Wu Jiuzi's cheeks felt hot, she naturally knew her shortcomings.
However, after suffering such a big loss this time, she deeply realized the importance of having excellent kung fu.
She understands this truth only after enduring hardships can one become a master.
He said with emotion: "Master, I already know my mistake. I will work hard in the future and strive to reach the level of Dou Zun as soon as possible!"
In this world, there are not many people who have become Dou Zun.
If she cultivates to that level, she can live for many more years and prosper in this continent.
I will no longer let myself be slaughtered, squashed and rounded...
Thinking of his proud place, Wu Jiuzi was filled with pride!
"You have to cultivate to become a fighting immortal." Fengjian Liuxiang said softly.
Fighting Immortal? Wu Jiuzi raised his eyebrows, isn’t that a legendary existence?
I heard that no one in this continent has been able to cultivate into a fighting immortal. It is said that there were some thousands of years ago, but they all went to the upper three realms.
Just like the gods of her time, they all went to heaven and could not be seen in the mortal world below...
Let her cultivate into a fighting immortal? I'm afraid it will be difficult.
As if seeing through her thoughts, Fengjian Liuxiang tapped the plate in front of her with bamboo chopsticks and encouraged her: "Don't worry, I have a good teacher here, you can do it."
If she really cultivates to become a fighting immortal, wouldn't she become a god in this continent?
If you want to go sideways, go sideways!
She raised her head and looked at Fengjian Liuxiang, a little suspicious: "Then Master has become a fighting immortal?"
Fengjian Liuxiang smiled gracefully: "We, master and disciple, practice together. After all, our ages are not far apart, right?"
In terms of age, the age difference between her and him is not that far apart. He is twenty-two and she is twelve, only ten years apart.
In the fighting world, this age gap is really nothing.
Master-disciple fellow practitioners is also a good idea.
He is a human being, and so is she. If he can succeed, why can't she?!
Wu Jiuzi felt her blood start to surge, and her pride rose to a new level in her chest: "Okay! We, master and disciple, are fellow practitioners! I will practice how the master practices!"
Fengjian Liuxiang's eyes lit up slightly: "Okay, it's a deal!"
Azi, you must cultivate to become a fighting immortal! Only in this way can I be liberated and...
Fengjian Liuxiang lowered his eyes and took a bite of red chili pepper. Finally, his lips and teeth were no longer full of bitterness, and he seemed to taste a little bit of other flavors, which was the taste of the world he had longed for -
Wu Jiuzi looked at his red pepper-stained red lips, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart: "Master, the injury on my back has not healed yet, so my practice will have to be postponed for a few days, right?"
"Well, that's true. You can't move too much because of your injury. It will take half a month to fully recover." Fengjian Liuxiang analyzed calmly.
Wu Jiuzi breathed a sigh of relief, saying that she still had half a month of vacation.
Not bad!
"But..." Fengjian Liuxiang changed the topic: "You can memorize the formulas for practicing and cultivate the fighting spirit in your body first. You don't need to move too much for this."
Wu Jiuzi: "..."
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Wu Jiuzi soon paid the price for her bold words.
From that day on, she was drilled miserably by Kazama Liuxiang!
During the half-month period when he was recovering from his injuries, Fengjian Liuxiang found a large number of fighting spirit books from nowhere, which reminded Wu Jiuzi of the Tiehai tactics in his senior year of high school.
She had to memorize a thick book of practice rules every day, go to bed at midnight and get up at five. She studied even harder than during the college entrance examination.