Fighting the strongest martial spirit

Chapter 94 The Fear of Fallen Heart Flame

After staring at Falling Heart Flame for a few seconds, Mo Feng suddenly felt an unknown flame ignite in his heart, and it was extremely hot as if he was in purgatory.

Undoubtedly, this is the method of Falling Heart Flame. Although it cannot break out of the seal, it can also attack by arousing the fire of the heart.

The power of this kind of heart fire is much stronger than the heart fire introduced into the body during cultivation, even Mo Feng felt some pain.

But then, the fire in his body trembled slightly, and then the invisible flame was absorbed in it instantly, without any resistance.

Feeling that the body returned to calm, Mo Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a thought, a red-blue flame burst out from the body and enveloped the surroundings.

When the flame appeared, the giant python in the magma world below was suddenly startled, and some fear and a little bit of fear appeared in the eyes.

He has always felt that after absorbing Qinglian's heart fire, the fire has become stronger.

This kind of power not only refers to the power that erupts, but also manifests in its restraint effect on different fires.

Although the fire seed was able to isolate the damage of the different fire before, allowing him to successfully subdue the Qinglian fire, it was not as strong as it is now.

With this special ability, the opponent's Falling Heart Flame will be much more relaxed in the future.

After sizing up the fire python, he withdrew his gaze. Although he really wanted to refine it immediately and complete the Yanshen Art, it was not the time to do it yet.

Now I can't leave for the time being, I can only continue to practice here.

With this in mind, he returned to the jade platform again, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation. The two exercises were run at the same time, absorbing the spreading heart fire into his body.

The previous source of heart fire also helped him, not only made his fighting spirit more condensed, but also spared him a month of hard training.

Now I have reached the threshold of the eight-star fighting king, and I can break through in three to five days at most.

After more than an hour, Mo Feng felt a burst of energy fluctuations. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his body had been quenched, and he gradually woke up.

As a fighting king, the resistance to this aspect is indeed much stronger than that of Du Ling.

Opening his eyes, Ziyan stood up, looked around, and then came to Mo Feng's side.

Seeing this, Mo Feng asked: "How is it, are you okay?"

Zi Yan shook his head, and said proudly: "It's okay, how can this little thing trouble me?"

Mo Feng smiled slightly, and he could feel that the other party's aura was indeed a little stronger than before.

"Since it's all right, just stay aside for now, the others probably won't be able to finish it for a while."

Hearing this, Zi Yan pouted slightly, and said a little unhappy: "But it's so boring here!"

Seeing the other party's sullen smiling face, Mo Feng smiled, Zi Yan's temperament was already off the hook, not to mention she was still in her infancy, it was normal that she couldn't calm down.

"Brother Mo Feng, why don't you play with me for a while? Just play the game of hopscotch that you taught me before."

Zi Yan said.

However, Mo Feng shook his head slightly and said: "I plan to take advantage of this few days to practice. The concentration of heart fire here is much stronger than that of the previous layers, and it doesn't need to consume fire energy, so we can't waste this opportunity."

Zi Yan pouted, and said in a depressed mood: "But I'm so boring by myself, and it's still so hot here..."

As he spoke, he squatted down and drew irregular circles on the ground with his fingers.

As a monster, it has an instinctive resistance to different fires.

Seeing the other party's disappointment, Mo Feng frowned slightly, and then his eyes lit up slightly, as if thinking of something.

Then I saw him take out a gadget from the ring and put it in front of Ziyan.

"See if you like this thing?"

Hearing this, Zi Yan turned his head and looked over, and then a gleam of light flashed in front of his eyes, and he held it in his hand: "What is this? It's so beautiful!"

Mo Feng said: "This thing is called a shuttlecock."

This is the shuttlecock he made from the feathers of the colorful golden pheasant. The colorful appearance is very eye-catching.

Seeing the other party playing with it in his hands with a curious look on his face, Mo Feng then continued: "That's not how shuttlecocks are played, I'll teach you."

As he spoke, he picked up the shuttlecock and kicked a few as a demonstration.

Ziyan didn't expect this thing to have this kind of gameplay, and wanted to try it.

She learns things very quickly, and she mastered the essentials after a few kicks, and she plays well.

Seeing this, Mo Feng had a smile on his face. With the shuttlecock, this little girl should not feel too boring.

Then he closed his eyes again and entered the cultivation.

At the same time, it is also possible to see that part of the mind is paying attention to the situation of the other students. They do not have the tyrannical physique and cultivation base of Ziyan, and it is not easy to survive this test.

Three hours later, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer. A student was the first to show signs of abnormality. His blushing face instantly turned pale, and his body trembled rapidly, like a convulsion.

And Mo Feng also opened his eyes, raised his palm and flicked his fingers, a cluster of crimson flames shot into the opponent's body, swallowing the heart fire raging in his body in an instant, and then dissipated automatically .

Accompanied by a mouthful of blood, that student also slowly opened his eyes. He seemed to have realized that he had failed, and his eyes were full of sadness and helplessness.

However, he still expressed his gratitude to the former.

If it wasn't for Mo Feng's shot at the critical moment, I'm afraid I've been severely injured, but now I just hurt some vitality, and I can recover after about ten days of rest.

Mo Feng nodded, and then paid attention to the situation of several students while practicing.

One day passed, and three more people failed. As for the other five people who are still struggling, I don't know how many of them will persevere in the end...

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(End of this chapter)