Chapter 760 They Don’t Believe

Bullying the weak?

The Iron-faced Judge looked at each other and then laughed.

"I like this."

"Bullying the weak is my hobby and my strong point."

Luo Feng looked at the two guys who were laughing non-stop, "I feel relieved if you have this mentality. However, I have to add two words. In the martial arts world, there are three religions, five sects and nine schools, and there are seven evil sects of Canmo and the evil school. The last time we dealt with in Baiyun Mountain, we were just a group of little lolita who were at the bottom of the nine schools. This time, the enemy has five sects, and there may even be three religions."

"Destroy as many as come." The Iron-faced Judge was full of heroic spirit.

"If you can't beat them, run away. Anyway, we are not famous in the martial arts world." The Judge also said it in an extremely heroic manner.

Go to your sister!

Luo Feng squinted his eyes and smiled at the two people, "You have a good fighting spirit. Then, I will give you a warm reminder. In the battle three days later, you can only use the kung fu you just learned and your internal strength. You are not allowed to use physical strength."

"What!"

"Fuck!"

The two widened their eyes at the same time.

"Boss, aren't you trying to trick us? We don't have any internal energy."

"This is not a pit, it's an ocean blue hole!"

Feeling the resentful look in the two men's eyes, Luo Feng smiled even more happily.

"Isn't there still three days left? With your talents, plus the physique reshaped by the Precious Blood Pill, three days are enough for you to make a world-shaking difference." Luo Feng spoke loudly.

The two men still looked at Luo Feng in confusion.

Do you think we are three-year-old children?

After a moment, Luo Feng could only wave his hand, "Okay, in the battle three days later, unless you have no choice, you can only use internal energy, is that okay?"

Defeated to these two idiots.

The two men put away their resentful eyes and looked at Luo Feng expectantly.

"Judge, you are good at the iron pen." Luo Feng threw an ancient book to the judge, "The inner strength I will teach you is the "Heart Sutra of Prajna",

This is a peerless skill left by a Buddhist master. At that time, the Buddhist master was just an unknown person who copied scriptures in the Buddhist Sutra Pavilion, but later he realized the truth and created the "Heart Sutra of Prajna" and the "Silver Dragon Seven Changes". This set of skills is based on the pen. It is said to be seven changes, but in fact it is ever-changing. This is a top-grade earth-level martial arts. What is the concept of top-grade earth-level? The strongest martial arts in the three religions are only top-grade earth-level."

"Damn! Envy, jealousy and hatred." Tiemian looked at the ancient book in the judge's hand with shining eyes, and then turned to look at Luo Feng, "Boss, my handwriting is also beautiful, why don't I practice this "Silver Dragon Seven Changes"?"

Tiemian looked at Luo Feng eagerly.

Huh!

Another ancient book was thrown over.

"Don't envy the judge, your "Yaoyang Magic Art" is also a top-grade earth-level martial art! It was created by the master of a school, Ziyang Zhenren, and once shocked the world." In fact, Luo Feng was also lying with his eyes wide open. He didn't know whether this was true or not. It was all told to him by Jiuchi Laodao. Luo Feng had never even heard of Ziyang Zhenren in the martial arts world. Anyway, Luo Feng was just copying Jiuchi Laodao's original words.

"The "Yaoyang Magic Art" contains a unique martial art, the Yaoyang Palm!" Luo Feng's eyes were blazing, "It is said that when the Yaoyang Palm is used to its extreme, it is like nine scorching suns appearing in the palm of your hand at the same time, with extremely powerful power."

"Really?" Tiemian immediately flipped through the ancient book in his hand impatiently.

"If I practice the Yaoyang Magic Art to its extreme... I will never be afraid of power outages in the middle of the night again."

"..."

Luo Feng turned his head.

The judge walked away silently, cherishing his life and staying away from idiots.

On the top of the mountain, Luo Feng sat cross-legged.

Night fell quietly.

On Luo Feng's left and right, the Iron-faced Judge was studying the martial arts they had just acquired.

Both of them had just come into contact with the martial arts world, and there were many things they didn't understand during their practice. Fortunately, Luo Feng's practice of the Purple Qi from the East was profound and extensive, and he had practiced for a long time, so he could answer their questions one by one.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

"Haha! I have cultivated internal strength." Iron-faced laughed out loud, excited and excited.

Almost at the same time, the judge also opened his eyes, "I also have a trace of internal strength in my body."

If the people in the martial arts world knew about this, they would probably cry.

Some people need a year or even several years from contacting martial arts to cultivating internal strength.

Cultivating internal strength within half a year has a good future.

Cultivating internal strength within three months is a genius.

Cultivating internal strength within two months is a genius that only appears once in ten years.

Cultivating internal strength within a month is a peerless genius that all the great men of the three religions have to come out to grab.

And the Iron-faced Judge cultivated his inner strength in just a few hours...

These two are just two living perverts!

No one would believe it unless they saw it with their own eyes.

Luo Feng also had only a vague understanding of the martial arts world. He didn't know what it meant for these two to cultivate their inner strength in such a short time. He was just a little jealous of their luck.

When he was cultivating the Purple Air from the East, no one guided him, but it took a lot of energy to cultivate his inner strength.

Comparing people is so annoying!

After cultivating their inner strength, the two were more excited and stayed on the mountain all night. Luo Feng naturally didn't leave either, and was also studying his own Purple Air from the East.

He was just one step away from the second level of perfection, but it was not easy to break through this layer of membrane.

One night passed.

Swoosh! Swish! Swish!

It was still dark, and on the top of the mountain, the figure of the judge flickered like a phantom.

He was practicing "Silver Dragon Seven Transformations"!

At the same time, on the other side, Tiemian's expression was also extremely serious, gesturing with his palms and studying Yaoyang Palm.

Luo Feng wanted to cry a little.

How long did it take him to break through the first level of Ziqi Donglai?

But Tiemian Judge, overnight, broke through the first level of their respective cultivation methods.

Tiemian's internal strength has reached the peak of the second level of Mingjin.

The judge was even more abnormal, and at this time he was already Mingjin third level.

They only practiced for one night!

Of course, classmate Luo Feng only thought about being jealous of others, and didn't know that he practiced Ziqi Donglai magic to the second level and nearly perfected it within a year. What does this mean...

The sky gradually brightened.

The boat of Xixi Wetland Park swayed over.

"Sister, look, there are actually three people on the top of the mountain today." Xiaoyu exclaimed.

Time gradually passed.

The Iron-faced Judge and the other man were already obsessed with cultivation, while Jiang Yilei waited all night, and finally, on this morning, Master Jiang Ziyi rushed back from outside.

"If the news this time is still false, you are dead." This was the first sentence Jiang Ziyi said after seeing Jiang Yilei.

Jiang Yilei's mouth twitched fiercely, and he did not dare to refute. He lowered his head and said hurriedly, "Master Jiang, I have made an appointment with Luo Feng. Three days, no, today is only two days. Two days later, on Yuhuang Mountain, let the warriors of the world settle the grudge with him."

"Has the news spread?" Jiang Ziyi frowned.

Jiang Yilei wanted to cry but had no tears, "It has spread, but... they don't believe it!"