"Haha... didn't you just want to kill me? Come on, why didn't you come!" Long Feitian, who had turned into a dragon, looked at Long Yilin and laughed wildly: "Since you don't come, then I
But here it comes.”
As he spoke, Long Feitian had already walked over. Under the giant dragon's claws, every step would cause the ground to shake.
Seeing the Shenlong approaching step by step, a flash of fear flashed in Long Yilin's eyes, "I can't just die. I'm still young, and there will be great days waiting for me in the future."
Summoning the last bit of fighting energy in his body, Long Yilin jumped up, regardless of his image, or even the blood that was constantly spitting out of his mouth, and rolled and crawled away into the distance.
What's surprising is that when Long Yilin escapes, Long Feitian doesn't chase him. What's even more unexpected is that when Long Yilin is completely out of sight, Shenlong's figure flashes and turns into Long Feitian again, powerless.
Sitting on the ground, he smiled bitterly and said: "The strength is too weak, and it can't support the transformation of Shenlong for long."
Then he took another look at his body. Except for the Tianchan treasure armor, his clothes had been shattered into pieces when he turned into a dragon. Fortunately, he was prepared and quickly took out a set of clothes from the bracelet and put them on.
Only to block the spring light.
"Brother, run your body quickly and control the fighting energy in your body. If you let them rush around in your body, you will damage your meridians." Xiaobao said urgently.
"Yes." Long Feitian responded, and stopped talking nonsense. He sat down cross-legged and started to run the Spiritual Dragon Art to refine the battle energy that he had just sucked out from the battle balloon.
Time passed little by little, and the sky was completely dark. The energy that was raging in Long Feitian's body was tamed by the refinement of the Spiritual Dragon Art.
"I actually broke through to the eight-star martial power all at once." Feeling the full and gentle fighting spirit in his body, a touch of surprise flashed across Long Feitian's face, and then he sighed slightly: "It's just a pity that the fighting spirit was lost, otherwise rely on
With that fighting spirit, I can at least break through to the warriors."
"Brother, you are too greedy." Xiaobao said contemptuously: "If the fighting spirit is not lost, do you think your body can bear it?"
"That's true." Long Feitian laughed dryly.
Strength is gradual. It is not a big problem to increase your strength by two to three stars all at once. But if you increase it too much all at once, your body will definitely not be able to bear it. It is like a bag filled with water. You usually only carry half a bag of water. If you continue to
It is still possible to add a portion, but if it exceeds the capacity of the bag, the bag will burst.
After resting for a while, Long Feitian stood up, glanced in the direction of Gaoyang City, and said, "It's already dark. I'm afraid my mother is waiting at home in a hurry. It's time to go back."
As soon as he entered the house, Long Feitian saw Miao Fengyi waiting at the door. He immediately stepped forward and said, "Mom, Tian'er has grown up. You don't have to wait for me in the future."
"Anyway, I'm fine." Miao Fengyi shook her head, looked at Long Feitian's tattered clothes, frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"I practiced." Long Feitian touched his head and said with a smile. Originally, he didn't want Miao Fengyi to worry about him, so he didn't tell anyone about the assassination.
"The injuries on your hands were also caused by martial arts training?" Miao Fengyi glared at Long Feitian and said, "That was a sword injury, but you were practicing boxing."
"This..." Long Feitian smiled awkwardly, knowing that he couldn't hide it, so he could only smile and said: "I met a group of bandits outside the city and had a fight with them, but they were all beaten by me and ran away.
Already."
"Be careful in the future." A gentle smile appeared on Miao Fengyi's face, and she dotingly pulled Long Feitian towards the house. "Come on, mother will help you bandage it."
"It's okay, this little injury is nothing." Long Feitian said, "Don't worry, mother."
"When you grow up, you don't even listen to your mother's words?" Miao Fengyi's voice was full of resentment.
"Mom, just do whatever you say!" Long Feitian shook his head helplessly.
In the room, Long Feitian sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the injury on his hand, and then thinking about today's battle with Long Yilin. Finally, Long Feitian sighed helplessly and said: "I still don't have enough fighting experience!"
It’s no wonder that Long Feitian has insufficient fighting experience. After all, he was an ordinary college student before and was not a gangster in society. How could he have any fighting experience? It has only been less than a month and he has reached the level he is now, which is already very good.
Already.
After shaking his head, Long Feitian gathered his mind, started practicing the Spiritual Dragon Art, and started practicing.
Early the next morning, Long Feitian had breakfast and found Long Wu and Long Hu.
"Master, are you looking for us?" As soon as the two of them saw Long Feitian, they stepped forward and asked respectfully.
"Yes." Long Feitian nodded and said: "These days, I find that I really lack fighting experience, so I want to have a sparring session with you."
"This..." The expressions of the two people changed. As soon as they heard about the sparring, they thought of the time when they almost died at the hands of a novice Long Li.
"Could it be that this young master is the same as Long Lixin and we got it wrong?" the two of them thought to themselves.
"Don't worry, I won't be as ruthless as Long Lixin." As soon as he saw their faces, Long Feitian guessed what they were thinking.
"Okay." The two hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
The three of them came to the martial arts arena. Long Feitian looked at them and said, "You attack me with all your strength."
"Master..." The two of them hesitated. After all, Long Feitian is the master. What if he is hurt?
"Don't worry, with your strength you can't hurt me." Long Feitian smiled.
The two nodded, shouted loudly, brandished their weapons and charged at Long Feitian.
"kill……"
The two of them were in front of Long Feitian in an instant, and the two sharp swords stabbed Long Feitian's vitals at the same time. However, Long Feitian did not show the slightest fear, but instead laughed, "Well done."
As soon as his figure flashed, Long Feitian avoided Long Wu's sword, rushed to Long Hu's side, clenched his fist, and punched Long Hu's sword hand.
Long Hu couldn't avoid it at all. He was hit on the wrist and the sharp sword in his hand flew away. Immediately, Long Feitian stopped caring about him and dodged again. He came to Long Wu and punched out.
Long Wu was startled and struck Long Feitian's fist with his backhand sword. Unexpectedly, before his sword hit Long Feitian's fist, Long Feitian's other fist had already hit his wrist hard.
, causing the sharp sword in his hand to fly away.
Taking a step back, Long Feitian looked at Long and Hu with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "Is this your strength? Is this strength enough to be a bodyguard of the Dragon Mansion?"
The expressions of the two men changed slightly. Naturally, their strength could not only be this small. It was just that they were afraid of hurting Long Feitian, so they did not dare to use their full strength.
"I'll give you one more chance. If it's still like this, then you should leave Long Mansion. Dragon Mansion does not accept waste." Long Feitian said sternly.
The two looked at each other and said firmly at the same time: "Understood."
As soon as their figures flashed, the two of them came to the place where their swords fell at the same time. With the power of lightning, they grabbed the swords and shouted: "Kill..."
As the sound rang out, the sharp swords in the two men's hands turned into two silver snakes, and with a fierce aura, they stabbed the dragon and flew into the sky.