A month passed quickly. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the entire Taipingliang Mountains on this day, black clouds cover the sun, and the wind is strong, giving people a kind of oppression that the mountain rain is about to come. Not far from Taipingliang Cottage is a not very high mountain, Zhao Hua, Zhao Yihuan, Wang Xiaoshan, Zhong Xun, and some juniors of the same generation.

At this moment, the thunder was loud, the heavy rain fell from the sky, Zhao Hua in the wind and rain first jumped up, and then bombarded the earth and mountains with a fist, and the dust flew and flowed with the rain.

In the distance, in the rain cover held up by Zhongxun, the others could only see a vague figure and the muffled sound of the falling fist in the distance.

Zhao Hua, who was in the heavy rain, still remembered the explanation of his father-in-law Wang Dashan: breaking through from a samurai to a martial artist is a ravine that is difficult to cross, but it is not difficult, even if it cannot be broken once, it can also accumulate experience for future impacts.

It's just that no matter how many times, the moment of breakthrough is very painful. First of all, you have to vent the vitality in your body, it is difficult for a samurai to vent the vitality in his body, only attack again and again, until the vitality is exhausted, the process is a great test for the cultivator.

Then, with your own strength, you can lift an object that weighs more than twice your body weight above your head. Someone who can break through when they are just twice as long will feel the pleasure of surpassing the limit.

Someone else has to lift three, four, or even ten times their body weight. Ten times as many people are no longer human. The Yanhuang Continent has broken through from a warrior to a martial artist realm seven times, and those who have lifted it seven times are all geniuses, eight times, nine times, amazing, amazing. As long as you don't die young, it is infinite achievement!

It was an hour to jump up and bombard with all his might, Zhao Hua felt that the vitality in his body was about to be exhausted, and there was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart, but he was able to hold on, and it was a more violent punch, and in another quarter of an hour, Zhao Hua felt that every punch he made was so difficult, and every high jump was so difficult, and then he could only be about ten centimeters off the ground. I couldn't move until I couldn't move, and I felt like I was going to die after I collapsed. At this point, the last trace of vitality in Zhao Hua's body was also consumed.

Zhao Hua got up from the ground with difficulty, did not relax, and used his strength to walk towards the big stones prepared in advance. Zhao Hua first walked to the boulder that weighed twice his weight, and with a shout, Zhao Hua easily lifted it above his head. Putting down the stone, Zhao Hua walked directly to the third boulder, shouted again, and also raised it above his head without accident, and put down the boulder.

Zhao Hua walked to the fifth boulder again, and a deep voice "hey" reached the ears of a group of people who were worried about Zhao Hua in the distance.

"It's only four times, what Senior Brother Hua can surpass" The people who were all focused on Zhao Hua didn't care who was counting, and looked straight into the distance.

The fifth boulder was thrown down with a 'boom'. Zhao Hua walked to the seventh boulder again, kicked his legs apart, supported his waist with his hands, and took a deep breath. Resolutely hugged the big stone in front of him, "Well, heavy." It's very heavy, what I can insist on, I must succeed" As soon as it was raised to his chest, Zhao Hua felt that the strength of his whole body had been used up, and there was no trace of it, so he could only hold on to it, unwilling to give up. Success must be successful, at this moment Zhao Hua's desire for success is so urgent, and only Zhao Hua can experience the taste, but he can't say it.

Becoming a martial artist is the first step to become a cultivator, and this year's sixteen-year-old Zhao Hua is eager to surpass the Liao Qiang martial artist in the village, eager to have great power.

"Ah" Zhao Hua roared from the bottom of his heart, and the pain in his whole body kept hitting his mind. The next moment, it was as if there was a new strength in the whole body. The seventh boulder was lifted to the side of his face, but he paused again.

"No, you must not admit defeat" first his father Liao Dongming's body was pierced in front of him, then his mother blew herself up in the sea of people, and finally there was the cute big girl Xiao Yi, the fragments in front of her were constantly changing, and suddenly Zhao Hua felt that there was new strength in his body, a pure vitality that seeped out from the depths of his body.

For a while, Zhao Hua felt refreshed, like a fresh breeze. With the exertion of both arms, the seventh boulder was lifted above his head in one fell swoop. Zhao Hua did not put down the stone, but was stunned on the spot: "Is this a breakthrough? Didn't the stepfather say: Lifting the top of the head and feeling the pain of the body and the joy of success can be regarded as a breakthrough? No, this is not counted, what the stepfather said must be right" Zhao Hua put down the stone, carried the poor vitality in his body, jumped up, and hit the ground with a fist.

Zhao Hua's actions suddenly made everyone in the distance wonder, "Senior Brother Hua, what is this going to do?" looked at Zhao Hua without knowing the situation, and no one went to ask what was going on. Another hour passed, and Zhao Hua forgot how many punches he thrown, only knowing that the vitality in his body was exhausted again.

He got up with difficulty again, used his own strength, walked to the seventh boulder again, picked up his arms, hummed hard, the movement was very slow, and he raised it above his head little by little, "I still don't have the feeling that my father-in-law said, come again."

Zhao Hua put down the stone, and there was a big stone near the side. Looking at this uniform size of fast stones, Zhao Hua couldn't help but be grateful to his father-in-law Wang Dashan, these stones of similar size and double weight are all stones of different materials. Wang Dashan's intentions are not meticulous!

As soon as he held the big stone, Zhao Hua felt that it was much heavier than the previous stone. Angry dantian, gritting his teeth, he lifted the boulder to his chest, and suddenly a heart-piercing pain passed from his shoulder, Zhao Hua held the boulder more than himself with all his strength, and the pain continued to go up, "No, there is still no breakthrough, you can't give up, lift it above your head, and you will have the feeling of bitterness and then sweetness that my father-in-law said."

The endless will supported Zhao Hua's body, "Hua'er, remember everyone present, you must avenge your mother... Revenge..."Zhao Hua's eyes turned red, his mother's voice was in his ears, and the scene in his mind was presented in front of him, making Zhao Hua cry out "Ah" with great anger in his heart!

The people who had been waiting for Zhao Hua in the distance couldn't help but be shocked by this roar, only to see Zhao Hua in the heavy rain, throwing the whole boulder away, Zhao Hua stayed in place and did not move, the boulder fell in the distance, Zhao Hua woke up like a dream, and rushed forward.

Countless sword lights flew in front of him, blood rain fluttered, infinite hatred, countless enemies, and Wanyuan's killing intent.

The moment the boulder was lifted above his head, a vitality of the same origin as before swam through his body, just like a breeze. But at this moment, Zhao Hua didn't feel refreshed, he only felt that his body was cold, and his killing intent was even stronger.

There was blood red in front of him, and there was Xiao Yi's petite body in a pool of blood, and there were countless villagers.

"Kill" Zhao Hua, who felt full of strength, just wanted to kill all the people in front of him and run all the way. I saw a huge square ruler falling from the sky, and then my eyes went black......

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