"Martial arts is a long-distance run, and people who can't kill you are teaching you experience. Tang Luo let go of Pang Yan's neck, took out a handkerchief to wipe the chair he stepped on, sat down and said.

No matter how many are unwilling, defeat is defeat.

No matter how lonely Pang Yan is, he can't change this reality, and he still has to adjust his mentality, because he is now the only peak of the mortal realm in the No. 7 cultivation field, so Tang Luo will not let him continue to be decadent.

"Next is the loser's group, if you can't beat the sixth, then the mortal-level battle armor I promised will really be thrown into the Lingjiang River. ”

Before Tang Luo's words fell, the eyes of all the students in the No. 7 cultivation ground were focused on his face.

Especially Pang Yan, who was still depressed just now, seemed to rekindle hope, looked at Tang Luo fixedly, and couldn't believe it: "Teach... Teaching... What do you mean... ”

"Ah, if the losers lose again, I will have to return the armor to the smelting room. Tang Luo crumpled the square towel that wiped the chair into a ball, and said lightly in his arms.

"Long live the teaching!"

Suddenly, a burst of cheers resounded throughout the cultivation ground erupted from the rest area of the seventh cultivation ground, which made the families who were still paying attention to them wonder why, looking at it, they thought that they had won just now.

With the battle armor as an incentive, the students were suddenly full of vitality, especially Pang Yan, after seeing the light after despair, his face was full of murderous energy.

The No. 7 cultivation ground that entered the loser's group seemed to have turned into a group of fierce beasts, crushing the other cultivation grounds with an irresistible attitude.

Especially Pang Yan, who fought as a pioneer, made those who watched the battle understand his daily posture of wearing two and wearing two.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that the No. 2 cultivation ground is too strong.

At the end of Xiaobi, the ranking of the No. 7 cultivation ground jumped from ninth to sixth.

And Pang Yan was also selected by a branch young master after Xiaobi and became the first retainer.

You must know that two months ago, he was just one of the many ordinary mortal realm peaks, how could he have thought that he could become the first retainer of the branch young master, and all of this was brought to him by Tang Luo.

"Thank you, Don Jiaoxi. ”

Xiaobi is over, and it's time for Tang Luo to say goodbye to them.

On the third day of November: Bathing in the crown and mending the wall

Fifty iron boxes were neatly stacked into a huge square in the No. 7 cultivation ground, looking majestic and unusually majestic in the morning light.

Tang Luo stood on the iron box, very tall, which made his mentality very comfortable, and always looking up at people made his neck hurt.

And the students also took great care of Tang Luo's emotions, and looked at Tang Luo standing on the box one by one.

"Today is my last day at Cultivation Ground No. 7. Tang Luo looked at the familiar faces underneath and sighed a little.

"In the past few months, I have been scolding you, hoping that you will not take it to heart. "Good words are warm in three winters, bad words are hurtful and cold in June, Tang Luo always scolds them when he corrects his martial arts, and he still has this self-knowledge.

The students immediately said that the teaching and scolding were good, and the teaching and scolding were right, but Tang Luo would not believe these words, and he waved his hand to stop their compliments.

"Although I think you're stupid. Tang Luo looked at them and said slowly, "But I still hope that you can live well, and after ten or twenty years, you can become famous, have children, and then find me and say." ”

"Tang Jiaoxi, you have a problem with your vision, look at how I am now. ”

"I hope that one day, you will come and punch me in the face. ”

"Therefore, this armor is given to you, not to let you charge, but to tell you to protect yourselves. ”

"There is only one life. Tang Luo finished everything he wanted to say, and he only felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Of course, I know that those in position above should be cold-blooded and ruthless.

Of course, I know that the foolishness and bravery of the clan warriors are deliberately done by the sect.

I know better the truth that mercy is not in charge of the army, and love is not in charge.

But perhaps, Tang Luo chuckled.

I am more suitable to be an ordinary person, even if I get the identity of the young master of a wealthy family, I can't do anything that matches my identity.

I can kill the enemy without changing my face, but I always want the people I know to live to the end in good health, even if most of them will not achieve anything, I hope they can live a dull life. And not to be a corpse in a battle.

Tang Luo personally handed over boxes of armor to the students in the cultivation ground, and instructed them one by one:

"Du Ze'a, you can't stop cultivating, even if you don't practice new martial arts, don't fall behind every day's luck. ”

"Zhan Ping, don't get any bells and whistles, if you really like shadow attacks so much, then practice the lethal fist. ”

"Pang Yan, if you want to be strong and fierce in boxing, you must have a body that has been tempered for thousands of years, otherwise you will suffer if you hit it hard. ”

"Zhang Peng, concentrate on practicing a martial art, be proficient in one, and be ridiculous. ”

......

One sentence per person, this is the last advice that can be given to them as a teacher, because in the future, Tang Luo will exist in Xiling as the Lord of the Star Pavilion, and then after the spiritual power is accumulated strong enough, he will leave to find the opportunity to improve the Heavenly Technique.

Farewell today, I don't know what year we will see each other next time, and even many people Tang Luo will not be able to see each other again in this life, so at this moment, he wants to keep everyone's appearance in his heart.

The boxes became smaller one by one, and in the blink of an eye, each student had a huge armor box on their backs, but there was still one left at Tang Luo's feet.

This set should have belonged to Fang Han, but now, it has lost its owner.

Tang Luo picked up the extra armor box, waved at the students, and turned to leave.

Behind him, there was a uniform sound of stepping on the ground, which was the unique martial arts gift of the Tang Clan.

Kneel on one knee after stepping and hammer your chest with your right hand as a sign of the highest respect.

Tang Luo raised his right hand and waved it casually, indicating that he had received it, and he did not look back.

On November 13, the Dixiong Room of the Star Pavilion was opened.

Tang Luo condensed the fifth lesson of Xingzi, and the daily spiritual power increase reached 21 points every day.

On November 27, Tang Luo's spiritual power reached 294 points, and at the moment of condensing the sixth star, he needed to take Xiao Zhengtai home to "report on his work".

In order not to worry his family too much, he planned to wait until the beginning of December to condense the sixth star, otherwise he would look like he was floating when he went home every month, and he was afraid that Xu Shuhui's heart would not be able to bear it.