No matter how good she is in other aspects, if she can't keep up with the actual combat experience, she is still a weakling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the eyes of others, she is still a weak person who relies on others to show off her might.

If she doesn't want to be weak, she has to go through hard training again and again.

No truly strong person is cultivated in a greenhouse.

Ding Nian'er understood this truth before, but she didn't have a sense of urgency, she just gave up being too bitter and tired.

Moreover, she would always think of an easier and more convenient way to solve the problem in front of her, that is, refining talismans and improving her cultivation.

Now, it seems, this is not going to work.

Nope!

Only if you become stronger in battle, even if your cultivation is very high, you are still a weak person who has to be timid and retreat in the face of ordinary beasts.

Ding Nian'er was looking at the masked man who was dragging himself to, for Ding Nian'er, to a hellish situation.

Ding Nian'er stubbornly roared, "I'll get stronger." Look at me, I'll be so powerful that you will be terrified and tremble when you see it. ”

The masked man laughed, "Then you're going to get stronger and show me." First of all, you have to be able to get out from under this tiger, and you have to be careful of getting sick from the wound on your arm!"

The masked man smiled, stood aside, and looked at Ding Nian'er's situation in a relaxed and comfortable manner.

While commenting, he said, "Tut-tut, with your eyes closed, you solved the white-haired tiger this time, but it was a coincidence." If it deviates a little, the head will be cut off. In the end, they are weak and dare not face their fears. ”

"You just used a knife to kill chickens, and you need to consume all the thunder spiritual power to deal with a white-haired tiger? If there are several white-haired tigers here, you will definitely have to die for a lifetime. ”

After Ding Nian'er glared at him angrily, he continued to solve his current problem.

The body was pressed under the white tiger, and he couldn't move his arms and legs at all, and with Ding Nian'er's strength, it was whimsical to want to use brute force to pull himself out.

Ding Nian'er closed her eyes and thought about it, and immediately cast a fire spell in her hand.

When she couldn't move it, she burned the tiger from the inside out and roasted it dry.

Although it will consume a lot of fire-based spiritual power, it is better than being pressed all the time and gradually exhausting your physical strength.

The masked man said again, "The method is a good way, but it's a pity that you lack thunder-based spiritual power, and you have lost too much fire-based spiritual power, so you have to think about how to survive here in the future." ”

Ding Nian'er ignored him and insisted on going his own way.

Soon, the white-haired tiger was burned into a leather skeleton by Ding Nian'er from the inside out, and his weight became lighter, so light that Ding Nian'er could move. So, Ding Nian'er crawled out from under the corpse of the white-haired tiger.

The arm was also pulled out of the white-haired tiger's mouth.

The hole in the forearm was still bleeding, but Ding Nian'er was more concerned about the slimy and disgusting liquid.

Ignoring the masked man, she tore off her sleeves, revealing a pink and delicate lotus root that could be broken, and pulled some tender grass blades to wipe off what was still stained on her arms.

When she wiped it, Ding Nian'er was still nauseous, if she hadn't vomited her stomach before, she would probably have to vomit again now.

After wiping it for a long time, she began to wash her arms with water condensation.

The masked man looked at Ding Nian'er like this, and snorted, "There is no distinction between priority and priority!"

Ding Nian'er glanced at the masked man angrily.

She doesn't prioritize, she just knows what will have a greater impact on her.

She knows how to solve the problem of preventing infection, but these disgusting things on her arms are estimated to become a nightmare that she will never forget in the future, and she dare not recall the encounter.

Ding Nian'er wiped it almost off, turned around and left.

Her feet are still only wearing socks, and because of this series of encounters, there have been many wounds on the bottom of her feet. Each step pulls old wounds and forms new ones.

Thinking of the straw sandals that Tao Yao knitted for herself, Ding Nian'er's eyes were wet again.

If the soles of your feet are injured, you won't be able to walk. Ding Nian'er had to figure it out by herself.

She opened her eyes and looked at it, except for the trees around her, there were trees, and besides, if she was not skillful, it was estimated that it would be difficult to make a pair of shoes that could be worn.

Ding Nian'er thought about it, and then used the earth-based spirit element in his palm to condense a flat stone the size of a footboard, and made a few small holes at the edge.

Seeing this flat stone, the masked man's eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything.

This condenses into a smooth slate of stone, which seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult. This requires precise psionic and spatial control.

Although her combat experience is really not good, her ability to control Lingyuan is really outstanding.

With multiple initiates, precise Lingyuan control, talisman master, and outstanding intelligence, it is no wonder that she dares to be arrogant unscrupulously, it turns out that she really has arrogant capital.

As long as she improves her combat experience, she will become an indestructible lion in time.

Willpower, too, is also very good, but too pampered, lacking only a person who has the ability to push her into the abyss, suppress her self-esteem and urge her to forge ahead.

Ding Nian'er used the same method to condense another stone slab.

After searching in the jungle, finding a few tough vines, biting them off with his teeth, laboriously threading them onto the slate, he made a pair of very rudimentary, extremely rough slate shoes.

Finally able to protect his feet, Ding Nianer is very satisfied with his masterpiece.

The masked man sneered, "It's not good, it's useless." ”

Ding Nian'er threw him an unfriendly look, put on slate shoes, and then endured the pain on the soles of his feet and staggered away.

After only a few steps, Ding Nian'er stepped on a slippery grass and accidentally fell to the ground.

The masked man sneered, "Stupid!"

Ding Nian'er rubbed her aching hips, stood up with her support for the trunk, and thought that it was because the soles of the slate shoes were too smooth, and they were added to the soles with a layer of jagged irregular structure.

This made the masked man's eyes shine again.

When Ding Nian'er finished putting on her shoes again, the masked man reminded, "Don't forget that there are still a few holes in your arms." ”

Ding Nian'er ignored it, got up and started to leave again.

She followed the jungle in search of a damp and dark place, and in a damp and dark corner, she found a reddish purple spotted phosphorus plant, chewed and ate some of it, and wiped the rest on her arm.

Seeing this scene, the masked man said, "I actually know that Spotted Phosphorus Grass is not a complete waste." ”

This man doesn't kill himself, but keeps insulting himself, destroying his self-esteem, and putting himself in danger.

Ding Nian'er was very aggrieved, and finally wanted to vomit quickly, looked at him with horizontal eyebrows, and scolded in relief, "You are the waste, your whole family is a waste!"

The masked man was stunned for a moment, but then laughed out loud, and after laughing, he resumed his cold words and said, "Do you know where this is?" (To be continued.) )