"You've been talking to you, haven't you heard? Why is this little girl still so young, oh, yes, yes, yes, you haven't heard you talk to you a few times before. Sanskrit responded to Hebal, which relieved him, and he danced happily and spoke loudly to Sangyin.

Sanskrit did not answer.

"Is it true that you said you could hold out for two days?" he quipped.

"Probably. ”

"Then you are better than, you said that I can still hold on for 5 days, and the result is that I won, so the little girl's family should go back and rest quickly." He Ba said proudly, but he didn't mean to ridicule the last sentence, he sincerely wanted Fanyin to go back to rest quickly, after all, this little girl still has injuries on her body, what does it matter if he is a big man with pain in his flesh and bones.

"Heba, do you think the two of us are really competing?" Fanyin looked at Heba with gentle eyes. This sentence stopped Heba in a solid way.

In fact, the strength of the two of them asked themselves, how could they not know, in terms of spiritual power and physical strength, Heba is much higher than Sanskrit, in such a game won purely by endurance, Sanskrit Yin will have a few percent chance of winning.

"I'm just fighting against myself, and so are you, so let's fight to the end. Sanskrit Yin said lightly.

He felt that he had been spelled, and the indescribable strange feeling quietly spread all over his body, his thoughts, he felt that he was ** in control, or he should put it another way, but he couldn't think of a more appropriate description for a while. He watched Sanskrit gradually fall silent, and his heart slowly settled down with her, he followed her example, closed his eyes, and breathed more and more smoothly and naturally.

From the early morning of the fourteenth day, Fanyin changed her movements, her waist and abdomen were strengthened, her legs were bent, she kicked hard and straightened, and turned around and stood up in mid-air. She only stepped on the buckle with her right foot, and her whole person stood as vigorously and straight as a silver needle in the mountains, without swinging. She closed her eyes slightly, crossed her hands over her chest, and the moonlight sprinkled on her face, so quiet, scattered and alone.

At dawn on the 14th, people came out of their tents one after another, saw the changing posture of Sanskrit sounds, and discussed it freshly. In fact, a few days ago, when Sanskrit and Heba were talking, everyone listened and watched with great excitement, and they didn't understand why the relationship between the two of them seemed so good, like friends, shouldn't they be rivals. Yaya asked Tiankuo on the side:

"Is Xiaoyin tired, how did she stand up? It would be easier to stand up, right? "Yaya is not so much sleeping these nights, but turning over again and again, and she can't settle down at all, and always gets up in the middle of the night to see how Sanskrit is doing. Tiankuo would come to visit her from time to time during the day, but every time he came over, he would greet his brother.

"Well, Sanskrit's physical strength and spiritual power have begun to decline. However, standing up like this will not slow down her exertion, but will accelerate her physical exhaustion. It looks very tiring when hanging upside down, but in fact, Sanskrit Yin and Heba both have strong spiritual power to support, and when hanging upside down, you only need to control the output of spiritual power, and your physical strength will not require too much.

But when she stands up like this now, it is obvious that her physical strength will decline rapidly, and the spiritual power reserve of the psionic person is far greater than the physical support, and if she continues like this, Sanskrit Yin should not last long. ”

Tiankuo immediately regretted this sentence, he was used to getting along with his brother, and everything he said was straightforward, and he couldn't change it for a while in the face of a girl. He thought that Yaya would be sad if he just said this, and he watched Yaya's reaction carefully. Who would have thought that Yaya would laugh out loud for the first time.

"Great! Xiaoyin is finally coming back!" Yaya had tears in her eyes.

"Don't you want her to win the game?"

"What to win, I don't want her to win, I just want her to come back quickly!" Yaya said vigorously. Tiankuo looked at Yaya's stubborn little face, stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

In this way, Sanskrit persisted until the afternoon of the fifteenth. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the vast sea, and for a long time, the corners of her mouth moved slightly: "That's it." She read softly, exhaling a long breath, as if tired and relieved.

No one paid attention to the movements of the corners of her lips, everyone only saw her beautiful eyes, and only one person silently knew that she was tired. Bei Ming stood not far from the competition venue, and behind him were the soldiers of the first division who were allowed to watch the game, and the soldiers stood straight and disciplined.

These days, the soldiers have changed and changed, but he has never moved a single bit. He stood down with her in this purging of the marrow, but Beiming still looked refreshed, with dignified eyebrows, as if he had been cleansing for more than ten days. At this time, he paid attention to Sanskrit's every move.

Fanyin turned his head to look at Heba not far away, he was in good shape, his chest was rising and falling gently, and it seemed that he could hold on for three days without a problem. He had not opened his eyes, and his silence for the past few days was far better than before.

"Is this all there?" said Fanyin's heart suddenly ached, "Dad." ”

At that time, the appearance of her father accompanying her to practice martial arts appeared in front of her. Her father was tall and jade, and his face was very bright, he taught her spiritual methods and accompanied her to wash the marrow. The father and daughter often chatted in the forest, and they chatted for several days, and she neither felt bitter nor tired. But her father smiled kindly, but never handed her a meal and half water. only teach her to be cheerful and temper her mind.

"When people are in desperate situations, they will arouse the desire to protect themselves. You've been washing your marrow for ten days, and your body is almost at its limit, and even if you don't want to, your body will rebel. A latent sense of crisis that allows your spiritual power to burst out. The marrow washing was forced to end. ”

Father's words suddenly came to Sanskrit's mind. Her cheeks were sour, her eyelids were red, and her heart was desolate, "What else do I want, what else do I need to protect myself!" she burst out laughing and muttered to herself, "For my life, fear and death are superfluous." I will eventually give up my resistance. ”

Huo Di! As soon as the Sanskrit sound was retracted, the resistance spiritual power that was originally about to pour out was suddenly gathered in the body again by the Sanskrit sound. She had no distractions, she was not afraid of life and death, and the remaining spiritual power once again washed through her body. I saw that her body was weak, but she emitted a stubborn spiritual power. That spiritual power was almost the essence of her life, and it became more and more pure and intense. The tide was coming, but it was blocked by all the spiritual power around her, a hundred meters away, not close to her.

He Ba looked at it suddenly, and felt that her mind was calm and her life was burning. Not only the surroundings of Sanskrit, but even the strong winds and waves on Heba's side were all blocked by Sanskrit.

"This!" Hebal was shocked! Such a power to cleanse the marrow of Hebal would never be seen. He only felt that Sanskrit Yin seemed to be fighting to the death with his life, but the ultimate spiritual power emitted was not like it was used to compete with others, it was completely unprofitable, it only made people feel that life was terrifying, and tolerance was great!