Above the wilderness. There was a young man standing, and behind him, a pair of bright wings slowly stretched.

The consumption of Wu Yuan's wings is too big, even Feng Hao, who is already a ground-level secret, can't afford to consume it, if he wants to support this pair of virtual wings, then, he can't fight with people at all.

"No wonder it is said that Wu Zong can control Wu Yuan's wings normally. ”

At this time, Feng Hao understood why the Burning Elders would say this.

Martial Spirit, it is not easy to support this pair of void wings, but, Wu Zong, it is different, even if it is a viscera, there is an extra vortex in his body, which can fully supply the consumption of this pair of void wings.

In desperation, Feng Hao could only take out a piece of Wu Jing.

He was a little eager to try it himself.

But it turns out that if you want to fly, it's not so simple.

"Babble!

Looking at Feng Hao, who was less than half a meter above the ground, flying crookedly, the small ball racket laughed wildly, constantly rolling on the ground, and the sound of ridicule came out of its mouth without concealment, making Feng Hao's hateful teeth itch.

"Bang!"

After falling down again, Feng Hao was not discouraged, glared at a certain unscrupulous little beast hatefully, sank slightly, and the wings behind him erupted again.

"Whew!

A pair of one-meter-long virtual wings, exuding shimmering brilliance, flickered one by one, dragging Feng Hao's body slowly into the air.

I haven't flown by myself, so I don't know the difficulty of flying, and when I practice it myself, I don't know how hard it is, and I want to fly.

Half a night has passed, Feng Hao has fallen down no less than a hundred times, and even Wu Jing has consumed two and a half pieces, but fortunately, he has more Wu Jing now, so he doesn't have to worry about this aspect at all.

"What's the problem?"

Falling again, Feng Hao frowned, and did not rush to the test flight.

After hundreds of times, he found that one of the first ones was that the wings were too thin, and there was no way to do this, because the martial arts realm was too low, so even if he flew, the speed was not fast, he could just fly.

Second, the wings are too difficult to control, and the tacit understanding of the same mind has not yet been run-in, which is also an important factor that makes him unable to preserve his balance.

"Plop!

A pair of virtual wings erupted again, this time, Feng Hao put all his mind on this pair of virtual wings, controlling the wings, slowly fanning, his body, slowly floating again.

"Balance!"

Feng Hao doesn't want to be able to fly now, he just wants to be able to stand in a balanced way, instead of staggering.

Only a foot off the ground, he closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, the little ball on the side stopped laughing, just lying there boredly, but a pair of bright eyes were full of banter.

However, after another hour of trying, Feng Hao's progress is also there.

A pair of virtual wings flapped slowly, although he didn't fly very high, but his figure was obviously stabilized, just a little swaying.

"Whew!"

Looking at the sky that had slowly whitened in the east, Feng Hao let out a sigh, sat down directly, and began to practice purple qi from the east.

This is a must, he feels that if these purple pupils are Dacheng, they will definitely have a great effect.

Phase stone?

That's just one of the uses

Walking all the way, rushing during the day, practicing flying at night, after five days, Feng Hao was finally able to maintain his balance completely.

He vaguely understands that maintaining balance is the beginning of flight, and if he can't even maintain balance, then what is there to talk about flying?

"Plop!

The wings flapped, and the body did not move.

Feng Hao opened his eyes, and there was an indescribable joy in his eyes.

"You should be able to fly, right?"

Although it is not enough, a pair of virtual wings are as agile as arms, but the frequency of thoughts can also keep up.

Test flight, Feng Hao naturally didn't dare to be too fast, controlled his wings, slowly fanned, and his figure slowly rose.

"Flying. ”

Looking at the ground under his feet, Feng Hao's heart was filled with a strange pride.

I finally flew with my own strength!

Next, he tried to start moving, and although it was clumsy, like a child walking a few years old, his balance was still very good.

"Ha Lu Ha!"

A playful voice came, so Feng Hao frowned, and when he looked at the source of the sound, he saw eleven figures, slowly approaching his side.

Slowly retracting Wu Yuan, his body also landed, and these eleven figures also came to the bonfire.

An old man, he exudes a majestic momentum all over his body, it seems that the heavens and the earth are also hooked for him, such an aura, Feng Hao can only be seen in Yuxiao.

"It's actually a martial artist?"

Feng Hao's heart trembled slightly, and after glancing at the other ten people, he found that all of them were very young, seven men and three women, all of them were above the realm of martial spirits, anyway, Feng Hao couldn't see through it.

However, he roughly estimated that at least half of these ten people were in the Martial Sect realm.

"Is it to go to the Great Contest of Nations?"

Rushing at night, led by a strong man, and exactly ten people, this is exactly in line with the conditions of the great competition of the nations.

Feng Hao was looking at them, and they were naturally looking at Feng Hao.

It is indeed very strange that a weak-crowned boy appears in the wilderness, without a mentor, and is practicing flying alone.

After looking back and forth, they were also shocked in their hearts.

Such a young man, without the guidance of a mentor, is already in the realm of martial arts, such a talent, it is not low, if you teach it well, thirty years ago, there is no problem in promoting the martial arts sect.

"It's not easy. ”

The old man's eyes were shining, and his mouth praised.

"Principal, what's so wrong with such a guy who can't even fly?"

Beside the old man, a man was immediately unconvinced when he heard him praise him.

Obviously, the old man must be an elder who does not often praise people.

"Humph!"

The old man snorted lightly and gave him a blank look, "Your kid has been promoted to the first rank of martial arts, how long did I teach you before you learned to fly?"

"I'll be able to fly in a month!"

The man looked very proud.

It took me a month to master balance and agility, which is really good.

"But he, no one to teach, he has mastered the balance, and he can fly, if you are you, can you do it?"

As a person who has come over, the old man has seen many things from one aspect, which are not comparable to these young stunned people at all.

"Ugh"

The man smiled, speechless.

The old man's words made the ten people understand that the young man in green shirt in front of him is definitely not lower than himself and others, but I am afraid that it will be higher.