After the bell left, Wu Yong began to continue to cultivate the Seven Absolute Palms, which were more difficult to cultivate than one palm, and more difficult to cultivate than one palm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Heartless!"

"Unexpected!"

"Think!"

"I want to be unbeaten!"

"Absolutely not!"

"Severe!"

"Loveless!"

Wu used the vitality in his body to exercise the vitality in his body, and practiced one move at a time, and gradually, Wu Yong's body began to heat up, and the moves slowly became proficient.

In the end, Wu Yong closed his eyes, sensed the operation route of each palm of the vitality in his mind, followed his instinct, and his body turned into a shadow, appearing in all directions, seven palm techniques, one after another, the vitality in the body was urging faster and faster, and finally, the staggered tension of the body joints in the room resounded one after another, forming a melody.

He practiced until Wu Yong's body no longer had the strength to move, he stopped, lay on the ground and gasped for breath, and after a while, Wu Yong got up, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it.

Strength, no one needs strength more than he needs now, he really wants it.

In the Xuantian Continent, the strong are respected, and only the strong can be respected.

Hatred, death, insult, waste, woman, these words are like knives deeply pierced in Wu Yong's heart, forcing him to improve his strength all the time.

"Get stronger"!

Wu shouted hoarsely.

"Heartless!"

"Unexpected!"

...... , The body seemed to fly lightly, Wu Yong was tired and wanted to fall, but the will turned into a force, supporting Wu Yong, like a tumbler, even if the body shook, even if the fist was unstable, Wu Yong still continued to concentrate on cultivation.

"Boom!" only to hear a loud bang, Wu used his last palm to hit a violent outburst, and the seven absolute palms were small!

Hahahaha, Wu laughed loudly in the sky.

You wait, Wu looked out the window with a sneer, and made a motion to wipe his neck.

At this time, in a study, a middle-aged slave in a green shirt was kneeling on the ground holding a wound, telling something to a graceful middle-aged man sitting on a chair.

What are you talking about, my son of waste injured you, the middle-aged man was very surprised, and he couldn't believe it, he was Wu Bin, the femme fatale father of Wu Yong.

The middle-aged slave kneeling on the ground nodded.

That waste son is just refining the body of the triple heaven, how can he hurt you. Wu Bin's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and an evil light shot out of his eyes, and he asked the middle-aged slave underground.

Middle-aged servant: "Back to my lord, that waste Wu Yong doesn't know what evil skills he has cultivated, and he has broken through to the Nine Heavens of Body Refining." ”

"Refining the Nine Heavens, isn't he born with a Vitality Fit of 1, how can he cultivate to the Nine Heavens of Refining the Body?" Wu Bin asked in disbelief.

In this Xuantian Continent, the quality of talent is related to the fit of vitality.

The fit of the vitality is from 0 to 100, 0 means that there is no cultivation talent, and the vitality can never be sensed, and 100 is the compatibility with the vitality is 100%, no need to cultivate, the vitality automatically enters the body.

The higher the fit of the vitality, the greater the range of the sensing vitality, and the faster the absorption of the vitality.

Therefore, the higher the degree of fit, the faster the speed of cultivation and the higher the talent.

If your Yuan Qi fit reaches 100, you can cultivate all the way to the Martial Emperor realm without any bottlenecks.

Of course, a person with this kind of talent can be said to be a peerless genius, Xuantian Continent, with a population of hundreds of billions, and only a few thousand years will there be a person with a fit of 100, this kind of person, it can be said, step on the peak of martial arts, break through the martial god, and shatter the void without any pressure.

Almost all of them are between 20 and 80, and there are very few people in 10 to 20, and they can only be seen in some remote places in some major regions of the continent, let alone 0-10.

Talent is a thing that is unpredictable and unpredictable, and two people with low talent may give birth to a person with excellent talent, and two people with excellent talent may also give birth to a person with low talent.

However, looking at the overall data, the higher the concentration of vitality, the greater the chance that a child will be born with high talent. As a result, it is impossible for a person with extremely high talent to be born in a place where the concentration of vitality is thin, and a person with very low talent can never be born in a place where the concentration of vitality is strong.

Just like where Wu Yong is, there will never be a person with a talent of 90, and in the center of the continent, there will never be a person with a talent like Wu Yong.

The middle-aged slave who was kneeling on the ground looked at Wu Bin who was thinking, his eyes were cold for an instant, and then he returned to normal and said to Wu Bin, "The old slave thinks that it is very likely that Wu Yong has cultivated an evil skill, so he can be so quickly promoted to the ninth level of body refining. ”

Evil skill, Wu Bin's face turned cold, revealing a fierce gaze, looking at the middle-aged slave kneeling on the ground.

Middle-aged servant: "Yes, master, otherwise, how can you explain that he cultivated so fast, three months ago, he was still refining the body of the triple heaven." ”

"Moreover, once, the old slave wanted to go to his room to guide him in his cultivation, and accidentally found him cursing you and several of his brothers in the room, and also said that when he has strength one day, he will definitely leave the chicken and dog killed by the Wu Mansion.

At that time, when the old slave heard this, he was immediately furious, and when he thought about the master, you forgave him so much, he insulted you, and you spared his life, he was not grateful, and he wanted to kill a chicken and dog up and down this Wu mansion.

So at that time, the old slave was angry, and he was slightly injured, but I didn't expect this kid to hold a grudge all the time, as soon as he had the strength, without saying a word, he came out to seriously injure the old slave, if it wasn't for me running fast, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to see you, master. ”

In the end, the middle-aged slave squeezed out a few tears, covered his eyes with his hands, and knelt on the ground, crying slightly.

Wu Bin slapped his angry palm on the table next to him, and in an instant, sawdust flew everywhere. He said angrily, "Then why didn't you just kill him at that time?"

The middle-aged slave sobbed while crying and said: "After all, he is your child, master, and the old slave is just a slave of this Wu Mansion, how dare he be disrespectful, commit a crime, make a claim, and kill him." ”

Hey, thank you, get up. Wu Bin lifted the middle-aged slave underground and sighed immediately.

"Alas!, blame me for being too kind, I thought he and I also had flesh and blood affection, spare his life, but I didn't expect that this beast was unrepentant, resentful, and made such a loyal slave as you, so I had to clean up the portal today and kill it with my own hands. ”

When the middle-aged slave heard this, he cried and cried, and a sneer appeared in his eyes, and then he continued to wipe his tears, choked and pleaded: "Forget it, let's just abolish his cultivation and spare his life, no matter how you say that he is also your child, the old slave is a subordinate, and he will be injured, it doesn't matter." ”

This sentence was like adding fuel to the fire, hitting Wu Bin's sore spot hard, he hated it most when others said that he had a waste son. Immediately became furious and shouted: "Shut up, Liang Ying, this evil animal, you don't have to intercede for him, I have to kill him today, otherwise why would I go to see my Wu family ancestors and ancestors with face." ”

"Someone, go and bring that evil beast Wu Yong. Wu Bin roared loudly.