"You want to fight me." Chen Jing asked him.

Meng Aman nodded.

"How old are you?" Chen Jing asked again.

Meng Aman replied, "I have eight out of thirty." ”

"You weren't selected by the Huangliang Realm at the age of eighteen to start cultivating." Chen Jing raised two fingers, "Now that twenty years have passed, it is still the second floor of the interior scene, and then you said that you want to know where the gap between you and the genius is." ”

Where is the gap?

It's obvious.

I have been delayed for all kinds of time inside and outside, and now I am rebuilding, or in a world where cultivation is more difficult, and it only took more than 20 days to get to the second floor of the interior scene.

Meng Aman's expression was serious and unmoved: "I stopped on the second floor of the interior because of pollution. ”

"Pollution?" Chen Jing asked directly if he didn't understand.

"The higher the cultivation, the more susceptible it is to pollution." Meng Aman replied, smiling bitterly and shaking his head helplessly, "I'm not like you who are protected by Heavenly Venerable, compared to higher cultivation, Yuncheng needs me to have a clear mind." ”

Chen Jing didn't speak.

When you get to the third floor, the pollution starts to affect your sanity?

"Come on, while I still have the qualifications." Meng Aman urged, "A little more time, and you will have the third floor of the interior." ”

Chen nodded and held up a finger: "Yes, you can, but you have to agree to my request." ”

Meng Aman was bold: "Just say." ”

"From today onwards, you have to come over every day and play with me." Chen Jing whispered.

Training is one thing.

It's another thing to ask for a sparring partner.

The price of sparring is expensive, no lower than that of a coach.

There is no need to have a free sparring partner.

"I can't ask for it!" Meng A's eyes flashed, "Come on." ”

Chen Jing put the medicine bottle on the ground: "You wait first, let me think about ......"

He shook his fist.

Hook boxing is like this.

The uppercut looks like this.

Well, and the footsteps, that's it.

After a while, Chen Jing raised his head with confidence and put on a boxing stance: "Come on." ”

Meng Aman rushed excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, the excitement was extinguished.

He stared at Chen Jing who fell to the ground in a daze, shook his head incredulously, and glanced at his fist.

Only......

So fast?

This person in front of him is really the Chosen One of the Huangliang Realm?

Isn't it a little too easy to deal with?

The limbs are not very coordinated, I don't know what I am thinking, I am thinking about my feet and my hands at the same time, which is nondescript and weird.

The punches that came out were not so powerful.

The posture, footsteps, and punches are all comfortable and even pleasing to the eye.

But it seems that apart from this, there are no other advantages?

"You're so ruthless." Chen Jing retched, spitting sour water.

This punch almost "resurrected" himself.

As soon as I learned how to operate, I had to face a very difficult BOSS, and it was really reluctant.

"You ......," Meng Aman stopped talking.

You should be happy.

Crush a Chosen One.

But so quickly, bullying a person who has never practiced martial arts has no sense of accomplishment at all.

"Go back and continue tomorrow." Chen Jing rubbed his stomach, grinned and crawled back into the room, closing the door.

Meng Aman sighed in his heart.

He felt as if he had fallen into a big pit called "sparring".

I still jumped into it on my own initiative.

Chen Jing took off his glasses and quit the game, and there was still a faint phantom pain in his stomach.

He took notes, bathed and slept.

The next day.

Chen Jing went to the club and talked about the problems he encountered yesterday.

What do you think, but it's actually pretty good.

Footwork is footwork, and punching is punching.

But it's just being put down by someone.

He also performed it very vividly.

The advice given by the coach is, don't be too brainy, you can't talk on paper.

Now he's not to the point where he's going to think about the next punch, or hook, and he's going to be able to practice these things.

By the way, I have guided some basic battle ideas.

Log in to the game at night.

Meng Aman brought a list of items for the city of vain.

There is a lot of miscellaneous "garbage", and maybe there will be some treasures of the prosperous era in it, but ...... Chen Jing didn't have that insight, so he didn't pick it.

In the end, only two pills were exchanged for twenty catties of books, and there was also a volume of "Spiritual Vision Weapon".

It's something that's kind of like "TV".

However, in the Barren Age, its ability is limited, and it can only connect to the local "mother" of the Dead City, and receive the messages released by the Celestials.

Chen Jing looked at the "Hidden Dragon List" that he had admired for a long time.

There is also a windfall.

The five hundredth, the last one, had a familiar name.

"Flower Sword" jade is true.

Meng Aman was very excited.

Holding the two pills, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Wait for both of them to pass away.

They fought again, and this time Chen Jing improved slightly, and was able to take three punches under Meng Aman's attack.

The next day.

He can delay longer with his footwork.

Day 3.

He was starting to steal a few punches, albeit in inconsequential, non-painful areas.

Day 4.

Chen Jing lasted until the twentieth move.

Meng Aman looked at him and was a little frightened.

He can understand, he can understand, he can understand, and people like this who are young and talented, will improve in every fight.

But isn't this progress too fast?

It's only been five days.

It's just one fight a day.

Is this the talent of the person chosen by the Huangliang Realm?

"Let's pause tomorrow." Chen Jing rubbed his stomach and sat on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Meng Aman sat beside him, absent-minded, wondering how to guide Chen Jing.

Think back to the battle just now.

The punch stance is pretty standard, and there's nothing to improve.

The footwork is also very mature, and there is no one who can point fingers.

The only thing that is problematic is the idea of fighting.

But...... The general direction of his thinking is also correct, but he has no actual combat experience, uses it very jerky, and exposes his purpose too quickly and too obviously.

He was at a loss.

Are geniuses like this, who don't make any mistakes?

What a damn one!

Chen Jing replied: "There is a task tomorrow." ”

He also told his coach that he had something to do at work and had to go on a bad job for a while. The coach is really good, and he proposed that he could teach on the video screen and only charge half of the lesson fee.

He refused with tears in his eyes.

Even if you are willing to pay this money, you must first have the technology to be able to video between the two worlds.

"Mission." Meng Aman was stunned and nodded, "I almost forgot about this." ”

"Good luck with your safe return."

Chen Jing smiled: "Don't worry, I won't have an accident." ”

"Looking forward to seeing your name on the Hidden Dragon List soon." Meng Aman was solemn and solemnly blessed, "Just like your teammates." ”

Chen Jing waved his hand: "That magic weapon can't send a message, I'll plant a white flag at the door later, and when my task is completed, I'll change the flag to red." ”

"When the time comes, you will continue to come to me, and we will continue to talk."

Meng Aman was refreshed: "No problem. ”

He didn't hate the trouble at all.

Not to mention Chen Jing's talent, his status as the "Chosen One of the Yellow Sorghum Realm" alone is enough for him to spend time investing.

The next day, Chen Jing finished writing the update and logged in to the game.

Practicing the Mingtang Method in bed.

until the afternoon.

A male voice came from my ear: "The third mission will start in twenty breaths." ”

"Please be prepared."

Chen Jingshen took a deep breath.

As soon as the time passed, the clear air swept and took him into the Huangliang Realm Square.

The other four appeared one after another.

"Congratulations, Sister Jade, the hidden dragon is on the list." Chen Jing arched his hand and said loudly.

Jiang Que'er was surprised: "What, what? Senior Sister Yu is already on the Hidden Dragon List? ”

"It's a fluke, and it's the last name." Jade shook her head shyly.

Yu Tonghui was dumbfounded.

To his surprise, at the time of the first copy, he was still the undisputed strongest.

Only two copies have passed, and I have been overtaken?

Ji Baizhi clenched his fists, a little unwilling.

He thinks that he is no worse than jade.

"But why is the nickname Foil?" Chen Jing touched his chin thoughtfully.

"The nickname was given by the Qianlong Bang himself." Yu Zhen shook his head and explained, "It's probably because I use a sword to be flashy, so I took such a name." ”

"Can you change it yourself?" Chen Jing asked again.

Yu Zhen nodded: "Of course he can, like the first invincible who entered the Tianmen list, he was once nicknamed "Baquan", and he was dissatisfied with himself, so he applied for his name as the number. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Just as Chen Jing opened his mouth, he said: "Then let's all apply for it and change the nickname to Cosmic Thunderbolt Invincible." At the same time.

She was categorical: "No! ”