Douluo: My Wuhun is Phoenix

Chapter 69 Secretly Determined
The moon and stars are thin, and the dusk has long since faded.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, accompanied by white snow dancing all over the sky, and countless stars shed bright moonlight, as if the entire night sky is shining.

"Sure enough, the teacher is right, this guy is my strong enemy."

Hu Liena clenched her fists secretly.

"Hmph, Xiao Hongjun is quite industrious, and he actually ran along Wuhun City for a whole day..."

Verna smiled, showing all her enchantment.

"Is this why he...is far beyond his peers..."

Fang Ying's eyes were loose, looking at the figure below that was almost covered in snow, a lot of thoughts were in her mind.

Xixi pouted and muttered, "I never thought that this little fat man would be so persistent."

Suddenly, the four women turned their heads together and saw two figures flying towards them.

It was Ma Hongjun's mentor Dellu, and Xiong Qishan who gave this vicious order.

Looking at the increasingly smaller figure in the city, Dellu frowned and said, "This kid, are you still running..."

"Lord Xiongmo, I think he has reached his limit. Tonight's weather is a bit too bad, why don't you let him stop..."

Bear Demon Douluo's eyes sharpened, and he glanced at the four women on the city wall. He just nodded slightly at Hu Liena, and replied indifferently:

"If you want to become a strong man, you must have the mind to face any dangers and dangers. This time is just a small test for him. If it ends without a problem, then you will probably not be able to become a big man in the future!"

You will never admit that the orders you gave are wrong, and you must stick to them through gritted teeth. Ma Hongjun, you stick to me!
Ever since Bibi Dong mentioned Ma Hongjun's talent, Hu Liena paid special attention to Ma Hongjun, and she received the news at noon.

Knowing that Ma Hongjun was running wildly around the outskirts of Wuhun City early in the morning, her curiosity drove her to the city wall.

The same goes for Werna. When Xixi went out in the morning, she saw Xiaopang Ma running wildly in front of the city gate, and she met him again when she came back in the afternoon.

After returning, he told Werna curiously, and because of this, the two came to check on the city wall.

Fang Ying accidentally spotted Ma Xiaopang running wildly in the snow, but she couldn't keep up with her speed, so she ran to the city wall to observe.

However, after hearing the conversation between Dellu and Bear Demon Douluo, they knew the reason.

It turned out that the instigator was this burly man...

Um…?
Xiong Qishan stared indifferently, as a titled Douluo, his mental strength was dozens of times that of ordinary people, just now, he seemed to sense something.

"Oh…"

The four women turned their heads at the same time, looking at the white snow fluttering in the sky as if nothing had happened, their attention seemed to be fully focused on this beautiful snow scene.

I don't know how long it took, Werna, Hu Liena and others left one after another, and Bear Demon Douluo also disappeared on the city wall.

Only Fang Ying was still standing there blankly, and Dellu was frowning more and more.

"There is still half a lap, come on, brat..."

Outside the city, heavy snow had already buried his calf, and Ma Xiaopang moved forward step by step with his thigh, which was heavy with iron and lead.

From running with physical strength at the beginning, to blessing the body with soul power later, until the soul power was almost exhausted, under the pressure of severe cold, the soul power stored in the acupoints was also squeezed out again and again.

At this moment, he felt that his whole body was not his own.

Even though his own evil fire was a top-level flame, his entire body was numb in the face of the unstoppable cold wind in the harsh winter.

If it weren't for his spiritual power being stronger than that of a soul master of the same realm, he might not be able to hold on long ago.

"Half a lap left, come on!"

Ma Hongjun forcefully took a breath for himself, and continued to run forward with all his strength.

The scope of Wuhun City is far larger than imagined. In order to complete it on time, Ma Hongjun can only run. If he doesn't run, it is impossible for him to complete it.

In his previous life, he tortured himself in various ways in order to practice martial arts.

But after coming to this world, he could cultivate his soul power by meditating, so he lost a lot of physical training. This time running made him feel the joy of breaking through the limit again.

I don't know how long it took, but when he saw the gorgeous alloy iron door, Ma Xiaopang almost fell down with a tremor.

If it hadn't been forcibly biting his lip, allowing warm blood to flow into his mouth, his almost relaxed nerves would have tensed up again.

Otherwise, he might really give up halfway and fall at the gate of the finish line.

"Whoo~"

Ma Hongjun lay on the icy snow, panting heavily, his eyes could not be opened completely.

"At last... finally finished running..."

Soon, two figures, one big and one small, came running quickly.

"Good boy, congratulations, you successfully completed the test."

Dellu stepped forward in relief, pulled Ma Xiaopang up, and strode into Wuhun City with him on his back.

Fang Ying stared blankly, her eyes were a little dull, and she didn't say a word when people walked past her.

Looking at the herringbone-shaped snow pit on the ground, and the barely visible footsteps, her heart was full of mixed feelings, and she didn't know where to go.

"Is this the way he practiced..."

Fang Ying has lived in Wuhun City since she was a child. Both her parents are members of Wuhun Palace, and their strength has reached the level of Soul King, and his grandfather is a strong man of Contra level. A person who can speak.

But Fang Ying has never relied on her family. Since she awakened her martial spirit at the age of seven, her parents have taken care of her except for food and clothing, and she has hardly let her parents worry about her daily practice.

However, when compared with Ma Hongjun now, Fang Ying only felt ashamed. At the age of seven, her soul power was almost the same as her own, and various methods emerged one after another...

"If you can do it, so can I. Just wait...I will definitely defeat you openly..."

Staring at the leaving figure, Fang Ying secretly made up her mind.

After returning to the residence, Dellu carefully threw Ma Xiaopang on the bed, tidied up briefly, and left.

As early as on the way back, Ma Xiaopang fell asleep, and the tiredness all over his body made him even lose his sense of hunger.

I just want to lie like that, lie on that warm bed, and sleep until I wake up naturally.

He has been... for a long time... for a long time...

Didn't get a good night's sleep...

Although he usually looks carefree, he doesn't speak in the slightest.

But since he came to this world, he has never slacked off for a single day, and insists on practicing every day, regardless of season, which is why his soul power increases so quickly.

In addition to talent, more important is hard work.

Those with poor talent can still make up for their shortcomings with diligence, but if they have good talent, if they put in more effort, how can their strength not improve quickly?
Ma Xiaopang was lying on the bed with the quilt tightly clamped between his hands and feet, with a heartfelt smile on his face.

In his sleep, he told a long story...

He dreamed of his wife, his chubby daughter, and his gray-haired parents...

The years are quiet and good, he was not attacked and died at all, but fainted from overwork.

His wife stayed by the hospital bed, taking care of him day and night, his parents brought him his favorite food when he was a child, and his daughter sat by the bed and told him beautiful fairy tales...

(End of this chapter)