Chapter 3: Dragon's Scales

Li hated to roll in the stables full of horse manure, but Wu Kun, the initiator, watched in a daze, unable to believe what was in front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qi training period, foundation building period, Jindan period...... Each major realm is divided into nine layers of small realms, and the gap between each small realm is quite large, and in 98% of cases, a person in the first layer of the Qi training period cannot defeat the second layer of the Qi training period. Even if there are differences in the physique between each person, the comparison of the number of spiritual power has determined that there is an unbridgeable gap between the two.

But......

Wu Kun, who was only on the first floor of the Qi training period, after fusing the golden blood, was so powerful that he was powerful enough to fly Li Hezhen of the second layer of the Qi training period three or four feet away?

The strength of the two is very different, and it is difficult for two or three Qi Cultivation Layers to defeat a Qi Cultivation Layer, but Wu Kun broke this common sense, and with the body of the first layer of Qi Training, he lightly took the second layer of Qi Training!

After all, just yesterday, before the appearance of golden blood, Wu Kun was beaten by Li Hatfat.

After the appearance of golden blood, all common sense was broken!

"It hurts...... Wu Kun, you are dead, you beat me like this! You must be possessed by demons, I am going to tell Elder Wu and ask him to clean up the portal!"

Finally, Li Hao, who was covered in horse manure, sobered up a little, and he stared at Wu Kun resentfully, full of hatred.

"What?!"

Wu Kun was originally a little stunned, but after hearing Li Hao's words, he immediately exploded, thinking of the miserable appearance of being bullied by him in the past, yesterday's injury was still faintly painful, and today the other party blatantly hit himself without saying a word, and he didn't want to leave him a little way to live......

Thinking of this, Wu Kun's originally calmed anger rose again.

"In that case, let's settle the old accounts together!"

Wu Kun shouted, taking advantage of its illness to kill it, and now that the other party is injured, it is a good time for him to take revenge! He threw himself at Li He, stretched out a foot in mid-air, and stepped towards Li Ha's face!

"Ahh

Li Ha suddenly screamed in fright, he didn't expect that Wu Kun, who was usually cowardly, would have such a bloody side, just do what he said! But at this time, he was still lying in horse manure, and he didn't have time to stand up at all, and in the face of this kick that fell on his face from the sky, he could only roll on the ground to dodge.

If you can't do it, Wu Kun will kick again!

Li Hate continued to roll and dodge!

For a while, in the stable of the Seven Xuanwu Courtyard Racecourse, a funny scene appeared, a teenager kept stepping on the faces of the people on the ground, and the people on the ground were rolling around on the ground like rats, covered with filthy horse manure.

"Do you think I'm going to step on it?!"

Wu Kun saw that the play was almost over, so he changed his stepping to kicking, and Li Hao, who was rolling all over the ground, suffered, and was kicked a lot of feet up and down.

"This is for the last kick!"

"This was kicked for the day before yesterday!"

"This was for yesterday!"

……

Wu Kun has accumulated resentment for many years, and finally found a gap for catharsis, kicking one after another to vent his years of humiliation and grievances, and when he kicked out the last kick, Li Hate on the ground was also as blue and swollen as he was yesterday.

Finding the opportunity for Wu Kun to stop, the clever Li Ha endured the pain and humiliation, got up with a grunt, and ran towards the martial arts courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Wu Kun, you wait for me!"

"No...... right"

Wu Kun didn't look at Li Ha who was running away, but also closed his eyes and carefully felt his own strength, because he now except for the extraordinary power he used when he first shook Li Ha into the air, the strength at other times was still at the level of his own Qi cultivation, otherwise Li Ha would have been kicked to death by himself......

Wu Kun's mind sank into the dantian and carefully examined every corner of his body.

Now, whether it is in the dantian or in the meridians, there is no trace of golden blood.

Don't......

Wu Kun couldn't help but guess: "Could it be that the golden blood has been integrated into my body, just waiting for the day of seizure, or is the golden blood bursting out with such a strong force and consumed?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, whether it is a precursor or not, as long as it can give me strength, the more this golden blood, the better!

Although life and death are approaching, today's performance of golden blood made him regain the feeling he felt when he was strong. Ten years, how he missed this feeling, and now even if the price is to be taken away, as long as he is allowed to regain power, he is willing.

Because of the hope in his heart, the work of cleaning the stables was quickly completed, and after returning to Elder Ma, Wu Kun returned to his hut.

The hut was still empty, and his mother still hadn't come back, but he couldn't care so much, so he jumped on the bed and meditated.

The consciousness sank into the dantian very skillfully, and came to the bottomless pit in the depths, this black vortex that seemed to be running eternally, and there was still a trace of golden smoke slowly rising in the center!

These golden smoke did not automatically condense into golden blood in the dantian, but slowly drifted away.

Wu Kun looked very distressed, and hurriedly leaned over with his thoughts, slowly condensing these smokes.

In less than a stick of incense, Wu Kun really condensed a small drop of golden blood like last night.

This small drop of golden blood was quietly suspended in the dantian, flashing with a faint golden light, like the light of hope.

Wu Kun's eyes lit up, with this golden blood, his tragic fate could be rewritten!

"Try running it again!"

Wu Kun used his spiritual power, and sure enough, this golden blood followed the spiritual power and swam through all the meridians of his body, and finally stopped in the meridians in the palm of his hand under his control.

"Sure enough, it's at the mercy of the command! Now try its power!"

Wu Kun showed excitement, jumped out of bed, came outside the house, and raised his fist to smash a big stone at the door.

"Bang!"

The whole big stone shattered in response, the spider web-like cracks crawled all over the rubble, Wu Kun's fist moved slightly, and the whole big stone shattered into a small stone.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, this is definitely not the power that the first layer of Qi cultivation can have!"

Wu Kun withdrew his fist, although there were broken skin and abrasions on his fist, his face was full of irrepressible excitement.

It's just a small drop of golden blood......

If you continue to condense the golden smoke and accumulate a lot of golden blood, then your own strength is not up to the sky?

"Go on, condense more golden blood. ”

Wu Kun forcibly calmed down and went into the house to meditate.

Nearly two hours passed......

Wu Kun was suddenly awakened by the sound of slamming the door outside the door.

"Elder Ma, or is that Xiong Ba here to avenge Li Hate?"

Wu Kun immediately jumped out of bed and peeked out through the crack in the door, but the two people he imagined did not appear, it was a young man with an anxious face who slammed the door, and an old man with a sad face stood behind him.

He knew both of them, the young man was called "Wang Mao", and the old man was called "Hong Bo".

"Bang!"

Wu Kun immediately opened the door, only to see the young man rushing in at once, holding his arm and yelling: "Senior Brother Wu Kun, it's not good! Aunt has been bullied, if you don't save her, I'm afraid she will die......"

"Mother!"

Wu Kun's eyes turned red instantly, he rushed out of the door and grabbed the young man's shoulder, and yelled: "Wang Mao, tell me quickly, what's wrong with my mother!"

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