The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 292 In the end, Li Lang carried everything

the next day.

  Yuan Bei woke up with an expression of doubting his life.

No matter who it is, after being abused by various people in a dream all night, they will have this kind of expression... Although he can fight against the fourth level, but losing is almost inevitable. The feeling is more torturous than being directly seconds.

  Especially one time, Yuan Bei weaved a weakened version of Jia Zhi—only the fourth rank.

   As a result, I was almost woken up...

  The bald guy directly knocked out his tree world with a stick, and Yuan Bei almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he saw it.

   This is completely beyond the strength of Tier 4, right?

   But Jia Zhi in the dream obviously didn't hold back the slightest bit. He was able to fight with other people more or less, but ended up facing Jia Zhi.

  In the dream, I was hit by a stick for a second?

  Resisting and forcibly strengthening his dream cheating method, Yuan Bei used his most authentic strength to deal with visitors from all directions.

  Everyone who comes is a guest.

   It’s just that everyone is a little fierce.

   He was so angry that he almost didn't hit him.

   Fortunately, he knew something in his own mind, and he didn't play too much, otherwise he would have woken up with a serious injury.

  But Yuan Bei eventually became the kind of person he disliked the most.

  After being abused all night.

   He finally made that wicked decision.

  He wove Li Lang out.

  In the end, Li Lang carried everything alone.

  In the last battle, Yuan Bei played at a level and style, and by the way, he also regained his self-confidence.

  Although it is said that there is some spirit of Ah Q, Yuan Bei also thinks there is nothing wrong with it.

   Anyway, Li Lang is also a third-order awakened person, isn't he?

   This is one level higher than him!

Cleaning up his mind, he didn't consume too much mental power for one night, and his body has been sleeping all the time, but his spirit is vigorous and has the ability to adapt. It is estimated that in the long time to come, it will be difficult for him to experience it again. Got some uncomfortable feeling.

  Of course, it’s just one night. It’s nonsense to say that there is any progress. This is destined to be a long process. All he can do is persist. Under the subtle influence, it will show its effect sooner or later.

  Anyway, Yuan Bei will be like this after preparation, and it will not consume him much. This is equivalent to spending half the time more than others on training.

   It is a space that will never be disturbed by others, and its function is not only for training. Reading, learning, and enriching one's own reserves can all be done in the dream.

  Although the dream itself is constructed according to Yuan Bei's own knowledge, if you spend some time every day and memorize the whole book with experience points, you can bring it into your dream.

  The time spent between learning to understand and memorizing by rote is naturally shorter for others, but for Yuan Bei, it is easier to memorize it without thinking.

   Thinking of this, Yuan Bei was almost moved by himself.

  He really spends his sleep time studying!

   Really deserves to be you, Yuan Bei!

   Obviously you can rely on your thighs for food, but you must rely on your strength!

   Finished washing.

  Yuan Bei walked towards the school, and ordered Mr. to teach today, so he would not miss it no matter what.

  It is said to be a school, but it is actually a large empty room, a bit similar to the school auditorium in the previous life, except that there are not so many tables and chairs.

  There is nothing on the podium, just put this futon, which is obviously a place where Mr. Ming will sit.

  When Yuan Bei arrived, there were already scattered people sitting there. Seeing Yuan Bei's arrival also caused some commotion, and many people looked over quietly.

  With some cautious and awe-inspiring colors.

  Yuan Bei looked as usual, and found a place to sit down. Recently, he has become a little accustomed to this kind of gaze.

  Everyone in the training camp regards him as a boss, but only he knows how weak he is.

   Scanning around, it is not surprising that these students who came in advance are all students from the college school. Although they do not lack resources, they obviously see too few big bosses. Unlike the second-generation school, their elders are all kings, and the teaching of a master is really not a good resource in their eyes.

  Mr. Ming is the one teaching the class this time. Obviously, only he and the two kings in the whole training camp know about it.

   not long.

  A lot of people came in twos and threes.

   There were not many desks and chairs in the classroom, and finally a fair-looking girl sat down next to Yuan Bei with a mournful face.

   "Yuan...Master Yuan."

"Ok."

  Yuan Bei glanced at her lightly, and hummed in a nasal voice.

Ok.

   Fifth order.

   Can't beat but can't beat.

   This seems to be someone from the second generation and the first faction. Yuan Bei doesn't know his name, and he doesn't care.

  Yuan Bei's indifferent attitude calmed down the woman's uneasy heart. She was really afraid of this docile-looking young man.

   After all, the impression Yuan Bei left on them that day was too deep.

  She had a nightmare that night, and the source of the nightmare was Yuan Bei.

   What made her feel even more horrified was that she found out after inquiring by chance that everyone dreamed of Yuan Bei that night!

  Whether it is a nightmare or a sweet dream, there is always Yuan Bei in it. He is like a huge shadow, covering everyone in it.

  The most terrifying thing is that this situation lasted for three full days!

   is gradually disappearing according to strength.

   This ability made them all feel fear, which is why Yuan Bei's title of "Master of Curse Killing" rang out.

   This is unknown to Yuan Bei, the energy of the "dream" overflowing that day had such a big impact on so many people.

  If he knew, he would understand why the students in this class are so cowardly.

  In everyone's mind, he has long been a "big devil" level existence.

  …

   At a certain moment.

  A haggard figure appeared on the futon.

  Accompanied by it, there is also a breath of nature, white clouds, trees and seas, birds and beasts running, and in an instant, the school seems to have become an undeveloped jungle.

  In an instant, everyone held their breath and looked at the old figure sitting on the futon.

  Mr. Ming's old face was full of kindness, as if he was happy for his young life, his natural voice sounded softly like wind and rain:

   "Life force."

   "It is one of the highest energies. It represents the power of 'life' and is one of the indispensable roots of the universe. Human beings rot and die, but they can live forever."

   "The power of life, in recent years, has been assigned to the auxiliary stream due to the gradual clarification of occupational divisions. Most people are biased towards it, and only regard it as the power of healing and birth."

   "The power of life is everywhere."

While speaking, Mr. Ming waved his hand lightly, without exerting any force, a breeze was blown from his sleeve, at first it was like a child blowing a wind, and a life force was given to it, and in an instant, this breeze swayed like a hurricane Swept out!

  The huge wind pressure pressed everyone on the table, unable to move.

  Mr. Ming patted his hand again, and the hurricane dissipated in an instant.

   "This is the power of life."

   "It is tenacious, tenacious, and rises from the smallest."

   "But these are too far away from you, and involve the deep application of energy, let's talk about some superficial things."

   While speaking, Yuan Bei noticed that Mr. Ming seemed to have glanced at him.

   "Talk about the advanced application of birth."

  Everyone in the audience:? ? ? ?

   Birth is something superficial?

  A certain fourth-level student hesitated to speak, oh, so I am a waste.

  I haven't mastered this simple thing yet.

  Yuan Bei took out his small notebook.

   Instantly entered a state of extreme concentration.

   Although I don't know the specific reason.

   But as expected of me.

  Another big boss is going to give me a small stove.

  Ps:

  Tweeted a friend's book, "I Really Just Want to Go On", it's already on the shelves, and it's been updated every day, and it's been criticized, and the uncle who is short of books can go and have a look.

  (end of this chapter)