The studies in the academy are taught according to the level, and at each level, a level of courses is taught, and the same is true for martial arts.

Take "Fu Demon Boxing" as an example, it is divided into three parts, junior students learn the first part, reach the intermediate level can learn the second part, advanced students can learn the third part, if you can't reach the advanced level, this set of boxing will never be learned.

The same is true for other courses.

Therefore, although Hua Disrong also learned the "Demon Fist", he could only learn the second part. Although he didn't learn everything, it didn't prevent him from understanding the advanced part of the boxing technique.

With Ling Yuhai's eightfold realm of martial apprenticeship, even if he didn't use the "Demon Suppression Fist", even if it was an ordinary punch, as long as the internal force of the eightfold martial apprentice realm was added, it was not something that Hua Yanrong could bear.

Hua Yanrong knew that he couldn't dodge this punch, this body was lacking in all aspects, like a container with a thousand holes, not only could not hold things, but also was fragile.

Hua was disfigured and did not hide, calmly staring at Ling Yuhai, who was approaching quickly, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the knife in her right hand turned white because of the excessive force.

The left hand naturally drooped, and there were words in his heart, but his fingers were already shaking rapidly, and the spell of "Lightning Strike Technique" had already been formed.

Just as Ling Yuhai was approaching Hua Disfigurement, Hua Disfigurement moved.

He didn't come forward head-on, but moved the fingers of his left hand slightly, flicking it lightly, as if inadvertently flicking the dust off his body.

The gestures are hidden, casual and lightweight, so light that they don't leave a trace.

No one noticed the tiny movement of the flower disfigurement.

Just when everyone was still thinking about how Hua Disrong could resist Ling Yuhai's move, Hua Disrong had already moved, and he moved forward quickly.

The knife in his hand swayed with a bright and cold light, although it was not cold, it was like a bundle, like a rainbow slashing towards Ling Yuhai.

Facing difficulties and fighting to the death, is this realm of Hua Disfigurement Ling Yuhai's opponent?

Everyone was suspicious in their hearts, and their eyes turned to Ling Yuhai, and they were immediately taken aback at this look.

Ling Yuhai, who had a sharp move and a decisive killing, was in mid-air, but like a kite with a broken string, he fell straight down.

Everyone could clearly see that several beautiful blue arcs of light were faintly flashing on Ling Yuhai's body, as well as the sound of "crackling" slightly.

Hua Yin's movements were not unpleasant, he had already rushed to the front, and the manghong shown by the knife in his hand had already followed the shadow, and when Ling Yuhai was about to fall, Mangguang drew a beautiful lone line around his right hand.

A blood mist like a firework filled the air, dazzling with brilliance.

Everyone saw that the blood mist that splashed up quickly spread, and there was a strong bloody aura that spread.

Then, there was the loud sound of Ling Yuhai's body crashing to the ground.

The dust has settled!

When everything dissipated, Ling Yuhai's body was weakly paralyzed to the ground, his body was constantly pumping, Hua was disfigured and stepped on his chest with one foot, and the knife was still clenched in his hand, but on the small blade, a touch of bright red was left, slowly dripping, and it was fishy.

Everyone gasped.

What surprised me was not the result, but the eye-catching series of movements of Hua Disfigurement, flowing smoothly and in one go.

Is this still the flower disfigurement in people's impressions?

Ling Yuhai was paralyzed on the ground, his right hand was weakly spread on the ground, convulsing constantly, and a large amount of blood was still splashing out of his wrist, and the surroundings were already red.

People have long since passed out.

"Old juncture, if you don't show up again, you're really going to die!" Hua Lossy shouted loudly.

He knew that with that knife he had just made, he had cut off Ling Yuhai's tendons and the arteries of his right wrist.

Seeing the blood spurting out like a note, exuding a thick bloody gas, Hua was disfigured and forced to hold the cold face opposite, as calm as a mountain.

The abdomen was turned upside down, and I had to vomit several times, but I was forced to press down.

At this moment, even if Hua Disfigured showed even the slightest weakness of qi, he would be torn apart by the other two Ling Clan disciples.

With a soft sigh in the air, Lao Guan appeared, carelessly, his body shook, and he had already arrived at Ling Yuhai's side.

At the old juncture, he lifted Ling Yuhai's injured hand, shot like lightning, and clicked repeatedly, and the blood poured out suddenly stopped.

Old Guan put down his weak arm and waved his hand.

"Quickly carry it to the casualty room. ”

Lao Guan's words were understated, everyone heard them, but there was a huge shock in their hearts, Ling Yuhai's actions were even heavier than they imagined.

Lan Shihai's eyes cast at the flower were slightly condensed, and the light flashed, faintly with a chilling meaning.

The three Ling clan disciples, including Ling Yukuan, turned pale in a panic, and hurriedly left with Ling Yuhai, who had been unconscious for a long time.

"You can really cause trouble!" the old man stared at the flower and lost his face.

Hua looked at Lao Guan and shook her head slowly, "I still can't be ruthless!" next time...... I'll prick my throat directly!"

As soon as these words came out, Lan Shihai's eyelids jumped, and his breathing became rapid and uncontrollably.

The old juncture's sharp eyes froze, the essence flashed sharply, and a cold aura suddenly erupted from his body, enveloping the flower like a cloud and mist.

If the flower is still a month ago, under such a strong aura, you may feel afraid and even surrender to the ground.

It's a pity that the current flower disappearance is a regenerated body that has fused two souls, and the strength of the soul is beyond everyone's imagination.

The old juncture's attempt to defeat Hua in momentum is doomed to be futile.

Seeing that Hua Lost Face's face remained unchanged and her expression remained as usual, Lao Guan's boss was surprised at the same time, and snorted coldly, "Is it really your home in the confinement room?"

Hua Rongrong sneered, "Old man, put away your dirty thoughts." Next time, it's going to be dead!"

Lao Guan snorted coldly and said aloud to everyone: "Hua Yanrong has repeatedly violated the rules of the confinement room, fighting and injuring people, which is very serious in nature, in order to prompt him to speed up his reflection and warn others, the punishment will be doubled: from now on, one meal will be eaten every three days, and the confinement period will be increased from the original sixty days to one hundred and twenty days. ”

The penalty is directly doubled!

Count you ruthless! Hua was disfigured and scolded in his heart.

Hua Lost Appearance did not argue, and it was useless to argue.

"Old Guan, can you be more shameless?" Hua stared at Lao Guan.

Lao Guan snorted coldly, and did not answer, but said loudly: "See the end of the light day!

The old man ignored the flowers and lost his face, and even rudely locked everyone in the confinement room.

Before leaving the T-shaped room where Hua was disfigured, there was a small iron window, and the old man said to Hua Disfigured: "Old man, I just accepted the money from the children of the Ling family, what can you do with me?"

Hua Farong stared at the old eyes that were cloudy but scattered, and said lightly: "I said that next time I will die." If you don't believe it, you can let people in!"

The small iron window was slammed shut by the old man, and as his footsteps faded away, the confinement room fell silent.

Soon, Hua Yanrong heard a chaotic footsteps again, this is the Ling family who sent Ling Yuhai to the injury room for treatment, there is no longer the previous arrogance, more of that dull and silent.

Hua Yanrong didn't know what Ling Yufeng's plans would be for him, the most important thing at the moment was to improve his cultivation and enhance his combat power.

Only when you are strong can you have the capital to save your life.

Although the lightning strike technique is good, it is only the first heavy, it can't hurt people, at most it makes people instantly paralyzed, unable to resist, hinder the attack, once or twice can be, and if it is too much, it will not work.

In the following days, Hua Yanrong modified his cultivation task.

The "Mortal Formula" is the foundation of life-preserving, and this is something that must be strengthened.

At the same time, Hua Loss also strengthened the training of physical fitness, the confinement room is too narrow, not suitable for running, what push-ups, sit-ups, leg presses, handstands or something, everything that Hua Loss can think of, all used, but unfortunately three days later, Flower Loss had to terminate the training.

Because of the increase in training intensity, the demand for food also increases, and in the case of one meal for three days at the old juncture, this kind of training is not guaranteed.

Now, Hua Lost Appearance can't do anything else except practice the "Mortal Formula". It is only during the meditation process that the energy in the body can be maintained for three days without any other condition in the body.

Fortunately, the old juncture did not deduct from the food, and it was still two steamed buns and a bowl of broth.

As a last resort, Hua Yirong redistributed the food: one steamed bun a day, half a bowl of broth, so that he could ensure that he had energy intake for at least two days, and there would be no special hunger.

And just like that, half a month passed.

During this half-month period, Hua Lossy can only meditate on the mortal formula, and the result of this strong cultivation of the mortal formula is to make his internal force increase hugely, and that powerful feeling comes to mind from time to time.

In other words, in the past half a month, the internal force has increased by more than three or four times compared to when he first entered the confinement room, which also makes Hua Yin's confidence even stronger.

Where there is achievement, there is motivation!

Hua Yanrong imagined that if Lao Guan let another Ling disciple come in, it would not be a lightning strike technique, just use the fireball technique to see if it burns you to death!

And half a month later, almost every day, the old man would come to the T-shaped room to stay for a while, through the small iron window, silently watching the flower lose face for a while, as if scrutinizing, as if sneering, but did not say a word, and then left silently.

And after Hua Lost Appearance defeated a Ling Clan's disciple of the Martial Disciple Realm Eightfold with a single sword, the situation after the confinement room also became extremely quiet, and it was a little weirdly quiet.

There was no more noisy, crying and laughing, let alone fists and kicks between roommates.

It was as if overnight, all the people who were locked up were sensible.

Even when the confinement period of the Ling family came, when they left, they were silent, and no one even glanced at the T-shaped room.

In the end, the entire confinement room was left with Hua Disfigured and Lan Shihai, who had been in the confinement room for half a year, and the confinement room was completely cleaned.