Chapter 19: Jundao slaying wolf (2/2)
The bald tattooed man used a psychic prosthesis. He grabbed the tea mug stiffly, and said with emotion: ”Ahai, I know that you are affectionate and affectionate. Even if you become a foundation cultivator, you will never forget that we were together in those years. An old comrade who was born to death! But you have the intention to come to me for a drink every three to five. There is really no need to practice with me all the time-my place is an amateur level, the level is very low, you are a base-building cultivator, and you waste your time here. !”
Peng Hai smiled: ”Old instructor, the friendship between us can't be explained clearly by simply'birth to death'. I think that back then, we would carry out'Black Blade Operation' together. If it weren't for you to stop me. At that moment, I would have died so long ago that I couldn’t die again. Where can I be a cultivator during the foundation-building period? And the old instructor, you...”
Sweeping his gaze to the left hand of the bald tattooed man, Peng Hai’s voice also carried a heavy touch, ”But he lost his entire left arm, and even his heart was bombarded by 70%. From the 13th floor of the Qi refining stage, he fell back. The rank of ordinary martial artist has to leave the'wolf group'...”
The bald tattooed man waved his hand and said nonchalantly, ”The road to comprehension is perilous, and you will die forever. Now that I embarked on this road of no return, I had already pinned my head on my trouser belt, ready to die at any time! I just lost one. What's your hand? If you don’t even see this point, and you repaired a bird in the past, wouldn’t it be safer to go home early and work as a white-collar worker to beg your wife? You don’t have to keep that matter in mind, let’s come out to cultivate. Yes, if you break your hands and feet or go back to my hometown to sell salted duck eggs, it depends on God’s happiness. It’s all fate! I am destined to break my hands. What does it have to do with you? Besides, if you don’t let me cultivate, then don’t do it, Lao Zi Holding a lot of ”Veterans Disability Allowance” every month, drinking small wine, skewered on skewers, there is no shortage of **** on the bed every day, I don’t know how cool and happy it is! And the old man who is still in the army Comrades in arms, yes, there are many people who have become cultivators in the foundation-building period, and even have two great monks who have formed a pill. What about it? Maybe tomorrow it will become a puddle of **** and scum in the belly of the monster beast. Nothing is left! Thinking about it this way, I still make a profit, hahahaha!”
Peng Hai said happily: ”I can afford it, let it go. It's the old instructor in my memory, a tough guy! But there is one thing, the old instructor is wrong. I come to you every day and I am not a waste of time. , But a very important practice.”
The bald tattooed man widened his eyes: ”Cultivation? What tricks can you practice in a broken place like me?”
Peng Hai smiled faintly, and explained: ”My instant psionic power has reached the'high-level foundation stage', but it is very unstable. At the critical juncture of several battles, I accidentally fell back to the'mid-level foundation stage'. Almost killed my life—this is because my absolute strength has increased too fast, and my control of power is still not at home. If I want to truly stand firm in the'high-level foundation phase', or even hit the'peak of the foundation phase', this must be solved completely problem!”
The bald tattooed man pondered for a moment and nodded: ”You are one of the youngest practitioners in the foundation-building period in the Federation. If you advance too quickly, it will indeed bring about unstable foundation problems. How are you going to solve it?”
Peng Hai smiled and said: ”In order to control my own strength, every time I go to the old instructor's'Military Way Killing Wolf Training Hall', I will suppress my strength to 3% and only use 3% of my strength to carry out overload training!”
The bald tattooed man suddenly realized: ”So you only played 3% of your strength? No wonder I can't feel the slightest breath of a cultivator from you.”
Peng Hai nodded: ”I have been at 3% for a month. In this way, when I let go of the restrictions and exert 100% strength, I feel that my explosive power has been greatly increased, and my control over psionic energy has also increased. Quite a lot! My goal is to eventually suppress my own strength to 1%, and be able to carry out overloaded training and confrontation. If it can be done, I will definitely be able to reach the peak of the base construction period!”
After a pause, I smiled regretfully, ”Instability of spiritual power is my biggest weakness, I don't want others to know, so I can only practice with you, the old instructor-in Floating City, I only believe in two people. , The old instructor is one of them, but unfortunately your members here are too weak, none of them can withstand my 3% strength, three-minute attack! Just doing strength training, seems to be breathless.”
The bald tattooed man glared at him: ”My members are 800 decent office workers, working-class people, and not professional warriors. Of course they are not enough for you to fight. Even if you only use 3% of your strength, it is pure torture! However, Don't say that the old instructor doesn't take care of you. I know you are looking for a good player to train with, so I specifically contacted a famous gold medal trainer in the circle, and I will be there soon.”
When Peng Hai heard this, he became interested: ”Oh? Isn't it amazing?”
A man with a bald head tattoo: ”I also introduced it through a friend, and I haven't seen it, but this man has been together in the underground ghost market for many years. He has worked as a professional sparring partner in several martial arts gymnasiums. It is said that he has a very strong fighting ability. The nickname is'Iron Turtle', it should be able to hold you for three minutes with 3% strength, right?”
The whole wall on the left side of the tea room is made of unidirectional transparent glass. Looking out from the inside, you can see the strength training room.
As the two talked, they happened to see Li Yao walking in and he was smashed in the face by the sandbag, but he looked as if nothing had happened.
”He's here, how about it, okay?” The bald tattooed man stood up.