Chapter 187 - Training of all kinds

The next day, the old man's eyes opened slightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

It wasn't the harsh sunlight that woke him up, but the tangy aromas.

I saw Xiao Youlong set up a fire, caught a few fish racks and barbecued on them.

The old man's figure fell to the ground, and You Long handed over one of the grilled fish, and the old man was not polite, he picked it up and ate it. One old and one young did not speak, and ate in silence. The old man quietly looked at Xiao Youlong, and saw that the little face was in good spirits, and his eyes were shining brightly, obviously in excellent spirits.

Boy, he's recovering pretty fast.

The old man threw the eaten fish bones on the ground and stood up.

Xiao Youlong also just finished eating, stood up and looked at the old man.

The old man nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a handful of dirt covered the fire and the scraps they had eaten: "Pick up the sticks and follow me."

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The two of them walked through the woods one after the other.

After a long time, the vision in front of me gradually became brighter.

It's a huge flat land.

It looks like a circular flat land surrounded by countless tall trees.

But on this flat ground, there are all kinds of strange things.

Brat. The old man looked at You Long and grinned: Welcome to Hell.

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It's been a year since the little dragon came to this mysterious mountain.

The face that originally looked pink has become slightly dark, and with Taoist lines, it is no longer childish.

Xiao Youlong was engrossed at the moment, looking at the lazy old man in front of him. Holding the wooden stick with both hands, he has never succeeded in this training once. This crazy old man doesn't know where to get such perverted training......

Three, two......

The old man counted down, but when he counted to two, his hand was already thrown at the dragon at will!

Fuck me! You mean old fellow! The pores of Youlong's whole body exploded, and flying towards Youlong was a black shadow the size of a basketball.

Take a closer look......

It's a hive!

Dry! The wooden stick in the dragon's hand stretched forward!

The hive was knocked back, but the bees inside poured out like a talisman, rushing towards the dragon like a puff of black rain!

You Long is calm, this is his fourteenth hive training.

Calm down!

Looking at the swarm of bees, the dragon spear is wielded, and the spear is like the wind. Every time you shoot, you kill several bees! That's why the dragon shoots out as fast as lightning!

But Ren Youlong's wooden stick was wielded vigorously, but the bees were everywhere, and finally a bee stung the back of Youlong's right hand, making his hand numb.

The next scene is so unsightly, countless bees regard You Long as the murderer of their home, and the thick tail needle stabs at You Long's small body as if it is not fatal.

The old man glanced at the embarrassed little dragon out of the corner of his eye, and waved his thin palm at will.

The bees disappeared into the woods as if they had been driven away by something.

Out of danger, the dragon was lying on the ground, panting desperately, as if trying to spit out the suffocation.

The old man walked over and sat beside Xiao Youlong.

Hum.

Xiao Youlong snorted, after this time, Xiao Youlong had no fear of this old man. Although this old man always comes up with all kinds of strange perverted methods to torture him...... God, who would use bees to forge chains!

Kid, angry?

Hum.

Why don't I tell you a story!

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Xiao Youlong didn't speak, but his ears were quietly pricked up, obviously paying attention to what the old man was going to say next. The old man was secretly amused, but he didn't see through it, but said slowly: That's a, a big world.

In that world, there is no machinery, no technology. But there are magic, martial arts, and so on.

The old man told a story about the world, and he was fascinated by it. Where has You Long, who has been focusing on his studies since he was a child, heard such a strange story? What a dragon, a fantasy world of magic.

Time passes, and the little dragon is also growing day by day.

Every time he started training enough to deal with the old man's perverts, the difficulty got bigger and bigger. Every day, the dragon dances on the edge of the limit. And every time You Long was so tired that he began to hate the perverted old man, the old man would come over and tell stories about that strange world.

A world was gradually built up from You Long's mind, and he secretly vowed to never be like his father, to present such a world in front of everyone in the world in the form of a game......

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In this way, three years passed, and that year, You Long was thirteen years old.

The body of the dragon stood on the wooden stakes, as steady as Mount Tai.

It was a formation of dozens of disorganized wooden stakes driven to the ground, which the old man said was called plum blossom stakes. And You Long has been jumping on the plum blossom pile for more than an hour, but he still breathes freely, and he doesn't have any difficulty.

The old man was still sitting on the ground casually, his eyes slightly closed, looking at the swimming dragon that moved freely, and his right hand was waved at will.

The two fruit cores roared towards the dragon on the pile with the sound of breaking wind!

But You Long was not surprised by this, the upper body was folded down, an iron plate bridge, and his hands were held on the other two plum blossom piles, and then his body stood back.

The old man waved his right hand again......

Wow! You're ruthless!

This time it was two things flying.

One is a wooden stick that has accompanied the dragon for three years, and the other is the nightmare.

Honeycomb!

You Long took the stick and slammed the hive into the air. But it's never the hive that's scary, it's what inhabits it.

Countless bees poured out of the nest again, but You Long was holding his breath, and countless black bees flew in, but the speed in his eyes gradually slowed down. This is the dynamic vision that has been forged after hundreds of extreme training sessions by bee stingers.

His swing speed had also increased a lot compared to before, and to be honest, the hive's training was no longer much of a threat to the dragon. But now You Long is standing on the plum blossom pile, and his feet can't move at will, which is tantamount to increasing the difficulty.

But after the initial scramble, You Long has gradually stabilized. The location of the plum blossom stake, he can remember it with both eyes closed, this kind of physical memory after hundreds of training sessions cannot be forgotten.

Fifteen minutes...... Thirty minutes......

Bees are raining down, and there are more and more honey peaks being laid down by the dragon, and the dragon is getting easier and easier.

Suddenly, the bee turned and flew away.

The old man beckoned: Come down.

The dragon fell to the ground, panting slightly: What's the matter, what's new? The old man shook his head: No.

Yes? You Long was stunned.

There's not much to teach you. Now, it's time for the final level.

The old man stood up slowly, his murderous aura seemed to be liberated from the seal, the birds in the surrounding trees were startled, and all the birds and beasts within a radius of a hundred miles fled out like crazy!

But in You Long's eyes, it was not an old man who was as thin as his peers.

Under my attack, stay alive.

There was no one in front of him, it was a lion who had just woken up from his slumber, revealing his hideous fangs!