Chapter 137

Then Zhang Heng didn't stay here for a long time. After all, the main reason why Zhang Heng came here is to temper his unique skills and learn the experience of duel and actual combat.

The experience of duel and actual combat is not to sit there and talk about the mountain with people and blow the ox and fork. It will improve with your skills.

Then, under the guidance of a Lian, Zhang Heng entered one of the secret rooms in the hall, changed his previous college dress in the secret room, took off his mask, carried a familiar overlord gun, and walked out of another secret portal.

Then a Lian directly led Zhang Heng, who was originally dressed, to another hall.

This is also a duel hall.

However, the environmental decoration is much better than the hall where Zhang Heng stayed before.

However, most of the decoration and furnishings are also mass-produced, but the quality is a little better, which is much worse than the hall where the gatekeeper was just now.

Take Zhang Heng to the hall. Ah Lian doesn't stay any longer, so she turns and leaves directly.

Other people saw a young man coming in, wearing the clothes of the factotum disciple of Anxi brave college. Many people's eyes immediately narrowed and looked at Zhang Heng carefully from head to foot.

Obviously, Zhang Heng, a teenager who won 21 duels in a row overnight last night, has been concerned by many silver braves and attracted the attention of these people.

After all, Zhang Heng has just been promoted to a silver brave. Everyone present may become Zhang Heng's opponent.

While others cast provocative or jealous eyes at Zhang Heng. Obviously, these people just felt that Zhang Heng's winning streak yesterday was just his good luck and met a group of soft persimmons.

As for the last group, they directly ignored Zhang Heng's existence.

Each of these people looks very annoying. Each of them seems to regard everything around them as air or clouds.

In their hearts, they only believe in themselves. In their eyes, they only have the yuan soldiers in their own hands.

These people are the least in number and sit alone, but they are very conspicuous in the crowd. They seem to stand out from the crowd. Naturally, they make people feel different.

Zhang Heng once heard that in the realm of refining Qi, some brave people will choose to Nourish Qi.

The so-called "I am good at nurturing my noble spirit" is a true portrayal of nurturing Qi.

Nourishing Qi is to cultivate a breath of "Qi" in your heart.

This tone can be not only "noble spirit", but also "awe inspiring evil spirit", can also be "righteousness of heaven and earth", can also be "brotherly spirit", can be "wine, lust and wealth", can also be "ethereal immortal spirit", and can also be "angry at the crown"

What matters is not what "Qi" you want to cultivate.

Instead, it can integrate this spirit with the courage's own vitality, complement each other, and finally grow each other.

Simply put, there is no best gas in the world, only the most suitable gas for yourself.

When a brave person perfectly integrates his own "Qi" with himself, he can keep this Qi and integrate it with himself all the time.

At that time, when he raised his hands and feet, in the eyes of the people around him, he would naturally have a great spirit of being arrogant and arrogant.

Obviously, these people have also heard of the existence of the "method of Nourishing Qi", and they seem to be working hard to tell others, "brother has nourishing qi, don't annoy me!"

However, when Zhang Heng, with the blessing of "potential", used the five senses to carefully explore these people, he couldn't help sighing.

Because Zhang Heng found that except for one of them, who did emit a unique spirit completely different from his vitality, there was nothing different except that his cultivation level was slightly higher than that of others in the hall.

To put it bluntly, Zhang Heng felt that except for one of the young people, he seemed to really touch the threshold of "Nourishing Qi", others were just putting on airs and forks.

Therefore, for the first time, Zhang Heng watched the young man sitting in the corner of the hall, silent and wearing a fierce ghost mask on his face.

At this time, the young man is sitting cross legged and falling into practice. He doesn't seem to care about everything around him. He seems to have been completely immersed in his own Kung Fu world.

But when Zhang Heng's eyes just fell on the young man, he immediately opened his eyes if he felt it, and looked back at Zhang Heng for the first time.

"It's interesting." Zhang Heng couldn't help but say in his heart, and then threw a punch at the other party. Of course, this time, Zhang Heng gave a serious boxing salute without half being careless and casual.

The other party saw Zhang Heng holding a fist and understood that he had no malice. He also held a fist cautiously and nodded slightly.

The other party seems to have noticed that Zhang Heng is not vulgar. Therefore, the salute to Zhang Heng is also serious.

Then Zhang Heng did not make more contact with the other party, but directly found a position in the hall, sat down and waited for his duel to begin.

A moment later, a middle-aged man without anger and power entered the hall and began to report several names to participate in the brave duel, among which there was no name of Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng noticed that the names of these people included a name called Li Qing.

When the dignified middle-aged called Li Qing's name, in the hall, the only young man who understood the introduction of the "method of Nourishing Qi" stood up slowly.

The young man helped down the fierce ghost mask on his face, then got up and followed the dignified middle-aged to turn and leave.

After the young man named Li Qing left, Zhang Heng was no longer interested in observing others or chatting with others. Then he sat cross legged, fell into a state of selflessness, and began to practice his own Qi refining formula.

He hoped that when he went to war, he could keep his state in the best state. Although Zhang Heng didn't realize that someone's strength was far beyond his imagination through his rough observation just now.

But Zhang Heng is not prepared to be careless. After all, the world of the brave has always been a hidden dragon and crouching tiger. No one dares to say that he is invincible in the world.

Perhaps among the people, in that humble corner, there is an opponent that Zhang Heng can't compete with.

It's no surprise that the other party's strength is stronger than Zhang Heng and is not perceived by the five senses after Zhang Heng's "potential" blessing.

And when Zhang Heng fell into practice.

In the hall, other people's voices of discussion rang out.

"Did you hear that? On the first floor of the natural selection building last night, there was a demon who decided to kill six generals. He was invincible. He had won more than 20 rounds of brave duels in a row. He was about to break through the first-class silver brave level of the natural selection building and become the third first-class gold brave this year." a thin middle-aged man opened the posture of storytelling crosstalk, Opening channel. A pair of shining small eyes prowled back and forth on the people.

"You won't say who it is. It's said that he is a freshman of Anxi Yongzhe college. Now he's just a factotum disciple, but your information is not accurate. Last night, he just had a duel, 21 games."

"The twenty-one duels were really wonderful and unforgettable, but I'm afraid it's still unknown that he will be able to win ten more games in a row and be promoted to become the third gold champion of natural choice building this year."

"After all, although his previous performance was very eye-catching, his previous competition was nothing more than a duel between the low-end brave in the first level of gas refining. If he wants to continue to perform so unstoppably in the duel between the silver brave, I'm afraid it depends on his own ability."

One of the young people listened to the thin middle-aged words, immediately pointed to the figure of Zhang Heng in the corner next to him, and analyzed it with confidence.

His analysis was clear, but he found that others looked at him strangely.

The young man's face value was suddenly a little ugly, but when he thought about it carefully, he always couldn't understand. There was a mistake in Ding'an in his words.

Just then, a young man next to me said, "you're talking about young Zhang Heng of Anxi brave college?"

"This man won 21 games in a row, many of which were won by the brave opponent. The strength of this young Zhang Heng is really good, but you may have made a mistake."

"The man who won more than 20 games in a row is not the young Zhang Heng you said."

The young man was surprised and inexplicable. There were not a few people with his general expression in the hall. Obviously, there were many people who didn't know about it.

The young man asked, "is it true that someone has won more than 20 games in a row? Who is that person?"

The thin middle-aged little eyes turned slightly and finally spit out a person's name: "violent tiger."

At the moment of hearing the name, someone's face had changed in the hall, and someone's face became pale without a trace of blood.

Someone slowly closed his eyes. It seemed that when he heard the name, he would immediately see scenes he didn't want to see.

Only the thin middle-aged voice continued: "this violent tiger is also some special."

"At first, when he took part in the first-class black iron brave duel, he often fought with his opponents. Many times, he won with one move and ended the war."

"But when he took part in the first bronze brave man duel, his combat power was obviously stronger. His black iron brave opponents had more than one point and two points. However, when he fought with his opponent, the combat power of both sides still seemed to be equal. Every time, he seemed to have experienced a hard battle before he finally won."

"From this point of view, compared with the young Zhang Heng before, he is obviously worse. After all, most of the duels between Zhang Heng are almost one move to win. In some duels, the brave opponent abstained and conceded."

"But what's strange is that even when the fierce tiger comes to the duel of the silver brave, he can keep up with his opponent's combat power. The young man named Zhang Heng doesn't know if he can still kill his opponent."