Letting himself be speechless for a while, Murong couldn't help but wonder in his heart, whether this was really a white tiger, why was it so out of tune...

"Okay, don't be stunned, go on!" said that it was too late, and before the young man's words fell, the fishing rod in his hand flew straight towards Murong.

This time Murong was already ready, mobilizing the strength of his whole body to catch the flying "tragedy".

After starting, Murong was a little relieved. This time, the weight increase is not directly doubled as before, but I want to be about 20% heavier than before, which is in line with my limit.

Murong didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest anymore, and it was no exaggeration to say that if a fish was hooked at this time, I am afraid that Murong would be difficult to deal with.

He tries to completely empty his mind and not think about anything that might affect his mind, or rather, not to think about anything.

The white tiger on the side seemed to notice Murong's efforts, nodded with satisfaction, but immediately frowned slightly, seemed to be a little unhappy, but did not say anything.

The time spent in meditation flew quickly, and Murong Yue felt that this time there were at least four hours, and he was in this time. I felt the breakthrough of the limit again, and I became more and more comfortable.

However, Murong did not relax because of this, and even directly ignored Xiao Hei's system prompt.

Just when Murong thought that he could hold on to the end, the white tiger gave him another surprise.

The young man raised his hand slightly, and slapped the fishing rod in Murong's hand as if he didn't seem to exert any force.

But Murong didn't feel like this, his arms suddenly felt a sink, and it seemed that the weight of the things in his hands instantly increased several times.

In the midst of meditation, he didn't have any defenses at all, and this sudden weight increase completely broke through his current limit several times, how could he withstand it.

The fishing rod in his hand slipped for the third time in Murong's surprise, and Murong looked directly at the young man on the side.

"Senior... I said it was an accident, do you believe it..."Murong forced out a smile, but now he was clearly smiling more ugly than crying.

The young man smiled and nodded, "Okay, for now, this is the end of your promotion." ”

Hearing this, Murong quickly got up from the ground, his body was still a little weak after sitting for a long time, but Murong couldn't care about it at all.

"Thank you for your advice. Murong respectfully bowed to the 'kind-faced' young man in front of him.

"Don't be in a hurry to bow yet", that rich voice appeared again, Murong was stunned, and the scene in front of him actually changed.

The lotus pond scene that frightened Murong before disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, and the position he was in now was a standard octagonal ring.

The young man in front of him has also changed into a middle-aged strong man with an upper body, which is in contrast to the thick bell-like voice before.

"Senior, you are..." Murong is a little big now, knowing that this is a white tiger, and if he doesn't know, he thinks it's a cosplay competition.

"Since you want to have a fight, it's better to use this body. How's that, look at these pectoral muscles!"

“......”

"Alright, let's talk about the rules. Seeing that the scene was a little embarrassing, Bai Hu cleared his throat and changed the topic by the way. "Whoever falls loses, as long as you win, it's considered a pass. Of course, you have countless chances."

Hearing this, Murong was suddenly relieved. It seems that the customs clearance is certain, but I just don't know how many times I need to clear the customs smoothly.

"That, senior, offended. Murong bowed his hand, and the two of them each took three steps back.

Just when Murong was fishing with the young man for the last time, Murong had already broken through to the realm of the late stage of the Void Dan, but at that time, in order not to distract himself, Murong directly ignored Xiao Hei's prompt.

Every time he ascends to a small realm, he will bring him two of the most basic and obvious discoveries. First, it is the reserve and recovery of true qi. The second is the expansion and recovery of spiritual power.

Murong has now reached his best state, although he still has some heart palpitations and weak legs in the face of the powerful White Tiger, but he has also given himself restrictions, indicating that he can try.

Murong directly struck out with a gravel palm, and his right fist went straight to the strong man's chest. The strong man's eyes lit up, and he didn't make any attempt to parry, but puffed up his chest.

Murong was stunned, was this to take his palm stiffly?

As Murong thought, his fist struck the strong man's chest firmly. Only a "bang" was heard, and the position of the white tiger did not change at all, and even his expression did not change at all, and he still looked fierce.

On the other hand, Murong was directly bounced out, crashed straight into the edge of the octagonal ring, and fell to the ground in an instant.

"Wow..."Murong held his right arm and trembled continuously, and was praised by Ying Lao as the most powerful body in the realm, and he actually disdained such a blow in front of the white tiger.

The arm of his right hand seemed to have hit a steel plate, and the massive recoil seemed to have broken the meridians near the bones.

"I told you that my pectoral muscles are very good!" Bai Hu patted his chest at Murong, "You lost!"

Murong nodded, "Come again!"

Patting his clothes, Murong stood up.

In fact, this octagonal ring is spotless, and his clothes are not dirty at all, just to add some momentum.

As the realm ascended, the wounds or meridians healed more quickly, and at this time, his arm had almost recovered as before, but it was still a little sore.

This time, Murong didn't want to take the initiative. It seems that this white tiger's defensive ability is too strong, and he still wants to let the opponent attack first, and wait for the opportunity to counterattack himself.

The strong man saw that Murong had put on a posture but didn't make a move, and he also knew Murong's thoughts.

Immediately, he directly hit a palm that was not much different from the gravel palm that Murong had just now, and it also ran towards Murong's chest.

Murong didn't move, but he didn't want to deliberately imitate the other party, but wanted to use the muscle reaction taught by the shadow elder to avoid this move.

But he was naïve.

The white tiger's palm was many times faster than his own gravel palm, and his thick fist struck him like a meteor across the sky.

Ying Lao also said that he was not a physical cultivator, so the limitations of this combat experience were particularly large, but Murong had forgotten this.

The scene where he imagined that he would dodge this palm did not appear, and with a muffled "poof", the white tiger's palm slapped Murong's chest firmly.

A mouthful of blood spurted out when he "poofed", and Murong only felt a strong pain in his chest spread directly to his whole body. Several ribs near his chest were all shattered, almost affecting his dantian.

Seeing this, the white tiger was also stunned, this person actually stupidly took his palm.