Myriad Ages First Dragon

Myriad Ages First Dragon Chapter 77

2020-10-30

Chapter 77 again

Yu Yifei glanced coldly at Long Qingchen, "Teacher Gu Feng, beware , he has some brute force."

"If I can't even handle brute force, then I don't need to be your mentor."

Gu Feng didn't care, he didn't care. She waved to Long Qingchen, "Let's do it."

Su Qian'er opened her mouth and seemed to want to remind Gu Feng's mentor, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

bang!

Long Qingchen no longer hesitated, his fist raised nine-color spiritual power, and slammed it out, piercing the air!

Gu Feng's complexion slightly changed, and he quickly stretched out his arms to block.

Boom!

The fist and the arms collided, like a bull hitting the stone wall, a dull loud noise came out, and the whole small martial stage trembled!

Bah! Deng! Deng!

Gu Feng staggered and fell back like he was drunk. He stepped on deep footprints each step, and fell back seven steps in a row, and it was only then that the shock was resolved!

"What power is this?"

"Why does his spiritual power have nine colors?"

"He only has the 4th layer of Xiaowujing. The cultivation base, the spiritual power of the nine colors is very small, and most of it is the power of the fleshy body."

"Gu Feng's mentor has reached the cultivation base of the 4th layer of the martial arts realm, although it is a little careless, but he was With one punch, the strength of his fleshy body is too terrifying, right?"

The disciples' scalp was numb, and looked at Long Qingchen in awe, as if looking at a human-shaped beast.

Gu Feng wiped a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Long Qingchen strangely, "You are born with a divine force, and your fleshy body is very strong, so I won't say more, mainly about you. spiritual power, this kind of nine-color spiritual power, although very few, is extremely pure, every thread can exert extremely strong formidable power, very good, but your cultivation base is too low, this is your only shortcoming, try your best increasing cultivation base."

"many thanks to the mentor's guidance."

Long Qingchen is also very clear that now, his most important goal is to steadily increase spiritual power cultivation progress go up.

"Wu Mai of the third rank of Huangpin wants to increase cultivation base, easeer said than done?"

Yu Yifei sneered and directly exposed Long Qingchen's "details".

“Does he only have Huangpin’s third rank martial arts?”

“The minimum standard for Lingwu Academy to recruit dísciples is Mysterious Grade and above martial arts. How did he enter Lingwu? Academy?"

"His martial art is too low, and he is destined to not achieve anything in the future, so he relies on the brute force of his physique. When our cultivation base becomes stronger, his brute strength will also be reduced. It's useless."

The disciples were in an uproar, but the eyes looking towards Long Qingchen became a little more friendly, as if they had found a balance in their hearts.

Long Qingchen looked indifferent, could not explain clearly, and was too lazy to explain.

Gu Feng announced, "Next, you two will fight and disband."

Yu Yifei floated a gentle smile and sent an invitation to Su Qianer, "Qian. Junior Sister, let's fight together?"

"Sister Qian'er, choose me, I will be gentle."

"Sister Qian'er, I'll be a sandbag for you, Never fight back, come on, torture me to your heart's content!"

The male disciples, unwilling to be left behind, gathered around and looked at Su Qianer expectantly, like a group of hungry wolves with green eyes. Walking on wasteland, I suddenly found a little sheep, tearing it up and dividing it up.

The female disciples watched this scene angrily, obviously, not very happy.

Su Qian'er blushed as she grabbed the corner of her clothes, not knowing what to do, and looked towards Long Qingchen next to her for help.

"She already has someone, you can find someone else."

Long Qingchen put his arms around Su Qianer's slender shoulders and walked to the corner of the small martial stage, "Let's go Fight over there."

"en." This intimacy made Su Qian'er's face flush, but she did not refuse, and walked to the corner with him.

"Sister Qian'er, my heart hurts so much, it hurts so much, I can't breathe."

"Sister Qian'er, if I am a fish, you are water, The fish has no water, how can I live?"

The male disciplines wail like ghosts and howl like wolves, can only find other female disciples.

However, the female disciples got a little pissed off and ignored them at all.

The male disciplines are utterly tragic and can only play against each other.

Yu Yifei looked at Long Qingchen's back with a gloomy expression, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

A few female disciples tried to fight with him, but he refused.

"Is no one fighting you?"

Seeing him alone, Gu Feng walked over kindly, "That's right, sixty-three dísciples, there is always one who falls down. Shan, I'll fight with you."

Yu Yifei's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only fight against Gu Feng.

bang!

Gu Feng was very strict and ruthless in his shots. He couldn't make five moves, and Yu Yifei was blasted out and fell heavily to the ground, rolling over and over. Body dust, battered and exhausted.

"Come again."

Gu Feng waved to him.

Yu Yifei got up with a bitter face.

bang!

Within ten moves, he was knocked into the air again!

"Yes, there is progress, come again."

Gu Feng waved.

Yu Yifei shivered all over and got up with difficulty, his face full of sadness, as if he was on the execution ground.

bang! bang! bang!

In less than one hour of the battle, Yu Yifei was knocked into the air dozens of times, unable to get up again, lying flat on the ground, covered in sweat Through, as if just fished out of the water.

Gu Feng took out a bottle of stench-smelling medicinal wine, walked over, lifted him up, took off his shirt, poured the medicinal wine on his palms, and relaxed his muscles. , even if you are tired, don't lie down, you should rub some medicinal wine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

Being a pair of calloused palms to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, Yu Yifei had goose bumps all over his body and wanted to cry. Tears

The male disciples glanced at Yu Yifei with pity. Their eyes became very friendly, as if they had found a biological brother who had been separated for more than 300 years. Obviously, they had the same experience.

In the corner, the battle between Long Qingchen and Su Qianer is very eye-catching, like a pair of beautiful people, just like "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer", Linghu Chong is playing against Yue Lingshan, three points are fighting intent, seven points It's a frown.

Su Qianer said seriously, "Senior Brother Chen, increase your strength, I can handle it."

"Okay." Long Qingchen had to increase his strength.

Boom!

However, Su Qianer couldn't catch it at all, and was shot and flew out, exclaiming.

Long Qingchen chased after her, jumped up, hugged her, and swirled to the ground, just like the hero and heroine in a TV series, and started slow motion.

Yu Yifei glanced at it, complexion ashen, trembling with anger.

"What's wrong?" Gu Feng looked at him with concern, "Is it hurt somewhere?"

Yu Yifei muttered, "It's alright, it's just that it hasn't slowed down. Get angry."

"It seems that all the congestion has not been dissolved, continue."

Gu Feng picked up the medicinal wine, poured it on his calloused palm, and continued to help him Promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

“”Yu Yifei has no love in life.

(end of this chapter)