Chapter 147: Conquest of the Waterfall (1)

(Recently, maybe it's because I'm too busy with work, or maybe because of some personal things, I always feel very stressed when I write a book, and it's very difficult to organize some simple words, and sometimes I really want to put down the computer and stop writing, and find a place to take a good rest.) But thinking that there are still sporadic readers reading, I feel that I can't delay reading because of my own private affairs, gritted my teeth or insisted on writing a little, if it's not good, I hope you don't forgive me!)

"Bang !!"

"What a power!"

It's a waterfall that is high and the water speed is extremely turbulent, and he doesn't have any effect other than that, Feng Ze has been thinking like this, and he doesn't have any worries about Feng Ze walking into the waterfall.

The moment he stepped into the waterfall, an incomparably huge impact force smashed down his head, really like the "Mount Tai pressed top" in the mouth of Yanbo, Feng Ze knelt directly to the ground, and the force of trying to hold on to a mouthful of water was too great, and he couldn't resist it at all. Just a breath, Feng Ze found that he couldn't breathe, one after the other, the sky and the earth, ice and fire, it was really unbearable, Feng Ze rushed out of the waterfall with enough spiritual power.

"Uncle Yan" Feng Ze looked at Yan Bo in a daze, he really couldn't imagine that an ordinary waterfall had such a great power, this kind of strength was probably not inferior to the palm of the Black Bear King of the Vast Mountain, and Feng Ze was immediately defeated in less than a breath.

"That's all there is to it, you haven't taken a single step, what kind of ideals are you talking about, okay, where are you going back and forth!" Yan Bo said sharply.

"Careless for a while, not as strict as you say, isn't it just a waterfall? I must conquer it!" People who are born with hard bones will always be dissatisfied when they encounter someone harder than themselves, not to mention that Feng Ze is still a person who does not bow his head when he bleeds, and Yan Bo's words stimulated him to fight, and without waiting for Yan Bo to reply, Feng Ze stood up and rushed into the waterfall.

What if you don't hit the south wall and don't turn back, it's a big deal to install it, as long as there is still a breath, no matter how hard the wall is, there will be a moment when it is knocked down. Stubbornness is a derogatory term in the eyes of most people, but when you meet someone who is special about something, it becomes a challenge, such as Fengze at this time.

Entering the waterfall again was still the same impact, still a breathless, Fengze still couldn't withstand the impact of the pressure, and his body collapsed again and fled. His unafraid and unwilling personality led him to rush into the waterfall again, but the result was still the same.

The waterfall is dead, and I am alive, I don't believe I can't take this step! If I don't have the ability, then what ability do I have to carry the burden on my body, I don't believe it!

Once, twice, three times

An hour has passed, and the waterfall is still the same as it was, as if it would always be the same, and the rushing water will always contain great power to flow into the pool. Next to the waterfall, Feng Ze's body was lying in a large shape, his eyes were glued to the sky, and his breathing was short, and it was obvious that he was still defeated. "I don't believe it!" clenched his fists, and he jumped up and rushed into the waterfall again.

"You play slowly, I'll go earn spirit stones. The impact of the waterfall is naturally clear, and at the beginning, he only planned to let Feng Ze try it first, and it was not something that could be completed in a moment or a half if he wanted to gain a foothold under the waterfall. But Feng Ze's unyielding momentum shocked him, this move is very human, and he believes that he has chosen the right person. Since Feng Ze is so persistent, he doesn't need to worry about him much, so it's better to relieve his boredom if he has nothing to do.

An hour passed, and after countless failures, Feng Ze finally stood up under the waterfall, and at that moment his heart was full of blood, which also laid a solid foundation for him to become stronger, and also made him believe that he was capable of doing things that others could not do.

"Whoa!" The rushing waterfall swoops down, as if it is about to swallow a qiē.

However, this success of Kazawa was short-lived, and although he could stand in the waterfall, he could not hold out for three breaths. He knew that in order to achieve the ultimate victory, he needed to keep practicing, endure and know that he could walk freely and come and go. Fortunately, the first step has been taken, and success is not far away.

Uncle Yan must have a special intention in training himself in this way, although he needs to endure great pain, and the bitterness may be the reward for his own efforts. If Uncle Yan's method can fulfill himself, he will have an extra responsibility on his shoulders, and it seems that he needs to work harder.

"The current state is the limit of what I can bear, I should sit down and rest, otherwise I will overdraw my body, and the success will not outweigh the losses. "Walk out of the waterfall and take a deep breath.

Looking up at the waterfall, Feng Ze found that the distance of two hundred meters suddenly became a thousand meters, and the beauty that originally belonged to it was now in danger in front of him. "It should be more than simple to conquer it, Uncle Yan should just give me a small task. ”

"If I can persist until the end, my body will definitely be able to withstand a heavy blow that ordinary people can't bear, Uncle Yan is really attentive. As soon as he sat down, Feng Ze felt that his breathing was different from before, every bit of air he inhaled in his stomach was different from the other, comfortable, and his body was extremely relaxed. "I just don't know when I'll be able to get out of the waterfall successfully, go ahead, victory is just around the corner. ”

"I will definitely conquer you, in the shortest possible time!" and he continued to challenge with confidence and confidence.

One in and one out of countless back and forth, as time goes by, Feng Ze can withstand the waterfall for longer and longer, the impact of Mount Tai is weakened, and occasionally you can walk a few steps, in the eyes of Feng Ze, this is a part of success. Persistence, only persistence. When he does something with his heart, time will be ignored, Feng Ze keeps gritting his teeth and insisting, he requires himself to do his best, and the shortest time to use, so he ignores a qiē, forgets himself, falls down and gets up again, over and over again

"Are you stupid, pig's head!" After sunset, Yan Bo rowed back in the boat, thinking that Feng Ze's perseverance would not last long, and he could add a little more sarcasm to him when he came back to show his special "encouragement". When the boat docked, he found that the silly boy was still practicing.

"Huh, it's not easy!" Walking to the bottom of the waterfall, Yan Bo saw that Feng Ze was actually standing straight in the waterfall, which was beyond his expectations, when he trained Jiang Songyan like this, it took him three days to be able to stand under the waterfall, but it was also a reluctant standing. And Feng Ze is less than an afternoon, the only explanation that the wizard, the wizard, and Yan Bo can think of.

"Boy, come out!"