Zhong Bao smiled coldly: "It's all in the same yard, aren't there many opportunities to beat them up?"

"Stop!" the coach shouted. After everyone stood up, the coach said loudly: "Did you see the people on the other side? From today on, you are your opponents and you can challenge them and accept their challenges at any time. As long as you enter the ring circle, you will be killed or injured."

What? We have to accept their challenge now? Zhong Bao was so happy to see Niu Dazhuang next to him, but Zhong Bao looked at the others. He hadn't taught him much yet, so he had to do the opposite?

It is true that they can't beat Zhong Bao, but they are better than ordinary people. People from the four major families are considered ordinary masters, and they are beaten like grandsons. How many of them are their opponents?

"Coach! These classmates have just learned martial arts and are fighting with others so quickly. Isn't it a bit bullying?"

When the coach heard this, he smiled at Zhong Bao: "No one forced you to fight them. Can you not get into the circle if you are timid?"

Hey! Damn, why is this coach as good as Pan Jiu? If he hadn't been afraid of revealing his identity, Zhong Bao could have challenged them now and sent them all to the hospital, but it's not possible now.

The coach continued, "Don't think that this is bullying you. Isn't this the motivation to motivate you to practice? So from now on, you must practice hard."

Well... what's wrong with this, what are the medicines sold in these dog baskets?

I've been holding my energy here, and the same goes for looking at the opposite side.

In this way, Zhong Bao couldn't understand it. Even if he found a training player for the other side, if he aroused the tone here, the people here could still produce masters.

Although there were only a few moves of Baguazhang just now, Zhong Bao could see that they were all real tricks.

"What are you doing when you are standing there? Practice! Practice moves during the day and practice qi at night."

Before lunch was eaten! Zhong Bao thought he was just hungry to practice, but he didn't expect that after an hour of practice, they were taken to the cafeteria and each of them was divided into a large bowl of soup.

Bazhen Bone Soup? My goodness, this bowl is not cheap. Zhong Bao tasted it and used the ingredients and the heat was just right. And the amount given to everyone is different, and his own is more than others.

Master! Just by the amount given, you can see that the soup is a person who is well versed in medical theory.

"Niu Ziqiang! Come with me."

An old man whispered beside Zhong Bao, then pushed the dining cart away.

Hum? Who is this old man?

Zhong Bao drank the soup in one bite and followed the old man.

Just in the kitchen kitchen, as soon as Zhong Bao came in, the old man closed the door first, and then said seriously: "I'll take your pulse."

Zhong Bao has this confidence. If the old man dares to be unfavorable to him, his two fingers can pierce his head.

Thinking of this, Zhong Bao stretched out his hand.

"hiss……"

Zhong Bao was betting that the old man was not the same as Pan Jiu, but also betting that Bazhen Bone Soup was from the old man’s hands.

"You... your internal strength has long been in the realm of transformation, why did you get here?"

"I'm not hiding it to the old man, I came here just to beat those dog baskets."

"Okay!" The old man was really happy, "Then do you know who I am?"

Zhong Baoxin said that he only knew a few people, who knows who you are?

The old man grabbed his face and a mask was taken off.

"Senior Sword God?" An Mubai, who Zhong Bao saw in Shiyingzi, was the owner of the Qinglong Sword.

"       Stupid brat! I have already broken through the angry sword energy, but I found that you seem to have completely digested energy on your body."

Undigested? Could it be... "I once ate a Bladesaurus bat."

"What? Oh my god, where did you push the metal essence?"

Zhong Bao raised his hands and the sword god slapped Zhong Bao's head: "You guy! It's better to transform internal energy than to get it on both hands. In this way, as long as you reach the internal energy, you will be like a Vajra."

"Can this still happen?"

The Sword God pulled Zhong Bao to the hut inside and asked Zhong Bao to sit cross-legged, and the Sword God sat opposite him. "I have agreed to you in advance that I will help you transform from acquired cultivation to innate. By the way, digest the power of the Silver Winged Dragon Bat and assimilate your internal strength. But the process is extremely dangerous, are you willing?"

I'm going to fight! I believe this is also an improvement, and it feels really uncomfortable to be suppressed by Master Jiu. If I can't defeat Master Jiu, I'll be depressed to survive.

"Senior, come! Even if I die, it doesn't matter."

"Bao, bah, bah, bah! You guys don't have any words. Fortunately, our internal skills are the same. Do it! You must be careful to keep the spiritual platform clear and clear, and you will not be lost no matter how much pain you experience."

Zhong Bao nodded. To endure pain was his strength, after all, he was beaten to the top since childhood.

"Let's start! You cooperate with me according to my internal strength."

Zhong Bao felt two heat flows coming, so he quickly mobilized his internal strength...

"Uh..." This is not ordinary pain. The meridians are as painful as needles, and the head is still qi, as if they want to push the sky spirit cover open.

Zhong Bao's eyes were filled with blood, and he heard the sword god shouting: "Broken!"

The sky spirit cover was not broken, but Zhong Bao felt a "click" sound on his head and the big acupoints on his body, and then he felt relieved all over his body.

Moreover, Zhong Bao felt that his skills had greatly increased and he had already broken through the second level of the Angry Sword Intent.

"Hu" The Sword God withdrew his hands, his head and body were covered in sweat, and it was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort.

"Senior, are you okay?"

"Is the Qinglong Sword on you? I have spent too much effort this time, so it would be impossible to do without the Qinglong Sword."

Zhong Bao took out the Qinglong Sword and gave it to An Mubai.

How much can you extend the sword energy? Release it from your fingers.

"Can this be released?"

"Others can't do it, your internal strength is assimilated by the Blade Dragon Bat, there is no problem at all."

With one finger on Zhong Bao's sword, he could feel that there was more than one meter away. "It's really good!"

"That's it! Otherwise, can I ask you for a sword? With your skills, those who don't know will be easily killed by you."

Isn't it? The sword energy is invisible but has quality. People who don't know get close to you, and just one finger of Zhong Bao can make a hole.

Zhong Bao was overjoyed and suddenly released his sword energy when he approached the wall. There was a hole in the wall with a "pop" sound. The shape was like a sword inserted.

"Senior! Why did you come here? You are still cooking here."

"Your coach is my man, and Pan Jiu is my apprentice. I knew that this beast was a traitor, so I wanted to clean up the door, but I found that these dog gods had other plans, so I asked him to live a few more days first. Now that you are here, we have a greater chance of winning."
Chapter completed!