Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 22 Prison
"stop!"

Huang Ba couldn't stand it anymore, and grabbed Wang Yi's arm.

To be honest, he despises Wang Yi in his heart, but this is only a corner of Zhenwu City, and there are many martial artists following him. If these people see him, his job will be ruined.

"Brother Huang, why don't you let me kill this kid!"

Wang Yi stared at Xiao Ling with murderous intent, and said, "I am from the Wang family, even if I kill him here, nothing will happen."

You are fine, I am fine!
Slandering endlessly in his heart, Huang Ba smiled and said, "Don't worry, Brother Wang. After I send this kid to prison, you can kill him as you like."

"At that time, he will be just a piece of fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by Brother Wang!"

Hearing this, Wang Yi withdrew his anger, looked at Xiao Ling contemptuously, and said: "I won't talk to you, when you are in prison, I will treat you well, and I will let you You would rather die than live!"

Xiao Ling just looked at Wang Yi blankly and said nothing.

In his eyes, these people are already dead.

Huang Badao: "Brother Wang, you go back to heal your wounds first, and I will put this kid in prison first."

Wang Yi nodded, and after punching Xiao Ling several times, he left here just now.

"This guy……"

Seeing Wang Yi leave, and then Xiao Ling who was silent, Huang Ba's heart was shocked, and he felt a kind of inexplicable horror.

Because Xiao Ling's performance made him too shocked and disturbed.

Shaking his head, he threw away these thoughts, anyway, Xiao Ling can only live for a few more days.

……

Zhenwu City, the prison.

There are extremely sinister people gathered here, and all of these people have killed people, or offended some people with backgrounds, and there are also some people who steal and robbers.

In short, these people are not good stubble.

"Boy, do it yourself."

Throwing Xiao Ling into the cell, Huang Ba left here directly.

The cell is large, dark and damp, with rats and bugs crawling around, and the environment is extremely harsh.

"Hehe, here comes a little boy."

When they saw Xiao Ling being locked in, many prisoners looked at Xiao Ling. Seeing Xiao Ling's thin body and handsome face made many people think carefully.

"Little white face, what did you commit and get locked up?"

A prisoner looked at Xiao Ling's small body, and immediately realized that Xiao Ling had been beaten up before he came, and joked, "Could it be that some powerful person beat him up?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, with such a small body, he is only about 15 years old. When he is young and passionate, he naturally does not understand that some people cannot afford to offend."

"Poor thing, if he offends the powerful, this young man will die soon."

"I remember the last time a boy seemed to have offended a dandy, and was tortured to death by that dandy."

……

Faced with these people's discussions, Xiao Ling didn't respond to them, but sat cross-legged on the bunk in his cell, kneading formulas with both hands, and began to heal his injuries.

Wang Yi's crazy attack naturally caused him a lot of damage.

He is no more than a nine-star martial artist now, standing up and letting the martial artist fight, don't worry about the end, he is the one who suffers.

He remembered this hatred.

"Now my strength is too weak."

After a long time, Xiao Ling's dark eyes shone brightly, and he murmured softly: "It's time to practice Bamen Dunjia."

The eight gates are divided into open gate, rest gate, life gate, injury gate, du gate, scene gate, shock gate and death gate.

To cultivate the eight-door Dunjia, one must first open the door, and only then can one truly step into the road of body training.

Open the door, release the limitations of the body, resist beyond the limit, and improve the overall quality of the body.

To fully open the door requires the assistance of the emperor's holy water, but it is not too harsh for beginners.

Crackling!

Xiao Ling stood up slowly, standing in a strange way, his body twisted, and he opened the door to practice the Eight-door Dunjia.

As Xiao Ling's movements were slowly performed, he made the sound of crackling fried beans all over his body, which caused a lot of sweat stains all over his body, and his whole body was like a dehydrated sponge, and he fell powerlessly to the ground.

It's too painful, this way of physical cultivation is too painful.

It is no wonder that the eight gates have attracted many strong players to compete for it. This is not unreasonable. After all, if the eight gates are fully opened, the body can become a god, and it can sweep the Shenwu Continent.

This kind of temptation, naturally no one can control it.

It's just that the cultivation of the Eight Dunjias is too difficult and painful, not only requires a lot of natural materials and treasures, but also extremely tests the practitioner's will.

Suddenly for a moment, Xiao Ling didn't want to practice anymore.

Because it is too painful to practice Bamen Dunjia, as if the bones of the whole body have been pulled out one by one. The pain is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

"If you can't even bear this pain, why am I talking about revenge?"

Thinking of the scene where the Holy Martial Academy was destroyed, Xiao Ling's dark eyes were bloodshot, he gave a low drink, stood up, and practiced the Bamen Dunjia again.

Those many strong men who participated in the destruction of the Holy Martial Academy basically have the strength of the Martial Emperor, and even the strong Wu Zong!
Those scenes were still lingering in his mind.

In order to save him, Jiang Ya was in a dead end.Yun Xi wanted to send her into the teleportation array, but she didn't come in.

All this is because of him!

what!what!what!
The severe pain made Xiao Ling growl like a beast, and fiercely supported his thin body.

After he continued this posture for a while, he didn't stop to adjust his breath until he exceeded the limit.

After being full of energy, Xiao Ling practiced the Bamen Dunjia again.

He fell down again and again, and then stood up again and again, making inhuman roars and enduring inhuman pain, which attracted the attention of the surrounding prisoners.

"Is this kid crazy? What the hell is he doing?" A prisoner couldn't help asking.

Because Xiao Ling's painful roar completely surpassed the torture in the prison, which they had never heard before.

"Looking at his strange posture, he should be practicing a kind of martial skill..."

"Hey, this is also called a martial skill? Are you blind?"

"Looking for a fight, right? I'll see you later when I'm having dinner!"

"Hehe, I'm afraid you won't make it, let's see who looks better then!"

……

Xiao Ling ignored these curses, but continued to practice Bamen Dunjia.

Suddenly, he felt a strange warm current running through his limbs, which made his eyes light up, and he understood that this strange warm current was the source of pure power!
It put a smile on his face because it was a great start!
For the next time, Xiao Ling spent all his time forgetting to eat and sleep, practicing how to open the Eight Gates Dunjia.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the cell was finally opened.

"Hey, it's time to eat!"

A man guarding the cell looked at Xiao Ling with pity, and said, "Eat enough, let's go on the road!"

This person had already learned that Xiao Ling had offended the young man of the Wang family, and this young man had only one way to go, which was to be killed.

Hearing this, a gleam flashed in Xiao Ling's eyes, he stood up slowly, and followed behind this person.

Soon, Xiao Ling was brought to a huge dining place, where there were many delicious food and drinks.

Click.

After the man brought Xiao Ling here, he left directly and locked the door.

"We meet again."

Above the restaurant, several figures appeared, and one of them was Wang Yi.

Seeing Wang Yi's appearance, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed red, he must kill this person!
"I'm so scared by your eyes."

Facing Xiao Ling's gaze, Wang Yi felt a chill in his heart, but his face showed a sarcasm, and he said: "You are a trapped tiger now, what can you do to me?"

Xiao Ling's whole body was locked with chains, and he was completely unable to use attack methods, so Wang Yi was not afraid of Xiao Ling at all.

Seeing that Xiao Ling didn't speak, but just stared at himself, Wang Yi felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help shouting: "Boy, I've already given you a lot of face and let you eat and drink well for the last meal!"

He pointed to the dazzling array of delicacies on the table, and said, "I think, even if you have never eaten so many delicacies from mountains and seas in your life, I will let you taste your fill today."

"but."

Wang Yi showed a ferocious smile, and said, "I won't let you eat this last meal easily, because I still have a gift for you..."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Huang Ba beside him, and said with a smile, "Brother Huang, let those people come in."

Hearing this, Huang Ba on the side nodded, and he waved his hand.

boom!
Immediately afterwards, the doors around the restaurant were opened, and many big men with ferocious faces and scars all over their bodies poured in. Their clothes had the word prison on them, which showed that they were prisoners in the prison.

"Little white face, you are quite handsome."

A man with a scar on his face looked at Xiao Ling, a lustful light flashed in his eyes, and said, "Can your small body withstand so many of us?"

As he spoke, he burst out laughing. Behind him, the prisoners were all laughing, and the target looked at Xiao Ling lewdly.

In the cell, women are completely rare animals, only those tall and handsome boys can arouse the hunger and thirst of these prisoners.

"Everyone, treat my distinguished guest well!"

Wang Yi opened his hands and laughed loudly: "If I am happy, maybe I can consider reducing your sentence or leaving here."

"Only one thing, I just want this kid to die but not live!"

For Xiao Ling, Wang Yi simply hated it!
On that street, in front of a large crowd, Xiao Ling beat him up severely. The news spread across the streets and alleys of Zhenwu City as if he had grown wings.

More importantly, the news reached his father, and he was severely punished.

"Young Master Wang, don't worry, the means we are waiting for will satisfy you!"

Hearing this, the eyes of these prisoners lit up, and they looked at Xiao Ling like a cat looking at a mouse.

What Wang Yi explained was simply deadly. To them, Xiao Ling's small body couldn't stand their troubles at all.

(End of this chapter)