Chapter 40: I'm Strong, But I'm Not Bald!

Regarding the travel project of Huaguo Mountain Realm, it is one of the more dangerous scenic spots in the Xuanjie Realm. The area of Huaguo Mountain is extremely vast, and there are countless hidden spirits inside. Although this place is under the jurisdiction of the Great Sage, many of those low-intelligence spirits do not obey discipline. Later, when developing tourism projects, the leaders of the National Tourism Administration consulted Daishon, if there were any difficult projects, and Daishono immediately turned the vast area where those spirits were entrenched into a free hunting area.

Before entering the place, everyone, including the guide, has to sign a life and death agreement. The spirits here are less intelligent and even less friendly to people. Most of them will actively attack monks and hunt for aura. And the monk also hopes to improve his combat effectiveness by hunting spirits.

Therefore, after paying a large entrance fee, it became the favorite training ground of many monks.

Lin Feifei is a tour guide, and with his tour guide card, he can enter without spending money.

At this time, at the gate of the hunting ground, more than one group was about to enter, and Lin Feifei swiped his tour guide card and went in. Every time he saw the envious eyes of others, he couldn't help but praise the people who formulated the free admission policy for the tourist guide pass from the bottom of his heart.

On the map, the extent of the hunting grounds is divided into a series of rings according to the pattern of contour lines. The deeper you go, the higher the threat of the spirits inside, the highest being the Nine Rings. When you get to the Nine Rings, the cultivation of those spirits inside requires a large number of monks to form a group.

Lin Feifei walked inside, and there happened to be a group of monks walking out, Lin Feifei was curious, if modern monks don't wear Taoist robes, then what do they wear? At this time, he finally saw the combat uniforms of modern monks.

Jungle camouflage set.

Vest.

Tactical gloves.

Combat boots.

Infrared night vision.

Pistol.

Dagger.

Lin Feifei shook his head, did he go to the wrong set?

At this time, he saw a person pull out a large dagger from the scabbard on his lap and throw it into the air, urging the law to be decided. The dagger immediately levitated in the air, turning into a flying sword, and surrounded him.

"Hey, it's all because I'm too nervous, you see, I'm free to control the flying sword now. If I had mended the knife at the right moment, that monster would have died, and Master would have scolded me when I got back. ”

Listening to the voice, it turned out to be a girl, but because her face was full of oil paint, no one recognized Lin Feifei at the first moment.

The group of people walked over head-on, and one of them was still nodding to Lin Feifei, and Lin Feifei also nodded.

Well, monks are still monks, exercises are still exercises, but they have all been modernized and adapted.

Walking inside, deep in the dense forest, the surroundings gradually became quiet. It was a kind of quiet that was unique to the jungle, very oppressive, except for the harsh sound of feet stepping on the dead branches of the leaves.

Suddenly, a black shadow pounced on Lin Feifei from the corner, and Lin Feifei instinctively punched over, and with a bang, the black shadow and the half of the dead tree behind the black shadow were blown to pieces.

Lin Feifei was stunned, looking at his fist that was still exuding aura.

When he killed the snake demon before, Lin Feifei felt that his control of the aura was very bad. It's like you're doing everything you can, and that's not okay. No matter how much you are innate spirits and the like, such a squandering will inevitably make ends meet. It is precisely because of this that he wants to come to the actual battle.

Shattering that black shadow, Lin Feifei didn't even see what that thing looked like. Soon, though, the opportunity came. After killing the first black shadow, Lin Feifei could instinctively feel a lot of hostility around him. It was a mysterious, something he had never felt before, like a fighter plane finding himself locked onto by the opposing radar.

Sure enough, black shadows rushed from all directions, and Lin Feifei contracted his body and put on a fighting stance. He didn't use the Giant Spirit Fist at first, but fought in the sanda method he was most accustomed to, and the aura was injected into his two fists, each punch consumed a certain amount of spiritual energy, and he could also blow up all the black shadows with one punch. Lin Feifei has been constantly reducing the degree of aura infusion, and as a result, those black shadows have been wiped out, but he has not been able to find where the bottom line is.

Is he really too strong? One Punch Man?

Lin Feifei shuddered and hurriedly touched his hair.

Bah, bah, no taboos, good luck!

In the end, he couldn't see what the black shadow really looked like.

Continuing to go deeper, this time the enemy Lin Feifei who blocked the way could finally see clearly.

It was a mass of creatures that were like a mixture of dead grass and dead leaves, usually disguised as dead grass and rotten leaves, lurking on the ground, and when a creature passed by, it suddenly jumped out to hunt for food, and under the body was a huge mouth, full of sharp teeth.

Bang!

Another punch. The creature exploded directly, and a faint trace of demonic energy was absorbed by Lin Feifei, like a catalyst, making the aura in Lin Feifei's body even more turbulent.

No, it's obvious that the aura output has been reduced. If I were the main character of the novel, the author would soon have nothing to write about, after all, One Punch Man is about to become a supporting character.

After killing several different types of spirits in a row, Lin Feifei finally saw a spirit that had not been killed by a single punch.

It was a dryad, with a body like half a log, capable of splitting through the middle to hunt. Lin Feifei punched over, shattering the bark on the surface, but did not kill it.

Great!

Lin Feifei was very happy, it turned out that he was not very special.

Lin Feifei, who felt that his hair had been saved, increased the intensity of the aura infusion, and then, without accident, the half of the log burst again.

This time, a small crystal nucleus also fell out of the log.

The crystal nucleus was warm in his hand, and Lin Feifei didn't know what to do, so he simply threw it into his pocket. Then continued to go deeper, and the strength of the spirit became stronger and stronger, and Lin Feifei finally gradually felt the pressure.

And.

Refreshing!

It's so cool!

Lin Feifei grew up in a single-parent family, he had no mother since he was a child, and his father was the only one, because he usually wanted to make money, so Lin Feifei was free-ranged.

Lack of discipline, naturally naughty and mischievous, from childhood all the way to adulthood, he is not in vain by his friends who are known as the king of Lunan fighting. It can't be said that he is invincible all over the world, at least among his age, unless he really meets a professional fighter, whether it is a gym fight or a street fight, his winning rate has always been close to 90%.

is such a little madman, on the day of the start of the third year of high school, he suddenly saw his old father with gray temples, and he sent himself to the car with his body, and Lin Feifei cried all the way in the car. After that, he studied like a retreat in school for a year, and when he took the admission letter back, he saw the smile on his father's wrinkled face, and he felt happier than the whole world when he saw his father's wrinkled face.

However, a little madman is just a little madman, temporarily suppressing that aggressive heart, but what is in his bones is difficult to change.

Wait a minute, back then, I was also a hard stubble known as 'you Brother Lin in society, people don't talk much'. Why have you recently discovered that there is a trend in the direction of chattering and comics? Oh no! Let the group of bad writers in the dormitory infect you! Yes, it must be up to them!