Early the next morning, when Zhao Changfeng pushed open the door, he saw Wen Tianxing wearing a blue-black practice uniform, with long hair tied behind his head, and at this time, he was standing with his eyes closed with a long sword in his arms, obviously waiting in front of the door for a long time.

"What, you've figured it out?" Zhao Changfeng asked, looking a little surprised.

The reason why Zhao Changfeng said those words to Wen Tianxing yesterday was that although he did want the young man to be prepared for training, but more of what he said to Wen Shuiqing on the side, I believe that after listening to his words, Wen Shuiqing must have told his parents about this matter, and Wen Shengyuan, who loves his son, will definitely not agree to his son's request, but at this moment, seeing that Wen Tianxing is already ready, the surprise in his heart is not only for the young man's persistence, but also for Wen Shengyuan and his wife.

"I've thought about it. ”

The boy spat out a few short words, his hand holding the sword tightened slightly.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Changfeng also nodded secretly in his heart, Wen Tianxing was dressed simply and conveniently, and his long hair was also tied up, and he did not carry any flashy items that affected his actions, so it seems that Wen Tianxing did not belong to the bad habit of being flashy and untruthful like Zhou Renxu.

"In that case, then follow me. Zhao Changfeng said lightly, a flash disappeared from the spot, Wen Tianxing's eyes flashed, and then he also turned into a phantom and jumped out of the Wen family's mansion, chasing towards the outside world.

"Shengyuan. ”

In the lobby, Mrs. Wen looked at her silent husband beside her, and opened her mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Wen Shengyuan waving her hand.

"Forget it, you also know Xing'er's temperament, and it's impossible to persuade him. Wen Shengyuan shook his head, looking a little helpless, but he still comforted his wife: "Later, I will follow him in secret, if Xing'er is really in danger, I will also save him, but Zhao Xiaoyou is unwilling to continue teaching at that time, but at least he will not lose his life." ”

"Then what are you waiting for, why don't you go soon?" Hearing this, the lady beside her hurriedly urged, Wen Shengyuan shook his head helplessly, and then walked out of the room and slowly followed in the direction where the two left.

At this time, Zhao Changfeng and Wen Tianxing had already left the city and galloped on the wide land.

"Keep up!"

Looking at Wen Tianxing, who was closely following him, Zhao Changfeng's eyes flashed, and then his speed increased again, leaving such a sentence and flying out, galloping towards the Lost Trace Mountain Range.

Although he was already running with all his strength at this moment, Wen Tianxing still didn't say anything, gritted his teeth and tried his best to chase Zhao Changfeng, and when Wen Tianxing was on par with Zhao Changfeng again, Zhao Changfeng shouted lightly and increased his speed again.

In this way, Zhao Changfeng did it a few more times, and when he saw that Wen Tianxing's face was faintly pale and was about to be unable to support it, he did not accelerate again, but kept maintaining this speed and marched towards the Lost Trace Mountain Range.

In fact, what Zhao Changfeng is doing at this moment is the most common method of training recruits in the base, through this kind of rush training, in the accelerating long-distance rush, gradually guess the limit of the opponent's speed and endurance, so as to use this information to formulate the next training intensity in detail, and adjust it to the extent that the trainee can not only display his full potential, but also ensure that he can pass the time.

After all, although cultivation is to put oneself to death and be reborn, and it is not broken or established, it is also necessary to pay attention to the gradual training of training, if you formulate training far beyond the strength of the other party at the beginning, it will not play any role in training at all, and it will only crush the trainee in an instant.

"Boy, the head of the Nawen family is secretly following behind, do you want to meet him. In the midst of the sea of knowledge, the bloody ancestor reminded him. Wen Shengyuan is a strong man in the Martial Spirit Realm, and in the state of intentional sneaking, Zhao Changfeng will indeed not be able to find out, but he can't escape the perception of the old man who was once a powerhouse in the Divine Realm.

Zhao Changfeng had also expected this matter, and shook his head in his heart at this moment: "No, if he really can't help but come to the rescue, then I just don't need to continue to train Wen Tianxing." ”

A few minutes later, the two of them came to the outside of the Lost Mountains, and in front of them was an endless mountain forest, and the scenery in the depths of the jungle peeked through the gaps in the dense trees, revealing a dark green color, which seemed even more eerie and dangerous.

"Let's go inside, the training is in the middle of the mountains. Zhao Changfeng's face was expressionless, and without waiting for Wen Tianxing's reaction after speaking, he took the lead into the dark forest.

Wen Tianxing's eyes jumped slightly, revealing a little nervousness, but he still didn't say anything, and still followed Zhao Changfeng into it with a cold expression.

Coming to the forest with Wen Tianxing, Zhao Changfeng didn't maintain the speed of rushing just now, and at the moment he just walked quietly through the forest at a slightly faster speed than ordinary people.

I saw Zhao Changfeng in the mountains and forests at the moment, although it seemed to be just a simple jump, walking through the dense trees and gravel, but the place he passed was silent, as if the mountain ghosts and spirits floated by, and compared with it, the footsteps of Wen Tianxing in the rear seemed much rougher, as he moved forward, a "swish" sound gradually came out, this is the sound of the body rubbing against the grass and trees, although the sound is very small, but in this silent jungle it is more and more harsh.

Hearing this voice at this moment, Zhao Changfeng frowned slightly, but he did not immediately correct it, but continued to take him around the periphery of the mountain forest.

After a long time, Wen Tianxing himself also noticed that something was wrong, and then began to deliberately control his pace, try to make his steps lighter, and pay attention to avoiding the branches and so on, so that the sound he made when he passed by became quieter and quieter.

Hearing that the sound behind him began to get smaller, Zhao Changfeng's eyes flashed, and then secretly accelerated his pace, Wen Tianxing behind him noticed this, and also accelerated the pace of following, but due to the accelerated pace, he didn't have time to pay attention to the situation under his feet, and the sound of rushing became noisy again.

Wen Tianxing, who clearly felt this at this moment, frowned, and once again controlled his steps to make them as light as possible at the current speed, and in this way, a quarter of an hour passed, and the problem of making a sound in a hurry was significantly improved again.

And Zhao Changfeng, who was aware of this, did not give Wen Tianxing the slightest time to breathe, and once again sped up his speed, and at this moment, the figure of moving in the mountains and forests had become a little blurred.

The speed increased again, which undoubtedly disrupted Wen Tianxing's adaptation rhythm, at this moment he was already slightly sweating on his forehead, and the strong wind blowing in his face made his mind cold, and he could only increase his speed again, and then controlled his whereabouts again under such conditions.

Under such a cycle, Zhao Changfeng increased his speed three times after that, each time it was carried out under Wen Tianxing's initial mastery of the sound of reducing the march, until Wen Tianxing mastered the technique for the last time, half a day had passed, and Zhao Changfeng took Wen Tianxing around the mountain for a morning.

At this moment, when Zhao Changfeng stopped, Wen Tianxing, who had been following him, was already shaky, and his steps were vain, which was obviously a sign of losing his strength.

"Now you can rest. Zhao Changfeng said lightly, Wen Tianxing immediately sat on the ground, although he was not so unbearable that he was paralyzed on the ground, but his state at the moment was not much better.

Although if you only talk about speed, the current travel speed is less than half of the previous rush, far from the limit of Wen Tianxing, but at this moment, Wen Tianxing feels as if he has experienced several life and death battles, his whole body is sore and weak, he knows for the first time that it is so difficult to move at high speed while hiding his whereabouts in the mountains and forests, and at the same time, he is secretly shocked by Zhao Changfeng's strength.

Different from his initial grasp at the moment, no matter what speed Zhao Changfeng traveled at what speed before, he always looked like a ghost, without making any sound, and after walking in the mountains with him for a morning, his face still did not change at this moment, as if for him, everything before was just a leisurely stroll. At this moment, although his face was still flat and he didn't show anything, he was even more in awe of Zhao Changfeng's description of his strength as "above the generals and under the martial spirit".

"How do you feel, do you have any questions to say?" After a while, Zhao Changfeng asked flatly.

Wen Tianxing, as a military general of the superior realm, his own recovery power is also extremely fast, but after cultivating for a while, he returned to his spirit, and at this moment he got up and replied: "I feel that my body is very light." ”

Speaking of this, Wen Tianxing returned to the surrounding mountains and forests, and shuttled through the forest at the speed before he accelerated, but this time there was no more "swish" noise, although there were still some small sounds of dead grass breaking, but at least it was no longer a sound that ordinary martial artists could hear.

The young man walked out of the dense forest silently, returned to the same place, and continued: "While greatly reducing the sound of my whereabouts, I also began to subconsciously pay attention to the small environment around me in the movement room, which undoubtedly greatly increased my chances of discovering unknown dangers. And this kind of cultivation is also very great for the progress of my body method, I never thought before, in addition to practicing according to the martial arts book, the body method can also be improved in this way. ”

"If you say that I am questioning because I think the morning's journey is pointless, you can rest assured. Wen Tianxing stared at Zhao Changfeng and said.

"Good. ”

Zhao Changfeng nodded indifferently, but he sighed in his heart that compared to the Northern Desert, the outstanding people here, Wen Tianxing was superior in both qualification and understanding, which made him feel unexpectedly relieved, and at this moment, the resistance in his heart to teach this young man was much less than before.

"Hurry up and take a break, and after a quarter of an hour, train again. Zhao Changfeng said.

At this moment, in the shade of a tree not far from the two, a gaze flashed slightly, it was Wen Shengyuan who followed secretly, for the two people who were training, he had secretly followed for a morning, for Zhao Changfeng's training method, Wen Shengyuan's attitude also changed from suspicion when he first learned from his daughter, gradually changed to recognition, and finally became admiration now.

"Sure enough, a good teacher doesn't look at cultivation as high. Wen Shengyuan showed emotion: "With Zhao Xiaoyou's teaching, Xing'er's progress may really exceed my expectations." ”