Heavens Myth Management System

Chapter 130 Basic Etiquette

The expression on Feihu's face at this time is similar to eating explosives. I have worked so hard, you should show it anyway.

Seeing that Nangong Chang didn't move, as if he didn't feel anything, Feihu finally became really angry, his life potential was instantly stimulated, his 1.6 meter height soared to [-] meters in an instant, and he was no less tall than Nangong Zhang. Ten thousand.

After entering the state of stimulating the life potential, Feihu's power soared several times, and now even Nangong Changwan could no longer ignore it.

"It turns out it has already started." Nangong Changwan suddenly realized, Fei Hu's teeth were itching at the sight.

"I have nothing else but the strength of my shoulders."

Nangong Changwan felt the huge grip from the palm of his hand, his expression became serious, and his muscles tensed instantly.

The ground began to crumble because it couldn't bear the enormous force of the two of them. Nangong Changwan stomped his foot on the ground to freeze his body.

Feihu's palm, which was about the size of a cattail fan, was tightly held by Nangong Changwan. The joint bones had turned white, and the palm of his hand gradually turned purple due to poor blood circulation.

At most, Nangong Changwan only had a few drops of sweat on his forehead, and he still had time to care and said: "Boy, just say it when you can't hold on."

Feihu's expression was a little distorted, his brows were furrowed into a ball, and a huge sense of shame welled up in his heart.

"Isn't it? You're lying?" The group of people below swallowed their saliva collectively. No matter how blind they were, they could tell that Feihu had exerted all his strength, but he still couldn't force Nangong Changwan out. With all his strength, he couldn't even force his life potential to be stimulated.

The tall, dark-skinned man backed away quietly after seeing this scene, comparing his strength?Forget it, he'd better follow the training honestly, don't make any more fools.

The sick man's face seemed to be even paler, he coughed twice, and said: "We monks should ride the world with a sword, no matter what strength, I don't want to be with you."

After finishing speaking, the sick man took the lead and returned to the crowd.
They have been promoted to the third level, and they have initially mastered the ability to stimulate the potential of life, so they are also the ones who feel the deepest.

Feihu's strength can be increased several times after stimulating his life potential, not to mention Nangong Changwan who has been promoted to the third level for a while. It is not necessary to think about it. His power after stimulating his life potential is definitely stronger than the three of them. Both are big.

The power of normalcy alone can equal or even beat Feihu. They can hardly imagine how far Nangong Changwan can reach with full firepower.

"Brother Nangong is mighty!" Who knows who yelled first, and more than 20 monks below also started to yell.

“Brother Nangong is mighty!”

"The instructor is mighty! Mighty!"

Nangong Changwan worked harder when he heard the yelling, and said embarrassedly to Feihu: "I'm sorry, but whenever you want to compete with me in the future, I will accompany you at any time."

A bad premonition rose in the short Feihu's heart. Could it be that he wants to beat me without stimulating the potential of his life?impossible?He privately dismissed the conjecture.

"Roar--"

Nangong Changwan let out a long howl, and the strength on his arm instantly increased a bit.

"Crack-"

There seemed to be the sound of something breaking, Feihu's face suddenly turned pale, beads of sweat dripped down his chin, and his arms hung down feebly.

"I lost!" Feihu's voice was extremely bitter, as if he had eaten an unpeeled durian in his throat.

This guy is a monster at all, right? !Can a monk at the beginning of the third level really possess such terrifying power? !
A few finger bones have been pinched and misplaced, and every time they move, they are extremely painful. They say that ten fingers connect with hearts, and today he knows the meaning of this sentence.

"I, Wang Feihu, are convinced. From now on, Big Brother Nangong tells me to go east, and I will never go west. I will obey Big Brother Nangong's orders for everything."

Losing to Nangong Changwan, Wang Feihu didn't complain. He already regarded Nangong Changwan as a monster in his heart. There is nothing shameful for human beings to lose to monsters, right?

Nangong Chang Wan laughed loudly, and patted Wang Feihu on the shoulder. The latter staggered, with a bit of resentment in his eyes, didn't you see that I was still injured? !You must have done it on purpose, right? !
"From now on, you will hang out with me, and you will be rewarded with delicious food and spicy food."

"The boss has already ordered me to train more than [-]% of you to become third-level monks within a month. Next, you must be prepared. My training method is very bitter. When the time comes, you will die." Don't blame me."

The sound of swallowing saliva can be heard endlessly in the field. This is a Tier [-] monk, and it's not a Chinese cabbage. You said that it can be cultivated by cultivation?

Of course, they are not completely hopeless.

The scene where Wang Feihu and his three were directly promoted to Tier [-] after refining the Qi and Blood Fruit yesterday is still vivid in everyone's minds. The desire for power is the instinct of all monks, and they are no exception.

Some monks are willing to sell their souls to the abyssal demons in order to gain strength. They may not be able to do this step, but in order to become stronger, it is really nothing to surrender to [Mythology].

If they don't want to be the ones who are stabbed to death in the troubled times, they need to gain enough strength to protect themselves in the troubled times.

On the other side, in the kiosk above the running water stream that runs through the entire elegant garden, Mr. Bowen poured a cup of hot tea for the river god, but he was stopped halfway by the river god raising his hand and pushed the tea back Go to Liu Bowen.

He pointed to the river below: "I've had enough water."

Liu Bowen smiled, pushed the teacup in front of the river god again, and said: "This is the most basic etiquette, you don't have to drink, but I have to."

River God tilted his head, a little puzzled: "I really don't understand your human way of life, even after observing it for thousands of years, I still can't understand it."

"Life should be free by nature, why does the human race have to make so many rules to restrain themselves, and even enjoy it?"

Liu Bowen chuckled: "This is probably the difference between you and human beings. With constraints, you will cherish freedom more, and with comparisons, you will have the motivation to move forward."

The River God felt dizzy after hearing this, and his eyes had become mosquito-repellent eyes. He shook his head and said, "I don't quite understand."

"The human race's lifespan is obviously very short, but it can be so interesting. Compared with you, my past thousands of years seem to be in vain."

Has it been alive for at least a few thousand years?Liu Bowen was speechless, as expected of a born god.

Even if the strength of the river god is only at the fourth level, Liu Bowen dare not neglect when facing the river god.

Any god that has lived for countless years is a treasure in itself.

From the perspective of a long-lived person, a word that He Shen occasionally said subconsciously may benefit him a lot.

"Since that's the case, why don't you try it in the lives of human beings? Perhaps, the answer you want may be in it."

River God's eyes lit up, he nodded and shook his head for a while, and after about half an hour, he said slowly, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)