Du Fei was shocked to find that although the phantom body was a virtual image, every palm he shot was genuine, and the force of the first phantom body was the same.

Avatars outside the body are not difficult to master, but allowing the avatar to exert the same power as the deity is not only a test of its will and internal strength, but also a huge test of the caster's mind to maintain mastery.

Imagine if you suddenly have several more phantoms with the strength of the deity when facing the enemy, even if it is only a few breaths, it will be enough to determine the outcome of the battle.

Just when the second phantom body was slashed by Du Fei's palm, suddenly a substantial coercion rushed towards him, and then the void in front of him shook, and Dewey himself appeared out of thin air.

"It's you who are waiting!" Du Fei was angry, condensed the strength of his whole body in his right arm, and slammed into a palm with Dewey's full strength.

'Bang!'

The palms of the two collided violently in midair, and a loud thunderbolt broke out on a sunny day, and a violent wind swept around.

Under this hurricane-like shock wave, the air waves rolled, and the space twisted.

Du Fei was overjoyed, never thinking that he would resist this palm with all his strength, but he looked up and met the smiling face of Dewey's successful conspiracy.

"Not good, incarnation!" Du Fei seemed to think of something, and flew back with a wrong step.

However, three avatars emerged at the same time, he avoided two of them, and the third avatar swooped out at his side, and his vitality was like a waterfall, and he arrived in front of him in an instant, but he could no longer avoid it.

A heavy loud bang erupted, and the third avatar slammed into Du Fei's chest like a mountain.

He only felt that he was hit by the mountain, and suddenly blood sprayed wildly, leaving a rain of blood in mid-air, and his person fell to the ground like a flat boat in a storm.

Du Fei's eyes were red, and he struggled to get up unwillingly, only to feel that his heart seemed to be stung by a poisonous scorpion, and there was a sharp pain, and he spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"The head of the house!" the first lady could not help but be anxious when she saw this, and read resentfully.

"Mother doesn't have to worry about me, the child is fine!" Du Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Fei'er is still young, just click on it to ......," the first lady said in a trembling voice.

Dewey interrupted her words with a wave of his hand, and said in a firm voice: "The battlefield is a place of life and death, and any negligence may lead to irreparable consequences, here I can show mercy to his subordinates, is it possible that one day Fei'er will also ask the opponent to 'point to the end' when facing the enemy? One day you will understand that excessive indulgence and comfort will only harm him, and today's father wants you to understand a truth, never expect the enemy to be merciful to you, because this will only cost you your life!"

The First Lady kept silent, and no one knew Dewey's character better than she did.

The servants didn't dare to come out, staring at everything in front of them.

"Look! If you can exert the power of this marksmanship, why can't you defeat your opponent in the academy!"

Dewey took the black wind in his palm and recalled the spear of the prairie in his hand, the spear blade stirred, the wind and clouds gathered, and the guns in the sky rushed forward overwhelmingly.

The spear blade tore through several thousand-year-old trees, and its momentum did not change, and the heavy force shattered a rockery behind it, and for a while, the sky was full of scattered flames.

"Roar!" The fire-colored spear turned into a virtual image of a heavenly dragon dozens of feet in the void, and the dragon roared, resounding through the nine skies.

The huge dragon shadow broke through the dark clouds, and disappeared into the sky like the sun, disappearing in front of everyone's eyes, and only the vast fluctuations of Yuan Force between heaven and earth seemed to tell that everything was not an illusion.

The scene in front of him can be described as full of shock, and for a while Du Fei was also stunned, the same move was very different from each other by the two of them.

Just when he lost his mind, Dewey's figure was weak, and the next moment he appeared behind Du Fei, and said in a cold voice in his ear: "You...... Do you want to keep going?"

"Fairness and justice should be the cornerstone of the spirit of martial arts, and even if it angers the father, the son will never change. Du Fei said stubbornly.

"Very well! I hope you don't regret it. A purple flame suddenly burst out of Dewey's body, and then, his right palm gently pressed on the back of Du Fei's heart.

"Head of the house!" cried the First Lady anxiously.

"Mother doesn't have to worry about me, if my son does something wrong, I will bear it alone. Du Fei's face did not change color.

"You're quite bold, remember, if you want to get something, you have to give it first. Close your eyes and feel it all with your heart!"

Dewey snorted coldly, and innate true qi like flowing water gushed out from his palm, constantly pouring into Du Fei's body.

Du Fei's whole body meridians were inexplicably swollen and painful, and he felt that there were thousands of warm currents flowing in the meridians in his body, sometimes slowly, moisturizing things and silently warming his physique, and sometimes violently, like an undomesticated beast scurrying around in his body.

Du Fei realized that this was his opportunity, and immediately closed his eyes according to his words, absorbing the surging purple true qi with all his body and mind.

His six senses seemed to have returned to the deepest part of his heart, and all perceptions of the outside world disappeared, as if only he was left in heaven and earth.

Solipsism, idealism!

In this world, 'pain' became the only consciousness he could feel, and he felt that the countless meridians and slender meridians in his body were torn apart, but where the purple true qi passed, the damaged meridians began to reconnect and grow again.

After remodeling, Du Fei's whole body muscles and veins became more open and tenacious, and the infusion of Yuan Force that he could withstand was also even greater.

After this abnormal change, Dewey's face also changed greatly, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, his face was slightly pale, and he had a rare feeling of powerlessness.

It wasn't until a long time later that Dewey stood up unwillingly, and said to himself with a little unwillingness: "At present, the father can only do these things for you, as for whether you can use this innate true qi for your own use, it depends on your creation." ”

From beginning to end, the first lady watched from a short distance, and she understood that this was the intention of the head of the family to educate Du Fei, so she subconsciously did not bother forward, but waited anxiously and patiently.

When she saw the head of the house get up, she hurriedly walked forward and carefully wiped the sweat from Dewey's forehead with a handkerchief.

Looking at his wife's caring appearance, Dewey's heart warmed, and a smile spread on his face.

"You are the only one in the world who knows me best!" Dewey sighed.

"If the concubine doesn't know the head of the family, then who else can share the worries with the head of the family?" said Du Mumei's eyes.

"So, you're really the 'first lady,' are you?" said Dewey, with a long laugh.

"This is the name that His Majesty gave to his concubines when he saw your great achievements, I am not greedy for vanity, and these vain concubines don't care. ”

"And what do you care about?"

"The only people in the world who can make concubines care are husband and Fei'er. ”

"You're going to be poor!"