run.

According to Prison Dragon, the purpose of the power stage is to purify one's own power.

After practicing for eight consecutive days outside the prison dragon, Xumenyi mastered the force-generating technique of Longsha and officially entered the seventh stage - force.

In the dojo, a muscular figure was constantly waving his fists and kicks, practicing the basic martial arts moves of Ryusumen.

"Fight? Who the hell is fighting him?" Prison Dragon's beard blew, "You are old or stupid! You can use both tactics to show how strong he is."

"Next, you have to teach him the melee assassination technique in the hidden weapon technique - Dragon Evil!" the prison dragon said solemnly.

Such talent...

It was a simple attack, even if it was using force, the Prison Dragon still showed a lot of nervousness.

It does not mean that you have to end up converting all the body's power into Qi, and then filter out the impurities in it.

"After Qi is refined, it is still Qi. It has to be reorganized and restored into force. Only when the power of impurities is eliminated can it be the pure power. Soft Qi and hard power, you are still early, why are you slowing down?" Prison Dragon Pendulum

Waving his hands.

drink!!

Zhuang Yijing maintained that posture, her face flushed, her eyes filled with tears. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, and she looked steadily over there.

"If I were to beat you, if I were my opponent, what if...you guys would come and try to show me off too?" Ling Xin's eyes flashed, and she thought of a bad idea.

Xu Menyi used one hand to unload his moves, and came up with more than a dozen moves in a row. He found that the opponent was really serious and had no other thoughts on his mind. He was really focusing on the moves.

The prison dragon left quickly.

"I understand." Xumenyi nodded and harvested his evil thoughts.

There was absolutely no sense of obscenity afterwards. It seemed like he was really here to practice boxing.

Prison Dragon stepped forward and punched Xumenyi in the waist.

It was getting later and later, and the lights under the dojo turned into seven turbid lamp posts on the heat haze.

"Okay, okay...it's a bad day today, so I need to come and try my hand first and see how it goes.

Ling Xinyi understood what I meant, which was to practice with myself.

Then two minutes ago, it was Xu Menyi who attacked.

"..." Xumenyi opened his eyes, knowing what happened.

"Come on, let's finish applying the ointment." The prison dragon put aside the rest of his life and finished helping Xu Menyi train the Dragon Demon.

After a small drink, Ling Xin raised her leg and kicked it sideways.

She was wearing a white close-fitting combat uniform, which was soaked with sweat. Her long hair was tied into a low ponytail, swaying slightly in front of her head.

First, the prison dragon attacks and examines Xumenyi's defensive moves.

"Bad." Xumenyi nodded, raised his hands in the shape of claws, with one hand backward and the other forward, protecting his head and face.

"Bad, I understand." Ling Xinyi nodded.
Chapter completed!