"This forest is like a natural training ground." As soon as the magic trick in Li Wuming's hand changed, Zi Yuan stopped suddenly, and the strong wind he brought up ruffled everyone's hair, "It won't take too long, just in the interval between our journeys, let's exercise your actual combat ability." ”

"Master Li, will it be dangerous?" You Jiaoer and Guo Ke glanced at each other, and they could see the eagerness in each other's eyes. Ever since they had ascended to the Qi training stage and learned those magical spells, the idea of actual combat had taken root in their hearts like seeds.

"Cut." Li Wuming squeezed out a sentence from the depths of his throat, "With me, those fierce beasts that don't enter the stream, low-level spirit beasts, how can they hurt you a single hair?" You can even use this forest as your back garden! ”

"Of course, you don't have to worry about your life, but I won't care about some small injuries and pains." The corners of Li Wuming's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, which made Wen Jin on the other side tremble. The smile was like a bucket of ice water, splashing at him.

What is the definition of a minor injury? Looking at Li Wuming's appearance, it is estimated that lying on the ground and not being able to get up is considered a major injury. Wen Jin was about to jump up in protest, but saw Li Wuming let out a long howl, and his voice spread out like ripples.

Zi Yuan circled with his master's voice, and then swooped down, turning into a purple streamer. The strong wind pressure pressed Wen Jin and the others on top of the flying sword, and the wind cut their faces like knives, causing everyone's hair to float in the air like spider silk.

Soon, Zi Yuan passed through the gap between the trees and landed on the ground, and the rotting dead leaves around him were blown up by the wind and scattered in the air like snowflakes. The movement startled a few birds, and a few hares suddenly jumped out of the bushes and disappeared into the distance.

Rhubarb was the first to throw down a flying sword like purple jade, scattering joy in the blades of grass, rolling around on the ground like a leather ball, and biting the broken leaves in his mouth. Wen Jin and the others stepped down from Ziyuan in turn, looking around curiously.

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, illuminating this ancient forest. At this time, the woods seemed to have just woken up, and the mist brought a hint of humidity to the air, and the breath was quite pleasant, like a watery breeze entering the nose.

"Alright, without further ado." Li Wuming clapped his hands, his voice was not abrupt in the quiet woods, it seemed to be blown up by the wind, and it seemed a little far away, "The first lesson of actual combat training, opponent training, Wen Jin, you are the target, let them come." ”

"Is this good?" Guo Ke showed a worried look on the surface, but in fact, he was a little gloating in his heart. He is aware of Wen Jin's strength, and he also knows that he is the difference between heaven and earth, but this does not prevent him from having the idea of killing Wen Jin.

The more they learned about the way of cultivating immortals, the more they discovered the power of Wen Jin, like a high mountain. But Guo Ke and You Jiaoer are not general, they both have their own progress, so they want to compete and understand their own strength.

"It's fine." Wen Jin patted his robe, and the dust flew like particles, "You guys go up together, don't worry, I won't bully you, let me think about it...... Let's use one-third of my strength. ”

Guo Ke's face turned dark - I've seen people who look down on people, but I've never seen people who look down on people like this. He clenched his knuckles like fried beans, a smile curled into the corners of his mouth, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, I won't be hard when I beat you." ”

"That's right, that's it!" Wen Jin let out a long laugh, his snow-like robe shining in the sun, "That's what you want." If they are all like women's fists and embroidered legs, what is the meaning of such a competition? ”

You Jiao'er's smile stiffened, her hands swept in front of her, and for a while, even the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a little: "What's wrong with the woman?" Don't think that girls are much weaker than you when they fight, Senior Brother Wenjin, you look like you are very untidy! ”

The words condensed into ice and fell to the ground, and You Jiaoer and Guo Ke stepped forward with Wen Jin's smile and rushed towards him. The dead leaves flew and fell under their feet, and the two of them pinched the magic trick in their hands, and there was a faint frost condensation between You Jiao'er's palms, and the dead leaves around Guo Ke seemed to reappear in a trance.

……

Wen Jin exhaled, and the water in it was condensed into ice crystals by cryomy, falling like powder. His movements were a little sluggish, but harmless. He stretched out a hand and caught the pink fist swung by You Jiao'er, and commented in his mouth: "It's a little naïve, it's not ruthless enough, it's soft and weak, so it won't kill at all, and it will expose the empty door." ”

You Jiao'er's cheeks were a little pink, she withdrew her fist, bent down and bent her knees, and kicked Wen Jin's crotch. Wen Jin was slightly surprised, but still reached out to take it. With a bang, You Jiao'er felt a pain in her leg, like a kick on a stake.

"Good choice." With a wave of his hand, Wen Jin waved You Jiaoer's slender thighs away, his eyes narrowed slightly, reflecting the sky like crystals, "It really surprised me, but it's still the same problem, it's too soft." ”

As he was talking, he waved his hand casually to repel Guo Ke who rushed up, and at the same time twisted his body to dodge, supported Rhubarb's abdomen with both hands, and threw it out. Wen Jin clapped his hands and showed a sunny smile: "You are the same, the problem is that the timing is not accurate, and also, remember to attack the enemy's shortcomings with your own strengths." ”

"It's a struggle." Guo Ke got up from the ground covered with fallen leaves, and the broken leaves fell like dust. He restrained his smile and seriously thought about his tactics against Wen Jin. After a while, his expression moved.

He ran towards Wen Jin again, and the dirt under his feet exploded into a splash and splashed. Soon, he approached Wen Jin, twisted his waist, and a powerful but not very standard whip leg struck Wen Jin in the air.

"Too slow." Wen Jin shook his head and stretched out a hand. His palm was just right to meet Guo Ke's whip leg and caught his kick, Guo Ke's foot slashed along his palm, igniting his palm like a match.

Wen Jin shook it with his hand, and the flames in the palm of his hand burned Guo Ke's cloth shoes slightly, as if he had ignited a piece of straw paper. Feeling the temperature of the soles of his feet, Guo Ke retreated from pain, but his eyes were bright. He saw something in this temptation.

"He lacks effective means of defense!" Guo Ke stepped on the dirt mixed with dead leaves, and shouted with some excitement. His eyes are serene and clear, like the surface of a winter lake, "Attack him from a distance as much as possible!" ”

"Not bad." Wen Jin's eyes flashed with approval, he stretched out his hand and waved, and the flames clinged to his hand, "Take out your greatest ability and attack!" ”