alone mountain and river

When he thought this way, the jaws of the people at the foot of the mountain were already shocked, because a bigger change had occurred.

The assassin suddenly slowed down, and there was no dagger on the right hand extended to Xia Kuangtu. He just clenched his fist, and then Xia Kuangtu also stretched out his fist and lightly bumped into his fist. The two of them were like a pair. smile at each other like old friends

Then, they were still standing side by side, as if the life-and-death struggle hadn't happened at all. They looked up at the mountain together, and they were still discussing something in a low voice.

Hearing the suspicious buzzing sound behind him, Xia Kuangtu waved his hands impatiently: "The training to stimulate your potential has ended, but the training belonging to Feng Qinglang has just begun."

"..."

Climbing up the cliff at high speed, as the speed increased, the wind blowing on his face gradually turned into an extremely strong air current, blowing Feng Qinglang's face with dull pain.

He knew that the power he used had already reached the critical point, and if he continued to accelerate, it would consume the power of the spiritual sea. If it was only Mingguang's training, it would cost his life, which would be too worthless...

When she was about to reach the top of the peak, Feng Qinglang put her mind on the sidelines and pretended that her foot slipped, and she fell down. If the pursuer was Elder Mingguang, she would naturally give her a hand.If it is an enemy, then he will probably be able to escape if he tries to spend some of his spiritual energy...

Seeing that the two sides were about to pass each other, the man obviously hesitated for a moment, Feng Qinglang was determined that such a reaction, the possibility of being the enemy of life and death was infinitely small.

But at the next moment, that person seemed to think of something again, and kicked Feng Qinglang's chest, obviously controlling the strength, but the timing of the choice was very precise, and the moves were also exquisite. If Feng Qinglang really slipped and fell, he would definitely fall. As a result, if Feng Qinglang was only pretending to be slightly injured, she would be in a very embarrassing situation.

Feng Qinglang cursed in her heart, she had to refract in the air, dodging the seemingly inevitable kick, obviously stuck in the air for a moment, then bounced back again, just reached the peak.

"Okay!" The pursuer of the law of darkness couldn't help but praise. In just a split second, Feng Qinglang not only used a strange movement technique, but also used the law of space at the same time. Instantly soared to the realm of true martial arts, but soon returned to the awakening stage.

Although he praised her, the speed of the chase increased by three points, approaching Feng Qinglang again, and this time directly using the power of the real martial arts, Feng Qinglang had to shout: "Stop! I'm sick! Once I use this With the power of the same level, I will lose control and die at any time."

In order to make the opponent stop, he had to exaggerate the facts.

"Huh?!" The chaser really stopped, and looked at Feng Qinglang seriously, as if he was trying to tell the truth from the fake.

Under the bright moon, Feng Qinglang's simple and honest fat face was extremely sincere, but it happened that a group of dark clouds passed by, covering the bright moon, and for a while, this face also became hazy, which further compromised this sincerity.

"But I have already promised Xia Kuangtu that you will make progress in a short period of time. The fastest way to make progress is to stimulate your potential." The chaser explained patiently, for Feng Qinglang to see through his identity so quickly , It seems that there is no accident, and there is no psychological burden at all.

Feng Qinglang rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Your Excellency, why don't we just compete in strength during the awakening period, after all, this is the average combat power in this region, and your exquisite moves must be able to give me the fullest advantage." Advice." In fact, Feng Qinglang doesn't know the specific identity of this person, but it is often correct to wear the title of elder.

The man didn't deny it, nodded and said: "Forget it, since your body doesn't allow it, I'll suppress it and teach you during the awakening period, and you should study hard."

After speaking, he attacked Feng Qinglang again, but his power had been suppressed back to the awakening stage.

Feng Qinglang was gratified by this man's uprightness, and gladly faced the challenge.

An hour later, an extremely brilliant light and shadow shot out from the peak, and crossed the night sky at a terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the night sky. Only the afterglow of the light and shadow remained in the night, telling the witnesses on the earth Or, the previous scene was not an illusion.

Xia Kuangtu looked at the night sky in astonishment, then exchanged a glance with the assassin, and asked doubtfully, "The Fourth Elder seems to be very angry, what happened?"

"Could it be that the Fourth Elder lost to Feng Qinglang?" As soon as the words came out, the assassin shook his head first. This possibility is too unbelievable.

"Is nothing wrong with Feng Qinglang?"

"..."

When Xia Kuangtu was considering whether to go up to the peak to have a look, he could see Feng Qinglang climbing down the peak unscathed, with a tired look on his face, obviously he was sleepy, not because he had just finished a fierce battle .

"Boy, you didn't suffer serious internal injuries, you just pretended to be calm, and then you will die at any time?" Xia Kuangtu looked at his main team members worriedly.

Feng Qinglang smiled and said, "Leader Xia, why did you say that?"

"The Fourth Elder seems to have fallen into a runaway state. This is rare. What happened to you up there?"

"The elder just now? Well, with the strength of the same awakening period, he gave me some advice on martial arts. After giving the advice, he left happily..."

Kuangfu Xia and the assassin immediately understood that the Fourth Elder suppressed his realm in the awakening period and fought with Feng Qinglang, and then lost, maybe he lost badly. The Fourth Elder, who claims to be a martial arts genius, couldn't accept this for a while. Reality, so he ran away angrily.

On the second day, the training camp continued.

Kuangtu Xia solemnly introduced the assassin from last night, named Li Ge, a middle-aged uncle with an unattractive appearance. In this competitive team, Li Ge will serve as Kuangtu Xia's deputy.

The main content of this day's training camp was formation and coordination. Feng Qinglang followed the rhythm of the team absent-mindedly. The cultivation of Chapter 4 of the Meditation Chapter finally entered a normal rhythm, but the progress was so slow that he had to start. Thinking about whether he is walking on the most correct path of cultivation, or whether there is any shortcut to cultivation.

After the end of the second day, the ten or so people headed by Feng Qinglang can be disbanded early, and the remaining people must accept the third day of intensive training.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the training camp on the third day would determine the final roster of the Mingguang Athletic Team.

For Feng Qinglang, it didn't mean much.

For a competitive team that has no one who has reached true martial arts except him, no matter how you choose, it is impossible to become a powerful martial arts team.

The apartment was as chaotic as an underground workshop.

So much so that when Feng Qinglang came back, she thought she had gone to the wrong place. All kinds of low-level weapons, tubes of ordinary bows and arrows, various solutions, and rolls of cheap paper scrolls were piled up everywhere.

Nan Xinghun was standing in the center of the hall, pretending to be blessing the magic pattern with the power of the law, and Nan Yong was busily clapping his hands.

When Feng Qinglang came in, she happened to see a scroll turned into ashes in Nan Xinghun's hands. Nan Yong, who was full of frustration, immediately took a note and recorded something, and Nan Xinghun, who was full of embarrassment, immediately greeted Feng Qinglang: "Hi! , Sunny, you are back!"

"Well, Xinghun, what new tricks are you playing?" Feng Qinglang suddenly felt a little headache.

"I said Qinglang, your word 'again' is such a blow to the confidence of a future great magic pattern blessing master, especially when he is just starting." Nan Xinghun yelled at Feng Qinglang still dissatisfied.

"Blessing Master of the Magic Pattern Law..." Feng Qinglang felt her head hurt even more.

Undoubtedly, this is indeed a very lucrative career, especially if you are the master of the Law of Rareness.

Bless the power of the law on the already made blank magic scroll. If the blessing is successful, this magic scroll will have the corresponding law power.

Then a magician will use magic power to bless the law power on the scroll to weapons or bows and arrows to achieve the purpose of magic pattern blessing.

Once the blessing is successful, the value of this weapon will increase by more than ten times.

But any successful Blessing Master of the Law of Magic Patterns is burned out with money, and it takes countless failures to burn out the Blessing Master's brilliant light in front of people.

Feng Qinglang has good eyesight, so he noticed that on the high table in the corner of the hall, there were a few scrolls with faint fluorescent lights. These were examples of success, but he was more concerned about how many failures it took to pile them up, so he asked: "How many blank magic pattern scrolls have you used?"