Chapter 50: Epiphany
After Feng Luoshi unleashed the Eight-Armed Divine Fist, his pulse qi was almost exhausted, but he was very happy, because the essentials of the Eight-Armed Divine Fist had actually been comprehended at that moment.
The competition continued, but Feng Luo had no intention of continuing. A deeper understanding of the essence of the technique is what he values most.
In the face of the opponent who rushed wildly, Feng Luo jumped high and shouted to it: "Little Lion!"
The little lion immediately swooped down and flew under Feng Luo, just catching Feng Luo and flying high into the air. The attacker threw himself into the air and could only raise his head helplessly.
"Lord Feng, the competition is not over yet, why are you leaving?" Hubery hurriedly shouted, for fear that Feng Luo would leave.
If Hubery hadn't shouted, the little lion would have really flown away with Feng Luo. When Feng Luo heard the shout, he patted the little lion on the head and told it to hover at a high altitude and neither fall nor fly away.
"Wait a moment for me to sort things out. Feng Luo motioned to the other party not to be agitated, so as not to disturb his train of thought.
"Lord Wind, if you want to compete, come down quickly!" Hubery cried out very arrogantly. His companions were not so cheeky, and the wheel battle did not allow others to rest for a while.
"Hmph, I don't want to fight now, I have the ability, you come up!" Feng Luo glanced at him and stopped talking. Even if he really plans to rest, others can't say that he is cheating, after all, he is the first to cheat.
Just as everyone thought so, Feng Luo made a strange gesture on the back of the griffin. Half of the limbs were broken, twisting violently and twisting into twists. Close your eyes and fall into a meditative state.
Everyone was taken aback, but not too surprised. Because of Feng Luo's actions just now, it seems that he is practicing with them. It's normal to have something to gain at this time.
Whether to go or stay, everyone was undecided, and finally said yes, and wait. Look at what kind of movement that weird Wind Lord will make.
In this way, two hours flew by!
For two hours, Feng Luo kept his posture unchanged. And the griffon, carrying him all the time, did not stop. The lion cub had flown over the misty region for more than two hours.
The people of the earth, having eaten dry food, waited until they were drowsy. They were not interested in continuing the competition, but they were all curious, and they didn't know what would happen when the Wind Lord woke up.
"He's moving!" the sharp-eyed man noticed and hurriedly called the others to look.
Yes, Feng Luo has finally moved!
The movements are very slow, but very coordinated. If you look at the posture closely, it's a little weird, but when you look at it as a whole, you will feel that it conforms to a certain rhythm.
Feng Luo's bones made a "click" sound, and their shapes changed. And he was on the back of a griffin, flying in the air, and the situation was very strange.
The essence of the eight-armed divine fist, Feng Luo gradually comprehended it on the back of the little lion. As for the complete integration and completion of cultivation, it is not something that can be completed overnight.
However, with such an understanding, the next cultivation will be very clear, and there will be no more detours.
Actual combat is the best way to cultivate!
At the beginning of the creation of the technique, it was for actual combat. In the competition, Feng Luo tried to use the eight-armed divine fist many times, but he never found a good opportunity. Finally, it was finally cast, and the key points were instantly epiphany.
Fortunately, there is a little lion, which can allow him to temporarily avoid the entanglement of the other party, and slowly gain an epiphany, and seize the time to deeply understand.
Feng Luo opened his eyes and ended his meditation. He wanted to continue, but the people who were rushing in the distance forced him to go down.
Perhaps it was because they found that Feng Luo had not returned for a long time, so Stin and the others contracted their front and came to look for it. They soon found out that Feng Luo was here, and quickly gathered a group of people to come and respond.
Feng Luo's heroic performance on the battlefield, how could he escape their eyes? After such a tragic battle, it would be good to survive. Venerable Lord Feng must have been seriously injured and must be treated in time.
Therefore, they came quickly, for fear that something would happen to Feng Luo. And the actual situation is not far from what they feared. The only difference is that Feng Luo was not seriously injured and continued to exert his might.
"My lord, it's too late!" Stin and the others reined in their horses and whispered to Feng Luo. In his opinion, Feng Luo must have been seriously injured before he hid on the back of the griffin.
Feng Luo asked the lion cub to lower his height and jump to the ground. Stretching his body, his whole body was like fried beans, and the sound kept stopping. It took a long breath for the body to relax.
"It's okay, they're practicing with me. Feng Luo said with a grin and pointed at Hubery and the others.
Sting, with two squads of heavy cavalry, came menacingly, making Hubery and his group timid. The cultivation of the heavy cavalry, of course, is not as good as that of these captains, but the overall momentum exuded is aggressive.
"Lord Feng, can we continue our competition?" Hubery was eager to leave quickly at this time, but he also knew that he had offended too much before, and whether he could get away smoothly depended entirely on the other party's intentions.
"Of course continue, my helpers are here, and the victory is in hand, how can I make up for it at this time?" Feng Luo pointed to Stin and the others.
When the cavalry heard this, they pulled the reins together and shouted: "My lord has an order, I will not give up until I die!" The voice was not loud, but it was terrifying.
"It's not that you are going to charge, just fight in the ring with me. Feng Luo waved his hand, signaling them not to be too solemn.
"Lord Feng, didn't you say okay, just you're alone?"
"I remember how many people could have played in turn, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have so many of you attacking me. Well, now my helper has finally arrived. Feng Luo said the word "helper" heavily.
Hubery and his friends looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and said, "Lord Feng, today we admit defeat, we don't have many crystal coins on our bodies, I hope you don't dislike it." "There are only three of them left, and Feng Luo's helper cultivation is much lower. But relying on the advantage of numbers, you can also kill for a while. Feng Luo can slowly recover on the side, and the results of the competition can be imagined.
The men took out all the crystal coins, put them on the ground in front of Feng Luo, and rode away. The loss of crystal coins is not serious, because who will bring a large pile of crystal coins to fight on their bodies?
This time he was embarrassed, and several people led their grievances to Da Zhuang. Da Zhuang is the highest cultivation among the captains, and with him coming, the competition will not be so embarrassing.
Feng Luo handed a pile of crystal coins to Sting and said, "Take out half of it to buy food and daily necessities, and let the brothers divide the other half." ”
Sting didn't refuse, because Feng Luo said that everyone would be rewarded, not him, and there was no way to make decisions on behalf of everyone.
With a large force, there is no one to intercept on the road. He even stopped a scout team from the Haori Kingdom and dispersed everyone. Then, Feng Luo took everyone around in a circle and returned to the territory.