City Freebies

Chapter 1442

In this way, Wang Bing spent the next ten days under the waterfall.

Except for the necessary training, rest and meals, Wang Bing was fighting against the waterfall all the time.

From the very beginning when he crashed into the waterfall, he could only hold on for a second or two, and then slowly he could hold on for three or four seconds. The time was gradually getting longer, and Wang Bing's physical strength was of course getting stronger step by step. up.

Against the backdrop of the sunlight, the splashed water droplets revealed a somewhat dreamlike beauty, and a figure in white clothes fell directly from the rushing waterfall. Just listening to the sound, few people dared to directly near.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Wang Bing struggled to persevere under the tremendous pressure.

"67 seconds!"

Wang Bing shouted.

It's just that the sound was drowned in the majestic waterfall, and his body was thrown out again in embarrassment, thrown aside, and the ground was also mixed with blood.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Wang Bing began to run the exercises again to repair the wounds on his body.

His body, because of these days of penance, has already had many scars. He took off his white clothes and put them aside. On his exposed skin, every deep or shallow imprint is the result of becoming a king soldier during this period of time. Witness to all the growth since then.

"When you can persist for 13 seconds, the Balrog Saint Body should be able to make a breakthrough again, and the improvement of physical strength can be regarded as a result. It is still [-] seconds away!"

Wang Bing was talking to himself.

Gritting his teeth, Wang Bing's eyes turned from calm to fiery again. After repairing the injuries in his body, he stomped on the ground with both feet, and his figure swept straight towards the waterfall again.

Speaking of it, 13 seconds seems a bit insignificant, but under that huge pressure, let alone 13 seconds, or even less than a second, may be fatal enough.

In a boring and monotonous life, Wang Bing kept guarding the waterfall, and another seven days passed like this.

The time it took was two days longer than the half month Wang Bing originally expected.

In the early morning, Wang Bing stood where he was, looking at the waterfall with which he had been dealing with for so long, and smiled faintly.

"During this time, you really tortured me..."

The voice fell lightly, and his figure also swept towards the waterfall again.

Compared with this majestic waterfall, his figure looks very thin, but his legs are tightened into a horse stance, and he clenched his teeth to hold on. Every inch of his body is tense to the extreme at this moment, because now For him, even the slightest slack may be seriously injured by this powerful impact.

ten seconds.

20 seconds... 50 seconds... [-] seconds!

From Wang Bing's mouth and nose, blood spewed out violently, but he refused to give up, and still stood in place, with an extremely suppressed roar from his throat.

"Come again!"

75 seconds!

"boom!"

Wang Bing's body fell short, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably, he groaned, and he could no longer make any sound. On his legs, the muscles cracked, his flesh was exposed, and blood gushed out, draining the river water behind him. All were dyed blood red.

Now his body has reached its limit, but the stubbornness that comes from his heart makes him refuse to give up, and he still insists on standing under the waterfall.

Eighty seconds!
When the time came, Wang Bing seemed to have exhausted all his strength at this moment, raised his fist, and swung it towards the waterfall. All the power of his body was poured into this fist, and he flowed upstream along the waterfall. superior.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the waterfall was blasted from mid-air by this force, and the river water was also splashed far away, pouring on the ground one after another, like a heavy rain.

And Wang Bing's body finally retreated to the shore in embarrassment.

Blood was dripping all over his body, especially his legs and arms, which could be said to be bloody at this time, but Wang Bing didn't suffer from it, instead, his eyes revealed a strong excitement.

Sitting down cross-legged, spiritual power circulated around his body, turning into traces of pure energy, and began to quickly repair all the traumatized muscles. Soon, Wang Bing had some scars on his body that testified to the trauma he had suffered. , I can no longer see any injuries.

"Sacred Body of the Fire Demon!"

With a low growl in his heart, Wang Bing's body also trembled slightly, and the spiritual power flowed along the established meridians, blending into every inch of flesh and blood.

And with the infusion of spiritual power, Wang Bing's body also gradually began to glow dark red.

When fighting Wu Shushan before, the state accidentally triggered by Wang Bing came to mind. Wang Bing closed his eyes tightly, feeling the changes in his body.

On the forehead, fine beads of sweat also gradually emerged, condensed into beads, bigger and bigger, and slid down the cheeks, but they did not evaporate completely halfway.

Waves of white air kept rising with Wang Bing's body, and became more and more intense. In the end, he was buried in the white air. If you don't know the real situation Seeing this, I am afraid that people thought it was a pile of charcoal fire.

"Pure Yang power, go!"

Wang Bing's voice had become extremely hoarse, and as the roar fell, Wang Bing's body also changed again.

The terrifying high temperature made the space around him seem a little illusory. It was originally a dark red body surface, but now it was like hot molten iron, showing a bright red light.

The pupils opened, and the red eyeballs were filled with coldness and fanaticism.

There was no white air rising from his body anymore, but when he opened his mouth, all he spit out was white air waves, which were extremely hot.

While the river was tumbling, it also began to bubble up. The original green grass under the feet had become withered and lifeless for tens of miles around.

Clenching his fists tightly, Wang Bing looked at the waterfall in front of him and punched directly from the air.

It was a punch of pure physical strength, without any spiritual power mixed in it.

But this punch compressed the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the air to the extreme in an instant, turning it into a cannonball, and it slammed straight towards the river.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and there was a raging explosion on the river, even more powerful than the explosion on the waterfall just now.

Panting heavily, after seeing the power of his punch, Wang Bing nodded in satisfaction, and slowly lost the state of the Holy Body of the Balrog, and his complexion finally returned to normal.

He casually grabbed the white robe at the side and put it on his body, and looked up at the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)