A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2039: The defects of Chen Feng

Chapter 2039, Chen Feng’s Defects Chen Feng was relieved and said softly: "Sister, thank you very much, I almost messed up the rules just now." Han Yuer said: "You are too caring too, and caring is messy." Chen Feng took a closer look, and found that he seemed to have just passed out. He did not know about personnel, but he was not life-threatening, and he was still breathing slightly! Chen Feng carried Uncle Dao into the house, and then roughly cleaned up the houses, at least cleaned up. After that, he sat cross-legged beside Uncle Knife. A large number of Xuanhuangshi appeared in front of him, and Chen Feng pressed the Xuanhuangshi with his hand and began to absorb it. Pile after pile of Xuanhuangshi shattered, the power of Xuanhuangshi was sucked into the body by Chen Feng and transformed into the power of the dragon descending Arhat. Chen Feng's two dragon descending Arhat Light Beads gradually brightened, and his strength was slowly recovering. Here, only a small amount of light will come in, but day and night can also be distinguished. The next morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath. His strength had already recovered by 50%, and he had consumed a full 10,000 pieces of black yellow stone. A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "Ten thousand Xuanhuangshi, that's it! If you want to restore your full strength, you need twenty thousand Xuanhuangshi!" "And when I was restored to my peak strength, I hit the dragon and destroyed the world with a punch, and the 20,000 black yellowstones were gone." "This dragon descending Arhat scripture, as well as the martial arts and martial arts in it, is indeed amazing, but it consumes too much, and I really can't afford it!" "On average, one punch will knock out all the property of twenty second-tier families?" Chen Feng continued to practice again, until the afternoon, and finally supplemented the two Dragon Falling Arhat Bright Orbs to perfection, and his strength was restored to its peak again. And something that worries him a little, Uncle Dao hasn't woken up yet. Chen Feng waited for about an hour before Uncle Dao trembled violently, then woke up leisurely. The expression in his eyes was at first confused, and then there was a deep look of pain. He patted his head fiercely with both hands, his voice was low, with boundless frustration and anger: "It's over, I have become a trash, I have become a trash!" He patted his head fiercely with both hands, his face was covered with blood, and he was extremely depressed. Chen Feng took his arm and shouted loudly: "Uncle Dao, Dao, don't do this, Dao, calm down!" He desperately stopped, and finally let Uncle Dao stop. Uncle Dao looked at Chen Feng with a dull expression, shook his head and said: "Little master, the old slave is incompetent, I am afraid that the old slave will not be able to help you much in the future." "The old slave goes into a coma every other day. Only one hour is sober that day. You will fall into a coma at other times. How can the old slave help you?" Chen Feng looked at him with extremely calm eyes, and said softly: "Uncle Dao, I tell you, I tell you very clearly, I don't need you to help me!" "You are my mother's servant. What is the difference between you and your relatives if you say you are a servant?" "You are my relatives, I am capable now, so can my strength now, I don't need you to help me!" "I will raise you old! I will help you, understand?" The words Chen Feng said made Uncle Dao's whole body stagnate. He sat there blankly, looking at Chen Fengfeng in disbelief, his face flashed with deep emotion and excitement. Finally, it turned into a long sigh. He patted Chen Feng and said softly: "Little Master, you are really grown up." "My eldest lady would be very happy to see you like this!" Chen Feng smiled and said: "Uncle Dao, let's not talk about this topic, anyway, you will be happy in the future." Uncle Dao laughed loudly: "Okay, I listen to the little master, I will definitely be happier in the future." After Chen Feng's enlightenment, Uncle Dao's interest is obviously much higher, not so low. He suddenly looked at Chen Feng and said: "Little master, the old slave is boring to stay here, so he will tell you about the flaws of your practice." "The flaw in my practice?" Chen Feng raised his brows and said: "Uncle Dao, please tell me." Uncle Dao said: "Accurately speaking, it should not be the defect of your exercise method, but the defect of your own martial arts power system!" "I have seen all the moves you made yesterday. They are very strong. The latest knife you have realized is enough to kill all eight-star martial arts masters." Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes, that's the seventh sword in the Eight Desolate Silence Slash. If you reach the seventh sword, you can kill all the eight-star Martial King masters." "But you can only use one knife, don't you?" Uncle Dao said suddenly. "Yes." Chen Feng nodded bitterly: "After using a sword, my martial arts Tianhe is exhausted and can no longer be used." Uncle Dao said: "If it is true, it is no different from my guess." He said to Chen Feng again: "On the day you hit yesterday, a huge meteorite fell to the ground. There are countless lava rushing moves on the ground. They are also very powerful, but you still can only use one trick, right?" Chen Feng nodded: "Yes." "And the move you played before..." Chen Feng said in an interface: "That trick is to print the broken Sumeru Mountain." "Yin Xumi Mountain? I think you should be able to play three or four strokes, but only three or four strokes." Chen Feng nodded: "Yes, Uncle Dao, you can see clearly." Uncle Dao smiled and said: "Besides, you don't have any attacking moves anymore. The punches you hit are very messy and unstructured, just like people who don't know martial arts, they are just punches. Hit out with one punch!" Chen Feng still nodded. He found that Uncle Dao’s eyes were really sharp, and he could easily see all his flaws~IndoMTL.com~ So, young master, what you lack most now is one kind. It does not consume too much power, but at the same time there are regular moves with sufficient power. " "These regular moves are enough for you to deal with warriors below the Eight-Star Martial King. You can use others when you meet the Eight-Star Martial King!" Chen Feng nodded, Uncle Dao was right. "Moreover, in this case, you will have no problem pretending to be another identity in the future, and you won't be recognized as soon as you act." "I have a very suitable boxing technique here. Although this set of boxing techniques is very simple, it can communicate the power of heaven and earth. If it is practiced well, it will be of great use in the future." Chen Feng asked: "Uncle Dao, are you teaching me now?" Uncle Dao shook his head and said: "Now your strength is not enough." "Ah? My power is not enough?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. His power has always been extremely strong, and since he had the blood of a giant in his body, that power has become even more powerful.

Chapter 2039, Chen Feng’s Defects

Chen Feng was relieved and said softly: "Sister, thank you very much, I almost messed up the rules just now."

Han Yuer said: "You are too caring too, and caring is messy."

Chen Feng took a closer look, and found that he seemed to have just passed out. He did not know about personnel, but he was not life-threatening, and he was still breathing slightly!

Chen Feng carried Uncle Dao into the house, and then roughly cleaned up the houses, at least cleaned up.

After that, he sat cross-legged beside Uncle Knife.

A large number of Xuanhuangshi appeared in front of him, and Chen Feng pressed the Xuanhuangshi with his hand and began to absorb it.

Pile after pile of Xuanhuangshi shattered, the power of Xuanhuangshi was sucked into the body by Chen Feng and transformed into the power of the dragon descending Arhat.

Chen Feng's two dragon descending Arhat Light Beads gradually brightened, and his strength was slowly recovering.

Here, only a small amount of light will come in, but day and night can also be distinguished.

The next morning, Chen Feng opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a suffocating breath. His strength had already recovered by 50%, and he had consumed a full 10,000 pieces of black yellow stone.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "Ten thousand Xuanhuangshi, that's it! If you want to restore your full strength, you need twenty thousand Xuanhuangshi!"

"And when I was restored to my peak strength, I hit the dragon and destroyed the world with a punch, and the 20,000 black yellowstones were gone."

"This dragon descending Arhat scripture, as well as the martial arts and martial arts in it, is indeed amazing, but it consumes too much, and I really can't afford it!"

"On average, one punch will knock out all the property of twenty second-tier families?"

Chen Feng continued to practice again, until the afternoon, and finally supplemented the two Dragon Falling Arhat Bright Orbs to perfection, and his strength was restored to its peak again.

And something that worries him a little, Uncle Dao hasn't woken up yet.

Chen Feng waited for about an hour before Uncle Dao trembled violently, then woke up leisurely.

The expression in his eyes was at first confused, and then there was a deep look of pain.

He patted his head fiercely with both hands, his voice was low, with boundless frustration and anger: "It's over, I have become a trash, I have become a trash!"

He patted his head fiercely with both hands, his face was covered with blood, and he was extremely depressed.

Chen Feng took his arm and shouted loudly: "Uncle Dao, Dao, don't do this, Dao, calm down!"

He desperately stopped, and finally let Uncle Dao stop.

Uncle Dao looked at Chen Feng with a dull expression, shook his head and said: "Little master, the old slave is incompetent, I am afraid that the old slave will not be able to help you much in the future."

"The old slave goes into a coma every other day. Only one hour is sober that day. You will fall into a coma at other times. How can the old slave help you?"

Chen Feng looked at him with extremely calm eyes, and said softly: "Uncle Dao, I tell you, I tell you very clearly, I don't need you to help me!"

"You are my mother's servant. What is the difference between you and your relatives if you say you are a servant?"

"You are my relatives, I am capable now, so can my strength now, I don't need you to help me!"

"I will raise you old! I will help you, understand?"

The words Chen Feng said made Uncle Dao's whole body stagnate.

He sat there blankly, looking at Chen Fengfeng in disbelief, his face flashed with deep emotion and excitement.

Finally, it turned into a long sigh.

He patted Chen Feng and said softly: "Little Master, you are really grown up."

"My eldest lady would be very happy to see you like this!"

Chen Feng smiled and said: "Uncle Dao, let's not talk about this topic, anyway, you will be happy in the future."

Uncle Dao laughed loudly: "Okay, I listen to the little master, I will definitely be happier in the future."

After Chen Feng's enlightenment, Uncle Dao's interest is obviously much higher, not so low.

He suddenly looked at Chen Feng and said: "Little master, the old slave is boring to stay here, so he will tell you about the flaws of your practice."

"The flaw in my practice?" Chen Feng raised his brows and said: "Uncle Dao, please tell me."

Uncle Dao said: "Accurately speaking, it should not be the defect of your exercise method, but the defect of your own martial arts power system!"

"I have seen all the moves you made yesterday. They are very strong. The latest knife you have realized is enough to kill all eight-star martial arts masters."

Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes, that's the seventh sword in the Eight Desolate Silence Slash. If you reach the seventh sword, you can kill all the eight-star Martial King masters."

"But you can only use one knife, don't you?" Uncle Dao said suddenly.

"Yes." Chen Feng nodded bitterly: "After using a sword, my martial arts Tianhe is exhausted and can no longer be used."

Uncle Dao said: "If it is true, it is no different from my guess."

He said to Chen Feng again: "On the day you hit yesterday, a huge meteorite fell to the ground. There are countless lava rushing moves on the ground. They are also very powerful, but you still can only use one trick, right?"

Chen Feng nodded: "Yes."

"And the move you played before..."

Chen Feng said in an interface: "That trick is to print the broken Sumeru Mountain."

"Yin Xumi Mountain? I think you should be able to play three or four strokes, but only three or four strokes."

Chen Feng nodded: "Yes, Uncle Dao, you can see clearly."

Uncle Dao smiled and said: "Besides, you don't have any attacking moves anymore. The punches you hit are very messy and unstructured, just like people who don't know martial arts, they are just punches. Hit out with one punch!"

Chen Feng still nodded. He found that Uncle Dao’s eyes were really sharp, and he could easily see all his flaws~IndoMTL.com~ So, young master, what you lack most now is one kind. It does not consume too much power, but at the same time there are regular moves with sufficient power. "

"These regular moves are enough for you to deal with warriors below the Eight-Star Martial King. You can use others when you meet the Eight-Star Martial King!"

Chen Feng nodded, Uncle Dao was right.

"Moreover, in this case, you will have no problem pretending to be another identity in the future, and you won't be recognized as soon as you act."

"I have a very suitable boxing technique here. Although this set of boxing techniques is very simple, it can communicate the power of heaven and earth. If it is practiced well, it will be of great use in the future."

Chen Feng asked: "Uncle Dao, are you teaching me now?"

Uncle Dao shook his head and said: "Now your strength is not enough."

"Ah? My power is not enough?" Chen Feng raised his eyebrows. His power has always been extremely strong, and since he had the blood of a giant in his body, that power has become even more powerful.