Hua Rongrong practiced according to the requirements of the method, and then looked at his fingers, but there was no movement.

Is it the wrong way, or is it the wrong way?

I practiced it again, but there was still no movement.

The trick is correct, the technique is not wrong, but it still hasn't succeeded, there is only one possibility, that is, no practice makes perfect.

It seems that this method is not so easy to practice, and it takes hard work.

So, throughout the day, Hua Yinrong practiced this complicated technique in the silent recitation of the mantra, until the five fingers of his right hand were so tired that he changed his left hand and continued to train.

The ten fingers of both hands were numb and cramped, and it seemed that they were farther away from that mysterious and mysterious "power", and the ten fingers were stiff, red and swollen, unable to keep up with what was in their hearts.

Sure enough, nothing can be achieved overnight, and you must study and practice hard.

For three days, three whole days, except for the practice of the "mortal formula" once in the morning and evening, the rest of the time was spent practicing the mantra of the fireball technique and the complicated fingering.

The ten fingers of his hands were so sore that he felt that he didn't obey his own call.

Finally, that so-called "power" appeared, albeit faintly.

This "power" cannot be seen or touched, but its existence can be clearly felt, it is like a rhyme, lingering between the ten fingers, with the silent recitation of the mantra, constantly jumping.

Hua Lost Looks tries to wrap a fireball in her "power" and gently throws it at the debris in the corner.

Sure enough, the fireball didn't go out.

As the fireball fell like a spark on top of the debris, it drew a bright arc, but there was a roar of "Peng".

The fireball exploded!

Like a spark falling into a pan of oil, it exploded and burned quickly.

A scorching wave of air rolled in the confinement room, the scorching wave was hot, rolling like a tide, startling Hua Daqi and hurriedly retreating.

Fortunately, the fireball technique was condensed for the first time, it was small, its power was limited, its duration was short, and it dissipated in a moment.

When the heat dissipates and calm returns to the confinement chamber, Hua Fa can still feel the smell of being burned in the confinement chamber.

Hua looked at the room again, and the original pile of debris was destroyed under the bombardment of this fireball, leaving no trace.

The original unpleasant smell of feces, urine, mold, and rancid smell was completely removed as the heat wave dissipated, and the wet ground became extremely dry after the heat wave.

Hua Gloria was surprised by the instantaneous change, and she couldn't imagine that a small fireball technique could cause such a great power.

Hua lost her face but didn't know that the reason for this situation was related to the fact that the room was too small.

When the fireball technique explodes, the shock waves, scorching waves, heat radiation, etc., are continuously diffused and superimposed in this narrow space, and the power generated is multiplied and magnified, and the effect is naturally significant.

If it's outside, the power will be greatly reduced.

Hua was full of joy, and he finally had a trick to get his hands on.

With the fireball spell in front, the practice of the "Freshening Technique" and the "Lightning Strike Technique" is twice the result with half the effort, and in less than half a day, it takes Hua Disgrace to practice the formulas and techniques of the two spells.

When Hua Humber tried to perform a "freshening technique", she immediately felt that the air in the room was as fresh as if it had been sprayed with spices, and the dull and aggrieved feeling of suffocation was swept away.

Hua was overjoyed, and when he wanted to try the lightning strike technique again, he found that he couldn't use it, and his internal strength was insufficient.

Hua was disfigured and remembered that after using the fireball, the internal force in the body seemed to be drained, and when she thought about it, she suddenly felt a sense of fatigue, and she couldn't help but be startled.

This fireball technique is really a skill that consumes internal strength!

A small first-level fireball technique can drain the internal strength in the body.

If when facing the enemy, a fireball technique can't burn the opponent, and your internal strength is exhausted, it is equivalent to losing the power of attack and defense, and you will fall into an embarrassing situation.

If you practice the fireball technique to the ninth level again, won't you be exhausted to death? It seems that this fireball technique can't be used lightly.

At the moment, he did not delay, sat on the ground with a disgrace, and once again practiced the "mortal formula" to restore his internal strength.

And so it went on for another three days.

In the past three days, Hua Yanrong has used three spells, in addition to the fireball technique, which consumes amazing internal power, the lightning strike technique is also a big consumer of internal force.

When a lightning strike technique is released, half of the internal force is gone, but the chicken-like freshening technique consumes very little internal force, but it is dispensable for the flower disfigurement that requires a strong force.

The only way to do this is to improve your internal strength.

After all, the "guidance technique" of the school is the basic mental method, and the improvement of internal force is limited, and the "mortal formula" is different, with the progress of cultivation, the internal force of Hua Disfigurement is also accumulating, and after a few days, the internal force is actually thirty percent more than usual.

After the confinement room was burned by Hua Disfigure's fireball technique, it was neither damp nor smelly, and with the use of the freshness technique, the confinement room was more like a practice room where Hua Disfigured was alone.

In order to punish students who have made mistakes, the school only has one meal a day, which is called a complete transformation from mind to body.

How can the students stand it, they are all at the age of growing their bodies and the amount of food is doubling.

The reduction of food has made these students in confinement miserable, and every day, Hua Lose face will hear the shout of "I'm hungry", which is called a miserable one!

As a person who came over, although he also felt hungry, he could hold on, one meal a day, it was enough for him, and in the current situation, as long as he didn't starve to death, he had to insist on practicing the "mortal formula", in order to hope that he would become strong as soon as possible.

Finally, Hua lost her face and discovered the difference.

Hua Lost Rong clearly remembered that the conditions for the use of the Freshness Technique, the Lightning Strike Technique, the Fireball Technique, etc., were the third, fourth, and fifth layers of the Qi cultivation period, and the definition of cultivation in the Nine Continents Continent was based on each realm, and Hua Lost Rong remembered that there was no such realm as the Qi cultivation period.

Hua Lost has a bold guess, the cultivation method of this "mortal trick" is higher than the basic mental method "Guiding Technique" that Hua Lost Rong has learned in the academy, and it is not a little bit.

The "Mortal Formula" was brought to this magical continent from the earth, but it can lead to different realms and have the same abilities. In other words, the cultivation of the "mortal formula" should be based on the realm of qi cultivation, and in this Jiuzhou continent, it is defined by the realm of martial apprentices.

Which is better or worse? It's not something that Hua Shirong can comment on!

According to the conditions for the use of the Fireball Technique, Hua Disfigurement had reached the fifth level of the Qi cultivation period.

But the real strength of the flower is currently in the fifth level of the martial arts realm. If you talk about combat power, it may be worse. This predecessor has never had a real battle on the enemy's side, and if there is anything, it is to fight in a group with the young master Hua Xuan.

In other words, the current Hua Lost is a "junior brother" who has no experience in battle, and it is no wonder that he can pass out after being beaten with a stick.

Perhaps, out of this confinement room, I will also have to conduct actual combat training, otherwise, there will be no chance of survival in this continent where the weak eat the strong. Hua sighed secretly.

Time passed day by day, and Hua Yanrong was also practicing without distraction.

Confinement may be a punishment for many people, but in Hua Thani's view, it is a rare and quiet time, not to be disturbed by others, not to be bothered by mundane things, and finally to have the opportunity to calm down and practice the mortal trick well. As the cultivation progressed, Hua Yanrong's understanding of the mortal recipe became more and more profound.

On this day, Hua Yanrong was practicing, but when she heard a "boom", the cold iron door that had never been opened was actually opened.

A dazzling light shone into the confinement room, and the flower was so disfigured that she couldn't adapt for a while, and closed her eyes.

Hana heard the voice of the old man who managed the confinement cell.

"Hua is disfigured, you cultivated a good fate in your previous life, and you have someone to accompany you in confinement!"

Hua was hesitating, and heard the old man's voice again.

"Ling Yukuan, let's go in. It's a strange year, and the confinement cells that are not closed every year are not enough this year. I can warn you both that you are not allowed to fight privately during the confinement period, otherwise the punishment will be doubled. ”

At the old juncture, we don't have time for deep introspection, how can we have time for private fighting. I don't want to come back to this kind of room that doesn't see the light of day. ”

A young voice sounded, grinning, how could it be about the consciousness of confinement.

The old man's voice said coldly, "It's good to understand! ”

But with a "boom", the cold iron door shut.

The confinement chamber returned to its previous darkness, and the footsteps of the old man faded away.

Through the light that came through the half-foot-square window, Hua opened her eyes and saw a tall figure.

This tall figure stepped into the place where Hua Lost was meditating in one step, and Hua Lost felt that this person exuded a chilling momentum, cold as ice, and the temperature in this originally gentle confinement room suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees.

Hua looked at the man in front of him, he was not very old, but he was a stout figure, and when he stood there, he stood still like a hill.

Hua lost his face and recognized it, Ling Yukuan, a child of the Ling family, has been following Ling Yufeng all the year round, he is not only Ling Yufeng's follower, but also his right-hand man, it is said that he has reached the eightfold martial apprentice realm, because of his stature and strong strength, even the students of the martial apprentice realm are a little scared of him.

Ling Yukuan looked at the confinement room and said with a smile: "I said how can you be shocked, when this is a quiet room to practice." Fuck off, I'm going to stand here and breathe fresh air. ”

The place where the flower meditates is under the vent.

Hua stared at Ling Yukuan with a disfigured face, slowly stood up, and said in a cold voice,

"Are you sure you're standing with me?"

Ling Yukuan took a step forward and pressed Hua out of shape.

"Lao Tzu asked for it, do you dare to give it?"

"I'll give ...... You're a fucking leg!"

As the flower was disfigured and shouted, the fingering on his hand had already jumped rapidly, quickly pinched the trick, and condensed a "lightning strike technique".

When this "lightning strike technique" landed on Ling Yukuan's body, but a "crackling" sound was heard, and a bright and crystal lightning burst on Ling Yukuan's head, and the blue slightly purple and white arc flickered, jumped, and wound around his body.

Ling Yukuan seemed to be stimulated by something, and his whole body jumped up suddenly, his whole body trembled, and his hands danced, like crazy.

The whole process lasted about five or six seconds, and then the arc weakened and was about to disappear.

There was no room for hair, Hua lost his face and stepped up, and punched Ling Yukuan's face door.

All his resentment during this period of time turned into strength, and slammed it on Ling Yu's wide-faced door.

Only a "bang" was heard, and Ling Yukuan screamed.

The face door was hit hard, and suddenly his eyes were full of stars, his head was dizzy, his body took several steps back, and finally he fell heavily to the ground, humming.