Douluo Continent: Flame of Nothingness

Chapter 385 Rolling
"There is no way forward."

The old man didn't open his eyes. Behind him was a red-tasseled gun stuck on the ground. Long Zhiming knew that a fight was necessary. The old man didn't open his eyes, but he felt Long Zhiming's awakening, so he got up and held the spear to hold the spear. He turned his back and asked:
"As a living person, if you can retreat on the ninth floor, once you enter the eighth floor, you have nothing to do with the human world."

"Please enlighten me."

"it is good!"

The old man shouted angrily and quickly came to Long Zhiming and stabbed Long Zhiming in the head. Fortunately, Long Zhiming reacted and dodged the shot immediately. well.

"break!"

The old man's spear suddenly turned, and the body of the gun was drawn on Long Zhiming's face, making Long Zhiming take a few steps back. The golden dragon scales appeared on Long Zhiming's cheek that was drawn, and it was the first time that Long Zhiming fully opened the golden holy dragon source.

Long Zhiming put away the sky fire and roared and grabbed the tip of the old man's spear. The old man frowned and suddenly transferred Long Zhiming's claws to a bloody mess. Long Zhiming released the tip of the old man's spear. The old man stabbed again Long Zhiming's abdomen, Long Zhiming completely bent his body into the shape of an arch bridge, dodged the blow, and the old man fell down, but Long Zhiming's feet suddenly jumped up and locked the old man's gun body, and the old man immediately let go when he saw this. Opening the red-tasseled gun, he came to Long Zhiming and punched Long Zhiming in the thigh.

Long Zhiming took the old man's long spear back five steps, Long Zhiming's right leg was hit by the old man to the acupuncture point and was numb at this moment, but Long Zhiming did not hesitate for long but threw the old man's long spear at the position of Tianhuo and opened Long Yi punched the old man's chest. The old man immediately dodged Long Zhiming's punch and fell to the ground while hugging Long Zhiming's right hand. Long Zhiming was knocked down by the old man. Just when Long Zhiming wanted to take back his right hand, the old man Long Zhiming's right hand was immediately dislocated.

Long Zhiming got up and connected his arm and then took a deep breath. He was so strong. This was the strongest person Long Zhiming had ever met. It didn't work because he was interrupted every time he tried to do something.

"The so-called practice is like this. You are not qualified enough. You can practice for a while on the ninth floor, although your body has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage."

"Since my physical body has arrived, I can naturally go there. Come on, old man."

Long Zhiming took a deep breath, put his hands together and made a good starting gesture, and squatted and crossed his legs, setting up a posture. At this time, Long Zhiming was stable both in the upper and lower hands. He wanted to see if the old man could break in.

"Okay, if that's the case, come on."

The old man frowned and his eyes were still closed, making Long Zhiming think that the old man was blind. The old man walked towards Long Zhiming step by step. Long Zhiming shot suddenly with a flash of his eyes. He jumped up and punched the old man behind him. Without turning around, he just kicked Long Zhiming. Long Zhiming grabbed the old man's right foot and then kicked the old man's left foot. The hand of the old man's right foot was released immediately, and Long Zhiming punched the old man in the air. The old man couldn't dodge this blow. Sure enough, the old man was hit in the stomach by Long Zhiming and flew out. The old man began to cough violently. When he came to Long Zhiming and punched him down, the old man with his back to him suddenly shot through Long Zhiming's abdomen.

Long Zhiming looked at the old man in disbelief, because the old man rolled to the place where Long Zhiming put the sky fire and spear, the old man pulled out the red-tasseled spear and said:
"you lose."

"I was naive, thank you, old gentleman, for your mercy."

Long Zhiming held his stomach and said bitterly, the old man chuckled and said:

"You are not bad. You are not arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat. It is a good quality to be willing to accept your failure."

"The old man taught it."

Long Zhiming got up and pulled out the sky fire and put it behind him to start healing. Long Zhiming didn't have many pills and there was no way to make medicine here, so Long Zhiming had to save a little, and his body could recover from such minor injuries.

"Who sent you here?"

"what?"

Long Zhiming asked puzzledly, and the old man sat back in front of the gate and asked:

"Hongjun? Styx? Fang Qingye? Tiamat? Ten Thousand Beasts? Or the ancient spirit of Tushan."

"Can all these people send someone in?"

"That's right, everyone can send people in, but except for Hongjun, everyone else has sent people in, and it's been very frequent during this time."

The old man nodded and said, this surprised Long Zhiming, could they all send people here?Long Zhiming hurriedly asked:
"Senior, do you know how many people Tushan Guling and Tiamat sent in?"

"There are more than 100 people, and they all left after reaching the pinnacle of quasi-sage."

"I see."

All the questions that had been accumulated in Long Zhiming's mind for a long time were all solved. No wonder Tiamat has so many quasi-sages under his command. It turned out to be the case, but the old man added:

"However, they all massacred on the ninth floor. Alas, there are still many quasi-sages in the middle and late stages of the ninth floor. Even at the peak, there are one or two people. It's a pity."

"Senior reminded me not to go there before, is it because of this?"

"That's right, but there are exceptions. For example, Wan Beast and Fang Qingye's disciples have already broken through."

The old man seemed to have thought of the battle with these two people, so he said with a smile, Long Zhiming was stunned, Fang Qingye and Wanshou Tianzun both sent people in and entered the eighth floor?Now Long Zhiming finally has a goal in mind, Daozu Hongjun is probably the same as Fang Qingye and the others, wanting to pass the Nine Levels with his own strength.

"Senior, I want to ask you to teach me until the day I defeat you!"

Long Zhiming got up and said sincerely, the old man was stunned for a moment, then he laughed loudly and said:

"You are the same as those two little guys, no problem, I will teach you!"

Long Zhiming was overjoyed when he got the answer from the old man, and then Long Zhiming began to practice like hell. To be honest, the practice during this period was very boring. The old man just let Long Zhiming practice his reaction, but Long Zhiming's reaction has reached the limit. Fighting Long Zhiming was not as fast as the old man, so after practicing like this for three days, the old man stopped Long Zhiming and said:

"If you practice like this, it won't work. No matter how fast a person reacts, the one who strikes first will always take the lead. You just resist blindly, but you don't take the initiative to attack. In this way, you will never be able to beat me in your life, and it is impossible Survive above the fifth floor."

"Senior, do you want me to feel your shot?"

Long Zhiming understood what the old man meant and asked aloud, the old man nodded to show that Long Zhiming was right.

(End of this chapter)