210. The 4th Lunar Trial

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The inner crystal furnace roared, and it was full of brilliance.

The operation inside the furnace is actually very gentle, and the clouds are shrouded in clouds, and it is impossible to see the specific scene.

Yan Zhaoge seemed to be very serious when he controlled the inner crystal furnace.

At the same time, he is also extremely patient. He wants to refine a piece for himself, completely from his own heart, in line with what he has learned, and a treasure created purely by himself.

Yan Zhaoge had a plan in his heart, and he wanted to pursue the perfect result as much as possible. In the plan, this was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

In this regard, Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry. During the refining process, he was constantly fine-tuning and perfecting the original idea according to the actual situation.

In the days that followed, Yan Zhaoge lived a very fulfilling life, either cultivating martial arts to improve himself, or delving into the truth of the formation, or urging the inner crystal furnace to refine treasures.

As time flies, several months have passed.

During this period of time, Yan Zhaoge had been living in a secluded place, until after counting the days, it was almost the season when the black nightmare storm in the Western Great Desert of the Wind Region was weakening, and Yan Zhaoge just left.

"Ahu, help me contact the people from my sect over in the wind domain, and prepare some things in advance." Yan Zhaoge stretched his waist, Ahu nodded in agreement, and then went down to run errands.

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes and looked up at the forest. The dappled sunlight falling between the branches and leaves.

"The fourth lunar trial should have ended, right? I wonder what the final result will be?"

Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself. While thinking about it, he raised his legs and took a step.

The fourth lunar trial. Guangcheng Mountain was still on the sidelines and did not participate.

Although Feng Yunsheng's Taiyin body has recovered, he is still cultivating.

Whether it was Yan Zhaoge or Fu Enshu and other Guangcheng high-level powerhouses, although they were all anxious, they all tacitly agreed not to let Feng Yunsheng participate in the fourth Taiyin Trial.

For no other reason, Feng Yunsheng still needs time to make up for the gaps in the previous two years.

Opponents are also improving. And he also tried his best to move forward quickly, instead of standing in place and waiting for Feng Yunsheng to catch up.

Yan Zhaoge pondered and came to the small valley where Feng Yunsheng was.

There, as expected, Feng Yunsheng could be seen, as always, practicing diligently.

The hand holding the knife is always stable, but in the depths of his eyes, there seems to be a flame rising. more fiery.

It is often difficult for outsiders to understand that after a person has gained and lost, he has fallen to the bottom. What kind of energy will burst out when there is a lost and found opportunity in front of you.

Feng Yunsheng's mentality and will is the best choice, all the pressure has been turned into motivation, making her keep burning herself.

Even if she was not sent by Guangchengshan to participate in the Taiyin Trial for the time being, she could understand, but she just worked harder to improve herself.

Yan Zhaoge quietly stood in place, watching Feng Yunsheng practice martial arts.

on the other side. There is also another person who is practicing in a straight-forward manner.

It was a child who was not yet twelve years old. However, he has already practiced his Qi to become a gangster and stepped into the realm of a master!

Yinglong map. He successfully broke the record of Yan Di, the father of Yan Zhaoge, and became the youngest grandmaster since the record of the Eighth Great World after the Great Destruction.

At this moment, Ying Longtu was engrossed, his eyes flashed with spirituality that he usually said he didn't have, and he practiced martial arts meticulously, and his concentration was not inferior to that of Feng Yunsheng on the side.

Only at this time, he is not as dull as usual.

As he punched, the qi and blood of the majestic body rose, far exceeding most warriors of the same realm.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and watched the two of them practice boxing. In the distance, the giant panda Panpan was sitting on the ground, bored and stuffing food into his mouth. When he saw Yan Zhaoge appearing, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned towards this direction. side run.

"Following Junior Sister Feng, you will be lucky." Yan Zhaoge hugged Panpan with a smile and patted its big head.

The little black dog that Feng Yunsheng raised had already gotten along with Yan Zhaoge. Although he didn't rush up like Panpan at this time, he was also happily wagging his little tail.

After Ying Longtu finished his boxing practice, he closed the pose and saw Yan Zhaoge, his eyes also brightened, he walked towards Yan Zhaoge, and smiled shyly, "Senior Brother Yan."

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "Is there any problem during the training?"

Ying Longtu scratched his head and tried his best to summarize his own words: "I heard from a senior brother that it is difficult to balance speed and strength, and also used Cangmang Mountain and Tianlei Temple to compare, but I feel that there is something wrong with what he said. "

Yan Zhaoge smiled, Han Long'er was quite upright, but he didn't know if he had raised this question with his fellow apprentice brother in person.

"What he said is right and wrong." Yan Zhaoge explained: "It's not accurate to say that speed and strength are difficult to balance. It's also your fist. When you punch with one punch, your punch is fast, then this The power contained in the fist will not be weak.”

"It is often said that the attack of the Tianlei Temple is as fast as lightning and thunderous.

Yan Zhaoge raised his palm and stretched it forward, "But when we move, there is a problem of exerting force, and then the real attack is the combination of accumulating force and exerting force."

"But in the process of accumulating power and exerting power, it involves a choice between speed and power. In most cases, the more power is accumulated, the stronger the power, but the longer it takes."

Yan Zhaoge looked at Yinglongtu: "It is often said that Tianlei Temple and Cangmang Mountain go to extremes, one is faster and one is slower, but in fact their differences are here."

Ying Longtu nodded dumbly: "It refers to the choice of the speed of the entire process of making a move, rather than the speed of the move that has already been exerted."

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "That's right, Tianlei Temple and Cangmang Mountain, it's not so much the difference in the speed of making moves, but the difference in the speed of changing moves."

"In terms of strength and style, both of them are taking a tough path. The Tianlei Temple is more violent, and the Cangmang Mountain is more powerful."

While the two were talking, Ah Hu came to the valley and walked towards Yan Zhaoge with a full smile on his face.

"Master, I have already contacted Fengyu as you ordered." After finishing the normal report, Ah Hu said with a smile: "Also, the results of the fourth Taiyin trial have come out. Meng Wan of Shengzong has lost her hand!"

Yan Zhaoge raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me what's going on."

Ah Hu smiled happily: "Meng Wan seems to have some problem with herself, and she lost in the last round of competition."

Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly, "Anyone who watched the battle from the sect, did you bring back images with imprints and marks?"

Ah Hu nodded: "Yes."

Seeing the actual fight, Yan Zhaoge not only wasn't happy, but his face became solemn: "Whatever you are afraid of, the worst will happen." (To be continued.)