It would have been a pleasure to have a disciple with extremely perverted talents.

But. The disciple is too perverted, and it's not good.

Because

Because it was less than a day, Bangpu felt hollowed out.

As long as he fights any move in front of the cold air, he can learn it perfectly.

This made Bangpu feel that the sense of teaching was extremely poor.

That's it?

He had also prepared a training package for the monster Cold Sky before.

outcome

In less than a day, his martial arts reserves were blown up first.

The foundation of Cold Sky Martial Arts is very solid, and even his own "Martial Dao" has been solidified, and he doesn't need to teach him at all.

The remaining energy is substantialized, and it is all up to the cold air to extract energy from the cells of the body, and then polish it into energy.

It takes a lot of time to accumulate, and no one else can help you.

Therefore, he only taught Leng Kong for three days, and after Leng Kong groped and practiced according to his body, Bang Pu felt that he was a little redundant.

But because of his physique, he could only let Leng Kong cultivate alone.

Fortunately, Bangpu's dojo is big enough, and there are many training grounds, even if one is occupied by the cold air, there are other training for other disciples to practice, and the impact is not great!

It's just that the cold air cultivates and eats too much!

Several disciples, led by Kosuke, are now shouting every day that they want to strike, and his purse is drying up day by day.

This disciple is good at everything, but it's too expensive!

3rd Training Ground,

That is, the training ground where the cold sky is located.

At this time, Leng Kong was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face full of sadness.

Because when he began to formally practice Whirlwind Iron Slashing Strength, he suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

That is, his own stand-in: the Muscle King!

The Muscle Daming King takes the body as the foundation, devours other energy in the body to strengthen the physique, and takes the road of becoming a god in the flesh.

When he just woke up, he devoured all the ripple energy of the cold sky.

In order to materialize the strength, it is necessary to extract energy from muscle cells and polish it.

This is completely snatching food from the body (Muscle Daming King), and the body is no longer dry.

Cold Sky has just extracted a trace of energy from the cells, but it hasn't had time to polish it yet!

All tissues in the body discovered this delicious energy, and directly swallowed it under the instinct drive, and then turned it into nutrients to strengthen the physique.

Later, I found that this energy has a good effect on strengthening the physique, and I am even more addicted.

As long as the cold air enters the extraction state, every cell in the body is sending a hunger and thirst message to the brain.

As soon as it is refined, the body swallows it, and it completely falls into a dead loop!

As long as the physical characteristics are integrated into the body, your body can be immediately bonus.

But the cultivation of strength is the same as the previous fighting skills, you need to familiarize yourself, polish it, and finally completely integrate your own martial arts.

It takes time to accumulate, and it is not as immediate as copying the characteristics of the physique, and the cold sky has long been expected.

After a long time, the cold air can be endured, but it is lifted and sucked, and it is lifted and sucked. The cycle repeats.

What's going on?

Although in the long run, as you continue to refine, your physique will also grow over time, which is equivalent to any exercise that becomes a growth exercise when you come to yourself.

But the strong sense of oppression felt on Tatsumaki made Leng Kong eager to turn his background into strength.

So, you have to think of another way!

Time passed day by day, and the cold sky also kept playing the basic posture of whirlwind and iron flow in the training ground day and night, and then extracted energy from the cells in the frame action traction.

But even though he had practiced the Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist technique to the point where he could do as he pleased, his simple movements had the illusion of cutting through the air, and he still hadn't come up with a solution to the body's instinctive devouring energy.

"Little madman, take it easy."

"Don't try too hard!"

"Be careful, your body can't stand it!"

When others teach their disciples, they are afraid that their disciples will be lazy, but Bangpu is afraid that his disciples will train themselves to death.

Because since the month he brought Leng Kong back to the dojo, Leng Kong has never come out of the training ground.

The crazy cultivation intensity made Bang Pu and the other disciples in the dojo call it a monster.

Every day before dawn, they were awakened by the whirring and waving fists of the cold sky dragon roaring and the tiger's roar.

When I go to bed at night, the roar of the dragon and the tiger still rings in my ears.

The disciples even wondered if the monster Cold Sky didn't need to sleep?

Of course, you have to sleep, otherwise your body will definitely not be able to bear it after a long time.

Cold Sky is nothing more than meditation instead of sleeping.

Brunp was also worried that the cold air war intent was too violent and crazy, and he would teach a scourge.

But after seeing the cold sky and washing his mind with meditation every day, he didn't have this concern at all, but liked it even more.

It's just that the cold sky physique is too demonic, and he has never been able to gather strength, and Bangpu is also in his eyes and anxious in his heart.

"It's okay, as long as you are full and your body has enough energy, there is no problem."

Hearing Bangpu's voice, Leng Kong finished his actions, his muscles shook, and the wet sweat was all shaken away, and then he walked in front of the teacher shirtless.

"Teacher, have you thought of a way to solve my physical problems?"

"Nope!"

Banggu's eyes swept over the body of the cold sky muscles exploded, and he shook his head slightly.

"This may be a gain or a loss, your body is too pure!"

That's right, it's purity!

I used to hear the word "purity" from Leng Kong's mouth, and Bangpu didn't understand the meaning of this word.

But now he realized that this word was the most appropriate word to describe the cold empty body.

"High-purity body tissues have a strong hunger instinct for energy intake."

"So it's hard to solve!"

"But no, there is no way, we can go back to the source."

"Since it is the cause of the body, then find a solution from the body itself."

Bamp touched his bald head and mused,

"But I can't help you with this, because my own body knows best, and you still need to study the specific solution."

"Physical?"

"I want to think about it!"

Leng Kong's eyes rolled, and he began to calculate the possibilities.

Because the murderer who devours energy is the body itself, he really didn't think about it in this direction in front of Cold Sky.

The cultivation method that has been used is to forcibly suppress the body's instincts with the spirit, and then take the opportunity to extract energy and polish it.

But the problem is that it is impossible for a person's spirit to maintain a high level of suppression all the time, even if Leng Kong has tempered his spirit to the realm of Martial Dao Jindan.

Therefore, once the spirit is relaxed, the extracted ability will be absorbed by the body tissues.

It's been stuck on the threshold and there's been little progress.

"Cultivation is not in a hurry, eat first."

Seeing that Leng Kong was about to enter the cultivation state again, Bang Pu immediately asked Guangsuke to come over with food.

This disciple is good at everything, but his cultivation is too demonic, and he is frightened to see people's hearts, for fear that he will die suddenly if he is not careful.

"That's it. It is! ”

"Little junior brother, don't work too hard."

"You're working too hard, it looks like we're salty!"

Hirosuke, who came over with food, also took the opportunity to say a word.

Without him!

It was after Leng Kong came to the dojo that all the disciples were swept up by him.

The laid-back days of the past are gone.

Miss!

It's just that Hirosuke shouted the little brother of the cold sky, and he shouted very unconfidently, and naturally there was no deterrent at all.

But he didn't dare to threaten the cold sky with the matter of cooking, because

Because in addition to the back kitchen of cooking, the other disciples have all been beaten several times by this little junior brother.

The little junior brother's strength is too wild, and his hunger for battle is too strong.

I also want to find solutions from other people, and I will find a hand with my senior brother at every turn, and I don't care if my senior brother can hold it or not!

It's only been a month, and Kosuke has seen with his own eyes that the gauze on his brother has changed a few sets.

"Good to eat first!"

Leng Kong nodded, dissipated the suppression of the body by the spirit, and completely relaxed his mind.

After practicing martial arts for so long, he naturally knows that he can't be impetuous in his cultivation, and he can't be in a hurry.

Don't look at him as if he cultivates day and night, but after entering deep meditation, he will also be in a state of complete relaxation for his mind and body.

"Well, that's right."

Looking at the performance of the cold sky, Bangpu's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile in an instant.

Except for the cultivation intensity that is too perverted, as a boxer, the cold sky is perfect in all aspects.

Belch. Wrong!

There is one more downside, and that is. Eating too much.

Another month later,

Knock knock

Knock knock

The thundering war drums exploded from the cold empty chest, and the sound spread far away to the other training grounds.

"Hiss."

"That monster is here again!"

Hearing the heartbeat of the cold sky louder than the war drums, the disciples who were practicing on other cultivation grounds immediately froze.

"I said, if he stimulates his heartbeat like this, isn't he afraid of blowing up his heart, not afraid of spurting too much blood and spraying himself to death?"

Kuroda, as the eldest disciple of Bangpu on Tuesday, every time he heard the violent heartbeat of the cold sky, he also felt a chill in his heart and numb limbs!

"Little junior brother is a monster, how can he die so easily?"

Hirosuke and the four kitchen staff of the soup who were busy lying lazily in the shadow of the big tree by the training ground, watching the brothers sweat in the scorching sun.

What's more, he still eats with iced watermelon.

This scene is like a freshman military training, and the old student deliberately snorted the popsicle to show off, and no one could bear it.

As the kitchen team of the dojo, the workload of the Guangjie people was the largest.

Even Bangpu felt that they might not be too busy, and the special approval of 5 people did not need to train.

But people are flexible, and the 5 people of Hirosuke directly threw the work to their own hotel.

Every day, I waited for the hotel to send the processed ingredients over, and then fried them freshly, and the workload was lowered by 9 layers.

Therefore, Guangjie and the others had time to show off in front of all the teachers and brothers.

"I said that the cooking location of the five of you has been changed to the training ground of the junior brother."

"Why do you still come to us every day?"

Sweating profusely from his own practice, Hirosuke and 5 people were lying in the shade of a tree and snorting iced watermelons, and Kuroda was full of resentment.

"Where's the little junior brother?"

"No, no, during his cultivation time, we don't dare to go, it's too scary!"

Speaking of cold air, the wide interface is shaking fast.

"That's just as well!"

The eldest disciple, Kuroda, did not refute, but echoed it.

"It's coming!"

Listening to the increasingly intense heartbeat in the cold sky, one of the disciples' faces instantly lost their blood.

"Well, are you coming?"

Hearing this, the five people of Hirosuke didn't even eat the iced watermelon, and immediately sat on the ground in a panic.

And the other disciples standing in the training ground also made this action almost at the same time, and even the horror on their faces seemed to be carved out of a mold.

"Roar.!"

"Roar."

Sure enough, as soon as they sat down, their spiritual vision turned blood-colored, and as the blood stained the sky red, the terrible ghost howls sounded intensively.

The hunger and thirst of war and the endless murderous aura carried by the ghost's howl, as well as the incomparably violent aura, frantically impacted the brains of the disciples.

In an instant, all the disciples felt like they were falling into a sea of hell and blood, and every minute and second was so long and so difficult

Time seemed to stop, and the strong breath of death made their consciousness hover at the limit on the edge of life and death.

Pain, depression, horror. And so on, many negative emotions are surging wildly.

The terrifying spiritual coercion made the disciples feel worse than death.

During this time, they were not beaten, but this terrifying mental coercion was more palpitating than physical pain.

Kuroda has one thought in their minds now, and that is to escape.

Escape from the dojo and escape from the terrifying sea of blood in the cold sky.

But the problem is that the teacher won't let it.

When this happened earlier, the first reaction of the disciples was to flee, but they were kicked back by the teacher one by one, and the wounds were scattered until the sea of blood dispersed.

After finishing it, he also taught them a lesson, saying that he couldn't even bear the momentum of the little junior brother, so what qualifications did he have to practice martial arts?

"The teacher seems to have been more ruthless since he shaved his head!"

The eldest disciple Kuroda looked at the teacher Bang Pu who was guarding the gate of the dojo, and complained wildly in his heart.

"Sure enough. Sure enough, it's my dearest disciple! ”

"Haha."

"It's just that the momentum that escapes when cultivating can even temper the minds of other disciples."

"I didn't let you eat it for nothing!"

"Haha."

Bangpu's mind now was not on the eldest disciple Kuroda, but with his head held high, staring at the cold sky in the third training ground.

3rd Training Ground,

Leng Kongkong sat cross-legged on the ground, the sound of thundering war drums continued to explode from his chest, and his body was completely wrapped in a blazing flame, and the flames were in the shape of grimaces, and not one, but formed by countless grimaces.

"Breathe. Call. Suck."

With the long breath and the pulsation of the muscles, the flame grimace also churned wildly on the surface of the cold void body, leaping with joy, and the terrible ghost howl resounded throughout the dojo.

But fire is not fire, but blood!

The surface of the cold void is not a flame, but a fiery mist of blood that rises from the pores.

The blood mist formed, transformed into a grimace, and roared wildly towards the sky.

At the same time, endless death, murderous, evil, and violent qi also accompanied the blood to wreak havoc on the entire space.

That's the real reason why so many children are so frightened.

It is also a 5-person kitchen team of Guangsuke, who dare not step into the third training ground when he is practicing in the cold air.

It's just because the cold emptiness in cultivation is too terrifying!

"Breathe. Breathe"

Being in the cold sky in the center of the sea of blood, this will be extracting energy from the cells with all its heart, and then integrating it into the blood.

Teacher Bangpu's reminder finally made the cold sky find a way to condense his strength.

That is to integrate the energy into the blood before the body devours the energy.

Blood is an important part of the body, so naturally it will no longer conflict with the devouring instinct of the Muscle King.

In addition, the blood vessels are located in every corner of the body, and it will not be too difficult to integrate.

The final manifestation was a grimace flame energy composed entirely of blood mist.

Cold Sky calls the mutated energy: a long river of blood!

That's his ultimate goal!

Keep refining, constantly fuse, and finally elevate your own blood and qi to a long river of blood and qi that can penetrate heaven and earth!

(End of chapter)