Chapter Ninety-Nine: Defects??
Maybe it's because the fighting energy in his body is too clean, Long Aotian's cultivation took him two hours, under the difficult cultivation, he finally reluctantly recovered his internal qi, opened his eyes and sighed well, Long Aotian couldn't help but sigh at Yang Ran's perverted speed, his speed is a grade higher than Dridge's, but fortunately, his strength is a cut smaller than Dridge's, which is also the only thing Long Aotian is thankful for.
Sinking his mind into his body, Long Aotian suddenly found that the benefits of his cultivation this time were much more than before, seeing this situation, he knew that this was because of the result of his cultivation again after he exhausted his fighting energy today, this discovery also made him full of longing and expectation for the next training, if he was under the effect of the gods, his fighting qi consumption rate would be much faster than before, in this way, after continuous consumption and cultivation process, it would be more conducive to his progress!
After cleaning up, seeing that the time was already past noon, and remembering that he hadn't eaten yet, Long Aotian slowly walked downstairs.
"Boy, have you finally cultivated?"
Seeing Long Aotian coming up, Dridge downstairs asked suspiciously.
"Well, the cultivation is over. โ
Hearing Dridge's question, Long Aotian replied lightly, and then walked towards the kitchen.
"Hehe, this kid's recovery ability is very good!"
Looking at Long Aotian who was walking away, Dridge said to Yang Ran with a wicked smile.
"Well, it's fast, it should be more than three times the average person, right?
The same sighed, secretly surprised by Long Aotian's amazing recovery ability.
Walking into the kitchen, Long Aotian casually found a little something, and after filling his stomach when he walked in, he walked outside the house.
When I came to the lawn, I saw that the two deans had not come out yet, so I shouted into the house, "Teacher, come out, let's start the afternoon training!"
"Hey, this guy is really, he doesn't have the touch of an ordinary person, I said how can he not feel tired. I said, Lao Yang, although your god seems to have sealed his internal force, it doesn't seem to have much impact on him!"
Listening to the shouts coming from outside the house, Dridge was once again impressed by Long Aotian's spirit, and sighed again and again at Yang Ran beside him.
"Hehe, isn't this just right, I can drink him to practice well today, he is trained by me this month, you can't drink me to rob it." โ
Afraid that Dridge would rob him of his chance, Yang Ran said seriously. โ
"Don't worry, am I that kind of person? I said that this month, he will be yours and yours, and I won't rob you from him. "
White, Dridge said helplessly.
At this moment, Long Aotian, who was outside the house, didn't know what they were saying, if he knew that he was being treated like a commodity by two people like this, he would definitely be depressed and couldn't eat.
Standing on the lawn, looking at Yang Ran on the opposite side, a spear suddenly flashed in Long Aotian's hand, and then shot towards Yang Ran with a sword like a sword from Lixuan.
"Thunder Gun"
As soon as he came up, Long Aotian took out the move that he was most sure of, the fastest and the most powerful with a single gun, and attacked Yang Ran.
Although Long Aotian's speed was very fast, Yang Ran's speed was not slow, I saw that he didn't know when an extra thin sword appeared in his hand, and then a wrist-turning figure suddenly blurred in place, and then disappeared in place and appeared in front of Long Aotian.
"Ding..."
There was a soft groan from the intersection of spears and swords, and then the two of them bounced off each other.
"Hehe, I didn't expect your kid's strength to go one by one?"
Feeling the numbness in his hand, Yang Ran asked in surprise, originally Dridge had said that Long Aotian's strength was very strong, although he had already taken precautions, but a duel just now still caught him by surprise.
Seeing that his blow had an effect, Long Aotian suddenly remembered what his master once said, "The world's martial arts are unbreakable, and they can't be broken quickly!"
Immediately twisted the head of the gun, and various moves immediately blasted towards Yang Ran, not giving Yang Ran any respite.
Although Aotian's speed is very fast, it is a pity that Yang Ran's speed is even faster, and Long Aotian's every move is under his control!
Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Long Aotian couldn't help but feel slightly anxious in his heart.
Seeing this, he suddenly stopped his forward momentum in front of Yang Ran, and with the help of inertia, he raised his gun again and threw it at Yang Ran.
The huge force accompanied by the whirring wind soon came to him.
Seeing this situation, Yang Ran also solemnized his face, and seemed to be reading something in his mouth, and then saw that the fighting spirit of his whole body skyrocketed, and his body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden armor, and then he shouted loudly and recommended him to meet him.
"Boom..."
The two forces intersected, and no one was comparable, and they suddenly stalemate in the air.
Immediately, the energy overflowed, and the air around him set off gusts of wind due to this force.
"These two guys are really, and they don't look at where they are fighting like this..."
Seeing this, Dridge, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, sighed helplessly, then jerked his skills violently, and then shouted loudly, and set up a protective shield in the open space between the two of them.
At this moment, there is another person who is also paying attention to the competition between the two, that is Yang Ruobing, who has not appeared in front of Long Aotian since he ran away angrily in the morning!
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The two people in the field seemed to be energetic at the moment, and neither of them refused to make a step back first, gritting their teeth at each other and insisting, glaring at each other fiercely.
"Zizi..."
From time to time, the sound of weapons grinding could be heard in the air.
"Drink..."
At this time, Yang Ran, who only listened to it, shouted loudly, and instantly burst out with a huge force, and instantly flew out of the three zhang away from Long Aotian, who was still competing with him just now, and then quickly followed, and at the moment when Long Aotian landed, he put his sword on his neck.
"Huhu, what's going on, boy, have you thrown in the towel!"
Seeing this, Yang Ran exhaled a good breath and asked.
Sensing that there was not much internal qi left in his body, and he was already subdued, Long Aotian had no choice but to swallow the fruit of defeat unwillingly.
"Well, you kid is really, look at me tired, you don't look good, who knew you would have such a strong strength, I really don't know how to practice, I haven't moved like this for a long time, I still feel tired after moving like this, it seems that I am really old. โ
Seeing Long Aotian admit defeat, his blue light flashed, and he put away the long sword in his hand, Yang Ran couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Why are you two like this? I don't know what you guys think, are you going to ruin this place and make us sleep in the open all night?"
Seeing that the two had won and lost, Dridge immediately ran up and complained.
In this regard, the two of them had to smile awkwardly, the competition just now really made them forget where they were, thinking of this, fortunately, even if Dridge controlled the situation, the two naturally didn't dare to say anything!
"Okay, seeing that you are also tired, it will be good for you to practice here and comprehend it well. โ
Looking at Long Aotian on the ground, Yang Ran slowly turned around and walked towards the house.
Immediately Dridge also deceived and stepped forward, leaving here, and before leaving, he still said: "Boy, understand it well, you can't be wrong!"
Long Aotian, who was left behind, recalled the scene just now in the clearing.
Looking at the two people who walked away, a trace of gratitude flashed in Long Aotian's eyes.
He knew that Yang Ran had only used five layers of strength from beginning to end in the competition just now, and he also knew that Yang Ran had spent a lot of internal qi in order to build that protective shield! Recalling some details of the game just now really benefited him a lot.
Slowly gasping for breath, abandoning these thoughts, he began to cultivate for recovery.
"Boy, do you know what your other obvious flaw is right now?"
At dinner in the evening, looking at Long Aotian, who had recovered more than half, Yang Ran asked!
"What is it?"
Hearing this, Long Aotian, who was eating, put down the rice bowl in his hand and asked curiously.
"Momentum, who else is the momentum!"