From that day on, it was discovered that the legend of the Kingdom of West Asia, Master Karen Denister, had disappeared out of thin air.

Neither Mitheus nor the Denister family could find him. Even Mr. Horton, who has now become a big celebrity in the Kingdom of West Asia, doesn't know where his most "beloved" apprentice has gone.

Of course, this kind of thing is impossible to say casually.

Whenever someone asks questions, Mr. Horton is always full of mystery. "Although Karen's strength is not bad now, I think there are still some flaws, so let him retreat and practice for a while, and everyone should stop bothering him. ”

When people who don't know what to do hear this, they almost fall under Mr. Horton's sackcloth pants.

However, the few brothers of the same period who were now about to break through the Golden Dragon Fighter in strength were clear in their hearts. Karen did go to practice, but no one until he went.

What they don't know is that the current Young Master Karen is experiencing the greatest tribulation since he crossed over.

Now he has "willingly" become a veritable blacksmith in Sour Iron City, and even adds the word apprenticeship to the end.

"With your posture, at your frequency, when will you really be able to smash out a Xuangang spear?"

Especially when I saw the whole box of Xuangang essence in the corner, my eyes narrowed.

In the past few years since he came to the Kingdom of West Asia, he has finally collected a few kilograms of Xuantie essence by thrashing and beating every day, which is still 108,000 miles away from creating a divine weapon that can withstand the blows of those old men.

But this dream has come true.

Young Master Karen doesn't say that he has a sore back every day, and he has to endure the words of the second master.

He was covered in sweat, and the hammer inherited from the second master's hand clanked, but his face was sad. "Master, can't you teach me something else? ”

"What the hell is the dragon fighting technique?" Since having this apprentice, the second master doesn't know how many times a day he has to roll his eyes.

In the face of such a master who vividly expresses the three words of scoundrel, Li Xiang is also helpless.

If it weren't for the dissatisfaction a few days ago, the stall was not done, and the three "senior brothers" next to him brought him back like catching chickens in the Dragon Riding Hall that was nearly completed in the Sour Iron City, Li Xiang would not have been able to work so hard now.

You must know that Li Xiang, who tried his best at that time, didn't even scratch the skin of others.

When the hand covered with carbon black grabbed it, Li Xiang found that no matter how he hid, it was useless.

The fifth layer of the Twelve Soul Breaking Spears that rotated at high speed was pinched in the hands of the senior brother who was responsible for arresting him back.

At that time, the elder brother's exact words were like this. "Little junior brother, your toothpick doesn't have enough penetrating power. ”

Li Xiang tried his best to pull the spear out of his palm.

Since then, although Li Xiang has complained, the movements in his hands have never stopped.

In fact, Li Xiang came here with the same attitude of giving it a try. For so long, he seemed invincible by the system's buff effect, but where in this world did he have so many fresh wurmmons to his mouth every day?

Now the entire kingdom of West Asia, except for the few dragon knights of Mirande and Dannistera, has been tasted.

Li Xiang realized a huge problem.

He calculated, now unless he really gnawed all the wurms of the entire West Asian Kingdom, unless he wanted to surpass the Golden Dragon Knight, it was simply impossible. This also includes which blood veins are not highly concentrated.

Doesn't this mean that you have to eat for a lifetime to get to the Golden Dragon Knight?

Saying this, Li Xiang pretended to be serious and put down the hammer, turned around and picked up a spear, and asked, "I have learned a dragon fighting technique, do you want to give me some advice?"

In this regard, the second master is quite competent.

Nor did he break his deliberate laziness, and carefully placed the bottle of good wine on the table. "Try it. ”

He just stood.

"Then I made a move?" Li Xiang said seriously.

"Why is there so much?" the second master was a little impatient.

Li Xiang didn't say a word at the moment, he played with the spirit of twelve, and the strength of the five-layer soul breaking spear was not hidden at all.

One thorn, two thorns, three thorns......

Ten minutes later, Li Xiang was tired and panting, looking at the second master who had only stretched out one left hand until now, and barely squeezed out a smile. "Master, how's it going?"

The second master did not directly dislike it this time, but was silent for a while...... I dislike it.

"Bullshit isn't. Marksmanship is not only a stabbing attack. Pricking, picking, and thorning are indispensable, and besides, this kind of long weapon, if you don't sweep a large area, it has the advantage of hair?"

"Bring it. The second master stretched out his hand.

Li Xiang knew that the time had come to see the real kung fu, and hurriedly handed the spear to the second master's hand.

The second master didn't deliberately show anything, and the spear slashed at a black steel spear in his hand.

The poor spear, which had just been cast, was broken like that.

It's broken!

The second master threw the spear back into the weapon pile, and picked up the bottle of wine again, "Strike more iron, it's good for you." You give it a try, when can you sit down and smash thirty or fifty times a second, even if you barely meet the standard. ”

Li Xiang was dumbfounded, but he was speechless.

Say not convinced. Li Xiang was convinced.

Convince me to be angry, and I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

However, as the number and frequency of striking iron continued to increase, Li Xiang soon discovered the problem.

The control of his arm muscles soon reached unprecedented heights.

In his spare time, Li Xiang secretly tried it. I found that now when I picked up the Xuangang spear, I felt extremely light, and in less than a month, I had unknowingly practiced the Twelve Soul Breaking Spear to the sixth layer.

Li Xiang, who couldn't believe his arm, was reminiscing about the feeling just now, and the elusive voice behind him sounded again, it was the elder brother who always looked honest.

"Little junior brother's marksmanship is good, and it's still very good to stab ants and cockroaches. ”

Li Xiang pricked up his ears, he knew that the next sentence was the point.

"However, has the little junior brother ever thought that since the gun can rotate and stab, why can't it vibrate up and down and smash it?

Li Xiang was stunned.

What is genius?

This time, Li Xiang finally understood.

The second master let himself keep striking iron, and this whole month must have a deep meaning, and he couldn't think about it, so he was broken by this short elder brother who was like a farmer and laughed all day long.

"Dig a groove, senior brother, didn't you say it earlier?" Li Xiang was grateful.

But people didn't take it seriously at all. "Isn't that obvious?"

Li Xiang instantly felt the urge to vomit blood.

Start by eating dragon meat

Start with eating dragon meat