I’m a Courteous and Honorable Man, Not a Devil: Forty-eight, gambling! Ni Kun is a good boy
"Sect of the Sect... Ni Kun, your idea...I just want to earn more spirit stones?"
Yang Shaopeng looked at Ni Kun strangely.
Ni Kun did not disguise, frankly admitted: "General Mingjian, disciples think so."
"Then, if you really start what you call a sect, what realm should you participate in?"
Ni Kun pondered for a while, just like how much sacrifice was made, resolutely said:
"Although the disciples didn't even have an introduction to the first level of gas refining, I don't mind challenging the difficulty. It is also possible to participate in the competition of disciples in the refining realm."
Yang Shaopeng rolled his eyes with anger: "Your kid wants to be beautiful. You can even die with a bronze armor. Which disciple of Refining Realm is your opponent? You are kind of saying that you are challenging... "
Nikun will not understand this: "Is the copper armor corpse very powerful?"
Yang Shaopeng said: "The iron armor corpses that have grown to the top can hardly cope with the 9th layer of gas refining. The successful bronze armor corpse demons have at least the early Daoji monks, and they still have spiritual weapons in their hands. It is possible to kill it. It is not possible to get close. Once you are within ten feet of the bronze armor, it is likely that the defeat was the monk of the early Dawkey."
Ni Kun was surprised by surprise: "Then I killed the copper armor corpse with a hard punch, didn't it mean that...I can already hang Doujie?"
Now Yang Shaopeng is not happy: "Come here, let's make a gesture, see if you can hang me! I'm just a medium-term road foundation..."
"Oh, why should General Yang be so excited? The disciple just said casually, it was not true." Ni Kun carried his hands and smiled with a smile on his face.
looked at his reserved smile of "I didn't beat you, just leave you a little face", Yang Shaopeng was so angry that his teeth tickled: "Good boy, so, let's have a "private comparison", you If you can win me, I will reward you with a inferior spirit stone."
"Hehe." Ni Kun smiled lightly and calmly: "Private fighting is prohibited in the army, General Yang is a general, don't take the lead in making mistakes. Besides, General Yang is too small to look at me. , My Ni Kun..."
Yang Shaopeng gritted his teeth: "A middle grade spirit stone!"
Ni Kun took the previous words calmly and smoothly and naturally: "But since the general has orders, the disciples have to respect and not obey. But... What should the military law prohibiting private fighting say?"
Yang Shaopeng said: "I am a general and you are a disciple of a **** soldier. The general points to a disciple of a **** soldier and consults with a disciple of a **** soldier. As long as the point is reached, it will not be considered a private fight.
Ni Kunwei nodded: "So, the disciple is willing to fight against the general."
"Okay!" Yang Shaopeng smiled strangely, suddenly rose into the air, and immediately reached the height of Baizhang.
He was condescending and overlooked Ni Kun. He laughed: "Come, hang me!"
"……"
Looking at Yang Shaopeng, who is more than 300 meters away from the ground, Ni Kun's mouth twitched slightly, and he was speechless for a moment.
"Is it too high? Hahaha, let alone this general bully you, I can come down a little bit more!"
Yang Shaopeng laughed and dropped a little more than ten feet, still more than eighty feet from the ground.
"Take a shot." Yang Shaopeng carried his hands on his back and stood in the air: "This general does not want to bully the small, so you will make three moves!"
"The last person who made me three moves, the grave head grass is a few feet tall!"
Ni Kun's heart is sullen, but there is still no way-eighty or so feet away, he still can't fly, he can't reach it at all!
No matter how many magics he only knows, or ordinary martial arts, or the black tiger's heart, the thunder in his palm, there is no such long range!
So that’s why, gas monks don’t pay much attention to body exercises.
Ni Kun can use his destructive power to blast a copper armored corpse with his destructive power. It is very possible to kill a monk in the early or even middle period of Daojie instantly within ten feet.
Once the other party flies to the sky and pulls away the distance, it doesn’t even need to be as far away as Yang Shaopeng, but only hangs in the air for a dozen or twenty feet, and now Ni Kun has no choice.
"Yang Shaopeng hadn’t been **** before, the limits of physical exercises were really great... But my unnamed exercises are currently only unlocked to the second level, who knows when I unlock to the third level Will there be flying ability, long-range killing tricks? Other people's physical exercises may not be promising, but my Ni Kun's unnamed exercises must be promising!"
Although he has some doubts about the longevity of the unnamed exercises he brought through, he is still very confident in combat.
It is only temporarily that the degree of practice cultivation is not enough to unlock, so this embarrassing situation now appears.
While Ni Kun was sitting on the wax, Yang Shaopeng admired enough of his embarrassed expression, and suddenly raised his finger: "Since you don’t shoot, the general will shoot! Rest assured, it won’t hurt you!"
said, a small Mars burst out of the fingertips, Mars rose up against the wind, and in a blink of an eye became a small fireball with a big fist, if the flaming meteor generally swooped down from the sky, screaming at Ni Kun .
When the small fireball was still a long way from Ni Kun, a scorching air wave was coming, and Ni Kun only felt that his hair was about to be scorched.
This fireball doesn’t look great, but its power is not small enough to easily bombard a monk with nine layers of gas refining and wearing armor.
Of course, Yang Shaopeng cannot really hurt Ni Kun.
He just wanted to control the fireball from a distance, hover the fireball an inch in front of Ni Kun, and then fly around his head a few times, so as to scare him a little, and let him respect Douglas more. In the future, don’t move and “hang”.
However, when the fireball flew three feet in front of Ni Kun, Ni Kun suddenly raised his hand and struck a claw with lightning.
When the claws came out, there were winds and a fierce tiger roaring.
Black Tiger takes heart!
Poof!
Ni Kun grabbed the fireball with one paw, and combined five fingers together, like squeezing an ordinary snowball, and squeezed the fireball into a fine ball of Mars.
"General's little fireball...Is it intentionally using only the strength of gas refining?"
Ni Kun throws away a few sparking stars in his hand and looks confused.
"……"
Yang Shaopeng expressionless, glanced quietly at Ni Kun that didn’t even have a scorch mark, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and forced a haha:
"Hahaha... Exactly! I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you, so I deliberately suppressed myself, and only exerted the strength of the gas refining layer! Well, magic is too powerful, it is not easy to control after casting, to avoid accidental injury. , I don’t need the stronger magic, let’s use the device. Rest assured, I only use the common device.”
Yang Shaopeng took a long sword from the storage bag, "This is just a weapon for refining Qi, but you still have to be careful, look!"
As soon as the words fell, the long sword flew out and turned into a gleam of snow, piercing Ni Kun's door.
Yang Shaopeng was about to control this magic weapon long sword, and circled around Ni Kun's neck-anyway, he had a neck armor protection on his neck. With Yang Shaopeng's control, it would only destroy the neck armor at most, it would not be true Ni Kun was injured.
However...
吀！
A clash of gold and iron clashes, Ni Kun's claws, and if Yunlong claws, he will hold the long sword in his hands.
The sword was caught in his hand by him, like a living snake, struggling to bounce, trying to continue to advance forward.
When struggling, the blade kept cutting Ni Kun’s palm, making a harsh metal friction sound, and bursting out a little brilliant Mars, but Ni Kun’s palm just made more white marks and slightly broken the oil skin.
"You are real leather..."
Ni Kun said indifferently, his five fingers suddenly made a mistake, and with a click, the sword body shattered.
choking, two broken swords fell to the ground.
Ni Kun spread his hand, causing the blade fragments to slowly fall from his palm, and at the same time looked up at Yang Shaopeng: "General, this sword is too brittle, and it is the lowest-order ordinary thing? Shouldn't I pay for it?"
Yang Shaopeng's eyes jumped and turned and flew away: "Today's gambling is over, we are a tie!"
Ni Kun raised his hand for retention: "General and so on, what about spirit stones? After winning a middle-grade spirit stone, should a tie give me five lower-grade spirit stones?"
Yang Shaopeng's voice came from far away:
"The old man is letting you understand? The old man still has a lot of power. magic is not displayed, and the magic weapon is not illuminated, otherwise you think you can really tie me? Spirit stone? You dream, what is in your dream? Both!"
"In order to be ridiculous, I can actually look like a teenager and call myself "old man" according to the actual age..."
Ni Kun aweed: "I admire! It's losing!"
......
The tall tower in the middle of the city is a room with simple and almost simple decoration.
Zhao Muyang stood in front of a bronze mirror and was talking to the mirror.
“……The crack channel of the Wanxian Cave has been sealed for brothers. There will be no similar cracks in the same area for the time being. But in recent years, the crack channel of the Goulian Cave has become more frequent. This year, only more than September has passed, and there have been five similar incidents within a thousand miles of Dao Bingyuan alone. Fortunately, it was found in time and never caused a major disaster..."
On the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, the image of Chao Feng, the first of the criminal law hall, is vividly presented.
He listened to Zhao Muyang’s repayment and was silent for a while before he said slowly: "The situation is difficult, Brother is working hard."
Zhao Muyang shook his head: "It’s okay to work hard. I used to be a general, and I lay on the ice outside the fortress and tasted snow with my army. It’s much harder than this. , I owe it to the world and cause and effect. If necessary, it’s all right to take my life. I only worry about..."
He paused. He didn’t go on. He only sighed heavily. There was an unshakable worry on his mighty face.
Chao Feng did not say much about this topic, only asked him: "How about Ni Kun?"
"Ni Kun..." Zhao Muyang pondered for a while: "He is a good boy."
Chao Feng's brow moved slightly: "Good boy?"
"In the face of strong enemies, he is unhurried, confident, calm, yet domineering, and he is very general."
Zhao Muyang's eyes showed a smile, a trace of memory: "My child, if he could survive... he should also be like Ni Kun..."
Chao Feng reminded: "Brother, please don't use emotions. Ni Kun's inheritance..."
Mr. Zhao Muyang put a big hand: "No matter whether his inheritance is related to the foreign realm, the strength he exerts is the power of the evil evil demons, the grand and majestic, such as the strong sun is high, and it is just like my Xuanyang. The door style is also the strength that my Xuanyang Sect and even Middle-earth Heaven and Earth need. I am optimistic about the child and decided to cultivate him with all my strength."
"Is this..." Chao Feng said silently for a while, and slowly said: "Brother Brother has led the army for many years~IndoMTL.com~ There are countless people, and the eyes of the law are like a torch. Even if the brother is optimistic, the brother will not say much."
"Brother, rest assured, teach him well for the Brotherhood."
Chao Feng nodded slightly, and didn't say more, and disconnected the communication.
After Chao Feng's image on the mirror surface was dimmed, Zhao Muyang strode out and saw Yang Shaopeng waiting outside.
"Give him the spirit stone?"
"Yes, Master."
"What does he say?"
"He said Master rewards and penalties are clear, he admires."
"Hey!" Zhao Muyang smiled: "Why is this awkward to listen to? Master Jindan, the general, shouldn't the kid admire me?"
Yang Shaopeng also smiled and asked, "Master, Ni Kun can already be counted as an immediate combat force. Can he be sent to Wan Yao Cave?"
Zhao Muyang said lightly: "No."
"Why?" Yang Shaopeng was puzzled: "Although Ni Kun's physical training has limitations, he can't go far, but even if his disciples face him, if he doesn't do his best, he might take him helpless. Furthermore, he With the power to ward off evil spirits and kill the copper armor..."
Zhao Muyang raised his hand to interrupt him:
"His thunder punch still needs to accumulate a few punches, and can’t be sent at will, nor can it be fired continuously. I see that every time he punches, he consumes a lot. When will he wait without it? Charge up, punch freely, and fire serially...that's when he can go to Wan Yao Cave."
Yang Shaopeng nodded: "Disciples understand."
Zhao Muyang said again: "Also, doesn't he want more spirit stones? You will arrange more tasks for him. The tasks that Daoji's early monks can only do can also be arranged for him."
"Yes!" Yang Shaopeng arched his hand.
【Seeking a ticket~! Glory compares to help~! 】