinarily strong? '
That's all I can think about.
As it turns out, the receiver is the strongest of the current Pyongyang defense laws. As the saying goes, the Reading Jun, who is the direct descendant and leader of the reception, was likely to outperform the other lawyers.
This was fairly important information. When I was reminiscing about it in my head, she said.
"You must have a connection to the Libyan church you can't reveal. Then I'll give you my advice."
"Yes..."
"Never fight the Vaginans. And even if you do, don't touch the receiver. Their shameless deeds are not of human birth."
"......"
It gives me goose bumps.
Even a sword without a sword can be used as a free material. Compared to this light, it is difficult to hide its superiority. In other words, he is a superstar who diligently admires the underworld. It is hard to believe that such a sheath would warn you to avoid fighting the receptacles.
What is receiver free?
She said as I was pondering in my mind.
"Then get up. We don't have time for a month, so we'll start training as soon as we wake up."
"I understand."
I gripped my teeth. No matter how fierce you are, it is a tremendous hardship to burn dozens of times until you become unconscious after killing your physical strength to the worst. I thought my head would explode in the inferno ahead, but I pushed myself back to the training ground.