The Unconventional Legend

It's finally over!

I touched the bottom layer of Zuo Xiaoduo...

But Wen Xingtian was completely stupid, and he was stunned!

This is... directly pressed to one-twentieth? Or how much?

Actually... only the thin layer at the bottom is left?

How can it be pressed here?

And this kid hasn't exploded yet?

Still complaining that the suppression failed...

Wen Xingtian for a while, actually felt that he was not emotional...

That's right, I just don't know what emotions I have, I'm completely at a loss.

and also……

I wipe, are you still foggy here?

However, it seems that it has not turned into a cloud, and it is still fog, but how can it be suppressed to such a point?

Wen Xingtian kept his vitality in Zuo Xiaoduo's dantian, and asked aloud, "You told me to press down here, and you can't hold back, what do you mean?"

As he said that, he used his own vital energy to press down, yes, he really couldn't hold it down, even he couldn't shake it!

Because Zuo Xiaoduo didn't feel the slightest bit, it didn't hurt at all, and of course there was no compression fluctuation.

"Yeah, it's just pressed here, it can't be compressed any longer... Haha... Teacher Wen, why don't you use more force, it's so itchy, it makes me want to fart..." Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but ask laughed.

Wen Xingtian still took back his vitality with a dazed expression, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo, his cheeks were shaking slightly.

Want to fart? !

Fuck your farts!

Wen Xingtian meditated with his knees crossed to perform exercise.

He forced his eyeballs that almost popped out, and closed his eyelids to control them in their sockets.

Trying hard to calm down the stormy waves in my heart, and exploring a student's meridians, I almost made Lao Tzu's mentality unbalanced and go crazy...

What are you, this can't be suppressed? Can't be suppressed?

Well, it really can't be suppressed, it can't be suppressed!

"You're depressed...that's all?"

Wen Xingtian stared at Zuo Xiaoduo: "It's just... can't be pressed down here?"

"Yeah." Zuo Xiaoduo bowed his head in frustration.

"Tell me, how exactly did you press it?" Wen Xingtian still feels incredible, you have pressed it into a cake, and it's a solid one that's been hard for a few days, what else can it do? Press down?

This one press is equal to eight times by others?

Wen Xingtian's words had such a faint tone of asking for advice!

It's really unimaginable.

"How can I suppress my true essence... It's just so hard, but in the final stage, the pain is one aspect... But I couldn't suppress it, so I came up with an idea and did it myself with spiritual energy in my dantian. A hammer, and then starting from the side, smashing down with hammer after hammer, what does that sentence say, um, after a thousand trials and tribulations, it turns into steel..."

Zuo Xiaoduo explained his method, and then asked nervously: "Mr. Wen, the next suppression... How should we suppress it?"

"..."

Wen Xingtian touched his chin and lowered his head as if in deep thought, but what he thought was that Zuo Xiaoduo must not see the expression in his eyes.

Then he took out a water glass from his space ring, unscrewed it, took a sip of water, and immediately...

"Cough cough cough..."

Wen Xingtian coughed violently.

There was an urge to almost kill someone in my heart, I've never seen such an act of pretense!

! ! !

I really want to kill him!

But I want to kiss him again!

Wen Xingtian clearly knew that Zuo Xiaoduo really thought he couldn't hold back, and that he had not yet reached the standard...

There is no doubt about this.

Zuo Xiaoduo is really not trying to force himself.

but……

Who the **** set this guy's standards so high?

who is it? !

Dare to stand up? !

I must not kill you!

Looking up again, Wen Xingtian's eyes have returned to calm and deep, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo and asking, "Who told you to be so stressed?"

Zuo Xiaoduo looked confused: "Mr. Qin Fangyang and I said that. When the martial master suppressed the realm... That's what Mr. Qin said. I entered the realm quickly, and I didn't know the key, so I was about to break through. Fortunately, Mr. Qin interrupted me in time and asked me to suppress it as many times as possible... Tell me, do your best, and use all means to suppress..."

Wen Xingtian secretly said in his heart: This teacher Qin is indeed a powerful character in the legend! Awesome!

I just heard Zuo Xiaoduo say: "My sister said the same thing. At that time, I was suppressing the martial artist to break through the innate realm, and she was in the realm of suppressing fetal breath... She also said the same..."

When Zuo Xiaonian said: Use all your strength to press! The lower the pressure, the better! The more times the better!

"Uh……"

Wen Xingtian frowned and said, "Just press it like this? But... hit it with a hammer? What do you think?"

Wen Xingtian broke out in a cold sweat after thinking about it. This extreme approach, if it wasn't for Zuo Xiaoduo's profound background, the toughness of the meridians, and the spaciousness, it would be superhuman... not right!

Even so, it should have exploded several times earlier!

Since ancient times, who has dared to move the hammer in his dantian?

The **** has been tempered and turned into steel, which is simply because he thinks that he is dying too slowly!

This is like a comparison: practice the knife in one's own brain!

But this guy just smashed wildly in his dantian with a sledgehammer like this, but he did such a miracle!

Wen Xingtian thought about this, but he couldn't figure it out.

Because the human meridian Dantian is absolutely unbearable!

Can't stand it no matter what!

But there is a living example that can withstand it!

This made the well-informed Wen Xingtian a little confused, feeling that his worldview was slowly collapsing...

"The idea of ​​smashing with a hammer is what I thought...Isn't it impossible to suppress it in the end..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was very aggrieved and said: "When it is about one-tenth of the pressure, it can't be suppressed, but its essence is still fog, how can it not be suppressed?"

"Before, by chance, I once saw a senior craftsman, who is a superb forging method, forging a hundred steel, a thousand gold, I really had no other choice, so I made my own hammer and painted it like this. The gourd was smashed all over the place, but after smashing it for so long, the effect is only like this, hey... the fog is still fog, it doesn't turn into clouds, and it doesn't turn into liquid..."

Zuo Xiaoduo was quite dissatisfied with his current progress.

Why can't you climb to the top?

What if it could be smashed into solid form now...

"The effect is only like this..."

Wen Xingtian murmured: "The word 'only' is really good to use."

Just seeing this, Wen Xingtian has already determined that at this level of suppression by this kid, the entire continent... um, or since the creation of the world, it has never happened!

Unprecedented, No. 1 in the world!

Or, there may not be a follower later!

"The first time I set foot on the thorny road, I suppressed it to such a degree..."

Wen Xingtian muttered to himself, and his thoughts were out of his mind. In fact, Wen Xingtian's thoughts were still floating in the air, constantly bursting.

"First time?" Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.

Wen Xingtian frowned: "What?"

"This is not the first time..."

Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Mr. Wen, I told you before that you can't hold back, and you can't move forward... Today, this is the third time."

"Cough cough cough..."

Wen Xingtian's divine soul was directly shaken back to his orifices, and his eyes bulged all of a sudden: "The third time?!"

Wen Xingtian felt that he was in the most unstable day today, and he was destroyed one after another!

"Yeah, this is the third time."

Zuo Xiaoduo was apprehensive and said, "According to this kind of suppression, I'm afraid I can only suppress it twenty times at most... Isn't this a little bit?"

"Is it a little bit?" Wen Xingtian muttered this sentence, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

It can only be suppressed twenty times! ?

Only! ?

These words are so well used!

Isn't it a little bit... This sentence is really wonderful.

Do you know that you can compare to others seven or eight times this time, dear?

Twenty times, you can beat others two hundred times, dear!

"Actually...it's already pretty decent...it's okay."

After holding it for a long time, Wen Xingtian finally choked out such a sentence. He felt that he could live with these three words, which was also wonderful.

I have to say that both the teacher and the apprentice learned the language well.

"Passable? Really?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said humbly, "Mr. Wen, can you explain it to me in detail?"

Seeing that the boy's face suddenly softened, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Xingtian only felt powerless to complain, lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Well, with your current level of compression of true essence, you can still rank among the geniuses. Well... it's not enough, but it's more than the next..."

"I know you've done your best. Basically, it's okay. Just do it in the future."

"I won't intervene. After all, my help is external force. Using external force to help the seedlings will not be good for your future. This is the truth... You understand?"

Wen Xingtian coughed and said.

"Understood, I understand." Zuo Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't hold back before, and it really scared him.

It seems that my potential is like this!

Hearing Wen Xingtian say this at this moment, a stone finally fell to the ground.

"How many times did you suppress ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ when you broke through the innate realm of martial arts?" Wen Xingtian was suddenly curious about this question.

"It must be more than this number!"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "I don't remember very clearly at the time... It should have been about 30 times, but at that time there was only an uncontrollable state, although there was also pain, but it was not as painful as it is now, it really hurt... …”

"Thirty or so times..."

Wen Xingtian stood up staggeringly, only to feel like a puddle of water swaying in his head, clucking, and there was the sound of the tide in his head.

"If possible, continue this state of suppression."

Wen Xingtian stood with his hands behind his back, trying to maintain a light expression on his face, and said in a calm tone: "I heard you say that you can't suppress it, I thought why... Now it seems that you are asking too much of yourself. If it’s high, it’s basically okay, but it’s important to know that manpower is sometimes poor, and when it reaches the limit, it’s the limit, so there’s no need to force more.”

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