The drunkard looked indifferent and said softly: "This is the first time I've been pressed so hard. I still can't control my strength."
The punch that Jiugui just punched was equivalent to a full-strength punch in the Perfection Niwan realm, and it was also the third punch of Chasing Wind Fist.
It’s still the third level of perfection!
The drunkard estimated that the punch he just received would probably make his scalp numb even if he was in the spirit-casting realm, right?
The drunkard raised his eyelids and glanced at Bai Gu, who was covered in blood, and couldn't help but chuckle.
This kid has just entered the Tanzhong realm. Less than half of the meridians and acupoints on his body have been developed, and his physique is also shoddy, but his small body is quite resistant to beatings.
The drunkard laughed and said, "Get up if you're still alive and continue!"
Bai Gu, who was covered in blood in the distance, remained motionless.
The drunkard's eyes narrowed, "You really can't get up?"
Bai Gu was still as limp as a corpse.
The drunkard stopped talking, but raised his hand to catch a wisp of wind and snow. Several rays of green spiritual power danced beside the drunkard like butterflies, and there were sounds of wind and thunder.
Bai Gu, who was motionless at first, finally opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and struggled to get up.
Bai Gu looked very embarrassed at this time.
The right hand that had just punched was originally used to hit the young master of the Zhu family, but it was cracked by the rioting spiritual power, leaving several blood grooves. Now he received another full-force punch from Drunkard Perfection Niwan Realm, and the bones of the entire fist were shattered together with the bandage. Other parts of the body were also shaken by the huge force, causing the skin to burst open and blood to flow.
The whole person looked like he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. His whole body was soaked in blood, ranging from sallow to blood red.
Bai Gu used all his strength to barely stabilize his body.
Bai Gu's eyes were red and bloodshot at this time, and his voice was hoarse and weak, "Master, I am your apprentice, is it really okay for you to kill me like this?"
The drunkard looked disapproving, "When rivals fight each other and fight each other, who do you think will let go? Aren't they always going to kill you? Besides, if you get beaten more now, you will get less beaten in the future. At least you can resist better than others. Beat some more.”
Bai Gu twitched the corner of his mouth, and a sharp pain shot straight through Tianling Gai, making him grin.
The drunkard turned a deaf ear and said, "The punch I just punched was also the Chasing Wind Fist, and it was the third level of punching intention. In the next few days, I will keep punching until you understand the punching intention of Chasing the Wind Fist."
Bai Gu glanced at the drunkard.
The drunkard knew what Bai Gu meant, "Others are others, and I have my own teaching methods. Isn't it all said in the book? You will only understand what you read on paper, but you will definitely know that you have to practice it. What you just look at is ultimately difficult to understand. When you use it for your own use, it is only through personal experience that the impression will be more profound and the insights will be deeper.”
Bai Gu couldn't complain about the drunkard, so he was silent in his heart.
Strong words!
The drunkard let go of the wisp of wind and snow, and put away the cyan spiritual energy that was flying up and down his body, "Since you can't bear the three punches of Ni Wan and Wind Chasing Fist that you just completed, I'll lower the pressure even more."
Bai Gu just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the drunkard's demonic voice sounded again, "How about the ordinary Niwan realm plus the first punch of Chasing Wind Fist? When doing things, you have to do it step by step, so that you won't be overwhelmed. .”
Bai Gu's eyes were strange.
Master, do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Is there any difference between the perfect mud pill and the three-fold fist intention of chasing the wind just now, and the ordinary mud pill and the one-fold fist intention of chasing the wind now? I can’t even beat it, okay!
You might as well just punch me to death, so that we don't have to have so much trouble and torture.
The drunkard said calmly: "Want to give up? If it weren't for the sake of the old guy and the fact that you have some fun, I could have killed you with that punch just now."
Bai Gu stared at the drunkard with unclear emotions.
The drunkard sneered and said: "You don't have to look at me like that. I'm telling the truth. The old guy said that you have a bright mind and a clear goal in your heart, so your practice may not be unsmooth. But now It doesn’t seem like it. You have only been practicing for a few days, you have received a few punches, and you are thinking of backing down? As my apprentice, Lin Xianyu, even if you want to back down, I will beat you until you have no idea. .As for you thinking that you will be relieved if you are beaten to death by me, then I will only despise you. You are such a weakling and you deserve to be bullied. You can only take advantage of the situation to vent your anger. You will have to live under the armpits of others for the rest of your life, always being carried away. Don’t get up!”
Bai Gu responded with a sneer, "The way I choose to live is my own choice. I choose mine, and you live yours. At worst, I won't be my master and disciple, and I won't take advantage of your influence. I didn't see you when I was in trouble. You jumped out to help me, and now you jump out and talk non-stop. You are just a higher cultivation level, why are you pointing fingers at my life? When I respect you, you are my master, and you are my master. My senior. If I don’t want to respect you anymore, who do you think you are?”
The drunkard looked indifferent, "You said it so sonorously and forcefully. It seems that you are speaking from your heart and you are not convinced. It doesn't matter if you are not convinced. I will beat you until you are convinced."
Bai Gu's eyes narrowed, and then he sneered: "Want to take advantage of your high cultivation level to bully others? You are really good at it. My wife was snatched away. If you don't snatch her back quickly, you are here to bully me, who has just failed to practice. A junior for a few days. You are really highly skilled and have unparalleled swordsmanship! Earlier, Qiu Shengun said that you were a coward. I thought it was because of his rotten mouth. He relied on your cultivation to suppress you and dared not talk back. It turns out that it is. It comes from the bottom of my heart, no wonder I don’t even dare to fart!”
The drunkard narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly, "Go on, I'm listening."
Bai Gu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the drunkard to answer like this. On the contrary, it made him confused.
The drunkard chuckled and said: "You think I will be very angry, and then get angry and slap you to death? Then you underestimate me. In these years, I haven't seen anyone or heard anything. At your level, I have heard that it would make you cry if you replace both ears. A truly strong person will not care about his own flaws, only a weak person with low self-esteem will. People are not saints, how can they be without faults? Besides, Even a saint cannot guarantee that he has made no mistakes in his life. She was kidnapped because of my incompetence, but I will not make excuses to cover up my incompetence. Incompetence is incompetence, and there is nothing to explain. In the future, I will kill her with a sword on the mountain. Just take it back. As for other gossips, their existence is reasonable and their destruction cannot be completely eliminated. Just let them go and ignore them."
Bai Gu took a deep breath and said nothing.
The drunkard choked back his words with these words, what else could he say?
If you can't beat it again and again, and you can't talk it out, then let's just stop talking about it.
The drunkard glanced at him, "What about you? What is your ideal? What did you dream about practicing in the past? To travel through the world? To be free in the world? To draw a sword to help when the road is rough? Think carefully about the dream you had when you fantasized about practicing, and ask you In your own heart, what were you thinking at that time?”
Bai Gu stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips. It tasted sweet and rusty.
When I dreamed about practicing every day, wasn't it because I wanted to live longer and be able to protect Xiaoxiao?
That's all.
But now...
The drunkard added fuel to the fire at the right time, "As long as you have an ideal, of course, whether you can stick to it is another matter. It's not advisable to act in a cold way. Even if a salted fish has an ideal, he will still be a salted fish if he doesn't work hard. "
Bai Gu gritted his teeth, moved slightly, and slowly pulled out a boxing frame, but this time his left fist was in front.
The drunkard nodded slightly, stretched out a hand, and a blue spiritual power flashed on his fist.
The three-fold fist intention of Chasing the Wind Fist is to follow the wind, follow your heart, and do whatever you want.
Follow the wind!
The drunkard pushed out with a punch, and instantly came to Bai Gu's body, hitting Bai Gu's chest.
Bai Gu's whole body tensed up, his spiritual energy boiling, and he also punched him.
Then, Bai Gu flew out again, plowed a blood-red snow path, and passed out completely on the snow.
