Chen Feirong did not continue to pursue. She raised her sword and looked at Lin Xi with a smile, "Do you want to practice sword practice or somersaults?"

Lin Xi pressed one hand on the ground, jumped up, stood firmly, and said seriously: "It's all practice."

Chen Feirong read Lin Xi's meaning from his eyes, suppressed her smile, and said seriously: "You want to hone the ability of low-level practitioners to kill high-level practitioners... But not only the strength and speed, but also the physical body

The ability to withstand is also a hurdle that low-level practitioners cannot overcome." Chen Feirong glanced at Lin Xi's tiger's mouth wrapped with a cloth, and then said: "His hand was safe from the same force impact, but your tiger's mouth will be.

It is shattered and cannot hold the sword. Therefore, it is almost impossible for low-level practitioners to defeat high-level practitioners."

"It's almost impossible, which means it's still possible." Lin Xi looked at her and said, "And many times, low-level practitioners will inevitably encounter high-level practitioners."

Chen Feirong nodded, her expression becoming serious: "It's possible that the tiger's mouth was cracked by the shock, but your finger bones were not broken, and you can still grasp the sword in your hand... You can't grasp it, just because of the pain, because*

*Intuitive self-preservation.”

Lin Xi also looked increasingly serious, but she didn't make a sound and just listened.

"Some people can still hold the weapon firmly in their hands even if they have several broken finger bones." Chen Feirong looked at Lin Xi and continued, "This is will. When a person's willpower is strong enough,

, you can withstand the pain of the physical body and the fear of death. Some soldiers in the Dragon and Snake Border Army who are not practitioners have examples of killing practitioners, relying on this strong will to forget pain."

Lin Xi nodded and said seriously: "Thank you...I understand."

Chen Feirong did not laugh, but continued to say seriously: "But when the difference in strength is really large, if a low-level practitioner wants to kill a high-level practitioner, in addition to this strong will, I am afraid that he must also rely on

There’s blood.”

Lin Xi nodded and sighed: "If you are wandering around in the world, you have no choice but to get stabbed. If you come back..."
Chapter completed!