Urban practice

Chapter 1
"Only you, dare to chase after the new campus belle Chen Ling? You don't even look at yourself. The country people always think that when they go to college, they turn over, right? I'll tell you today, Haishi is not your little place in the countryside, where the crouching tiger hides the dragon, you little ant will just sit back and hide, and move the woman I like, there is only one way to choose, get beaten!"

The boy with dyed reddish-brown hair combed upward into a lock, a tall nose, not fat but with a small belly, crossed his arms over his chest and looked condescendingly at the thin boy lying on the ground in front of him, his hands protecting his head and shrinking like a shrimp.

This is the dark corner of Haishi Yipin University. At night, behind the street lamp, several tall and strong men punched and kicked the boy on the ground. No one could see it. Even if they could see it, no one dared to stop it Who dares to stop Han Xiaotian from Haishi Yipin University beating someone?This is one of the top figures in the first-class university. His family has businessmen and officials, and he is also a local in Haishi.What's more, the one lying on the ground is a little-known poor boy. It's not long since school starts now. Who would stand up for such a poor boy?

"Am I entering the psychic stage?"

"However, that's not quite right. Is this how it feels during the psychic stage? I read rumors in the book that after entering the psychic stage, I will be relaxed, free and unrestricted, because the soul can fly out of the body for the first time, but, I Why do I feel that I am more restrained? The surrounding area is still dark, and I can't even use my divine eyes."

"More importantly, why do I feel so much pain on my body? Like, like a group of ordinary people are kicking me? Is this an illusion? Since cultivating the gods. No, since the solid stage, no one has dared to use it in a fight. Ordinary people's fists and feet are gone. This, this is not beating, this is humiliating!"

Ye Rong looked confused. He had gone through untold hardships and countless tribulations before he finally reached the top of the stage of cultivating the gods. He bought the Tongshen Pill at a huge price, and made all the preparations to break through and enter the Tongshen stage. The stage of gods, the stage of cultivating the gods and the stage of enlightening the gods are a hurdle. The former can only be called physical cultivation, and the latter, known as spiritual cultivation, has truly entered the realm of great monks. I don’t know how many people are stuck in this realm. Kanshang couldn't make it through his whole life, Ye Rong finally had hope, but encountered such a situation inexplicably.

"Whether it's a hallucination or not! I'm going to blow all of you away!"

Feeling the pain again and again on his body, Ye Rong opened his eyes angrily. He is just a talented little monk, and he has no backing behind him. He has been relying on hard work and keeping a low profile to cultivate slowly in the cruel cultivation world. In the stage of cultivating the gods, now he finally had the opportunity to enter the stage of enlightenment and was a bit majestic, but he was hanged and beaten by a few ordinary people. This huge gap caused his anger accumulated over the years to explode.

"Sword come!"

He sat up suddenly, waved his hand and said angrily.Summon a Xuanshuang flying sword that I refined during the solid stage. Although I can't afford a large piece of Xuanshuang, the flying sword is only three inches in size, but cutting this group of ordinary people is still like cutting a grandson ,

In the end, there was nothing, except that after trying hard to open my eyes, I could see a little bit of the surrounding situation clearly.

Standing beside him were a few sturdy men, all dressed in uniform black clothes and black trousers. I don't know which sect or organization they belonged to. There were tall buildings far away, and people who were laughing and beating each other moved their hands. In the competition, there was no killing intent at all. In the distance, there was a very curved and faint moon, and a few stars that were too dim. This dimness almost made Ye Rong feel that it was the end of the world. Such a dim moon and Can a star have a trace of aura to absorb?

This aura, not to mention being able to communicate with the gods, can't even start to cultivate the gods!
"What did he say? Did you hear me?" A man in black from an unknown organization said to the other.

"It looks like... Jianlai? If I heard correctly."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha! This kid must have been beaten to his nerves!"

"Don't be afraid. See if he still has the strength to sit up. Let's continue beating him! With Master Han supporting us, what should we be afraid of?"

Fuck?Ready to do it again?Ye Rong looked at the group of strong men who had gathered around again, and looked at them bitterly, "I will remember your organization, you have to think about it!"

"Remember. Organization?"

"Probably remember Han Shao's family. Hahaha, what I want is that you remember it forever! As a poor boy in the countryside, you can't even match Han Shao's toes in your life, so remember my slap by the way! Today The boy has given me a lot of fun."

This guy's slap was indeed big enough to cover most of Ye Rong's face, and he waved towards Ye Rong like a fan, but at this moment, Ye Rong squinted his eyes.

In the realm of communicating with gods, gods cannot communicate.

Solid environment, the body cannot be solid.

Although he didn't know why, Ye Rong could feel that he had lost all his cultivation.However, Ye Rong is not only talented!Not just physical!And experience!

The reaction and experience that have been exercised in actual combat again and again!

When I was lying on the ground, I didn’t react to fight back, you kicked me, this is humiliation, but now that I wake up, you still use such clumsy fists and feet, that is self-inflicted humiliation!

flaw!flaw!flaw!It's full of flaws!
For ordinary people who haven't even reached the solid stage, there are too many traps all over their bodies!No matter how strong you are, if you put such a cover in front of the enemy so grandly, isn't it courting death?
Under this palm-like slap, Ye Rong's face didn't change color, his heart didn't beat, and when there was no time to send, his body flashed past the slap, and he punched the man in black three inches below the navel, not just one. The inch that is as wide as a finger, but the inch that is 1 centimeters, the inch that can kill a person's descendants!

"Ah!" A heart-piercing scream came out, and the door was broken. This kind of pain is simply unbearable for ordinary people. Although Ye Rong felt physically powerless, and the strength he used made him frown again and again, it was still enough. Let this strong man lose his combat effectiveness.

This is the combat defect of the human body itself, and it is also the reason why the first step of cultivation is to train the body. The order can be reversed, but these three items must be fulfilled in order to cultivate the spirit.Of course, there are exceptions, but Ye Rong is just an ordinary monk, and those exceptions are too remote for him, so there is no need to think about them.

The burly man in black with the broken door fell to his knees on the ground, sweating profusely, covering his own broken door with his hands, rolling around for a long time, unable to yell again.

If Ye Rong added one punch, two punches, or three punches at this time, the opponent would definitely die, but he didn't because he found something abnormal.

Hands, not your own hands.

Power, not your own power.

Compared with my own hands, these hands are too small and too thin. My hands cannot be called big or thick, but at least they are warm and healthy. These hands are not much stronger than skin and bones. Their shape is pretty good-looking, but they are surprisingly thin. .

The same is true for strength, after this punch, the pain and fatigue all over his body hit him, and he even felt the passing of his life. If a person needs to punch three times, he can't finish punching so many people.

How is this going?Ye Rong frowned. He was considered a cultivator who was expected to enter the realm of supernatural powers. Those who stepped into the threshold of a great cultivator with one foot can now realize that this is not an illusion.
The current situation is more like the situation recorded in some ancient books, the situation of seizing the house.Could it be that when I entered the stage of psychic powers, my soul went out of my body in an accident and took away someone else's body?

However, even if it is an ordinary person, if others enter his spiritual home, he will resist. Why has he never resisted?
There is only one possibility, the moment his soul came in, he was already dead, or in other words, it was because of his death that he attracted his problematic soul and came to cling to him.

And the instigator of his death should be, he glanced at these men in black, this group of guys!
Borrow someone else's body!Take revenge!It is also my current way to survive!Ye Rong clenched his fists and looked at each other coldly.

This look was full of vigor, cold and sharp as a knife, revealing a murderous intent.It actually made Han Xiaotian shudder unconsciously for a moment.This kid came from a small impoverished county town. His family has no background and his personality is not good. He is the kind of good boy who can only learn.He was often bullied by others on weekdays, but now he dared to show his fierce light?And this fierce light actually made him feel a trace of fear!
"Come together! Beat me to death!" Han Xiaotian said angrily. A poor boy who came from the countryside and was rubbed casually by others actually made him, the eldest son of the Han family, feel scared. This is a shame!

A group of men in black received the boss's order and gathered around eagerly.

Ye Rong looked at them, then glanced at Han Xiaotian who was the only one behind them who was not in black who gave orders seemingly unintentionally.

Fists and kicks strike, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out.

"stop!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded.

A woman's figure appeared under the street lamp, her long black hair danced in the wind, her slender waist was tightly grasped, and the loose clothes could not cover the ups and downs of her body.

Suddenly like a fairy.

(End of this chapter)