The fist rises in the dust, and the fist falls in the dust. It seems to be a light punch, but the power contained in it is far from as simple as it seems.

Sheba frowned, and his best punch only slightly embedded in the stone pillar, although it surpassed Abi Lang and Shavarang, leaving his own trace. But compared with Shizhu's original fist seal, he lost more than one chip.

Is it so strong? Who the hell are you, I'm getting more and more curious.

The corners of Sheba's mouth rose slightly, not a little lost.

"Alright, you two. A man will not be depressed because of temporary gains and losses. Pull yourself together! Strong physique, strong heart, you still have a long way to go! ”

"If you really don't feel convinced, try to make yourself stronger and come back here. Leave your mark on this stone pillar, let's go, let's go meet the owner of this fist print. ”

When Sheba had finished speaking, he walked towards the depths of the cave, and Abi Lang and Shavarang glanced at each other, and gave a firm glance at the stone pillar before running to follow.

Yanhui Mountain is worthy of being Yanhui Mountain, and even here, which is not famous by caves, is still accessible in all directions and the same as a labyrinth. I don't know what a dark cave and a huge grotto should look like.

Sheba took Abriel and Shavarang like headless flies and spun around in the hole. The elves met a lot, but they didn't find the owner of the fist print. That is to say, Xiba is different from ordinary people, so he does not feel anxious at all, but regards this trip to the cave as a practice of patience and physical strength.

The trainer's mind was conveyed to the elf, and Abby Lang and Shavarang were infected, and their fatigue was reduced a lot.

The cave extends downward, and it is not difficult to feel that in the process of groping the ground, it is also a disguised descent. Sheba turned a corner, and a blinding light came from not far away.

Hey? Is it an export? This huge sound... Is it the sound of flowing water?

"Haha, Abby Lang, Shavarang, follow me, nature's bounty is coming."

Sheba clenched her fists excitedly, and after turning around for so long, she was indeed a little thirsty.

The closer you get to the entrance of the cave, the louder the water becomes. Almost as soon as he got out of the cave, Hiba saw a huge waterfall on the other side of the rock.

Looking at the top of the cave from the mountain road, the waterfall could not be seen at all, as if it appeared there out of thin air, and with great force, it smashed a deep pit and merged into a pool.

Sheba froze in place, her eyes shining.

Mountains, waterfalls, deserts... These places are places that he loves very much, and there is an ascetic-like quality in his bones, sharpening the elves at the same time, but also sharpening himself.

"There's a waterfall here, it's such a big one, it's amazing!"

"Hahaha, boys, here's our chance to go down the mountain!"

After a brief greeting to the two elves behind him, and without any hesitation, the hot-blooded man ran towards the mountain road where the waterfall was located.

Choosing the right position, fastening the belt tightly, without the fancy movements of the beard, jumping and falling with faith at an accelerated pace.

The sound of wind and water vapor kept passing by in my ears. If Yu is idle, he will definitely have to complain about the physique of humans in the elf world. In the previous life, just find someone to jump from such a high place, and you can win with a whole corpse.

"Bang!"

The three figures were like bombs thrown into a puddle, and the splash exploded for more than ten meters. But the loud sound was nothing compared to the waterfall.

"Whew."

It took a full minute for Hiba to emerge from the water, and the fierce current enveloped her whole body, like nature's purest body massage.

"Hahaha, it's so comfortable."

Hiba laughed heartily and headed down the waterfall, his blood boiling because of the difficulty of breathing because of the ferocity of the water. The muscles that had been silent for a long time seemed to have been refreshed in this baptism.

"You two, keep up, this is a rare opportunity."

Sheba looked back at Abby Lang and Shawarang, who were already a few feet behind, and reminded him.

Waterfalls are hard to find, and those that can be used for cultivation are even harder to find. Like the one in front of you, it can already be said that it is unattainable. The first time that human beings have the unknown is the most valuable for development.

When you come back next time, you will be prepared, and the effect of your cultivation will be much worse. Therefore, whenever Sheba encounters a suitable place for spiritual practice, he will not miss it. Just like before, I decided to come to rock climbing on the spur of the moment.

Because it is casual, pure, and powerful.

This huge waterfall is no joke, and only by experiencing it can you understand what it feels like to destroy everything. Of course, Hiba didn't know that this was the source of the waters, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Before he could stand up, Hiba had been completely suppressed. It is precisely because of this that Hiba becomes more excited.

"Give me... Stand up! ”

With his muscles puffed up, Hiba finally climbed a large rock under the waterfall. Because of the long-term washing, the surface of the stone becomes extremely smooth. There is nowhere to exert force under his feet, and there is a thunderous stream of water on his body. Even if he is as strong as him, he can only kneel half-way, and he can never support his right foot. However, if you are careful, you can still see that Hiba's right foot is constantly raised.

Pull up every penny.

"Drink!"

Just as Sheba was struggling, suddenly there was a muffled cry from the other side of the water, and then a rapid shadow hit Sheba.

In the end, it is the king of martial arts, Hiba's brain has not yet reacted, and his body has already reacted. The thick arms were crossed in a cross, blocking the front of him, protecting the vital point.

"Bang!"

"Ahem."

The moment the shadow hit Hiba's arm, the breath that Hiba held in his chest was forcibly knocked out, and Hiba himself was beaten upside down at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to keep up with.

"Wow."

Hiba was still defensive, but everywhere he passed, there were huge waves because of the contact between his feet and the water. If it weren't for the fact that he was going backwards, it would be like a martial arts master speeding on the water.

The flight lasted for a hundred meters before Sheba finally stopped, and with the little strength he had left, he climbed up a rock. Then he rolled over, turned on his back to the sky, and gasped for air.

At that moment, he saw clearly what had been hit on his hand. It was a blue-gray fist, presumably part of an elf's body.

The fists are so fierce that there is little chance of dodging.

It seems that there is only one punch, but that kind of power is by no means as simple as a punch, not to mention that there are a hundred punches in that second.

In addition, the elves who will choose a place like a waterfall as their own training place.

The answer is already obvious!

Xiba's pupils dilated, even though it was difficult to maintain her breathing, her smile refused to decrease by half a minute, and the excitement and excitement in her chest were about to burst out.

It turns out that the owner of the fist mark is you?