Douluo: Die first to respect

Chapter 25: Cultivation... How can anyone not be crazy?
Ning Fengzhi sat on a piece of bluestone in a very inconspicuous manner. Her usual gentle and elegant image was completely gone. Her legs were straightened casually, and her hands were pressed on the bluestone. Her eyes were dull, and she raised her head dully, as if she was looking up at the sky. , and seems to be thinking about life.

I don't know how long Ning Fengzhi had been in a daze, but Bone Douluo came over.

"Fengzhi, so you are here." Bone Douluo breathed a sigh of relief. He also didn't care about his image. He sat directly next to Ning Fengzhi and said, "What's going on? What kind of trouble did the Holy Son make again?"

Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, but not a single word came out.

"So evil?" Bone Douluo raised his eyebrows, and in a flash, he rushed to Si Ren's yard not far away.

The scenery in the small courtyard was very different from before. There was no poisonous blood and scattered limbs, nor was there a sword that was sharp but extremely restrained.

Some are just young and old playing together.

The child was jumping up and down, dashing left and right, with short arms and legs almost waving like an afterimage, and his little face was almost swollen into a pig's head.

The old man's face was rosy, and he didn't know whether it was joy or anger. His white clothes were spotless, his left hand was behind his back, and his right hand held a rattle that could be grasped by a three-year-old child. He greeted the child's face almost every time.

These two people were Si Ren and Sword Douluo. Si Ren did not use his immortal body and was not even possessed by a martial spirit. Sword Douluo also did not use his martial spirit and gave up his best sword.

At this moment, Si Ren and Sword Douluo were like two little brats with incomplete minds, completely stubborn and unwilling to admit defeat.

Bone Douluo stayed for a while without disturbing him, and left quietly, returning to Ning Fengzhi and looking up at the sky with him.

"Fengzhi, this coward has gone crazy."

"Uncle Bones, I'm going crazy too."

……

The two of them didn't stay crazy for long.

Of course, Sword Douluo was as stubborn as a donkey, and it was impossible to expect him to give in. Lord Si Ren had a lot of people, and he took the lead in opening the Immortal Body to recover from his injuries——

Otherwise, the eyelids will be so swollen that they can’t even open their eyes, and they won’t be able to see anything clearly.

Definitely not trying to sneak attack Sword Douluo.

Since then, Sword Douluo's teaching of Si Ren has been on the right track.

Sword Douluo did not continue to use the joking rattle. Instead, he chopped down an old tree and used the heart of the tree to carve out a wooden sword that was exactly the same size and shape as the Seven Kills Sword. He held the wooden sword and pointed at Si Ren.

The wooden sword didn't have an edge, but if it hit the body, Si Ren would feel pain and know that he had made a mistake.

Si Ren tried to use the spikes to make a hole in Sword Douluo's body. His immortal body was almost abandoned, and all his soul power was used to maintain the possession of the martial spirit.

Chenli often came over to ask Sword Douluo for advice, but Sword Douluo just asked Si Ren to teach him. This was not only a test for Si Ren, but also a care for Chen Li——

It's impossible to expect Chenli to soar into the sky. It's better to let Chenli and Siren have a good relationship and have someone to protect them. As long as they don't commit suicide, it's enough to live in peace for the rest of their lives.

Si Ren tacitly understood this and did not point it out clearly.

And Wuhun Palace finally responded.Bibi Dong knew that Si Ren had gone to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and immediately came out of seclusion. Feng Feng Huo Huo rushed over and had a "spar" with Sword Douluo Bone Dou Luo Jianing Fengzhi.

Both sides held back their efforts, but in the end there was no winner and it was a draw.

But it is undoubtedly a very frustrating thing to still be able to tie one against three.

Especially Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo were still on standby in Tiandou Imperial City and didn't even come over.

Sword Douluo seemed to be much older and less talkative. Of course, he didn't talk much to begin with.

Ning Fengzhi was extremely glad that he had made the right choice. It was undoubtedly a foolish dream to hope that he could unite the Haotian Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family to fight against the Spirit Hall.

After showing off her muscles, Bibi Dong confirmed that this heartless Si Ren was doing well in the Qibao Glazed Sect, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

When Si Ren broke through level [-], Bibi Dong came again, intending to gather a second soul ring for Si Ren. The soul skill he chose was "Eternal Creation", Bibi Dong's most powerful single-target offensive soul skill.

But Si Ren felt that during his sparring with Sword Douluo, he had vaguely developed an "intention" that might be used as a second soul skill to condense a soul ring, so he rejected Bibi Dong and planned to wait.

Bibi Dong respected Si Ren's thoughts and didn't say much. She just patted Si Ren on the shoulder and told Si Ren to do whatever he wanted, saying that he would always be Si Ren's backing.

Spring turns to winter, time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

Si Ren is eight years old. Since his food, drinks and accommodation are all covered by the Qibao Glazed Sect, the quality is very good, his nutrition is up to date, and he exercises a lot. His height has grown to 1.4 meters.

Gu You has already exited the level and has successfully broken through to level 88. He is full of energy and is sprinting towards the title Douluo step by step.

On this day, Sword Douluo was still as usual, holding a wooden sword in his hand and suppressing Si Ren easily and freely.

However, Si Ren changed from his usual open and close posture. He was like a curled up poisonous snake or a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time. The energy he had honed for a long time seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast with fangs, and his heartbeat was steady. And powerful, the muscles all over the body are tense, and the soul power is also surging in the meridians, active to the extreme.

Sword Douluo was naturally aware of Si Ren's unusualness, but on the surface he was just as usual, quietly waiting for Si Ren's condensed "power" to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.

Si Ren did not let Sword Douluo wait for too long. After taking a deep breath, he jumped up and pounced on Sword Douluo like a civet cat.

Sword Douluo shook his right hand, and the wooden sword moved accordingly. It came first and was actually lying across Si Ren's path. If Si Ren continued to charge forward, his throat would definitely be pierced!
Si Ren grinned, as if he had returned to the moment when he fought against the thousand-year-old Crypt Demon Spider in the Sunset Forest. He faced the wooden sword with the spike in his right hand and faced it!
Sword versus Maimang!
In the past year, such scenes have happened, but every time they ended in Si Ren's failure. No matter how hard Si Ren tried, the hardest spikes on his body could not cope with the mediocre hand of Sword Douluo. wooden sword.

However, this time, something seems different.

As soon as the two came into contact, Si Ren's power seemed to find an outlet, and it rushed out like a flood breaking a bank. The power increased geometrically, and it directly exceeded Sword Douluo's expectations!
The violent power acted on the wooden sword, and the weak power Sword Douluo exerted was instantly suppressed. The wooden sword broke inch by inch, and the spikes went straight forward!

Sword Douluo trembled slightly and subconsciously wanted to mobilize more power, but he firmly restrained his instinct and allowed Si Ren to dominate.

The wooden sword was completely broken by Si Ren. Sword Douluo still refused to dodge and took Si Ren's blow. A blood hole was opened in his palm, and blood flowed out.

Before Si Ren could say a word, he pulled out the spikes and sat down cross-legged, entering a meditative state.

(End of this chapter)