readx;? Gently laying the heavy clothes aside, Lan Feng exhaled slowly, his fists clenched subconsciously, and immediately mobilized the vitality released by the drop of cyan halo in the dantian, running according to the route of the hell cage, almost when the vitality had just been running for a week, the magnetic field around Lan Feng's body changed instantly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Boom!"

A powerful suction force spread from Lan Feng's body, causing sand and rocks to fly around him, sweeping up a storm.

Even Elder Qin, a ground-level existence, was slightly unsteady when he was stunned, and it wasn't until he reacted that he relied on his strong cultivation to resist this terrifying and abnormal suction.

"It really worked. Looking at this scene, a low roar of excitement came out of Elder Qin's mouth, looking even more excited than Lan Feng himself.

The old man on the side also stroked his beard, and nodded again and again with some emotion: "Okay, great!"

This extremely special fragment of the purple low-level Yuan Technique, after being dusty for decades, finally showed its terrifying power in the hands of Lan Feng, a young man who was too young to speak.

The terrifying pull only lasted for a moment before Lan Feng stopped running the hell cage.

Feeling the increasingly intense pain and tearing sensation coming from all over his body, the corners of Lan Feng's eyes twitched, and he endured the pain.

"Little guy, are you okay?" Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Lan Feng's patient appearance as he endured the pain, and Elder Qin asked worriedly.

Shaking his head, after his body gradually eased up, Lan Feng spoke with some difficulty: "The load on the body of the Hell Cage is too great, with my current physical strength, if I cast the Hell Cage for more than ten breaths, my body will collapse......"

Hearing this, Elder Qin's eyebrows furrowed, his wrinkled brows suddenly furrowed even deeper, and after thinking for a moment, he muttered, "Any purple yuan technique, the cultivation requirements are extremely harsh. Although the Hell Cage is only a fragment of a purple low-level elemental technique, in terms of particularity, it even surpasses those purple high-level elemental techniques, and it is reasonable that the requirements for physical strength are a little harsh. ”

After a pause, Elder Qin's expression became more solemn, and he continued to speak: "Your next task is to work hard to train your physical body until your physical body can withstand the load of the hell cage. Until then, I advise you not to cast the Hell Cage lightly!"

Yes, the Hell Cage has an extremely terrifying power, and practicing this Yuan Technique means that when Lan Feng fights with people, he can easily control the rhythm of the battle, and when he cooperates with other Yuan Techniques, he can exert unexpected power. However, in terms of Lan Feng's current physical strength, the side effects of casting the Hell Cage are too great, and if you rely on it too much, it may cause fatal hidden dangers.

Lowering his head a little depressedly, Lan Feng sighed helplessly, although he was a little unwilling, he could only nod: "It seems that this is the only way." ”

Obviously, he has practiced an extremely powerful Yuan Technique, but he can't use it easily, and it is difficult for anyone to accept it.

"Hehe, little one, you don't have to be so frustrated. Looking at the young man's somewhat depressed face, Elder Qin shook his head with a smile, "I just suggest that you don't use it lightly, but I don't prohibit you from doing it. You can use the Hell Cage as a killer weapon, and when it happens, it may have an unexpected effect. After all, this is an auxiliary meta-technique, and although its own power is powerful, it is very powerful, and it can only be used in conjunction with other meta-techniques to exert its maximum power......"

Listening to these comforting words, Lan Feng's mood calmed down a little, and he was no longer depressed just now.

He nodded, and a thick confidence swept through his dark eyes again: "Disciple understands. ”

Nodding appreciatively, Elder Qin stroked his beard with a smile, this action made the old man who was brushing his beard on the side slightly stunned, and immediately rolled his eyes: "This guy has nothing to do, why is he learning from the old man?"

After a while, Lan Feng said goodbye to Elder Qin and dragged his painful body back to the dormitory courtyard.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lan Feng guided the vitality to wash his body over and over again, repairing the dark wounds left by casting the hell cage, until the sky darkened, he stopped, and exhaled a long breath: "Finally recovered......"

Turning over and getting out of bed, Lan Feng cleaned up the tableware that he hadn't had time to clean up at noon, and then worked in the kitchen for a while before sitting at the dining table, holding a white porcelain bowl, enjoying this rare and sumptuous dinner to treat himself.

"The hell cage is barely getting started, and the cultivation has reached the realm of Xiaocheng, and then it's time to ask for leave. As the delicious meal went down, Lan Feng relaxed a little, took a piece of meat again, and sent it to his mouth, chewing while opening his mouth vaguely, and glanced at the old man beside him, with a hint of inquiry.

Looking at the young man who was chewing with some envy, the old man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and when he noticed the young man's gaze, he turned his head seriously and said lightly: "According to the previous plan, I will go and ask for leave tomorrow." ”

A shallow smile rose on his little face, and Lan Feng smiled: "I haven't cultivated for a long time, I really miss the taste of cultivation!"

The 'cultivation' mentioned in his mouth naturally refers to the cultivation of vitality.

"Seven days, how long can it last?" pursed his lips, the old man shook his head disdainfully, but in his cloudy eyes, there was a trace of undetectable appreciation, obviously, in the heart of this hard-mouthed old man, he was extremely pleased with the young man's persistence.

After dinner, Lan Feng did not lie on the soft bed, but practiced forging in the courtyard as always, and insisted on practicing for half an hour before taking a shower and immediately lying on the soft bed.

Nothing was said all night.

Following.

Lan Feng, who rarely slept lazily, lifted the quilt, jumped up, and landed firmly on the ground next to the bed, his radiant eyes flashed, and the fatigue left over from the crazy cultivation in the past few months seemed to be swept away because of this lazy sleep.

The sun hung on the distant mountain tops, and the golden morning sun shrouded the earth, driving away a slight chill.

Although this sleep was a lazy sleep for Lan Feng, it was actually not, at least, most of the students had just gotten up at this time, and the classes had not yet reached the start of class.

After washing up, Lan Feng pulled the bolt of the wooden door of the courtyard and walked straight to the classroom of Class 11.

Autumn is coming, the path is paved with a thick layer of withered yellow leaves, containing a slight chill of the cool breeze gently blowing, in the middle of the air is to fall again pieces of fallen leaves, this scene of early autumn, and the surrounding majestic buildings set off each other, complement each other, faintly give people a hazy poetic feeling.

It's harvest season, and it's true for farmers, and it's true for blue maple.

After about half a pillar of incense, Lan Feng's figure appeared outside the classroom of Class 11.

After seeing the classrooms and competition halls of the elite class, it was difficult for the majestic building in front of him to attract Lan Feng's attention anymore.

Slowly stepping in from the entrance of the classroom, looking at the smiling faces of dozens of students in the classroom, Lan Feng's mood seemed to be better: "Everyone seems to be very happy!"

When the figure of the young man broke into everyone's sight, the classroom suddenly fell silent.

His eyes fell on the smiling young man, and all the students were slightly stunned and a little overwhelmed.

However, this awkward atmosphere lasted only a few breaths before it was abruptly broken.

"Lan Feng, it's Lan Feng!"

"Our rookie king, the hero who defeated the elite class of rookie kings!"

"Haha! The rookie king is here, hurry, everyone hurry up and give up your seat!"

"Rookie King, here, sit here!"

After a short silence, the teachers became more lively, with happy smiles on the faces of all the students, and their words were full of excitement and enthusiasm that could not be concealed.

"Uh......" His gaze swept over the group of students in astonishment, and the sudden enthusiasm made Lan Feng a little at a loss, and after a slight flurry, he coughed dryly and waved his hand awkwardly: "That, everyone is too polite, you sit, don't worry about me......"

The shy reaction made the students laugh out loud, and the strangeness between each other disappeared in an instant.

Shuttling between the enthusiastic students, Lan Feng sat in an empty seat at the back of the classroom, a trace of dazedness appeared on his little face, he was a little puzzled, why were the students who were extremely opposed to him at the beginning of the school year, but now they are so enthusiastic about themselves?

The huge contrast made Lan Feng's mind a little confused, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

As if sensing Lan Feng's doubts, a new student who participated in the enrollment assessment with Lan Feng and was assigned to Class 11 hesitated slightly, then moved towards Lan Feng's position, and said in a low voice: "Because you defeated the rookie king of the elite class, on behalf of our ordinary class 11, you have dealt a blow to the arrogance of the elite class 11, which is known as a gathering of geniuses, and moreover, you have also won us multiple resources, so everyone is very grateful to you now......"

In fact, this student still has nothing to say, today's eleventh class, almost every student is proud of the identity of the eleventh class student, no matter where he goes, as long as he says that he and the genius Lan Feng who defeated the elite class newcomer Wang are in the same class, they can often gain envious eyes, in this case, everyone naturally regards Lan Feng as proud, and proud of their identity.

Not only the students of Class 11, but also the students of the other ordinary classes also respect Lan Feng!

The elite class and the ordinary class have been in a natural opposite situation from the beginning, and the grassroots genius who represents the rookie king of the ordinary class, Lan Feng can defeat the rookie king of the elite class strongly, in a sense, it actually represents a confrontation between the ordinary class students and the genius of the elite class, and in this confrontation has achieved an indisputable victory.

This sweaty victory made the students who had been suppressed by the elite class students all the year round breathe a sigh of relief, and the grievances accumulated in their hearts finally found an outlet in this victory and vented happily.

In this way, it has created a somewhat strange status of Lan Feng.

There was some hesitation and struggle on his face, and the student next to Lan Feng opened his mouth, but he still swallowed the words back.

In fact, he also wanted to say: "In a sense, you are not only the rookie king of class 11, but also the rookie king common to all ordinary classes!"

But after thinking about it again, these words were still not spoken.

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