Enemies are Close at Hand

"Grandpa, I know it's wrong, so be careful."

Baili Qingfeng carefully apologized.

"Come on, your grandfather, I was nicknamed Ben Thunder Sword, and died on my ... there were no ten or eight war-level masters under General Melbourne's sword. You can shoot."

Hundreds of miles smiled.

He carried his hands, straightened his spine, and looked at Baili Qingfeng in this way.

And Baili Qingfeng ...

I think that when I felt that Grandpa Er likes to be bragging, he is not worthy of the name, and he feels more confident when he feels guilty.

"Then ... I'm here!"

"Come, punch!"

Hundreds of miles of air can be calm.

"Be careful."

As soon as the Baili Qingfeng looked positive, the next moment he made a sudden step forward, stepping on one's blood, boiling his blood, shaking his spine, and condensing his energy. The whole body seemed to straighten into a magic sword, and the fist in his hand was the sharp edge of the sword.

As soon as the boxing came out, as the excalibur came out of the sheath, it shivered and pierced the void.

He is not insignificant. Grandpa Er's health is so bad that he will be hospitalized even with great joy and sorrow. He can practice both hands to the waist, so his strength is less than 50%.

But even so, when this punch is stabbed, the sharp edge of the shot is still daunting.

"Good grandson!"

The hundred-mile sky that was still light in the hand in the last second has suddenly retreated with his right foot in the next second. His body sank, his eyes shot sharply, and he faced the punch punched by Baili Qingfeng. Out, his arms crossed, and his boxing power was instantly blocked, and then his body pulled back sharply and pulled back. The inertia of the boxing power caused Baili Qingfeng to lean forward and lose his balance.

Sudden changes, Baili Qingfeng almost couldn't help using the demons disintegration technique.

He didn't practice any boxing skills, close-kill combat techniques. Regarding the experience, even an old-fashioned warrior like Eddie couldn't match, let alone the second grandfather in his seventies, a hundred miles long.

His method of fighting has always been simple and straightforward-one stroke down for ten sessions, but now 50% is not enough ...

Then 80%!

"Buzz!"

The bones of Baili Qingfeng's body crackled, and all the bones and joints surged, and every inch of strength was continually condensed and superimposed in this subtle movement, and finally formed a brand-new strength and trembled from the arm.

For a time, Baili Changkong, who was holding Baili Qingfeng's arm, felt that it wasn't an arm, but a giant python, and a raptor with a mighty force.

"Snapped!"

Passing the energy, the skin on his wrists spread like waves, spreading in all directions, and there was a loud roar in the void. There seemed to be a thunderous thunder, forcing his latched arm to loosen involuntarily.

Breaking the interception, Baili Qingfeng's fist-strength arm rose to the sky like a dragon, suddenly struggling out, and drove straight into the chest of Baili Sky.

"This energy ..."

Baili Changkong's face changed, and the next moment he exhaled sharply. On exhaling, his chest seemed to sag, which made Baili Qingfeng's fist that was about to hit his body suddenly fall into the air, not only that. In this way, while avoiding the strength of Baili Qingfeng in this way, he took another breath, and the sunken chest slammed again. It seemed that there was a force to bounce back Baili Qingfeng's fist as the chest slammed. Vigorous, let Baili Qingfeng figure involuntarily retreat three steps.

"call!"

Baili Changkong exhaled a long breath, then looked at Baili Qingfeng, and said quietly and lightly: "Yes, your energy is not inferior to the third-level martial artist, but the warrior arrived at the third Level, is no longer a pure tempering force, but has to attach importance to the cultivation of the soul, that is, to cultivate the gods. If you don't cultivate the gods, you should never want to glimpse the state of the three masters.

Baili Qingfeng saw Baili Changkong calmly took the punch of 80% of his strength, and he secretly admired it. It seemed that his second grandfather was a master who was secretly hidden. These days he was wrong Second grandpa.

With this guilt, he made a cautious gift: "Thank you Grandpa Er for teaching."

"Go talk to your peers."

Baili Changkong said aloud, turned around, carrying his hands, and seemed to appreciate the calligraphy and painting on the wall. He was a master of style, and saw Baili Qingfeng's fascination.

Temperament ...

As a young man, he was far from being able to compare with the hundred-mile-long sky of Hefa Tong Yan Xianfeng.

Now he nodded and left the room.

Baili Tianxing watched the figure of Baili Qingfeng leaving, expressing his heartfelt emotion: "Qing Feng is really a kid. He has been so strong in half a year? How many more battles can I add to the battle? Experience, it is estimated that I can catch up with my strength a year ago ... "

"Close ... close ..."

The Bailitian jargon has not finished, and some difficult voices of Baili Changkong have passed in.

Baili Tian Xing froze for a moment, and quickly went to close the door.

At the moment the door was closed, Baili Changkong couldn't care less about maintaining his style of the Grand Master. He sat down and leaned on the teacher's chair, constantly pushing his blood, and his face became a little pale.

Seeing this scene, Baili Tianxing seemed to realize something, and was a little shocked: "Dad, Qingfeng's kid, hurt you? He can hurt you !? This, impossible? He only practiced martial arts for half a year."

"What happened in half a year, Qing Feng's physique is very strong, stronger than you."

Baili Changkong said, with a hint of envy in his eyes: "Young, that's good."

Baili Tianxing rushed forward to help Baili Changkong help him straighten his blood.

"The rear waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. Qingfeng is a kid who can't help it. After half a year's training to such an extent, he is expected to become a true third-level martial arts within two years. He hopes to achieve ternary unity within ten years and achieve his master."

"Three-level warrior in two years, war level in ten years !?"

Baili Tianxing took a sip of air-conditioning, and it took a while before he said, "He is indeed not weak in physical training, but there are some talented people in the world who can compete with the third-level warriors as soon as they are trained, but the third-level warriors The real strength lies in cultivating the gods. After the gods are raised, they have precise control over their own power, and they can be warned to avoid the firearms in advance even if they are facing arms.

"With your eyes on the genius of Qingfeng grandson, don't you be embarrassed? Look at yourself. After practicing for more than 20 years, you barely stepped into the third-level martial arts level. Whereas Qingfeng will catch up with you in six months is you."

Baili Changkong said, humming heavily to express his dissatisfaction.

The Baili Tianxing on the side was a little speechless.

What can he do? He is working hard at martial arts, but the progress is so fast, he is also desperate.

"Will it be a little inadequate for our family of li ..."

"nonsense!"

Baili Changkong shouted sternly: "The method of our Baili family is a real top-level system, but this system is dominated by Thunder's conception, and Thunder Breath and Ben Lei's thirty-six style are supplemented by it. If you can The thunder dominates the idea and fixes it, and he must enter the country a thousand miles away! If he can't practice the thunder himself, he will blame the skill? Qingfeng's grandson is not the same as the method of our hundred miles? "

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Look at how cute Qingfeng's grandson is, you? Come on seeing you and go out."

Bai Lichang said badly.

Baili Tianxing was bitter in heart.

Who is your son?

Baili Tianxing reluctantly left the room, while Baili Changkong lay back on the chair again and looked at the ceiling of the room.

It took a while before he sighed again: "War level ... Someone in the ancient Thunder Beast can finally become a war-level warrior by his own efforts ... I still keep the secret of that passage, Your Majesty, General, Aso, Axiu, you know that the path of blessing Qingfeng ’s Grand Master is smooth and smooth, and if at that time we can open up a martial arts shrine there, we will be the real new students in Hisia. Martial arts practice no longer needs anything. It's all a matter of breath ... "