After a year of cultivation, Murong San's face has become more resolute, and his body has become much stronger, a little less immature and a little more mature and steady.

Zhang Feng looked at Murong San, who had changed so much, touched his beard and nodded.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you to defeat Yue'er in just one year, although Yue'er is not all strength, but I thought it would take you at least two years to do it. ”

Murong San was not complacent, he knew that he was still far away.

"I also ask the seniors to proceed to the next stage of cultivation. ”

"Well, since you've completed the first stage, let's start the next stage, this time I'll be your opponent, you can use the ability, as long as you can hit me, it's done, and this stage of cultivation is also to make your ability adapt to your current self. ”

Murong San felt a little relieved when he heard that he only needed to hit even if he succeeded, but he didn't dare to make it bigger, and in the past year, although he didn't use his abilities to fight, he didn't miss the training of his abilities.

The electric light flickered, and the current was much thicker and denser than before, and as its own ability improved, it was much stronger than before when it was used again.

With a snort, Murong San disappeared in place, leaving only a flash of light.

A punch mixed with electricity hit Zhang Feng directly, Zhang Feng's body tilted slightly to the right and dodged, but the fist mixed with electricity released a shock wave in the other direction, and the fist hit Zhang Feng again at a strange angle.

Zhang Feng's eyes froze, good boy! He dodged the blow backwards and forwards, but his fist turned his back again and released a shock wave, attacking again.

Zhang Feng hurriedly turned around, slapped his palm to the ground, and his body spun backwards in the air, and then landed steadily, only then did he avoid it.

Looking at Murong San, he was a little helpless.

"I underestimated you, I didn't plan to make a move, but it seems that it won't work. ”

As he spoke, he put on a posture for the first time, preparing to defend against Murong San's attack.

Murong San couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Zhang Feng put on a defensive posture, it seemed that Zhang Feng's predecessors were going to take it seriously, and he was going to use all his strength, and he came to Zhang Feng again with an acceleration.

However, this time it was not so easy, Zhang Feng, who had already been prepared, blocked Murong San's attack with his palm, and then attacked directly with a punch.

Murong San was not hit so easily, and his other palm covered the current, blocking the blow, followed by a kick.

Zhang Feng raised his leg slightly to block it, and took advantage of a flying kick to pass over, Murong San blocked this kick with both arms forward, and was still kicked out some distance.

Before Murong San could stand firm, Zhang Feng's next wave of attacks came again, and Murong San was not so easily defeated, blocking the attack while finding the opportunity to attack.

In this way, the two of them fought with punches and kicks, flashing lightning from time to time, although Murong San was attacked several times, he also launched several attacks, causing a lot of trouble to Zhang Feng.

Yue'er on the side watched the battle between the two, and her mouth grew up, she could barely see the movements of the two, she didn't expect Murong San to be able to fight with her master for so long, and it seemed that she was not wronged if she lost to him.

In this way, in the next month, Murong San and Zhang Feng fought every day, but they did not hit Zhang Feng once, but they had a lot of combat experience, and there were more and more rounds of fighting against him.

Zhang Feng, who was fighting with Murong San, knew very well that in the past month, Murong San had become much stronger, his attacks had become sharper and sharper, and his ability had become more and more proficient.

So one day a month later, Murong San finally hit Zhang Feng once and completed this stage of cultivation.

After hitting Zhang Feng, Murong San lay on the ground panting, looking at his hands, he was ecstatic, he had really become stronger.

Zhang Feng touched his beard with a smile and looked at Murong San.

"Okay, you kid, it's really ruthless, if I fight with you for a few more days, my old bones will be gone. ”

Murong San sat up and scratched his head.

"I'm really embarrassed that I didn't think about it that much when I fought. ”

Zhang Feng waved his hand, he knew that Murong San had really become a lot stronger, because when fighting with himself, Murong San had never used a long-range lightning attack, but only fought hand-to-hand with himself.

"Now that this stage is over, let's rest for a few days, the next stage of cultivation is very important! It is also the most important thing, I will come to you in a few days to start the next stage of cultivation." ”

With that, he vanished.

When Yue'er saw that her master was gone, she ran over and squatted down to look at Murong San.

Murong San was a little hairy when he was seen.

"What, what's wrong?

Yue'er smiled evilly.

"Just now, the master said that you should rest for a few days, right? ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Hearing Murong San's affirmation, Yue'er smiled even brighter.

"Hehe, it's just that tomorrow I'm going down the mountain to the village, you go with me. ”

Murong San immediately lowered his face, his face full of reluctance.

"Why? I don't want to, I still have to rest. ”

Yue'er heard her Murong San's refusal, stood up, looked at her fingers, and said casually.

"Then I'll tell the master, saying that you have a crush on me and are plotting against me!"

Murong San was in a hurry, and he immediately stood up.

"Zhang Yue'er, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, when did I plot against you. ”

"I said yes, you see if the master believes you or me, if you don't go, try it. ”

Murong San really didn't dare not go, Zhang Feng was very precious to this apprentice, just like his own daughter, even the name was obtained by Zhang Feng, if Zhang Yue'er went to say it, he would not be able to shed his skin.

"Zhang Yue'er, let me tell you, the manly man is three-dimensional!"

Yue'er looked at Murong San nonchalantly.

"Oh?"

"So I'll go!"

Murong San immediately lost his momentum and put on a flattering expression.

"That's pretty much it. ”

Zhang Yue'er twisted her head proudly and left.

Murong San looked at Zhang Yue'er's smug appearance, gritting his teeth angrily, but there was no way.

In this way, early the next morning, Murong San, who looked helpless, followed the elated Zhang Yue'er and went down the mountain.

Zhang Feng looked at the two people who came down the mountain, showing a thoughtful expression, and then seemed to think of something, with an excited face, looking at Murong San's eyes, there was a change, and there was a little softer.

Murong San felt a sudden chill all over his body, and he had a bad feeling.

"Let's go, what's the grind?"

The elated Zhang Yue'er shouted to Murong San, who was standing there in a daze, and the whole person was extremely happy because he was going down the mountain.

"It's coming, it's coming. ”

Murong San agreed, quickened his pace and followed.

After half a day's journey, the two finally arrived at the village.

Looking at the people coming and going in the village in front of him, Murong San had a feeling of being separated from the world, he had been on the mountain for more than a year, and he had cultivated in addition to cultivation, and this was the first time he had gone down the mountain.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Murong San had an indescribable feeling, he had really changed, he might have been curious to go in and play around in the past, but now, he just wanted to go back quickly and prepare for the next cultivation.

Shaking his head, Murong San came to his senses and smiled bitterly, the hatred in his body no longer allowed him to relax.

Looking into the distance, his eyes are determined.