blood contract

Ruan Ji has become accustomed to their attitudes. After rolling his eyes at the two of them, he said to Lingling: "Girl, it's a good idea for you to use the spirit control technique to control the illusion, but I see that your control is not very stable."

"Yes." Lingling rubbed her temples, "This is very different from reality. It's like fighting someone in a dream. It's difficult to control your strength, and it's very energy-consuming."

Ruan Ji stood up straight, with his paws on his back, and said seriously: "Have a rest for half a quarter of an hour and then come back."

"it is good."

Seeing Lingling working so hard, Omda clenched his fists and secretly vowed to work hard... He vowed to make the world blind!

Although the white crow can't help, it will devoutly perform rituals for Her Majesty the Queen every day, worship the heaven, and cheer for her.

One person, three treasures, had to come out after practicing in the 'multi-treasure track' for nearly ten months.

Because based on Lingling's current ability, this is already the maximum time limit for using the 'Duobao Rail'.

Although it is not as long as the time spent in the realm of Wuwenrenfu, it is a field of practice that she can carry with her. As she becomes stronger, the usage time of the 'Double Treasure Rail' can continue to increase.

I thought I had become a lot stronger, and I felt a little nervous unconsciously. However, after being hit this time, I couldn't control myself anymore.

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and left the room.

Ray stood guard outside the room.

Seeing Lingling coming out, he asked in surprise: "Did you stay in seclusion for such a short time?"

"Brother Lei, how many days will it take for me to go in?"

"Only three days. Have you encountered a bottleneck?"

Lingling could only nod in agreement.

"Le, have you been here?"

"Twice a day, without interruption. I also gave you and Wu a lot of things, but Wu confiscated them all." Lei said very calmly.

Seeing that Lingling was about to go out, he asked, "Are you going to find him now?"

"Yes, half of the promised month has passed, and I still need to guide him again."

Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by Lei, who then quickly called Wu over.

"The two of us will go together and study by the side."

Lingling nodded, and the three of them went out.

Training Course.

Mu Qihua Le was practicing on his own. When he heard the report from Lingling, he rushed over happily.

"Are you finally not angry with me?"

In fact, Lingling was not angry with him, he was just practicing in seclusion.

She shrugged, "I'll forgive you," and mid-sentence, she struck him in the chest.

The speed was very fast, but Mu Qihua Le reacted quickly and dodged the blow.

The stress response to danger has been completely engraved into the body's cells to form a rapid stress response in the body.

Lingling nodded, "Your boy's reaction is very good!"

Mu Qihua Le originally thought that Lingling was still angry, but after hearing this, he immediately understood that this was a test for him.

During these days, the breathing method has gradually been integrated into his daily life, and he can clearly feel the changes in his body.

Now I am eager to try it and need to find someone to practice my skills with.

Then, without giving Lingling a chance to speak, he moved his feet and struck out with several palms towards Lingling.

In this way, the two got into a fight.

At first, there was no distinction between high and low. Gradually, Mu Qihua Le felt that he was playing a little hard.

Because Lingling evades quickly and chooses the position and angle of attack very skillfully, the nine points of strength she originally exerted were lost by three points.

Is it possible that this is also a technique in ancient traditions?

Mu Qihua couldn't help but feel happy.

"Stop, stop, stop."

He shouted: "Ling, what kind of attack is this? It makes me feel so uncomfortable."

"Want to learn?" Lingling asked teasingly.

"Think about it." Mu Qihua nodded happily.

"You have a beautiful idea." Lingling raised his jaw, not forgetting to annoy him at this time.

How could I not know what your kid's plan is? This is the body-changing Jingwei Fist of the Xingzhuang tribe. How can I take advantage of you so easily? I have to let you suffer first.

Mu Qihua and Le are not impatient. If you don’t teach, then he will imitate and learn secretly! This is an ancient inheritance, how can we not learn from it secretly?

What happened next was a bit miserable. Because I couldn't imitate well and messed up my own moves, it was inevitable to get beaten.

Lingling showed no mercy.

I was so happy that my face turned red, and I couldn't help but refrain from screaming.

Lingling snickered secretly, you kid is quite tolerant.

Lei and Wukan on the side were scratching their heads, wishing they could also go on stage and get a few moves.

Bang!

Mu Qihua Le flew out, hit the wall and fell to the ground.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with excitement and his fighting spirit became even stronger.

"Come again."

Then get close, assault, assault...

"Strengthen your waist, lower your shoulders, twist your hips...slow it down, do it all in one breath, use more force when punching...yes, that's how you accumulate power...start over..."

Lingling guided Le where he made mistakes.

"Lower the center of gravity, like this..." Then he dwarfed his body, twisted his hips, rotated, and a huge wave erupted from his left leg.

With a 'bang' sound, Mu Qihua Le was kicked hard on the arm... and then he flew backwards.

After several rotations, he stabilized his body before he stopped, and then he felt severe pain in his arm.

"So that's how the force works." Le endured the pain and swung his arm, trying to make his arm as comfortable as possible.

Lingling looked at him looking a little embarrassed, covered her lips and chuckled, "Do you still want to continue to be beaten?"

"Ah!" Le was stunned for a moment, then realized that Lingling was playing with him and shouted: "Ling, you are so bad!"

Lingling's eyebrows were curved, and he shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Although you want to imitate, you can't imitate it well, and you mess up your own rhythm, making it nondescript. It's not a slap."

Mu Qihua Le curled his lips and explained unconvincedly: "Don't I think that if I want to learn, I will definitely be beaten a few times?"

"Hehe, the idea is correct, but I think you can go back and figure it out yourself. Now, the first thing you want to think about is how to defeat your opponent, and don't worry about anything else."

Mu Qihua Le blinked a few times and murmured: "Don't care about anything?..." Then he seemed to realize something and waved his hand, "Come again."

Seeing that he understood, Lingling nodded, "Okay. Come on."

The two fought again. This time, Mu Qihua Le did not think about learning or imitating. He just focused on defeating his opponent. The moves that he usually cultivated into his body mechanism were used naturally, more smoothly and naturally, and with explosive power. Also extremely powerful.

Regarding Lingling's tricky moves, Mu Qihua Le used the moves he had gained from being beaten before, and the effect was surprisingly good.

This battle was hearty and refreshing.

"You digest this first, and I'll come back to test it in two days." Lingling patted the dust on his body and said slowly.

"Ah. Are you leaving now?" Mu Qihua Le was a little disappointed.

"Why, you still want to come? Why don't you take a rest?"

"Why are you resting? We've just finished warming up." Le boasted.

It took a lot of effort to meet her, but I just didn’t want Lingling to leave.

Even if you are tired, you have to say you are not tired!

Seeing Le's rising and rising chest, Ling Ling smiled sadly and waved to Lei, who couldn't hold himself back, "Brother Lei, come on."