I Pick the Attributes from the Stone

Today, Li Jianfeng and Wan Longtao's match, Fang Bai also watched, Li Jianfeng is indeed very strong, and did not even reveal his true strength.

This is terrible for other people, because you don't know how strong his strength is, some people who are not very determined will even have the thought of shrinking.

Wu Fangbai was not quite sure of defeating Li Jianfeng, so he must become stronger!

"It is impossible for me to understand a higher artistic conception now. This is not something that can be understood in a day or two. So I have only one way to perfect the" Spring Breeze "trick. The degree of integration has reached 80%! "If this level is reached, Fang Bai is confident that he can defeat Li Jianfeng.

Thinking of this, Fang Bai ran directly to Houshan, found an open space, and practiced swordsmanship on the spot.

Howling wind, although slightly silent, but also has the ultimate lethality, just like a hurricane, it can take away many people's lives overnight.

The mood of spring and spring, everything is revived, full of vitality, lingering with spring rain, and the melting of snow and ice.

How to combine these two moods to form a unique skill is a question that Fang Bai needs to think about.

这 Before that, he had merged 60% of the ‘spring breeze’, and the power was far beyond a single artistic conception. If he could perfectly integrate the two, the power would be a shock to the world.

But now Fang Bai has also encountered a bottleneck, that is, they can not go any further.

Xi Fangbai can only practice swordsmanship over and over again, thinking incessantly in his heart, the method of integration.

The night wind blew through, brushed Fang Bai's hair tips, and a drop of sweat fell to the ground, but he didn't realize it, and the whole person was absorbed into the sword technique.

Gradually, Fang Bai's swordsmanship became more and more proficient, but there seemed to be a layer of fog in front of him.

After a ray of morning light hit Fang Bai's forehead through the edge of the sky, he suddenly woke up. It was already the next day!

He seemed a bit helpless, and shook his head with a bitter smile, "It's really difficult to integrate the artistic conception. I practiced the overnight swordsmanship, but never broke through, and still stayed at the" 60% "level. But it's not Without harvest, my spiritual power has become more refined, the third layer of the warrior has almost reached its peak, and my understanding of the artistic conception of the wind has deepened. Although I did not break through to the fourth layer, it can also improve me half Power. "

"But the most important thing this time is that my artistic conception of spring has found a way, and I will surely break through to the second one soon. Once the artistic conception of spring breaks through the second one, my" Four Seasons Sword "can also be used initially. Its power. "

"Forget it, there is no way to 'break the spring breeze', but there must be a great chance of winning the championship with my current strength."

Fang Bai smiled gently, picked up his things, and walked slowly home.

The elder of the family has already prepared breakfast. Fang Bai has to compete in the past few days. Fang's mother has got up early. She wants to prepare breakfast for her son.

"Xiao Bai, get tired, come and have breakfast quickly." Fang mother said distressed, these days Fang Bai has been practicing sword overnight, it must be very hard.

"Mother, I'm okay, I'll take a bath first." Fang Bai said with a smile, practicing all night swordsmanship, sweat was soaked in the placket, sticky especially uncomfortable.

出来 After taking a shower, Fang Bai suddenly felt refreshed, and his head was a lot lighter.

The breakfast this time was very rich, turned out to be a big pot of red blood blood cow's savory meat porridge.

"Come, eat more!" Fang mother filled him with a large bowl, and there were a few pieces of fragrant meat in the bowl, which made people drool.

Wu Fangbai gorged on the spot, and bowls of red **** beef porridge with strong blood came to his stomach.

The two fathers and mothers only ate a small bowl, because they were ordinary people and could not withstand the **** blood of the red-blooded cattle and beasts. Even if they ate only a small bowl, the old man felt warm. My stomach was full.

That big pot of vicious beast meat porridge was all dried up by Fang Bai. He was a warrior, and his body's energy supply needed external blood supply.

"Be careful, if you can't beat, don't get hurt." Before leaving, Fang's father suddenly asked.

Mother Fang also quickly said, "Yes, yes, your body is the most important. We're just fine, don't be stubborn!"

Fang Bai stunned for a moment, warm in his heart, "Dad, mother, please rest assured, I will have a sense of proportion."

Although Wu Er Lao was not able to go to the scene, but for such an important game, some people will broadcast the image of their game to Lingxun via Lingwang.

Every time Fang's mother sees the picture of Fang Bai's match, she will always worry unconsciously. After all, she has only one son. Who would be the mother who would not feel bad about her child!

Looking at the time, Fang Bai felt that he was almost there, and he was ready to go to the game.

While walking in the courtyard, Fang Bai unconsciously looked to both sides. On the right is a small vegetable garden in their house. There is also a big date tree next to the vegetable garden. At this time, some dates have been set on the date tree.

The corner of the left side is the place where their ash is piled up. When the ash is almost accumulated, Fang's father will bury the ash on the back mountain.

Tong Fangbai glanced at him, and suddenly he caught a thunder, and the light illuminated the fog in front of him.

I saw a green grass growing on the pile of char ash ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ A breeze blew through, and the grass swayed green.

Wild fire, in spring!

This ancient poem emerged from the heart of Xi Fangbai. A very weak grass could grow stubbornly and stubbornly.

虽 Although I am a little bit of earth, I also want to be sunny!

At this moment, the thick haze in Fang Bai's heart was completely melted by a sunlight.

Wu Fangbai stopped unconsciously, the breeze sword in his hand came out of the sheath, and the whole person seemed to be caught in a special state, and he unconsciously practiced swordsmanship.

His swordsmanship is more and more mysterious, it seems to be full of vitality, but also yearning for the light, but also the gentleness of the wind.

Pushing back, there was still a horrible cutting force on the blade. A jujube leaf fell gently and fell on the Qingfeng sword, but for a moment, the leaf turned into a powder and floated in the air ...

I don't know how long it took, Fang Bai suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely bright and shining!

"Finally, my spring mood has reached ‘20%’, and my ‘Spring Breeze’ has also been merged into ‘70% ’. The power of the two has doubled!”

那个 "Well, Fang Bai, aren't you going to play?" Fang's father and mother stood at the door, asking in doubt.

Aren't you playing today?

小 This kid is still practicing sword. The game time is almost up. Fang's father and mother are not bothering him. At this moment, he saw Fang Bai stop and started to ask.

"what……"

Xi Fangbai pulled out the lingering news, and when he saw the time, he suddenly ran out of cold sweat. He ran out and said, "Daddy and mother, I'm going to play."

Uncle Fang: "..."

Wu Fangmu: "..."