"Uncle Tyrant, this is the training we are going to do?"

Fengyun looked at the two black balls placed not far in front of him, and then looked at a black mountain about fifty zhang away in front of him.

"How's it going? Scared, aren't you?"

He looked at the wind and clouds with a condescending gaze, and his expression revealed an irrepressible excitement.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of wool. ”

Fengyun couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He originally thought that there would be something special about the special training carefully prepared by Tyrant, but he didn't expect it to be so ordinary.

Push the black ball in front of you to the top of the mountain, and it will pass.

Blackball is not small, taller than his height, but it poses no threat to him at all.

To put it mildly, don't let him push it to the top of the mountain, even let him hold it, and there is no difficulty in walking directly to the top of the mountain.

Although the black mountain looks a little strange in color, its height is not very high, only about 200 zhang, and the mountain is relatively gentle.

The only thing that can barely cause a little trouble is probably the many black boulders on the Black Mountain.

They are distributed in a regular manner, and you have to go around them to get up the hill, and of course, you can jump over them.

"Uncle Tyrant, do you want to start now?"

Fengyun wanted to end this seemingly meaningless training as soon as possible and move on to the next one.

"Hopefully the next training session will be of some value. ”

Fengyun began to pray in his heart.

He was willing to be trained in violence, and he sincerely hoped to learn real skills from him.

In the last hunting experience, although he died prematurely due to the appearance of the flower hoofed beast in the middle of the way, he still felt the danger of going out to hunt more or less.

In addition, during this time, he often heard about people who went out hunting and were injured, bitten by brute beasts, missing arms and legs, and even died.

All of this gave him a strong desire to learn the real thing.

If it weren't for the repeated assurances of Storm that his special training would be more effective, he would have gone to train with other teenagers who had become official totem warriors.

"You seem to look down on my training?"

Feeling Fengyun's contempt and impatience, his face couldn't help but be a little ugly.

"Uncle Tyrant, don't get me wrong. Yun definitely didn't mean that, he just wanted to finish the training as soon as possible. ”

Without waiting for Fengyun to respond, Storm rushed to explain, and as he spoke, he gave Fengyun a look.

"Rego was right, I just wanted to finish training as soon as possible. ”

In order not to embarrass Lei, Fengyun gave him a lie.

"Don't say it. Can't I see your thoughts, and since you are so anxious to find sin, I will fulfill you. ”

Storm had apparently seen Fengyun's true thoughts.

"But before we begin, I still have to tell you something. I've placed some brute meat on top of the mountain, enough for the two of you to eat. I'll watch the sun rise overhead, and I'll leave when the time comes. ”

"Now you've seen the birds in the sky, right?"

Raising his finger and pointing at the big birds hovering in space, each with a wingspan of nearly a foot, very spirited.

"They are all meat-eaters, and their eyesight is so sharp that they can clearly see the little mice in the grass. As soon as I left, they would pounce on me and take all the meat away. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood. If you don't finish training, you'll go hungry. ”

Storm replied loudly, his expression revealing an irrepressible uneasiness, no, horror.

"There is no person as big as Ray, and he has such little guts. ”

Fengyun is clearly reluctant to show violence.

"Let's go!"

Storm no longer dragged mud and water, and directly announced the start of training.

Fengyun took the lead and walked directly to a black ball.

The ball he walked towards was the larger of the two, about a third larger than the other.

He didn't care, with his physical fitness, even if the black ball was doubled, it wouldn't have a big impact on him.

Storm cast a grateful glance at Fengyun.

Compared with Fengyun, who has only been with Storm for a short time, he just remembered Storm appeared in his life, and he knew him too deeply.

Because of this, although he also felt that the training arranged by Storm for him and Yun was too simple, he still didn't dare to relax in the slightest in his heart.

Violence in the training process is completely different from violence in life, and it will definitely not make the person who participates in the training better.

When he approached the ball, Fengyun had already pushed another ball towards the black mountain not far away.

"Well, it's a little heavier than a normal stone. ”

After Fengyun pushed the black ball, he made a judgment from the feel, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Even if it's heavier than a normal stone, it still doesn't bother him at all.

However, after only a moment, Fengyun's expression changed, and there was a slight solemnity.

In the process of pushing the black ball, he clearly felt that the power needed was getting bigger and bigger.

It was a very strange situation, as if the weight of the black ball was increasing, and as if the black ball was being sucked by the ground, and this suction increase was increasing rapidly.

Fengyun is more inclined to the latter judgment.

In addition to the unreliability of the black ball suddenly becoming heavier, he also noticed the material of the black ball and the black mountain.

At first he didn't pay attention, but now he realized that they were identical.

"I'm afraid I'm really underestimating the difficulty of Tyrant's training. ”

As the power needed to propel the black ball increased, a sense of foreboding gradually appeared in Fengyun's mind.

The hunch became a reality.

When the black ball and the black mountain came into direct contact, Fengyun knew that he had indeed underestimated the storm, and the power needed to push the black ball suddenly surged.

Fengyun squatted down, stretched out his arms, held the black ball, and tried to lift it, only to find that it had been firmly glued to the black mountain, as if it had grown together.

"Hey!"

With a swoop of force, the black ball left the ground, but he quickly put it back on the ground.

It wasn't that he didn't have the strength to lift it up, but that he had confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

Not only are black balls quirky, Montenegro is also quirky.

But he's got the truth.

The black ball is made of natural magnets, and Montenegro is simply a magnetic mountain.

Their magnetism is also particularly strong, resulting in a very strong suction between them, and it takes many times more force than normal to push the ball up a mountain.

At this time, he also realized that the black boulders of Cishan, that is, the magnets, were not placed casually.

They are very well placed and there is not much space left between them.

If one is not grasped well, the magnetic ball may be attracted to them.

Stripping them away takes more effort.

And that's not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that Tyrant doesn't let him and Ray peel them off and let them push the magnetic ball and the giant magnet that is drawn together with the magnetic ball to the top of the mountain.

"You have to be careful. If the black balls in your hands stick to the stones, you have to push them all to the top of the mountain. I warn you, don't try to cheat, or I won't let you go. ”

The circumstances of the storm have once again proved what is called a good spirit and a bad spirit.

Just the next moment when he thought of the worst possibility, Storm seemed to have a heart in his heart, turning the fastest possibility into a reality.

Fengyun's forehead showed a slight sweat stain.

If the magnetic balls he was pushing really attracted to the magnets, it would be many times more difficult to push them together to the top of the mountain on time.

"Uncle Tyrant, this is not fair. You didn't say it before you left, now ......"

"Shut up!"

Before Fengyun could finish protesting, he let out a loud shout and interrupted.

This is not over, he rushed over at a very fast speed, and as soon as he raised his foot, he kicked a magnet that was enough to be a person tall in Fengyun and flew up, directly hitting the magnetic ball in front of Fengyun, and firmly sucked together.

"Uncle Tyrant, you ......"

Storm didn't speak again, but with a single movement, Fengyun's next words were stuck in his throat.

He raised his foot and kicked at another, larger magnet.

His meaning was very obvious, if he dared to say more, he would let the magnet and the magnetic ball attract together.

"Yun boy, you remembered it for me. This is the training I have arranged for you, you have to listen to me, and whatever I do, you must not have any objections, unless you can beat me. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he swung his fist at a giant magnet.

A cloud of red light emerged from his fist, extended, shaped, and turned into a giant snake that bit down on the magnet.

Compared to the last time he stunned the hoof, the snake's head had become even more terrifying, not only larger, but also more hideous, and it also exuded a terrifying aura.

Fengyun's scalp was numb, and a cold air rushed from the tail vertebrae to the top of his head, and he involuntarily shivered.

When the serpent bit the magnet, it immediately retreated, but in the next second, the entire magnet collapsed, turning into a pile of powder finer than flour.

This is still a magnet, if it were a person, it would not be shattered into powder this time.

The destructive power displayed by the storm caused an extremely strong impact on Fengyun, and it also shattered all the arrogance in his heart.

His quick control of the flesh/body gave him the illusion that the power of the totem should also be easy to master, as long as he knew the tricks of how to do it.

Now he realized that he had thought wrongly, it was definitely an extremely difficult thing to exert the destructive power of the totem power to the level of violence.

The magnet is broken too evenly, and all the huge magnets are broken into powder, which requires the power of the totem of the storm to instantly penetrate the entire magnet and make it evenly distributed, without the slightest error.

Don't say you did it yourself, it's just chilling to think about it.

This blow not only shattered the magnet, but also shattered the arrogance and impetuousness in Fengyun's heart, and the whole person fell silent.

He no longer expressed any objection to the violence's practices, and he knew that the violence was for his good.

He buried his head in the magnet that had been attached to the magnetic ball and pushed it up to the top of the mountain.

Due to the addition of a magnet, the magnetic sphere needs more space to pass through, and even if Fengyun tries his best to avoid it, there are still new magnets that are attracted.

By the time Fengyun reached the top of the mountain, there was already a magnetic ball and eight magnets piled in front of him.