Five Elements Heaven

Duanmu was sleeping in the evening, and when he heard the movement outside, the fat man's voice was like a magic sound that penetrated his brain.

I owe money again!

In a daze, Duanmuhuang's delicate nerves were being plucked like strings, and the corners of his eyes were twitching.

What does Ai Hui do? Collecting debts everywhere? A loan shark?

Duanmu covered his head with the quilt at dusk to block out the sounds outside. He decided to suppress his curiosity and made up his mind not to go out. If you go out at this time and bump into the muzzle of a gun, aren't you waiting to be humiliated by that bastard?

Who are these people? They are finally safe and why don’t they just take a break?

Duanmu decided to sleep again in the evening to comfort his injured soul. The six days inside the mound were like a nightmare. Although he acted calmly, the fear in his heart never diminished at all. When it was safe and the tight heartstrings completely relaxed, the sequelae began to show.

For several days, he was in a trance and slept very lightly. He would wake up at the slightest disturbance. Nightmares all night long, sometimes I wake up suddenly, sometimes I feel confused, not knowing whether I am asleep or awake. After not sleeping well for several days in a row, Duanmu Huang's energy suddenly became sluggish, and he seemed to have no energy.

Not only him, but everyone else was the same, even Master Xu looked a little dazed.

But Duanmu couldn't fall asleep soon. The screams outside were like killing pigs, making it impossible for him to fall asleep. Duanmuhuang endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. His anger was suddenly ignited, and he jumped out of bed and rushed outside.

What the hell are these two guys doing! Are you going to let people rest?

When he rushed out of the room, he saw two sweaty figures in the center of the empty training ground.

Two hundred sets of Butterfly Steps! I'll beat you if you can't finish!

No, Ah Hui, please let me go. That Duanmuhuang owes you 150 million. I owe you so much because I was sleeping there. Don't torture me like this...

When Duanmuhuang heard these words, he almost turned around and rushed back to the room.

What a shame!

His face turned red, despicable! That bastard has already begun to ruin his reputation everywhere! hateful! All the sleepiness in Duanmu evening disappeared. Now he can't wait to rush back and start making crazy money immediately.

If I don’t repay this 150 million, how can I hold my head high in the future?

Duanmu Huanghuang stared at Ai Hui in the training ground with eyes that were about to burst into flames.

Three hundred sets of Butterfly Steps, and I want to hear another piece of nonsense from you. One hundred more!

When the fat man heard these words, he suddenly exploded. His face was full of unyielding and anger. He leaned forward and was about to go up and fight for his life.

Duanmuhuang's face was filled with disdain.

Do you really think that no matter how capable you are, everyone will listen to him? Humph, even the master would not say such harsh words. Treating one's friends in this way, where is the minimum respect? Now there will be internal strife.

There’s a lot of fun to behold! Duanmu gloated at dusk.

Ai Hui said expressionlessly: If you have the ability, you dare to say it.

The fat man was furious. He glared at Ai Hui: Wow!

Aren't you capable? Aren't you going to be a hero? Come on, say something cruel!

Woof!

Why don't you dare to say it? Cut off the robe and cut off the righteousness, tsk tsk, are you scared now? Don't be scared? Hero! Don't you want to be a hero? Don't you have the courage?

Woof woof woof!

One more bark and five hundred more!

A fat man is like a elastic ball of flesh. Staring at Ai Hui with an angry look on his face, he jumped away.

Duanmu Dusk: ...

Ai Hui caught a glimpse of Duanmu Dusk under the eaves from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought of what the fat man said just now, that guy who owes you 150 million.

One hundred and fifty million!

Ai Hui was very unhappy and looked like a wolf!

He turned his head sharply. Start practicing on your own.

Watching Fatty practice, Ai Hui just didn't want Fatty to die so easily. It’s okay to hide away if you’re not good enough, but you’re still nosy if you’re not good enough. That is courting death. Although Fatty is a bit cheap, Ai Hui doesn't want Fatty to die. Who will pay back the money if Fatty dies?

He knows the character of Fatty very well. He is lazy, timid and cowardly. He looks extremely slick, but in fact he is very emotional and a good person.

Ai Hui never knew that Fatty did so many things behind his back, but he knew that Fatty came to the induction field, but he just couldn't worry about him.

Fatty's character is like this, and Ai Hui doesn't think he can change it. He just doesn't want Fatty to die.

You must be strong, and you must have some confidence when escaping.

Ai Hui always felt that he was much more selfish than Fatty. For example, he couldn't do things like follow him into the induction field. He would only find a path that suited him and take care of himself first.

If Fatty is killed one day, Ai Hui will avenge Fatty. If the opponent is too strong, Ai Hui can train hard for a few years before going.

But if the opponent is so strong that Ai Hui thinks there is no chance of winning no matter how hard he practices, Ai Hui will definitely persevere... just burn incense for the fat man.

Ai Hui decided to supervise Fatty's cultivation for a very important reason, and that was because he also wanted to practice.

This is buy one get one free.

After a good sleep, Ai Hui was ready to start practicing. He didn't want to waste time. For other students, the six days in Tuqiu were the biggest shock in their lives, but for Ai Hui, it just made him understand that the induction field is not a fairy tale.

Life in the induction field was as beautiful as sunshine, a bit unreal. Ai Hui wondered many times whether he was dreaming. This dangerous outbreak made him feel relieved. It turns out that the induction field is also dangerous. This is reality.

Not only did the danger not make Ai Hui panic, but it actually made him feel truly calm.

No matter how beautiful the previous induction field was, it was not the life he was familiar with, and he would always feel uncomfortable somewhere. The current induction field is very dangerous, but it is a life he is familiar with, and he is at ease with it.

Ai Hui quickly adapted to the feeling of returning to a familiar life. In the wilderness, he would start practicing whenever he had time.

The manor here used to be a military camp, and the training facilities are very complete. With such a good venue and so much time, it would be a shame not to practice.

Ai Hui has always been stingy and stingy about his time, not willing to waste any of it.

The fight with Fatty just now. It also inspired Ai Hui.

Fatty only activated his right hand, but his recoil and drift skills were quite beautiful. Ai Hui asked specifically that this was a skill that Fatty had learned by himself. Fatty's first thought about cultivation is always how to escape better.

Ai Hui agreed with Fatty's idea.

He longs to become stronger in order to survive. Fatty focuses on escaping and surviving. There is no difference in essence between the two.

After just a few rounds of dealing with Fatty, Ai Hui saw Fatty's ingenuity and also noticed changes in himself.

Changes in sword embryo seeds.

Six days on the mound. Ai Hui never leaves his hand with his sword and maintains the state of the sword fetus at all times. At that time, it was just a way to save his life, but now he found that under the stimulation of six consecutive days, the sword fetus had undergone new changes.

His six senses have become sharper. Even without holding a sword in his hand, Ai Hui's six senses have reached the state of the sword embryo before.

And if you hold a sword...

Ai Hui stood with his sword in hand and slowly closed his eyes.

He felt as if the grass sword had become an extension of his body. He could feel the changes in temperature and airflow around the sword through the sword, something he had never been able to do before.

When Ai Hui circulated the Yuan Power in his body, Ai Hui was surprised to find out. The grass sword in his hand has an unparalleled attraction to the energy in his body.

Almost before Ai Hui could think clearly, the energy in his body poured into the grass sword in his hand.

The Sawgrass sword in Ai Hui's hand glowed slightly. The blade of the Sawgrass Sword has a restrained luster, and no light can be seen when it is swung normally. Ai Hui liked this aspect of the Sawgrass Sword very much. In night fighting, this is a great advantage. Rather than whether the brilliance was gorgeous, Ai Hui was more concerned about whether the grass sword could penetrate the enemy's body.

However, this time, the grass sword lit up with a faint light, which could be clearly seen even under the scorching sun.

For some reason, Ai Hui could actually feel that the grass sword felt saturated.

It's like... it feels like eating ten bowls of ramen in one go at a noodle shop...

Will the sword be full?

Ai Hui couldn't help laughing, but the feeling was very strong and clear, so just like a big man who had eaten enough and started to walk to eat, Ai Hui thrust out the grass sword in his hand almost subconsciously.

Sword after sword thrust out.

Every sword is plain and plain, with nothing fancy about it.

But soon, Ai Hui felt a sluggish feeling coming from the tip of the grass sword in his hand, as if he was stabbing a sword in water.

The feeling of stagnation is getting stronger and stronger, and every sword strike is extremely laborious. The sun was already poisonous at noon, but within a short while, Ai Hui's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. Under the bandage, every tendon in his body was shaking vigorously.

Under the eaves, Duanmu stared blankly at Ai Hui and Fatty under the sun, sweating profusely.

These two guys...

At first, he thought Ai Hui was deliberately torturing Fatty and venting his hatred. However, what he didn't expect was that Ai Hui himself began to practice.

This was something he never expected.

The terrible experience of Wansheng Garden lingered in his mind like a nightmare, and he was in a trance. Being under house arrest here also made him full of distracting thoughts and worries about the future. In such a terrible situation, who is still in the mood to practice?

Not only him, but also other students were like this. Everyone was very depressed, unable to get excited about anything, and they had not yet recovered from the shock.

But these two guys have already started practicing...

At noon, the harsh sunlight made it difficult to open one's eyes. Other students were hiding in cool rooms, but these two were the only ones practicing in the empty training ground.

Sweating like rain, these four words came to Duanmuhuang's mind.

The fat man's body was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of water. His clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to his body.

The same was true for Ai Hui. The grass sword in his hand was as heavy as a thousand swords. Each sword strike was extremely slow. At dusk, Duanmu could clearly see that under Ai Hui's clothes, the strength in his whole body was surging to the extreme.

Duanmu came back from the shock in the evening, his heart full of shame. Compared with others, I am really fragile!

He was about to turn around and go back to his room to start practicing when the corner of his eye glanced at Ai Hui. Duanmu Huanghuang's body suddenly paused and his eyes opened wide!

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ps: Thank you everyone! Fangfang will go to Shanghai to attend the annual meeting the day after tomorrow! There are two updates every two days. In order to be able to update in three days for the annual meeting, thank you all! (To be continued.)

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