Chapter 11 "Waste" in a Wheelchair (Thanks. Brother's first tip, hereby add a more chapter)
"Bold, who dares to speak wildly!" Ghost Douluo reprimanded loudly.
The chic and rampant chant came out immediately,
"There is a wind sword first, and then there is a sky, if I draw the sword and race the immortals."
"Boom!"
A pillar of sword qi light containing countless wind blades rose from the hall, instantly shattering the roof of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the bricks and rubble directly exploded into sparse pieces, shooting out in all directions.
Damn, who is so arrogant that he dares to come to the lair of the Wuhun Palace?
Li Tianyi didn't have time to admire this person's bravery, he was already weak and was "cared for" by the strong wind, his eyes were dark, and he fainted directly.
Six years later –
Notting City Martial Soul Temple,
There are very few people in the Martial Soul Hall on weekdays, and there are always few people who come to register as soul masters.
"Uncle Gongyin, are there disabled people in the Martial Spirit Palace?" A child of five or six years old pulled the young man and pointed to the corner of the hall with an ignorant look.
In the corner, a grim-faced young man sat in a wooden wheelchair with a brown blanket on his lap, touching his nose as if thinking about something.
Gong Yin shook his head and sneered: "A waste who eats and waits for death in our Martial Spirit Palace, let's not care about him." ”
The little boy tugged at the corner of Gong Yin's clothes, revealing his bright eyes, and said seriously: "Uncle Gong Yin, then I really want to be a waste, just like that brother, I don't have to work hard and have food." ”
Gong Yin's face stiffened, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Tutu, waste is a derogatory term!" What you have awakened is the battlefield wolf martial spirit, and you will have to learn more like your Xiaopeng senior brother in the future. ”
Tutu didn't speak, still looking at the young man in the wheelchair in the corner with envy.
The room was not big, and Li Tianyi, who was in a wheelchair, naturally heard the conversation here, and couldn't help but want to laugh a little.
The muscles in his face tried to move, and finally he gave up, laughing? Not after the age of three.
Six years have passed in a blink of an eye, Li Tianyi sighed secretly.
After he was stunned that day, he was brought here by the Silver Armor Knight, and he didn't know anything about the earth-shattering sword in the Martial Spirit Hall and what happened next.
Over the years, he has tried to inquire, but there is no gain, only the grapevine that there are two Titled Douluo in the Wuhun Hall that day and they were hacked on the spot, and there is no more news, it should be deliberately hidden by the ashamed Wuhun Palace.
"Rubbish, you're in my way!"
Li Tianyi didn't look up, he knew that the annoying spirit was coming again.
"Didn't you hear me talking to you?" An unruly face looked at Li Tianyi sarcastically.
Li Tianyi ignored him with a cold face, and pushed the wooden wheel with both hands on the edge of the wheelchair and went out of the hall.
"Forget Peng Bo, you are the first day of our Martial Soul Palace, what do you have to do with a waste." Gong Yin walked over and said.
Peng Bo looked at Li Tianyi's back and sneered: "I thought he was so powerful back then, and his relationship was just a waste cripple in the end." ”
Gong Yin looked at Peng Bo's eyes with some respect, and continued: "A standing genius is called a genius, what is he?" If it weren't for the warrant issued by the Pope, it is estimated that he would have starved to death outside. ”
Peng Bo looked at Li Tianyi's back and deliberately said loudly: "I also heard that our hall wanted to attach a soul ring to him, but he refused. ”
"If you want me to look at that, he doesn't really want to refuse, it's that the person is really useless, and the soul ring can't be absorbed."
Li Tianyi shook his head and pushed the wooden wheels on both sides out of the main hall.
There are no flies here, it's much quieter.
Looking at the bright sunshine, he couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh air, and his mood looked very happy.
Return to your own beautifully renovated private little yard.
Li Tianyi pursed his lips and was a little speechless, his little life is really leisurely, he has food and drink by relying on a token, the living environment is good, and the most important thing is that he doesn't have to do anything.
Co-authoring Bibi Dong means that he has let his waste genius retire here.
"Whoosh!" A figure in the sky came with a silver sword.
Li Tian sat in a wheelchair at one end, looking at the indifferent old man in white who had arrived at Edgeworth, and he was not surprised at all.
He bowed and respected: "Dust Lao! ”
Sword Douluo stood there indifferently, waved his hand and didn't speak, and lifted his four-foot-three-inch silver Seven Killing Sword and practiced it in the courtyard.
The opponent's movements were very light and slow, so slow that anyone here could easily remember the trajectory of the sword parade through the air.
Sword Douluo first held the sword and his arm into a straight line, then slowly pushed forward, and then bent his elbow to stretch the sword to slide from top to bottom...
Li Tianyi's eyes widened, and he was also following the drill in his heart.
Sword Douluo's movements increased with the number of drills, and the speed of dancing became faster and faster, until it reached the point where it was difficult to trace with the naked eye at the end.
Half an hour later, Sword Douluo stood up and put away his sword, and left without saying a word.
Li Tianyi bowed his hand again to the white-clothed back in the air, with a deep gratitude in his eyes.
......
The Kata Mountains near Notting City are deserted except for the rumbling of a waterfall beside them.
Li Tianyi was naked, standing on a huge reef at the water's edge, dancing a long branch, at first glance it was almost the same as Fang Cai Sword Douluo's dancing movements.
After a while, Li Tianyi stopped moving, and his eyes fell into contemplation.
I already know the six sword styles of stabbing, splitting, teasing, hanging, cloud, and point of this basic sword technique, but the final three sword styles of collapse, interception, and cutting are really difficult to master, and there is still a lot of fire behind.
Li Tianyi immediately jumped off the reef, stretched out his hand and wiped it, the long branch in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and he stretched out his hand again.
With a "bang", a heavy object fell from the void, smashing the ground into a thick pit.
Li Tianyi leaned over and grabbed the heavy object and shook it, and after unfolding it, it turned out to be a special dress.
He tossed the weight of his clothes, and couldn't help pouting helplessly: "It's not necessarily a good thing that your physical strength has improved too quickly, and if you change your clothes one after another, you don't want to make money, and the silver is not enough to pay the blacksmith shop." ”
"Boom!"
Li Tianyi had just put on his clothes, and he had no luck under his feet, and his toes poked a big hole out.
It seems that his control over the power of his flesh is still not good.
Li Tianyi shook his head, and then like a brute elephant hurrying away, exuding a fierce aura, he stepped out of countless big pits, and shot rapidly towards the depths of the mountain range.
"Roar"
His undisguised aura and movements finally startled a huge black bear nearly four meters tall.
Li Tianyi's eyes lit up, and without waiting for the black bear to make a move, he took the lead in attacking with his fist.
As if provoked, the black bear slapped its bear paw with sharp nails, and at the same time opened its huge mouth and let out a shocking beast roar.
"A two-thousand-year-old soul beast that can rival a thirty-five-level soul venerable?"