Food Hunter

Luo Lingfeng Bi Siji is not a fluke, but the result of two months of hard work.

After Bi Siji struck Luo for ten rounds, the speed and strength of the first blow remained unchanged, but as a result, he failed to make a two-strike combo and was blocked by Luo Ling.

"Hehe."

In the night, seeing Bi Siji very unwilling, Luo smiled very happily, and finally ushered in a stable success, how could he not take the opportunity to linger.

Bi Siji threw away the stick, pretended not to see Luo's thief smile, went to the chair in front of the stone house and sat down.

This stone house is their dwelling place, and it is also a house made by Luo on the spot with the power of God's hand. The composition is all Talma mountains and rocks.

The results of the training were perfect, Luo was not injured, and Sambica was not needed for treatment.

"How should I practice tomorrow?" Luo walked over and sat with Bisji and Sambika.

After two months of practicing the stick method, after the effect came out, it should be changed.

Sambika took a small bite of fruit that looked like bread, and looked at Luo and Bisji quietly.

She only persisted in the training of the stick method and then withdrew, but she also achieved results, but she was not as good as Luo.

"It's very simple." Bi Siji also took the fruit and ate it, and then looked at Luo with a smile. The smile was...

Seeing Bi Siji's smile, Luo shrank his neck and asked cautiously, "What is the training method?"

Bi Siji narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Keep using'Jian' until you run out of qi."

"Uh, it's quite simple." Luo said.

"Yeah." Bi Siji nodded.

Early the next morning.

Luo Yong used the exercise, opened the fine hole, let the qi pour out, and then compressed the qi to cover the body surface with wrap, which was Jian.

At this moment, Bi Siji suddenly made a move and punched Luo on the body, knocking him back one or two meters, but it didn't hurt or itchy.

Bi Si Ji's sudden punch made Luo stunned. When he didn't know what the situation was, he saw Bi Si Ji's figure flashing, and he quickly went around behind him, and punched him in the back, still It didn't hurt, but he beat him out of a meter or two.

"Keep it up."

Bi Siji said, he hit Luo as a ball.

When she punched, she also used Jian, but did not use the flow to adjust the attack power, which was equivalent to hitting Luo's 50-value defense with 50-value attack power, so Luo was not injured.

After several punches, Luo understood the meaning of Bi Siji's smile last night. He didn't think much about it and concentrated on maintaining his firm state.

Bi Siji hit a different position on Luo with every punch, knocking Luo around like a drunkard.

Sambika watched from the sidelines, and soon she saw the place where Luo and Bisji were, being drawn out of a circle.

Bisji kept moving and punching on the orbit outside the circle, and Luo was like a ball trapped in the circle, bounced back and forth and never made it out of the circle.

In the absence of interference, Luo can maintain a level of strength for fifty minutes, while the minimum standard for Nian Li combat is thirty minutes.

It has only been twenty minutes since the training of playing the ball, Luo Jijian has already begun to become unstable, and the air film covering his body has become uneven.

"Twenty minutes...very good."

Bi Siji watched this scene, but his movements didn't stop.

In theory, in such a continuous and fierce offensive, Yiluo's current foundation cannot be maintained for ten minutes, but now it can be maintained for twenty minutes, which is obviously the result of training in the first two months.

After Luo Dijian nearly collapsed, Bi Siji punched Luo out of the circle, causing Luo to suffer internal injuries.

When the breath is not exhausted, the training continues.

With Sambika here, Bi Siji came in step by step and didn't keep his hands at all.

Every punch that hits the body penetrates the force into the body, eliciting pain.

In the first two months, Luo received countless stick blows, and his pain tolerance had long been transformed. At this time, he was beaten by Bisji, but the pain did not affect the use of Qi.

The boring and single practice continues every day, no matter whether it is windy or rainy, no day has stopped.

Sambika witnessed Luo's transformation step by step. During this time, she even gave up the obligation imposed on herself and stayed by Luo's side all the time, just to be able to use her ability to heal Luo.

Time passed, and it was getting closer and closer to the start of this year's Hunter Test, and Luo did not plan to participate in this year's Hunter Test. Before going to the Sky Arena, all his time had to be spent on cultivation.

Nitro's office, where the Hunters Association is located.

The bean noodle man sorted out the information that Bi Siji had called, and then handed it to Nitro, who took it and took a few glances, then shattered the paper into confetti and put it into the trash can.

"Rapid progress." Nitro smiled and summed up.

The bean noodle man said: "Will Luo take part in this year's hunter test?"

He also read the information and knew that Luo's progress was indeed terrifying, and he also knew Luo Chunian's ability. He felt that talents like this should be absorbed into the association as soon as possible.

"Who knows?" Nitro said casually.

Doumian opened his eyes and said, "President, you specifically asked Bi Siji to teach Luo, isn't it just to make him a hunter as soon as possible? How do I feel that you are not at all concerned about whether Luo will take the test.

Nitro heard the words and immediately questioned: "Did I ask Bi Siji to teach Luo?"

The Doumian opened his mouth and said helplessly, "Didn't you let Bi Siji come in contact with Luo?"

Nitro nodded and said seriously: "Yes, but I didn't let Bi Siji teach Luo."

"..."

The Doumian was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was the case.

"Then what are you...what's your idea?"

Nitro grinned, stroked his beard, and said, "I'm thinking about it."

"..." The Doumian sighed softly in his heart, thinking that with the president's wicked eyes, he didn't know how to play with Luo.

.....

Sky Arena, the 230th floor arena.

The audience seats were full, and the voices were full of people. They all looked at the only square stone slab ring in the stadium.

There were two people standing on the ring, and one person upside down.

Among the two people standing, one was a middle-aged man wearing a referee's uniform, and the other was an Astro Boy with a tall stature.

The referee raised his right hand and said: "Antongmu wins!"

As soon as the voice fell, cheers broke out in the audience.

Andongmu stood beside the referee blankly, his right arm was broken.

"What a pity! Mr. Yalang, who was only one step away from the throne of the master, finally fell in front of Mr. Andongmu. Congratulations to Mr. Andongmu for defending his status as the master!

In the commentary, a young woman called out the final words of the duel with her clear and clear voice.

The audience's cheers were endless, and the staff carried the stretcher and sent the unconscious Yalang down, leaving Andongmu and the referee in the ring.

Immediately afterwards, the TV station’s on-site reporters took the microphones and leaned in, first with a polite congratulation, and then one after another raised questions to Andongmu.

"Excuse me, how do you feel about defeating Mr. Yalang who was qualified to challenge the leader with a record of 8 wins and 2 losses?"

"You lost three points in this duel. Is it because you broke three fingers on your right hand?"

"In the 90-day preparation time, what did you experience to lose three fingers?"

"Mr. Andongmu, may I ask if the injury on your right hand was man-made or an accident? If it was man-made, by whom?"

Andongmu looked coldly at the reporter who asked the last question. The reporter felt the aura of Andongmu and couldn't help shaking.

"He will come~www.wuxiaspot.com~At that time, I will kill him!"

Throwing aside the thoughtless words, Antongmu turned and left, leaving behind a bunch of reporters with very keen sense of smell.

he?

The reporters' eyes lit up, and they thought about the draft in an instant.

[Breaking! The master, An Tongmu, severely refers to the actions of ‘him’! 】

[Who did the severed right hand finger of the master Asongmu? Let us walk into the inner world of Mr. Andongmu! 】

[Who is that ‘him’! ? 】

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