I Can See the Combat Prowess

Chapter 216 Two hundred and twenty: Dream (1)

In the clouds of Yujian, this peak column made of red crystals was scattered with sunlight under the light, and the sky was dyed crimson, and the beauty was thrilling.

There is a bare platform at the top of the peak column, five stones and no wood, it is the peak.

Xu Lao Ying, who just broke through the clouds, saw two people lying side by side on the edge of the cliff, vomiting constantly towards the sea of ​​clouds.

"Oh~~~"

"Oh~~~~"

"Oh~~~~~~"

The vomiting of the two people came and went one after another, undulating and frustrating, Xu Laoying covered his face and fell on the stage with Yujian. It was really hard for him to understand how a Degenerating Realm martial artist would vomit like this after only drinking six glasses of wine.

After a while, Tang Luo raised his head with difficulty, his expression regained his clarity, he took out a square scarf from his arms and put it on his face.

"Don't build it, there are no outsiders!" Xu Laoying ran to him and squatted down beside him, and said with a smile: "It seems that I will ask you to drink more in the future, otherwise what will you do in the future!"

At this time, Mi Bai also came back slowly, turned over and lay on the ground, panting, her stomach still tumbling.

In fact, although the drinking capacity of the two is poor, it is not so. It is just that Tang Luo's several difficult movements in the air just heard the cheers of the child, and the internal organs of the two people who turned around are all tossing, let alone the ultimate imperialism Kong, as soon as Tang Luo put him on the platform, he couldn't help but vomit.

As soon as Tang Luo heard him vomiting, he also vomited. This was the scene Xu Laoying saw.

Tang Luo, who was relieved, wiped his face carefully, then took out another square scarf from his arms and threw it on the panting Beige, and said dejectedly: "Wine this stuff is really terrible."

"Eh~ hey!" Xu Laoying said with a smile: "I have practiced drinking alcohol, so just drink more."

"Forget it, I'd better drink less." Tang Luo shook his head and sat down cross-legged.

He didn't want to be drunk anymore, and he didn't want to experience that state of disposition.

At the same time, Mi Bai got up, took the scarf in her arms and wiped her face, leaning on a piece of crystal rock, breathing heavily.

The two people who had vomited sat on the top of the peak as if they had been hammered in their heads.

"Hey~" Xu Laoying laughed and simply sat down cross-legged. He had already noticed that the two of them had no interest in chatting for the time being, so let's watch the scenery.

The entire sea of ​​clouds in front of him was dyed red, and the sky in the distance was azure blue. This was the first time he had seen this kind of spectacle in the world. It was the first time he had seen it, and it was time to appreciate it.

After finally calming her breath, Mi Bai helped Jingyan stand up, came to Xu Laoying and sat down, looking at the sea of ​​clouds beyond the cliff, shocked.

The three of them sat on the top of Chixia Peak, staring at the sea of ​​red clouds and the sky. When people were empty, they would always remember something unconsciously.

I only saw the eyes of the three people getting more and more blurred, as if everyone had countless thoughts.

Looking around, Old Xu Ying said quietly: "I have a dream."

Tang Luo propped his chin with his hand, staring at Yun Hai casually, "It must be amazing to be called the goal of the dream by the sage."

"Heh." Xu Laoying smiled bitterly, and said bitterly to himself: "Is it amazing? It's really amazing."

This sudden bitterness surprised Mi Bai and Tang Luo. The two looked at each other. They never thought that this kind of self-deprecating expression would appear on the son of the saint family, because in their impression, he No trace of weakness was revealed.

"Tell me, what dream is so difficult." Tang Luo frowned and asked.

Xu Laoying looked back at Tang Luo, with his hands on his knees, his back straightened, and said seriously: "I want to prove to the Xu family that there is no difference between bloodlines, even the lowest level ninth grade. As long as the bloodline is developed to the extreme, it can not lose to those powerful bloodlines!"

As a family of saints known for the study of kendo and bloodline, the current world's third-level and ninth-rank bloodline standards are set by the Xu family to measure the strength of the bloodlines in the world.

And within the Xu family, there is a trend of allocating resources based on bloodline levels. Even a stupid warrior, as long as the high-grade bloodline is awakened, the family will treat it as a treasure.

This kind of atmosphere is getting more and more popular. Many young martial artists of the Xu family no longer value martial arts cultivation, but want to awaken a high-grade bloodline. If this happens, who else will concentrate on martial arts.

Mi Bai didn't know much about martial arts, but he could hear the arrogance in Xu Laoying's words, and he admired: "I wish Brother Xu success!"

And Tang Luo was not so foolish, he felt that Xu Laoying was just walking a dead end.

Throughout the ages, the sage who can truly make a name in the history of history, who is not a strong bloodline warrior, otherwise, with the weak body of the human race, how can he resist the beasts with talents and supernatural powers.

Xu Laoying's dream is tantamount to going against the sky, and he wants to use his low-level blood to overcome it.

But the reason why dreams are called dreams, not goals, is because the success rate of dreams is horribly low.

"So, what are you going to do?" Tang Luo, a martial arts researcher, can't simply wish, because he knows how powerful a bloodline warrior is, so the key to Xu Laoying's dream is whether he can find a way. .

Xu Laoying stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff with his hands on his back. How? The mighty heavenly bloodlines each possess unpredictable powers. Right now, even Tang Sen's incomparable supernatural power looks big, let alone other things.

But the more this happens, the more he wants to prove: "I want to overwhelm the world with the blood of the ninth rank of the human level, and become the next generation of the saint master of the Xu family!"

This is the deepest ambition in his heart. Even with his relatives, he never mentioned it, but on this Chixia Peak, it was exposed towards Tang Luo and Mi Bai.

The world can only see Young Master Changfeng becoming the result of Xu's generation, but no one knows how much he has given.

The young man who had awakened the lowest level of talent for supplementing was once abandoned by the family because his talent was too tasteless.

By ingesting spiritual energy with female sex, each woman can only ingest it once, and she must also reach bliss to release the yin.

When Xu's bloodline researchers learned about the bloodline of Xu Laoying's awakening, they immediately gave up on him, because they didn't think this kind of bloodline with harsh trigger conditions and no combat power increase had any future.

The son of the dignified Sword Saint, the awakened is the lowest bloodline. Everyone felt that Xu Lao Ying could only become an ordinary swordsman at best.

It was not until Xu Laoying broke through the Mortal Realm at the age of fifteen that he started a life of erosion again, which made Xu feel that he was hopeless.

Starting with the maids and maids around him, Xu Laoying dragged them onto his bed one by one. After sleeping, the maids and maids would not even let them go.

The entire Xu Mansion became a place for him to declare prostitution. Whenever he saw him, he would roll on the bed holding a woman.

Later, whether it was a lady or a prostitute or a prostitute, the son of Changfeng would not refuse to come, even the old prostitutes who were not interested in Goufang, he did not dislike them.

In just two or three years, Xu Laoying's reputation was completely stinking. Everyone in Zhongying City, the son of Changfeng, looked like fate and was indifferent, and turned his face in denial when he lifted his pants.

The female relatives of the clan fear him like a snake and scorpion, for fear of having something to do with him, and his cousins ​​regard him as a shame to the Xu family.

But no one thought that the eighteen-year-old Xu Laoying with Xiaocheng's Ming Ming sword body crushed all the Xu family's warriors with almost unlimited spiritual power, and took the Xu family's world in one fell swoop. The place to walk.

The following gram is more than that!

(End of this chapter)