"Old man, these are all Lin Yichen's good words, if it were me, I would never let you live!"

Huang Renxu grinned, nodded and said, "Thank you Zhuangyuanlang, thank you white-faced son!"

"Who are you with a white face? You try again!" Lin Jun didn't expect that Huang Renxu, who seemed to be honest, would dare to call him white-faced, and he was immediately angry.

Huang Renxu was very tactful, and immediately changed his words: "I'm sorry, I thought you would be happy to call you white-faced." Childe's name, please!"

"You ......" Lin Jun heard Huang Renxu call him white-faced again, and he wanted to be angry, but seeing the latter's sincere attitude, he endured it, "Lin Jun." ”

"I'm busy, I'm a little tired, I'll go to bed first!"

Huang Renxu muttered a few words, and walked into the sunny dormitory by himself.

Lin Jun wanted to shout something, but was stopped by Lin Yichen: "Forget it, brother, he is so old, it is not easy for him to pass the entrance assessment." We stayed in the remaining two rooms as well!"

Lin Jun saw that Lin Yichen was not displeased, and most of his anger disappeared, but he was still a little uncomfortable, he held back twice, and finally he didn't hold back, and shouted at the dormitory that Huang Renxu walked into: "Old man, remember, this good dormitory was given to you by me and Lin Yichen!"

After shouting such a sentence, he completely lost his anger.

Subsequently, he and Lin Yichen each chose a dormitory and lived in.

Lin Jun was tired, and after Liu Ming and others made the bed for him, he fell asleep.

Liu Ming and the others cleaned up for a while, and then quietly closed the door, walked out of Qingzhu North Courtyard, and went down the mountain to Qingyun Town.

After Lin Yichen returned to the room, he didn't sleep.

Although he was quite tired after a big battle, he couldn't just rest.

was pressed by Zhao Wenbo, and he suffered some internal injuries. It must be repaired as soon as possible, otherwise, it is easy to leave some sequelae, and leave lesions for future promotion to a higher realm.

"Dawn Divine Skill" operates, slowly operating the Yuan Force, nourishing the meridians and receiving the five internal organs.

At the same time, the head does not stop, recalling what happened to Shiro.

Bai, when he came to the stage to challenge, he was completely sure to defeat Zhao Wenji. I thought it would be easy to complete the "Challenge Impossible" and join the Wind Academy smoothly.

However, the development of events was completely beyond his expectations.

In particular, Zhao Wenbo unexpectedly grasped the fact that he had cultivated the "Tempest Sword Technique", turned him into a spy of the Sword Academy, and almost killed him in public.

If it weren't for Li Yan's timely rescue, he would already be a dead man at this moment, and it would be impossible for him to join the Wind Academy and become a disciple of Qingzhu North Academy.

After this incident.

He found that Zhao Wenbo was quite treacherous and had to be cautious in the future.

By extension, at any time, you can't despise your opponent, otherwise, you may die and don't know how to die.

And the most fundamental reason is that his cultivation strength is too poor.

If it is strong enough, it will naturally not be subject to Zhao Wenbo.

You must become stronger! become strong as soon as possible, and become strong enough to control your own destiny!

Between thoughts, Lin Yichen's determination to become stronger became more urgent and firm.

After running the "Dawn Divine Skill" over and over again, when the injuries in his body were almost recovered, he came to the courtyard to practice martial arts.

In order not to affect Huang Renxu and Lin Jun, who were already resting, he did not use Yuan Li, and danced very slowly, trying not to make a sound.

First, after practicing the "General's Fist" and the palm technique twice, and then practicing the "Qingyun Sword" and "Hurricane Sword Technique" three times, he took out the "Thousand Miles Chasing Hongbu" that he had previously taken from the disciples of the Sword Academy, and practiced it by the moonlight.

Practicing some body techniques or footwork is very beneficial to both offense and defense, so Lin Yichen attaches great importance to this "Chasing Hongbu for a Thousand Miles". However, this set of "A Thousand Miles Chasing Hongbu" is not as powerful as imagined, it is quite low-level, it is all some basic footwork, and it is a low-level and high-grade martial arts if it is sustained.

Lin Yichen cultivated for a while, and he basically mastered it.

So, he began to practice the stick method "Yin Flirting Hand".

The stick technique of "Yin Flirting Hand" is the most complex martial art he has learned so far, and of course the grade is also the highest. If you can master it skillfully, you will undoubtedly be able to improve your combat effectiveness.

For this set of martial arts, he only memorized it with his memory beyond Changrao, but there was still a long way to go before he could master it. Today, he only imitated it twice, and each time he didn't imitate it completely, which really made him uncomfortable, and if he didn't practice it from beginning to end, there was always something in his heart that he couldn't put down.

The golden stick appeared in his hand and danced softly.

In the bright moonlight, the golden sticks were stained with a layer of white frost, slowly drawing traces of golden frost in the air.

One move, two moves, the moves of "Flirting with Yin" walked slowly in Lin Yichen's hands. With stagnation and stuttering, he stopped several times and danced the same stick back and forth, pondering what was right and wrong.

After two hours, I finally finished practicing.

Zhao Wenbo practiced once, and it only took ten minutes, while Lin Yichen practiced once, and it took two hours. Of course, there is a reason why Lin Yichen is worried about making too much noise and deliberately dancing slowly. However, the gap between him and Zhao Wenbo is also clear.

Lin Yichen thought about it again from beginning to end, and then began to cultivate a second time.

The second pass was much smoother than the first, but after it was smooth, it was difficult to control the sound of the stick breaking the wind.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Because the sound was really loud, Lin Yichen had to stop.

He pondered how he could reduce his voice, or try not to make it as loud as possible.

This is definitely a difficult problem, he has never seen a martial artist who cultivates martial arts without making a sound. The sound itself is also a part of the martial arts, it is a kind of grabbing momentum, and if the sound is removed, the momentum is likely to weaken a lot.

Of course, if there is a way to remove the sound of non-sonic power, the lethality of martial arts will not be much compromised.

Lin Yichen danced the stick in his hand, feeling the relationship between strength and sound.

Shoot hard, the speed is fast, and there will be a sound.

And if you don't make a strong shot, the speed is slow, and the sound will be very good.

However, if the speed is slow and the force is not exerted, the move will not be destructive at all, it will only be a showmanship.

While thinking, he moved the stick in his hand, from slow to fast, from no force to force, he suddenly made a major discovery.

The stick in the hand, from slow to fast, from no force to the last sudden force, the whole process is very sound, and even the last force, there is not much sound.

And, at such a time, the destructive power of the move is still there.