Chapter Ninety-Eight: Fight! Fight!

Bao Songren was right, according to the wishes of the first dean, the practice tower was to provide a place for students to practice, however, the original intention had long since changed, and it became a place for everyone to show off to break records. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

For hundreds of years, no one who entered the martial arts training tower really rushed to cultivate, even if it was not to break the record, it was only to measure their own will and endurance.

It is true that a genius like Lin Zhixi also came to test himself not long ago, and did not regard the martial arts training tower as a place for martial arts.

The Lianwu Pagoda lost its own meaning, but in the end it ushered in Yun Feiyang, this guy took a leave of absence to retreat, and valued the unique formation design of the Lianwu Tower, so he lived in it and kept cultivating.

Gao Yuanzhu and the others blushed, they really forgot the role of the martial arts tower, and focused on the record-breaking of outstanding talents.

Bao Songren said: "What is the name of this child?"

Gao Yuanzhu hurriedly said: "This son's name is Yun Feiyang, a new student of the Guishui Hall. ”

Bao Songren frowned slightly, and said, "Such a genius, you were assigned to the Guishui Hall, did you deliberately give it to Lily." ”

"Bao Yuanzi, here's the thing...... Gao Yuanzhu hurriedly reported the situation, Bao Songren learned that this son had offended the county lord, so he was sent to Guishui Hall, and said with a smile: "So, Lily also inadvertently picked up a genius." ”

When Li Fei and Tai Chi heard this, they felt bitter in their hearts.

......

"Bang bang bang-"

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Yun Feiyang destroyed the wooden stake with his fists, and the number of kills kept going crazy, and after a few hours of fighting, it reached two thousand nine seven hundred and twenty.

"It's too fast!"

"It's about to break three thousand. ”

The crowd collapsed.

The kill count will not stop because of the collapse of the crowd, it is still beating, and finally surpasses 5,000 in one fell swoop!

It took only five hours!

In other words, Yun Feiyang kills a thousand wooden people in an average hour, and this speed will definitely create a higher level if it is included in the timed kills.

In the few days on the second layer, Yun Feiyang not only fused his physical body perfectly, but also adapted to that oppressive gravity space, and every time he punched and attacked, he became more relaxed and smooth.

The killing continues!

When the night came, when everyone dispersed and went back to sleep, Yun Feiyang was still fighting, at that moment, he seemed to be tireless, like a beast that had lost his mind, and there was only - I fight, I fight, I fight!

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Many students woke up from their sleep, rubbed their eyes and walked out of the room, instinctively raising their eyes to look at the air curtain, and then being stunned, because the number of air curtains had reached ten thousand three hundred and six!

"Damn. ”

The big guy rubbed his eyes fiercely, and when he looked at it again, the number was more than ten more than just now, and they all exclaimed in unison: "This guy is-you-monster!"

on the billboard.

The more than 9,000 records of unrestricted freshman kills have long been replaced by tens of thousands of records of Yunfeiyang, and so far, the two freshman records have been printed with the three words of Guishuitang again.

However.

The students of Guishui Hall, who should have been excited, were surprisingly calm, because Yun Feiyang had broken too many records, and their nerves were numb, and only by breaking the highest record could they stimulate their nerves fiercely!

"Brother Feiyang is a demon, he was born to break records, and the second layer has the highest record of unlimited kills, and it must also be from our Guishui Hall!" Ye Nanxiu walked on the road with Hei Mao and the others.

Although the students of the other schools were very unhappy, they couldn't say anything, after all, playing in the second layer space for two days represented strength in itself.

As Yun Feiyang broke another freshman record, many people began to discuss privately, the content was, as Ye Nanxiu said, whether this guy could break the highest record.

"Impossible!"

"The highest record holder was created by Zhang Heng, the first person on the heavenly list last year, at that time, his strength had reached the peak of martial arts, and Yun Feiyang would never break it!"

"This guy has done a miracle, maybe it's going to break. ”

There are two voices in the school, one is convinced that he can't do it, and the other is that he firmly believes in doing it.

......

In the small pavilion in the secluded woods, Pang Gongzi looked at the record on the air curtain and said, "Zhang Shao, this kid has already broken the record of freshmen, and he still has no intention of stopping, does he want to break the record you set last year?"

"The strength of the power of talent and martial arts, trying in vain to break Zhang Shao's record, this guy is really crazy, and he really can't measure himself. Someone laughed, his words full of contempt.

Zhang Heng was sitting in the pavilion, playing chess with a teenager, he pinched a chess piece and landed on the chessboard, waved a feather fan, and said with a faint smile: "You lost." ”

The young man smiled bitterly and arched his hand: "Zhang Shao's chess skills are extraordinary, and my name as a little chess saint should also be given to Xian." ”

Zhang Heng smiled: "Luck, luck." ”

The boy was silent.

Known as the little chess saint, he never knew that from the beginning of playing chess, he was at an absolute disadvantage, and he was able to fight until now before he lost, which is also because the other party has not been very attentive.

Zhang Heng stood up and said, "Let's go." ”

Pang Gongzi and the others went with them, but they also understood in their hearts that no matter how much Yun Feiyang made trouble in the school, he was never taken seriously by Zhang Heng, and this was the momentum that the first place on the heavenly list should have.

......

Pang Gongzi and others misunderstood.

Yun Feiyang is not 'vainly' trying to break Zhang Heng's record, from beginning to end, he didn't think about breaking it at all, he is immersed in the fight at the moment, consuming physical and spiritual power, and stimulating his greatest potential.

In the eyes of others, the best way to improve from martial arts to martial arts is to meditate quietly, drive by mental methods, and comprehend heaven and earth. As a person who has come over, Yun Feiyang has his own understanding, that is, constantly squeezing physical strength and spiritual power.

After a day of fighting, the spiritual power in his body continued to be consumed, and he was running wildly against the sky, and so on, his strength had reached the peak of martial power, and one step further, he was a martial apprentice.

"Not enough, not enough ......"

Yun Feiyang forgot everything, and there was only one belief in his mind, which was to keep killing, keep mobilizing spiritual power, and keep them in high spirits.

"Bang bang bang-"

Time was quietly slipping away, and another day passed, and the number of kills of Yun Feiyang doubled again, reaching more than 20,000. And with the crazy squandering of spiritual power, even if there is a defying decision to recover it, it also begins to appear a phenomenon of green and yellow.

It doesn't matter.

Hit, hit, hit!

"Is this family killing red eyes, or is it irrational to kill?" Seeing Yun Feiyang killing inside like a madman, everyone was stunned, and at that moment, they felt that the stake might have some kind of enmity with that guy.

"Little one, you've proven yourself, don't kill any more. Seeing Yun Feiyang's crazy killing, Bao Li was very worried, because if a person continues to kill for a long time, it will definitely affect his mood!

"No, I'm going to stop him. ”

As she spoke, Bao Li was about to go to the Martial Arts Cultivation Tower, but as soon as she walked out of the Guishui Hall, she saw a majestic bearded old man standing there, looking up at the air curtain.

"Father. A stunned look appeared on Bao Li's charming face, and she immediately ran over like a little girl, grabbed Bao Songren's arm, and said coquettishly: "When did you come back?"