"Concentrate on fighting spirit?"

Hear Dridge talking. Long Aotian thought back to the method when he used his internal qi, and it was indeed not concentrated in one point and was very scattered.

"Aotian, remember, from today onwards, when you are cultivating and when you are inhaling, you must remember to try to control them, so that you can progress in your cultivation. ”

Seeing Long Aotian over there, Dridge ordered with satisfaction.

During the combat training that he had memorized, Long Aotian kept trying to concentrate his internal qi, running them on top of his fists, and concentrating a little bit to attack Dririch.

The result of this is that Long Aotian's attack power is greatly enhanced, and Dridge over there is also tired of defending.

"Okay, okay, you kid, I really don't know how you practiced, you can already initially control your fighting spirit so quickly, I think it took me three months of continuous hard training to achieve this effect. ”

Maybe it's through the dark night* As a result of the perennial training, Long Aotian's spiritual power and mental power have reached a terrifying height, so after a period of rusty practice at the beginning, he quickly got a glimpse of the door and learned to control his internal qi, although he can't completely control it, but he can also control a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, such an effect is that the power of his attack is more than doubled, plus his own strength is terrifying, which makes Dridge here also depressed, after a period of competition, he stopped Long Aotian's attack, and complained helplessly。

However, Long Aotian, who had just tasted the sweetness here, was willing to give up, ignoring the strength of the scolding, and constantly attacking him, knowing that he had exhausted all his internal qi and was too tired to move, so he stopped his offensive!

"You kid, don't you understand when you stop?"

As soon as he stopped his attack, Long Aotian heard Dridge's dissatisfied scolding.

"Hehe, teacher, isn't it that I just had a little bit of a feeling, saying that now my fighting spirit is suppressed by the "Fengshen", and the strength of the sword master itself is not a threat to you. ”

Hearing the scolding, Long Aotian smiled awkwardly, and explained embarrassedly that he had just tasted the sweetness just now, so he gave up the competition so quickly. It's just that he didn't expect that Dridge was afraid of hurting him, he had always suppressed his own strength, and only used less than five layers of strength to compare with him, and he couldn't attack, he could only defend, and although his internal qi was suppressed, due to the perennial hard training and the "Blood Refining Dafa", his strength and speed were several times faster than that of ordinary martial artists, and this result really made Dridge suffer a lot.

"Forget it, you better repair and recover!"

Waving his hand helplessly, looking at Long Aotian, who was supporting himself with thunder at the moment, Dridge also said helplessly.

In this way, after this day's cultivation, Long Aotian can be said to have benefited a lot, not only allowing him to learn a lot of concepts that he didn't understand before, but also making his strength once again have a qualitative leap.

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On this day, the sky is clear, and the sun in the sky is constantly baking the earth, so that the people on the ground seem to be in a big steamer, such a weather, as long as the people exposed to the sun can't help but feel a hot barbecue, and the pedestrians are also sweating like water!

At this moment, on the road of Xuanwu Academy, only a few sparse students can be seen walking on the road, and they are also walking quickly in the shade of the trees, and they run back to the dormitory after a while.

There were only bursts of chirps on the avenue.

However, at this time, in front of a house in the depths of the academy, there were two people, an old man and a young man! I saw them exposed to the hot sun, holding weapons in their hands and confronting each other.

I saw that the young man was dressed in white and red-haired, more than 1.8 meters tall, holding a spear in his hand, and seemed to have a handsome and angular face and a resolute demeanor. A breeze blew, stroking his long hair and the snow-white robe, which made people sigh that he was a beautiful man, a beautiful man full of masculinity.

Looking at the old man over there, this person has a rough face, dressed in a brown robe, and the wrinkles on his face seem to highlight his old age, however, he has a pair of eyes that are not commensurate with his age, these eyes are bright, and from time to time a fine light flashes, making people feel that he is a master at a glance.

Suddenly, two powerful momentum burst out in the air, one of which was extremely domineering, and the other was rigid and soft! Before the two of them could start fighting, their momentum unfolded in the air.

"Hehe, kid, isn't your momentum weak, domineering, you're about to catch up with me, if you release all your abilities, you're probably not weaker than me, right?"

Feeling the domineering momentum from the young man, the old man said with satisfaction.

"Hehe, it's still not as strong as the teacher!"

Hearing the old man's words, the young man did not have any trace of relaxation, and the fierce home of the two of them launched a fierce struggle in the air, and suddenly the nearby space seemed to fall into a deathly tranquility, and the breeze rolled up from time to time seemed to represent the fierceness of the invisible battle between the two.

"Teacher, I'm here!"

At this time, I saw the young man shouting, and then rushed towards the old man with a gun in both hands.

Seeing the menacing young man, the old man was not in a hurry, and with a flick of his wrist, he saw the long sword he was holding unsheathed and let out bursts of soft groans.

"Hey, boy, look at my Thunder Sword!"

After speaking, I saw him, holding a sword in his right hand, and the mana of his hind feet rushed towards the young man.

When the young man saw the old man rushing towards the middle, he also shouted: "Thunder gun?

Immediately, his body shook, and a long phantom figure dragged out from the place he passed.

"Ding, ding..."

In an instant, the sound of weapons intersecting was endless, and at this moment, it was impossible to tell who was who in the field, and could only vaguely watch the two phantom shadows, one black and one white, constantly shaking, and the weapons wrapped in two rays of light, one blue and one red, constantly intersected.

"Eighteen blows from the wind. ”

"Absolute Sword"

Suddenly, the two of them shouted at the same time, and then they saw that the two colors in the circle were magnified several times in an instant, and then they heard a bang, and the two left the battle circle, and the white-clothed young man flew backwards at the moment and flew out more than ten zhang, and the old man didn't seem to be comfortable, one took a step back again and again, and took about five or six steps back before stabilizing his body.

"Oh, boy, yes! Let's do it again. ”

As he spoke, the old man let out a loud shout and leaned forward on tiptoe.

The young man who had just landed saw the old man coming again, smiled helplessly, got up quickly, raised his gun and put on a defensive posture.

The two of you went back and forth, and soon passed more than fifty moves, and at this time, the young man's stamina began to slowly insufficiency, and he saw that he was now tired of dealing with the old man's attack, but there was no way to return to his unfavorable situation.

"Wandering Dragons"

At this time, the helpless young man, holding his breath, after a loud shout, saw that he was not as good as Youlong, his body was flexible, and he walked around the old man, not doing too much fighting with him, leaving at one point every time, without making any pauses.

In the face of the marksmanship that attacked from all directions from time to time, the old man shouted "Destroy the sword", and then saw him jump up in a dream, fly into the air and leave the range of the young man's attack, and make a 360-degree change in the air, and then he was head-down, holding the sword in both hands, and the whole person rotated upside down.

"Thunder Gun"

Seeing the old man's attack, the young man on the ground shouted, and then his feet slammed into force, and the whole person also flew up with the old man, and the two met again in the air~

"Ding •••••••••"

The two of them hit the ground from the air again, but at this time, the young man's stamina was obviously much weaker!

The old man seized the opportunity and stormed the boy for a while, finally subduing him after he was exhausted!

"Huhu••••Teacher, I lost!"

Panting heavily, the young man said helplessly.

"Hehe, boy, today's performance is good, you can be said to be a lot stronger now than when you first came, it seems that the hard training in the past half a year has still worked!"

Hearing the young man's words, the old man said with a sigh.