Chapter Seventy-Three: Aggravated Training "Fortunately, there were no serious injuries, only minor injuries, otherwise I would have been scolded again." Yang Yujing exhaled and said.

"He's only in the first grade now, so I think he's very talented?" said the sloppy old man Zhou Bufan.

"Yes, my most powerful man I saw from afar that he was fighting with more than twenty people, fighting everyone with his own strength, without a single injury, and winning completely. Yang Yujing said.

"This student should focus on training, don't waste it, and try to meet any requirements. The sloppy old man Zhou Bufan looked at the cold crying soul and said.

"Yes, Dean. Yang Yujing sent people back to his bedroom with tears in his eyes.

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"My head hurts, it's so uncomfortable. Weeping touched his head, feeling extremely uncomfortable, and his body was even more sore, and Weeping Soul jumped out of bed. In the small courtyard, the weeping soul began to move his body. He took out the silver long knife, but Weeping Soul named it Silver Blade.

Weeping Soul took his beloved silver blade and began to swing it. The silver sword shadow raged everywhere in the small courtyard, and the silver blade seemed to be alive in the hands of the weeping soul. The weeping soul felt as if the knife was alive. The silver blade jumped happily in the weeping soul's hand.

The weeping soul constantly attaches the aura to the silver blade, and in order to increase the sharpness of the weapon, it is to attach the aura to the weapon. This method was learned from a family manual, and although he didn't know how to do it, fortunately his father taught him how to use Reiki.

Weeping souls are against relatively simple things, and weeping souls are all hand-to-hand.

"It's just that the level of sword skills is too low, and it seems that a martial art must be changed. Weeping Soul said to himself. For this sword technique, the weeping soul has been practiced, and the use of the melon is very familiar. As for the kicking skills, all the steps are well cultivated, and it is still relatively difficult to practice the only killing and shooting duels.

Treasure-level silver-white spear, weeping soul took a deep breath and began to wave the spear, the spear rippled a little bit, and the move was fierce with killing intent. The weeping soul began to gradually use the killing and shooting nine styles.

"Sweep through a thousand armies. "The weeping soul used the first form, and after using it, the weeping soul felt that he had a lot of aura.

"Straight to the Yellow Dragon. The weeping soul immediately followed up with the second form of killing and shooting. Weeping is constantly a killing and shooting move. The third formula, the fourth formula. Weeping Soul can only use the fourth form. The latter moves can't be used, because the body can't bear it, and it is estimated that only when you reach the advanced level of the war general can you use the nine forms. Weeping Soul didn't think much about constantly practicing these four styles, constantly reversing the order, and constantly running in, so that he could use these four styles as he wanted.

Weeping Soul thought in his heart that it was to let the heaven-level weapon be used as a killer weapon, if he couldn't beat it, there was still a trump card, that is, two weapons were out at the same time, one holding a gun and the other was holding a knife, and two martial arts were used at the same time, ordinary people couldn't use them, even if they could use multiple martial arts, but they couldn't use two offensive martial arts at the same time. Because that's the talent difference.

Weeping Soul has been cultivating continuously in the past few days, and every time I have exhausted myself from practice, it is finished, Weeping Soul continues to squeeze myself, and constantly cultivates all martial arts, because Weeping Soul has no master to guide him, so he doesn't know how to cultivate, and Weeping Soul has to constantly strengthen his basic skills. Only when you reach the point of flowing clouds can you deal with all the unforeseen tricks.

"Huh~ It's the seventh day, it's really cool to practice like this, I don't know how they have cultivated these days, I've taken ten days off in a row, hey, I'm going to ask my uncle but what is wrong with people's children, hey~ Life is hard. Weeping Soul lay on the ground and sighed.

Weeping Soul stood on the ground in a somersault, performing the Phantom Moon Step, moving back and forth on the thirty-three wooden stakes, Weeping Soul constantly unleashing Shadow Kicks, each heavy kick exerting all his strength, as well as attaching the appropriate aura to his legs. The thirty-three wooden stakes shattered the moment the weeping souls had all gone through and the weeping souls had landed.

"It seems that aura is extremely important, and if you don't use the power of aura, it's not as big as when you use aura. Weeping Soul said to himself.

"Well, the stake is broken, I have to ask someone to replace it with a black iron stake, so that it won't be easy to kick it off......," Weeping Soul said dejectedly, looking at the broken mess of stump crumbs.

Weeping Soul combines the Shadow Kick with the Phantom Moon Step, in order to pursue extremely fast speed and excellent attack power.

"Relying on this martial arts to deal with everyone, it always feels wrong to dominate the Violet Academy, I can cultivate such a powerful martial art, and others must also be able to cultivate earth-level or high-level martial arts, so I must improve my strength. Weeping Soul couldn't help frowning.

"A third-order martial artist should have a chance of winning against a fourth-order martial artist, if Sister Mengqi's strength that day is really the strength of an eighth-order martial artist, then my strength is comparable to that of an ordinary eighth-order martial artist," Weeping Soul kept pondering, his strength was not too high, but he wanted to defeat Sun Shi and Zhao Feiyang and others.

"If there are killer features, it will be a little difficult to do, how can this be good?"

"Yes, sometimes speed can be surprisingly beating, hehe, then I'll train with weights. "Weeping Soul began to become happy, now with one hundred and fifty pounds of weight armor on his body rarely take off to fight, even forgot about it, Weeping Soul directly took out two hundred and fifty pounds of weight armor from the ring, this weight armor is not only surprising in defense, but also heavy Weeping Soul breathless, Weeping Soul walking slowly step by step. Weeping Soul smiled and couldn't help but recall that when he was training five years ago, he was actually angry with Leng Muqi, but in the end he still became the first child in the family.

Weeping Soul gritted his teeth, constantly began to adapt to wearing a weight-bearing armor, wielding a long knife, and began to use knife skills, but it was not at all coherent, and the moves were intermittent.

The thought of being able to compete with a master in the future made his heart very excited. He began to continue to exert his whole body strength, and the aura began to be continuously retracted and released freely, and the aura could be continuously attached to the weapon, in fact, the current martial arts rank level could not continue to deliver the aura to the weapon, so the weeping soul has a reserve of aura that ordinary people cannot match.

The weeping soul also wears weight-bearing armor when he sleeps and eats, and he doesn't count everywhere he goes, he wears weight-bearing armor when he eats and sleeps.

"Damn, it's so hard to shit, it's hard to wipe your ass, and I almost fell into the pit. The weeping soul walked out of the pit and patted his chest, frightened.