People in Douluo, good at hugging thighs

"I'm also very distressed!" Ning Xiaotian feels that he is the one who has been wronged the most. It is obviously the energy in his body, so why is it not under his control? Murderous aura cannot be integrated with his own soul power, which means that

, the idea of ​​learning from Sword Douluo to use one's own soul power as the core and integrate multiple energies into one sword is, at least for now, shattered.

Who knows if your soul power will reject other energies.

The most important thing is that apart from his soul power and murderous aura, he can't control any other energy of his own, so he can't practice.

Must find another way out.

Fortunately, the new idea is feasible... As soon as Ning Xiaotian thought about it, the most solid white flying sword behind him flew in front of him. He held it in his hand and waved it gently, and the fallen leaves under his feet were covered with

Make two slices silently.

"The soul-power condensed sword is not as good as the martial soul. Without the blessing of the soul ring, the strength of the sword body is much lower. It is unrealistic to hold it in hand and fight with the owner of the martial soul. Condensing multiple high-strength flying swords consumes too much soul.

It’s not worth the effort.”

"But it is excellent as a means of harassment and sneak attacks. You can gather two or three flying swords with slightly higher strength as a direct attack method to deal with control, auxiliary, and agility type soul masters whose own defenses are not high. The strength is slightly stronger.

Weak ones can also be used for harassment, such as interrupting the opponent's soul skills and hindering the opponent's attack... virtual and real are the most difficult to guard against."

Countless fragments flashed through Ning Xiaotian's mind, thinking about various possibilities.

"In addition, no matter how high a soul master's soul power is, if he does not use soul skills to protect him, some parts are still very fragile, and flying swords with low strength can easily hurt them. For example, the eyes, throat, chest, lower abdomen, chrysanthemums, and eggs

Egg...hiss..." As he thought about it, Ning Xiaotian trembled all over and his scalp became numb.

He was frightened by himself.

"However, it's very effective!" Ning Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly and grinned. He clenched his left fist and slowly put it in front of his eyes, "As long as the flying sword I control can distract the opponent a little, my martial arts and fists are not just for me.

of."

"For now, let's set the goal to control two real swords and four imaginary swords. When the body and flying swords work together, you have to practice more to increase your proficiency." Ning Xiaotian found the training target, and endless vitality emerged in his body.

.

Condensing and controlling the flying sword consumes part of the soul power and mental power, and he himself has to pay attention to the battle situation and the enemy. Excessive consumption of soul power is not conducive to long-term combat, and excessive consumption of mental power will cause deviations in the movements and expose flaws. Then

Coupled with the combination of flying swords and the body to fight against the enemy, long-term practice and practice are required to become fully proficient enough to be used in combat.

Keep practicing! Ning Xiaotian released the flying sword and started to display his fist and kick skills again. After a while, there were some shadows of swordsmanship in the boxing technique. At the same time, the flying swords in the air also started to dance around each other. The scorching sun was in the sky and the sword light was sharp.

.

As I kept practicing, my mental energy was quickly exhausted.

Ning Xiaotian recovered with his legs crossed and stood up again half a quarter of an hour later, and found that his mental power had increased a little.

I am practicing more vigorously.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was Xiangwu.

"Hey, it seems that the Golden Warrior will not come today." Someone sighed in the arena hall.

Looking around, it was still crowded and crowded, and everyone was waiting.

"Go back to the hotel to eat and drink first, and come back in the afternoon to have a look." A man shook his head, pulled his companion and walked towards the door.

"Just watch here. If someone arrives, come to the hotel and let me know." A middle-aged man wearing luxurious clothes had a displeased expression on his face. He hammered his thigh, slowly stood up from his seat, and gave an order to his entourage,

He also strode away.

He came all the way from the next town and grabbed the tickets in advance, but this is what happened?

The Golden Warrior is really not a son of a man. Didn’t he know that tickets for the arena cannot be refunded?

30 gold soul coins a piece is simply a money grab!

"Hey, let's go back first." Not far away, a rich woman glanced at the red screen above the counter. The long numbers were extremely dazzling: "Golden Warrior 5201314: Arena 9876543" Her eyelids twitched slightly, with a disappointed look on her face.

Heading towards the gate. She heard that the Golden Warrior was young and strong, so she pressed forward, but the real owner did not appear, and she was disappointed.

"Spicy rabbit head is so delicious." In the hotel, Ning Xiaotian was eating a big meal. On the table, there was a mountain of dishes and bowls.

“Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo…” Under the table, the white-haired puppy’s cheeks bulged into buns, expressing satisfaction with practical actions.

"The sun is scorching in the afternoon, which is a good time to practice. After eating, I will practice the Samsara Technique first to restore my physical and mental strength. In the afternoon, when the sun is weak, I will continue to practice my boxing and sword skills." Ning Xiaotian thought like this and ate and drank faster.

Soon.

After the last battle, the blood drops in his lower Dantian increased a little, and his appetite and digestion speed also became stronger.

This was unexplainable, but he had no choice but to order a few more spicy rabbit legs.

I have to say, it smells really good!

...

On the third day, Ning Xiaotian continued to practice.

The only difference was that in the morning he found that the number of people staying in the hotel had skyrocketed, so he started ordering food and ordered the waiters to deliver the food on time according to last night's quantity and clean it after two-quarters of an hour. Anyone who asked for permission to visit was refused.

"The Golden Warrior didn't come again today?" Everyone in the arena hall looked disappointed.

"Drinking tonight!" In the observation room on the top floor, the old man in green smiled happily.

"Have the arrangements been made for those who are going to place bets?" In the Wuhun Hall, Wilkin, who had just returned, looked at his cronies.

"My Lord Bishop, we have made arrangements. Currently, 30% of the amount of money being bet on the Golden Warriors comes from our people." The confidant patted his chest and said confidently: "In addition, my subordinates also asked several deacons to enter the arena in real name.

win."

"Not bad, not bad." Wilkin said with a smile.

"Sir Bishop, if we spend so much money on Golden Warriors, will we..." The confidant looked hesitant.

"What do you know?" Wilkin's eyes widened, "I, the Soul Saint Guild, can't see the ability of that surnamed Jin? Just follow my instructions. Besides, it's not your kid's money that was spent.

"

"Don't worry, making money will not be without the benefits of you guys." He said confidently with an enigmatic look.

"Yes!" The confidant bowed slightly, secretly saying that he would take action later.

"Um..." There was a lot of traffic outside Gengxin City, and there was a constant stream of urging voices.

"We have to work overtime again. We haven't been paid yet." The sergeants responsible for guarding and patrol work wailed inwardly.

"Everything that comes is money." Standing at the shop outside the door, the hotel owner smiled broadly.

"Today is another beautiful day!" In the bedroom, Ning Xiaotian smiled as he felt his mental strength increase slightly again.

...

On the fourth day, the practice continued.

...

On the fifth day, Ning Xiaotian got up early, finished breakfast, walked out of the hotel, and walked slowly towards the arena.

After two days of consolidation, his boxing skills have improved and need to be tested in battle.

"Is the Golden Warrior going to participate in the gladiatorial competition?"

Not far away, the secret sentries showed surprise on their faces, then became ecstatic and quickly entered the alley, galloping away in all directions.

"The Golden Warrior is on his way!" A man ran into the arena hall and shouted loudly.

"Haha, it's finally here."

"Place your bet, place your bet!"

"Go, hurry up and notify the steward."

The footsteps creaked, and many people left quickly, but there were more and more people in the hall.

Everyone was talking a lot and all looked at the door.