Text Chapter 11 The Great Comparison of Outer Disciples
The breeze blew, and the branches and leaves rustled above the tall and towering trees all around, and even the open area where more than a dozen people gathered was silent.
The eyes full of shock followed closely on Zhao Hong, who fell to the ground and was embarrassed, and then turned into a more intense look of horror, looking at Fang Yun, who was still standing in place after the smoke and dust had cleared.
Twists and turns, such an ending, it was really beyond everyone's expectations, no one thought that in the end, Zhao Hong would be defeated so miserably, let alone that in just half a month, Fang Yun had cultivated to such a realm.
"I, I'll go!"
Wang Chengcheng, who was already sluggish, couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, this can be called a reversal against the sky, which really made him a little confused, the unreal feeling hit his heart, and the whole person was a little in a trance.
Fang Yun, who was standing in the distance, was also a little pale at the moment, although under the blow just now, he had the upper hand, but he also did it with all his strength, and under the hard fight, the fierce fist force also shocked him a little blood, and his breath was unstable.
However, those pair of eyes were still bright and abnormal, even a little sharp, and when he swept his gaze, the disciples who were with Zhao Hong couldn't help but tremble.
"A few of you, take Zhao Hong away and go to the Danyao Hall to find a doctor for treatment, if you delay time and your injuries are aggravated, then it's none of my business." ”
Hearing this, these guys just woke up from a dream, hurriedly ran to Zhao Hong's side, hurriedly lifted him up, and hurriedly walked towards the mountain road, when they passed by Fang Yun's side, they all looked up at him involuntarily, and there was a bit of vague fear in the depths of their eyes.
Watching them leave, Fang Yun took a step, came to Wang Cheng's side, and said, "How about it, Chu Feng is fine, let's send him to the doctor for treatment." ”
And Wang Cheng didn't make a sound, he looked at him with a strange look on his face, and Fang Yun was a little hairy in his heart, confused, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong!"
Wang Cheng jumped up all of a sudden, and slapped Fang Yun's back with a fierce palm, making him grin for a while.
"Okay, you kid! It's hidden deep enough! Damn! You have actually reached the sixth level of blood quenching, and the Nine Pole Palm has been practiced to this point, you kid is a pervert!"
"Fuck you, you're a pervert, hurry up, how long are you going to let Chu Feng lie here. ”
"It's okay, this kid has rough skin and thick flesh, and he is resistant to beating, hurry up! Tell me quickly, how did you improve so much!"
"Hehe, Brother Surface..."
"Say it quickly!"
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In the end, they took Chu Feng to the Zhenwu Sect's Outer Gate Pill Hall, and after careful investigation by the doctors in the hall, they found that he was fine, just because his viscera was shaken by external forces, and his qi and blood were floating.
And Zhao Hong was not in the pill hall, it seemed that he was sent to where his father lived, and Wang Cheng and the others also had bruises of varying degrees, and after applying some ointment that scattered blood and blood, it would be considered to be cured.
At this moment, the two of them were sitting on the stone bench outside the Pill Hall, Wang Cheng still had an expression of disbelief, looked Fang Yun up and down, and said in a tone full of surprise: "You kid, seriously, you came up and confronted Zhao Hong, I thought you had a bad brain!"
Hearing this, Fang Yun had several black lines hanging down on his forehead, and said a little speechlessly: "You talk like this, no wonder you are beaten into such virtue, you deserve it!"
"Yes, you don't speak better than me, by the way, seriously, how did you get to this point!" Wang Cheng asked curiously and with a bit of hope.
"This..."Fang Yun scratched his head, and suddenly he didn't know where to start, after all, the reason for his huge improvement was really a bit weird, even if he told the truth, I was afraid that no one would believe it.
His mind was racing, and his mind was quickly thinking about how to organize his words and explain it clearly to his brother, when suddenly, Fang Yun's aura flashed, and he put on a mysterious attitude, and said to Wang Cheng: "Tell you, it's actually very simple, as long as you can cultivate for ten hours every day like me, you can also make such great progress!"
"Ten hours!"
Wang Cheng listened to his words, and almost didn't bite off his tongue, this time he really looked at Fang Yun with a perverted expression.
"I said you're crazy, you, practice for ten hours a day, not to mention how grinding the cultivation of the Quenching Blood Realm is, just say that after you break through the limits of your body, it will take time to recover again, how can you practice for ten hours every day!"
"Hehe, you don't know this, my master, every time I finish cultivating and break through the limit, he will immediately give me a drink of his secret medicinal soup, and then use his true qi to help me massage my body and stimulate my muscles, it won't take long for me to recover. ”
"I'll go!" Wang Cheng's eyes widened.
"And this kind of operation!!"
Immediately, he looked at Fang Yun with a look of envy, and said with emotion: "Damn, it's good to have a master, how can it be like us, my father can't be busy with his own cultivation all day long, how can he still have time to help me do this kind of stimulating and recovering thing, hey, you kid...... That's not right, then how did you practice the Nine Extremes Palm to such an extent, this thing can't be assisted by external forces!"
In the blink of an eye, Wang Cheng thought of what Fang Yun had said during the previous battle, and still asked with a shocked face: "I said, you really practiced the Seven Dark Power Palm Powers?!"
"Well..."Fang Yun was a little embarrassed, it was true that as Wang Cheng said, the breakthrough of the realm could be said to be based on the help of others, the accumulation of resources and his own hard work and rapid progress, but the cultivation of martial arts was not just hard work, and the help of others could make great progress immediately.
The so-called cultivation is in the individual, which is especially evident in the cultivation of martial arts, without enough martial arts talent, no matter how hard you work, it is difficult to achieve success.
I really couldn't think of any reason, Fang Yun could only bite the bullet and say: "Actually, I haven't told you all along, when I was practicing martial arts, I felt that I was very quick to get started, I didn't feel that this martial arts was as difficult to practice as you said, you also saw that when I learned this set of palm techniques, if there was no interference from Zhao Hong's bastard, I would have been able to play a dark palm power for the first time, so I ......"
Hearing this, Wang Cheng showed a look of sudden realization, indeed he still remembered very clearly, when Fang Yun fell into the state of comprehension that day, he also clearly felt that Fang Yun's comprehension of martial arts was indeed much better than them.
"Tut-tut, I can't imagine it, you kid still has such a talent, I see that your cultivation talent in martial arts may not be under that Li Jingyun, hehe, this time is good, it seems that the outer disciple Dabi in two months, you can make a good show." ”
Outer disciple Dabi?
Fang Yun showed a somewhat puzzled look on his face, and asked with some puzzlement, "What outer disciple Dabi?"
"I'll go, don't you know? Today, the deacon in the sect has already said that in two months, in order to test the cultivation results of our generation of disciples, the sect will hold a big competition for the disciples of the outer sect, and the reward for the winner is extremely rich! After hearing the news today, many guys immediately went back to practice in full swing, and we also planned to go to the mountains to search for medicinal materials for cultivation because we wanted to concentrate on cultivation in these two months, and it is estimated that Zhao Hong's kid also had this idea, so we just ran into it. ”
"That's it..."Fang Yun nodded slightly, looking at him who didn't seem to be very excited, Wang Cheng smiled, and then said in a low voice: "I heard that this time, the top three can enter the Martial Arts Pavilion and choose a seven-turn martial arts at will, as well as enter the Spirit Weapon Pavilion and choose a lower-level spirit soldier!"
"Even the first place can choose a six-turn martial arts, a middle-level spirit soldier, and three bottles of Biling Pill!"
"Isn't it!!!"
Hearing this, Fang Yun finally showed a shocked expression, and the whole person looked a little sluggish, while Wang Cheng, the initiator, nodded with satisfaction when he saw him like this.