In a dense forest deep in baichanggu, Wan Shaoyuan's heart was full of resentment and shame. He was not only defeated in the challenge arena by the one he hated most, but also robbed of his favorite woman.
Zhu Le'an also hugged Ji Yilan in public. This blow made Wan Shaoyuan crazy who had never been familiar with the world.
What made him feel more humiliated was that Ji Yilan Mingming personally promised him to live and fly with him a few nights ago, but he changed his mind today!
Wan Shaoyuan didn't hate Ji Yilan. He just felt that Zhu Le'an forced Ji Yilan behind his back.
By all means!
He hates, he hates!
He hates Zhu Le'an's deceiving people too much and his incompetence even more!
"Ah!!!"
Wan Shaoyuan roared madly. He beat the trees and boulders around him madly with his fist. He didn't use any spiritual power, only the physical power, but he didn't practice the body refining skills, and his hands were blurred without too much knowledge.
But he seemed unaware and continued to vent there, as if he regarded these trees as Julian.
"It's ridiculous. If you can't beat others, you'll come here to compete with stone and wood. It's useless." at this time, a disdainful voice came with sarcasm.
"Who?!"
Wan Shao Yuanmeng turned around and saw only a middle-aged man with an ordinary face in gray clothes standing there. He had never seen him before.
The man was cold for seventeen years. He said faintly, "you don't care who I am. I just ask you, do you hate Zhu Le'an?"
"Of course!" Wan Shaoyuan said in a hate voice.
"Since you hate him so much, you need to practice hard. One day you will surpass him and defeat him with your own strength. Take back the glory that should belong to you and the woman that should belong to you!
But what do you mean to cowards by what you do now? "Leng 17's tone is very flat, but there seems to be some strange rhythm in this sentence.
Cold seventeen is a more natural and free use of magic. There is a trace of magic in his eyes and words.
He just wants to amplify the hatred in Wan Shaoyuan's heart.
Wan Shaoyuan's eyes turned red when he was stimulated by Leng Shiqi's words. His nails fell deeply into his palm and even pierced his skin and shed blood.
He didn't say a word, his face was struggling, and finally he was depressed.
The other party is right. He is really a coward.
He has no confidence to beat Zhu Le'an, and he may have no chance in the future.
You should know that Zhu Le'an has sublimated the spirit sea one step ahead of him. Maybe a few years later, Zhu Le'an can break through the spirit channel and become an expert in the four realms of heaven and man.
And his Wan Shaoyuan didn't even condense into a Linghai, but would be pulled farther and farther!
What can he do to defeat Julian?
Seeing him like this, Leng seventeen said, "am I right? But I'm still that question. Do you want revenge?"
"Of course, I want to dream!" Wan Shaoyuan roared, "but what's the use of thinking alone?! my cultivation is not as good as him, I can't beat him!"
"Who says you can't defeat him if your cultivation is not as good as him?" Leng Shiqi shook his head and said, "there are many battles in the world where the weak win the strong. As long as you have strong spiritual skills, you can defeat Zhu Le'an."
"Such spiritual skills must be at least five levels or more. There are some in the sect, but the elders of the school will certainly not give them to me." Wan Shaoyuan lost his breath.
Leng Shiqi locked Wan Shaoyuan's eyes and said, "if you really want to learn, I can teach you."
As soon as these words came out, Wan Shaoyuan's body immediately gave a meal and looked at Leng seventeen with vigilance.
If nothing is courteous, either rape or theft!
Besides, spiritual skills are the same as skills. They are the secret of the sect. Ordinary people can't even find them. Now the stranger in front of him wants to teach him a powerful spiritual skill?
Even though Wan Shaoyuan was simple but not stupid, he asked vigilantly, "who are you? What's the purpose of doing this?"
"I'm just a passer-by. I want to help you when I see you so humiliated." here, a glimmer of colorful light flashed in Leng 17's eyes.
"You don't have to be so nervous. I have no fixed place for my family all over the world. I only give you a spiritual skill. I don't want you to worship the teacher or pay anything. Just think I want to make a good relationship.
I'm still saying, "do you want to avenge yourself and be ashamed before you fall?"
The colorful light in Leng seventeen's eyes became more vigorous.
But wan Shaoyuan seemed to know nothing about it, and his look became a little dull, but when he heard the shame before the snow, his eyes suddenly burst out of amazing hatred!
Wan Shaoyuan nodded deeply!
Seeing this scene, Leng Shiqi smiled in his heart. Under the spell of magic, Wan Shaoyuan finally took the bait.
Leng Shiqi hugged his arms and said, "the spiritual skill I want to pass on to you actually has something to do with your bipolar stronghold. You should be optimistic."
After that, Leng 17's breath coagulated, showing the power of transforming the peak level of the spirit realm.
Then his hands moved, and suddenly hundreds of psychic filaments with cold Qi surged out. These cold filaments changed infinitely, sometimes as indestructible as a sharp spear, sometimes as tough and soft as a wicker.
However, no matter what it looks like, the terrible cold force has frozen all the trees and stones around it into ice!
Cold seventeen turned the area within ten feet into a cold hell!
Wan Shaoyuan was stunned. Is this the destructive power that hualingjing can have?
Moreover, he could also see that the spiritual skill used by Leng 17 was indeed somewhat similar to the extremely cold ice silk hand he cultivated.
In front of this spiritual skill, the extremely cold silk hand is like a child's house!
If he learns this spiritual skill, even if Zhu Le'an is in a half step spiritual pulse state, he is sure to defeat the other party easily!
After the shock, Wan Shaoyuan immediately showed his ecstasy. He hugged his fist and said, "senior, do you really want to pass this spiritual skill to me?"
Leng Shiqi continued to maintain his magic, and his voice was full of inducement. "Yes, I might as well tell you that in fact, my ancestor has a lot of roots with your ancestors in bipolar mountain stronghold.
My cold hell thousand silk hand is essentially born out of the extremely cold ice silk hand, so you don't steal a teacher after learning. Besides, you have the foundation of the extremely cold ice silk hand and will learn quickly. "
When Wan Shaoyuan heard this, he suddenly realized that the elder had something to do with zongmen. The last trace of vigilance in his heart was finally put down.
"But you must not tell others about my spiritual skills, not even your elders! Can you do it?"
Wan Shaoyuan immediately said, "please rest assured, I won't tell anyone."
Leng Shiqi waved his hand and said, "well, I'll pass you the LINGJI formula first. You can come here every two days after you go back to understand."