Chapter 419: Not too bad

Chapter 419: Not too bad

  Chapter 419 is passable [Congratulations on being admitted to Shenzhen BIT-Moscow University]

   Finally in the end!

   touched the bottom layer of Zuo Xiaoduo...

  But Wen Xingtian was so dumbfounded that he was stunned!

  This is... pressed directly to one-twentieth? or how much?

   Actually... only the bottom thin layer is left?

  How can it be pressed here?

   And this kid hasn't exploded yet?

   Still complaining about the suppression failure...

  Wen Xingtian suddenly felt that he was not emotional...

   That's right, I just don't know what emotions I have, and I'm completely at a loss.

besides…

  I wipe it, is this still a thick fog?

   But it seems that it has not turned into a cloud, it is still a fog, but how can it be suppressed to such an extent?

  Wen Xingtian kept his vitality in Zuo Xiaoduo's dantian, and asked aloud: "You told me that you can't hold it down here, is that what you mean?"

  While speaking, he used his own vitality to suppress the pressure, yes, it really couldn't be suppressed, even he couldn't be shaken!

  Because Zuo Xiaoduo didn’t feel any pain at all, and of course there was no compression fluctuation.

"Yeah, it's just here, I can't compress anymore... Haha... Teacher Wen, why don't you push harder, it's so itchy, it makes me want to fart..." Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help laughing .

  Wen Xingtian still withdrew his vitality with a dazed expression on his face, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo, his cheeks trembled slightly.

   Want to fart? !

   Fart your mother!

  Wen Xingtian sits cross-legged and meditates.

  Forcibly pushed the eyeballs that almost popped out, and closed them with eyelids to control them in the eye sockets.

   Trying hard to calm down the turbulent waves in my heart, probing the meridians of a student, it almost made me lose my mind and go crazy...

   What the **** can't you suppress this? Can't suppress?

  Well, it really can't be suppressed, it can't be suppressed!

   "You're depressed...that's all?"

  Wen Xingtian stared at Zuo Xiaoduo: "It's just... I can't hold it down anymore?"

   "Yes." Zuo Xiaoduo was dejected.

"Tell me, how did you press it?" Wen Xingtian still feels unbelievable, you have pressed all the **** into cakes, and it is the kind of solid one that has been hardened for a few days. Press down?

   This pressing once is equivalent to eight times by others?

  Wen Xingtian's words actually had such a vague tone of asking for advice!

   It is really such a thing, it is simply unimaginable.

"How can you suppress the true essence... just press it so hard, but at the final stage, the pain is one aspect... But I couldn't suppress it anymore, so I came up with an idea, I made a hammer with spiritual energy in the dantian , and then started from the side, smashed down with one hammer after another, how did that sentence say, um, after thousands of tempers, it becomes steel..."

  Zuo Xiaoduo explained his method, and then asked anxiously: "Mr. Wen, the next suppression... how should I suppress it?"

   "..."

  Wen Xingtian touched his chin, lowered his head as if in deep thought, but what he thought in his heart was that Zuo Xiaoduo must not let Zuo Xiaoduo see the expression in his eyes.

   Then he took out a water cup from his space ring, unscrewed it and took a sip of water, and suddenly...

   "Cough cough cough cough..."

  Wen Xingtian coughed violently.

   An urge to kill almost rose in my heart, I have never seen such a pretentious one!

  ! !

  I really want to kill him!

  But I want to kiss him to death again!

  Wen Xingtian clearly knows that Zuo Xiaoduo really thinks that he can’t go on anymore, because he hasn’t reached the standard yet...

   This point is beyond doubt.

  Zuo Xiaoduo is really not pretending to himself.

but…

   Who the **** set the bar so high for this guy?

who is it? !

  Do you dare to stand up? !

  I will definitely not beat you to death!

   Looking up again, Wen Xingtian's eyes have returned to calm and deep, looking at Zuo Xiaoduo and asking: "Who told you to be so depressed?"

Zuo Xiaoduo looked confused: "Mr. Qin Fangyang and I said that. When the martial master suppressed the realm back then... Teacher Qin said so. I entered the realm faster, and I didn't know the key. I was about to break through. Fortunately, Teacher Qin interrupted me in time and asked me to suppress, as many times as possible... Tell me, do your best, use all methods to suppress..."

  Wen Xingtian thought to himself: This teacher Qin is indeed a powerful character in the legend! Awesome!

  I only heard Zuo Xiaoduo say: "My sister said the same thing. At that time, I was suppressing the martial artist to break through the innate realm, and she was in the realm of suppressing the fetal breath... She also said the same..."

  It was Zuo Xiaonian who said: Press with all your strength! The lower the pressure, the better! The more times the better!

"Well…"

  Wen Xingtian frowned and said: "Just press it like this? But... hit it with a hammer? What do you think?"

  Wen Xingtian broke out in a cold sweat after thinking about it. If Zuo Xiaoduo hadn’t had a profound background, his meridians were tough enough, and his meridians were spacious enough, he would be superhuman for this extreme approach... No!

  Even so, it should have exploded several times long ago!

  Since ancient times, who dared to move a hammer in his own dantian?

  The **** has been tempered and made into steel, so it's because I think I died too slowly!

  This is like a comparison: practice a knife in your own brain!

  But this guy smashed wildly in his dantian with a sledgehammer, but he managed to create such a miracle!

   Wen Xingtian racked his brains over this matter, but he still couldn't figure it out.

  Because the dantian of the meridian of a person is absolutely unbearable!

   I can't bear it no matter what!

  But there is a living example that can withstand it!

   This made the well-informed Wen Xingtian a little confused, feeling that his worldview was slowly collapsing...

   "The idea of ​​smashing it with a hammer is my own idea...Isn't it impossible to suppress it in the end..."

   Zuo Xiaoduo was a little aggrieved, and said: "When it reaches about one-tenth of the pressure, it can't be pressed, but its essence is still foggy, how can it not be pressed?"

"Before, by chance, I once saw a senior craftsman who was an extremely superb forging method. He forged a hundred times to refine steel and a thousand times to refine gold. I really had no other choice, so I made a hammer myself and painted it like this. The gourd was smashed randomly, but after smashing for so long, the effect is only like this, hey... The fog is still a fog, it doesn't turn into clouds, it doesn't turn into liquid..."

  Zuo Xiaoduo is quite dissatisfied with his current progress.

  Why can't you climb to the top?

   If it could be smashed into a solid state right now... how good would it be?

   "The effect is only like this..."

  Wen Xingtian murmured: "The word 'only' is really well used."

   Just looking at this, Wen Xingtian has already confirmed that, as far as this kid is suppressing now, the entire continent...well, or since the beginning of the world, it has never been done before!

   Unprecedented, number one in the world!

  Or, there may not be someone who will come later!

   "The first time I set foot on the thorny road, I was so suppressed..."

  Wen Xingtian muttered to himself, his thoughts were already lost. In fact, Wen Xingtian's thoughts were still floating in mid-air, constantly exploding.

   "First time?" Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.

  Wen Xingtian frowned: "What?"

   "This is not the first time..."

  Zuo Xiaoduo said: "Teacher Wen, I told you before, I can't hold back, I can't move forward... Today, this is the third time."

   "Cough cough cough..."

  Wen Xingtian's soul was directly shaken back to his orifices, and his eyes bulged all of a sudden: "The... third time?!"

  Wen Xingtian felt that today was the most unstable day for him, and he was destroyed one after another!

   "Yes, this is the third time."

  Zuo Xiaoduo was uneasy, and said, "According to this kind of suppression, I'm afraid I can only suppress it more than twenty times at most... Isn't that a bit small?"

   "Is it a little less?" Wen Xingtian muttered this sentence, almost spurting out a mouthful of blood.

   Can only be suppressed more than 20 times! ?

   Only! ?

   These two words are so well used!

   Isn’t it a bit rare… This sentence is really wonderful.

  Do you know that you can compare to others seven or eight times this time, dear?

  You can beat others 200 times these 20 times, my dear!

   "Actually... it can already be considered passable..."

   After holding back for a long time, Wen Xingtian finally choked out such a sentence. He felt that the three words that he could pass were wonderful.

   I have to say that both the master and the apprentice are good at Chinese.

   "Fair enough? Really?"

  Zuo Xiaoduo said humbly: "Mr. Wen, can you explain it to me carefully?"

  Seeing that the kid's expression suddenly eased, he looked relieved.

  Wen Xingtian only felt powerless to complain, lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "Well, with your current level of compression of true essence, you can still be among the geniuses. It's not bad..."

   "I know you have tried your best, basically this is still possible, just do it like this in the future."

   "I won't interfere. After all, my help is external force. Using external force to encourage seedlings to grow is not good for your future. This reason...you understand?"

  Wen Xingtian coughed and said.

   "I understand, I understand." Zuo Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief.

  Before he couldn't press it anymore, it really scared him a lot.

  It seems that my potential is just like this!

  Hearing what Wen Xingtian said at this moment, a stone finally fell to the ground.

   "How many times did you suppress it when you broke through the innate realm of martial arts?" Wen Xingtian was suddenly curious about this question.

   "It must be more than this!"

  Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "I don't remember very clearly at the time... It should have been about 30 times, but at that time there was just an uncontrollable state. Although there was pain, it was not as painful as it is now. It really hurt..."

   "Thirty times..."

  Wen Xingtian stood up staggeringly, only feeling like a puddle of water was swaying in his head, splashing, the sound of the tide in his head.

   "If possible, continue this state of suppression."

Wen Xingtian stood with his hands behind his back, tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face, and said in a calm and breezy tone: "I heard you said that I couldn't suppress it, so I thought why... Now it seems that you are too demanding of yourself Yes, basically this is okay, but manpower is sometimes poor, and when it reaches the limit, it is the limit, there is no point in demanding more."

  (end of this chapter)