Draw the bow with the left hand and hold the arrow with the right hand.

Seeing Ling Mufeng's posture, the sword elder with a happy face said to himself: "Oh? This kid is really quite talented. Although the quantity system itself is extremely plastic, it was successfully mastered in an instant-is it really worthy of the chosen one? It's true that he has a talent for fighting, and that's good. ”

Just when the sword elder secretly praised Ling Mufeng, Ling Mufeng, who was full of bows and arrows, suddenly loosened the string with his right hand, and shot the three arrows on the bow into the air in unison.

Then, the three blue energy arrows that flew straight into the sky missed the descending flying eagle in unison when Ling Mufeng was stunned.

Obviously, Ling Mufeng was able to shoot arrows with a full bow at will, but he was still far from being on the right head.

"Ouch, ouch! Oops! I'll go, I'll go, I'll go! Ahh Hurt! Hurt! Hurt! Oooh oh! ”

This was the sound of Ling Mufeng shouting after being scratched, pecked and bitten by the coming flying eagle claws.

Fortunately, Ling Mufeng had the blue energy that rose all over his body to protect his body, so that he would not completely eat the dinging and claws of the flying eagle, so that he would not have his head bloom and his body turned over because of this.

"Cut! What a silly boy! ”

Looking at Ling Mufeng, who was instantly downcast, Jian Lao shook his head one after another and stroked his beard when he smiled happily.

Obviously, Ling Mufeng's excellent performance has been successfully recognized by Jian Lao. So much so that Jian Lao no longer used the word "stupid" to call him.

For Ling Mufeng's archery to be completely biased, Jian Lao didn't pay much attention to it - after all, this was Ling Mufeng's first time. For him today, being able to shoot arrows into the sky is already very powerful.

"The children can be taught! The children can be taught! Hahaha! ”

The old sword, in the middle of the beard, raised his head and laughed.

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Time flies, time flies.

It seemed that it was just a blink of an eye, and Ling Mufeng had been in the secret realm set up by Jian Lao for two whole years.

During this period, Ling Mufeng had already learned from the mouth of the Sword Elder about the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he didn't dare to delay his cultivation for a moment - of course, this was mainly due to the Sword Elder pressing him.

As he grew older, Ling Mufeng, who became more and more sensible, no longer showed the resentment and hostility to Jian Lao as he did at the beginning. Now, he showed that he was full of gratitude to the sword with every gesture.

Although in his heart, the hatred for Jian Lao grew more and more over time......

Even so, he understands that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. He knew that he was not qualified to fight with Jian Lao at all, and all he could do now was to lie down and taste his courage and improve in a muffled voice.

From the unconcealable light under Ling Mufeng's eyes, Jian Lao could see that his hatred for himself was getting stronger and stronger. He disagreed.

Because, this is what Jian Lao wants. He wanted Ling Mufeng to use this strong hatred to work hard.

In a play, if you don't have a black face, you definitely can't sing well. And in this big play, Jian Lao knew that he was destined to sing only as a black face.

In the past two years, under the guidance of the sword elder, Ling Mufeng has used all kinds of weapons that he has used to exert his abilities. Of course, that's all there is to it. After all, no matter how talented Ling Mufeng was, it was impossible for him to be proficient in everything in two years.

In fact, he is not proficient in any of them.

After all, he didn't plan to rely on the basic technique of concentrating energy transformers alone to break into the world.

At least, he doesn't have any plans to do that right now.

In addition to the improvement in the use of abilities and the familiarity of weapons, Ling Mufeng's body, after thousands of battles, has become far more solid and tough than ordinary people—whether it is in resistance to blows, pain tolerance, or self-recovery, there has been a significant improvement.

Ling Mufeng's growth is inseparable from the kind of beating that Instant and Dusk beat to death at least once a day.

In the past two years, in addition to learning how to use these two abilities in his body proficiently, Ling Mufeng also learned a lot of knowledge from the library set up by Jian Lao, as well as "skills" such as drinking.

Since it comes to skills, the most important thing to mention is that Ling Mufeng's adaptation to the smell of blood and blood, as well as his familiarity with killing.

In the past two years, there have been countless snakes, tigers, wolves, leopards, rabbits, sheep, cattle and horses who have lost their lives in the hands of Ling Mufeng. Even people, Ling Mufeng has completed a lot of drills in the illusion set up for him by Sword Elder.

In the past two years, everything that should be outside the secret realm has been arranged by Jian Lao in the secret realm - like flowers, birds, fish and insects, mountains, trees and seas, everything. Ling Mufeng, who was here, was not much different from him in the outside world.

What Sword Elder did was to make this secret realm seem more real, so that Ling Mufeng could integrate into the outside world faster when he left the secret realm in the future.

At present, Ling Mufeng has prepared all the necessary conditions for survival outside, and what he lacks at this time is only to defeat Instant and Twilight, leave the secret realm and regain his free body.

At this moment, in the secret realm, Ling Mufeng was also meditating, closing his eyes and knees, sitting upright in one place, on the waterfall pouring down from the cliff of the high mountain, on the brown cobblestone directly below.

At this time, above Ling Mufeng's body, the azure energy was also surging like a raging flame.

The torrent waterfall that galloped down from the cliff several feet high, after touching the blue energy on Ling Mufeng's body that seemed to be completely shattered with a wave of his hand, it was like crashing into a solid boulder, and it had to scatter and splash because it really couldn't be opened.

fell into the water, completely staggering Ling Mufeng, who was wrapped in energy.

At present, the energy surging on the surface of Ling Mufeng's body, and its strength is no longer comparable.

Now, even if the three eagle birds in the past pecked their beaks and wore out their claws, it would definitely be impossible for them to hurt Ling Mufeng's body and skin in the slightest through this layer of solid energy.

After two years of practicing day and night, Ling Mufeng has now reached the point where he can barely fight with an instant. However, after instantly pulling out the matching knife behind his back, Rao is current Ling Mufeng can only choose to avoid the edge for the time being.

Today, Ling Mufeng has reached the point where he can use his energy to fight against each other. However, when Twilight transformed into an ancient giant, in the face of the overwhelming power he displayed, Ling Mufeng was still far from it.

"Do you think you can beat them if you give them another year?"

I don't know when the old sword appeared, on the void on the right side of the cliff where the waterfall splashed, stepping on the void, standing with his hands in his hands, as if talking to himself, in a deep voice.

"It's hard, after all, I can't beat even one of them now. If the two of them join forces, I won't even have a chance to hurt them now......"

Although the sound of the waterfall rushing down the cliff was loud, Ling Mufeng still took Jian Lao's words into his ears without saying a word.

After all, if he couldn't even do this bit of noise and listening, it would be difficult for Ling Mufeng to survive in the ever-changing battle.

After all, hearing a sound with the ears is sometimes more real than what you can see with your eyes.

"In terms of strength, with your current increase, it shouldn't be a problem to compare or even surpass Twilight in a year. As for the instant, what can you do about him who can travel freely? ”

As he spoke, the old man began to habitually smooth his long beard under his chin again.

"I'm a fart! I even struggled to fight him last day, how can I beat him?! Also, a year later, it's twilight? You're kidding me, aren't you? He's a bastard more than ten meters tall after being alienated! How can it be compared? Exceed? The two of us aren't of the same magnitude in strength at all, right?! How do you let me fight that big pervert, how can I surpass him!? Damn——! ”

Ling Mufeng, who was suddenly annoyed, suddenly stood up straight when he opened his mouth and hissed. Then, I saw him leap far away and jump out of the waterfall range.

At the moment when Ling Mufeng jumped out of the waterfall, in the palm of his right hand, a spherical energy body the size of a tennis ball suddenly appeared.

Regarding this spherical energy body, Ling Mufeng called it as: "Wolf King Ball".

Wolf King Ball: Powerful Technique. Through this technique, Ling Mufeng was able to create a spherical energy body that could also explode like a bomb.

The strength of the explosion generated by this spherical energy body depends on the length of the caster's charge. The longer the caster charges, the more energy will accumulate in the sphere, and the power generated by its final explosion will naturally increase. On the contrary, self does not have much power.

Like Ling Mufeng's instantaneous condensation, his power was weak and vulnerable......

Of course, this wolf king ball is not that the longer it is stored, the more energy will grow indefinitely. After all, there is always a power cap. The limit of this cap depends on the caster's strength level.

The lower limit is lowered.

In an instant, at the next moment when the wolf king ball was condensed and formed, Ling Mufeng shook his hand and threw the wolf king ball that he was holding tightly in his hand and threw it out of his hand.

The spherical energy body thrown by Ling Mufeng's hand was also like a cannonball, and it flew upwards in the air, approaching the sword elder who was standing in the void.

"Humph! This kind of waste thing with almost zero energy development, no matter how much you hit, it is completely useless. After all, this kind of thing doesn't hurt anyone at all - how many times will I say it before you understand, idiot! ”

As he spoke, Jian Lao Zong poked the oncoming wolf king ball with his right index finger.

In an instant, the wolf king ball that was poked by the old sword man with his hand was like a deflated ball that had been punctured by a needle, and it quickly became deflated.

It was just a blink of an eye, and the exhausted "ball" dissipated from the old finger of the sword.