~： One hundred and eighty-nine. The sky doesn't give birth to me Yang Ming

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Shrek Academy.

A fuzzy figure, holding a long sword in his hand.

Sword shadows are sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

The place where the sword shadow is waving is like a track of the world, the mystery is endless, and the tricks and tricks are all inclusive of profound swordsmanship.

After visiting other people's training, the Imperial Fighting Team sat in a row under the shady banyan tree and watched Yang Ming as a solitary sword.

As the most advanced swordsmanship in the Golden Swordsman, Du Gu Nine Sword contains a generation of masters of swordsmanship, even in the Douluo Continent.

It was just a moment of kung fu. Even if Yu Tianheng and others had not practiced swordsmanship, it was an eye-opener, as if Yang Ming had opened a new door for them.

Arrow breaking!

Broken knife style!

Broken gun!

Broken palm...

There are nine tricks in total, each of which has a unique ability to crack various tricks. Each trick is killed by a flaw. Jian Feng has a sharp edge that makes people dare not look straight, as if he will point at his chest in the next moment. general.

Yang Ming took a sip, the sword light shimmered, as if there were all kinds of changes. There were heavy sword shadows around him, and the water around him could not be drained. He wielded a sword, and the sword light was bright and flowery.

Yang Ming's sword is very fast, and he can hardly see even the shadow. If everyone in the room is of good strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to keep up with the speed of Yang Ming's sword.

A sword pierced, as fast as lightning.

Broken sword is designed to be a fast word. There is a way to martial arts in the world, but the fast is not broken. Yang Ming unconsciously uses ghost shadows at his feet.

The figure and sword form gradually and harmoniously form one, regardless of each other.

Even though Yang Ming has kept Du Gu's memory of defeat in mind, every time he practices Du Gu Nine Sword, he will always have a new feeling. Even now, he doesn't dare to say that he has practiced the sword technique to its peak.

Even so, it is a very boring thing to practice swordsmanship day after day, year after year. Ordinary people may not be able to bear it for a long time, but Yang Ming is very happy and has no sense of fatigue.

In Douluo Continent, the strong are respected, and the weak do not have the ability to dominate their own destiny.

Despite traveling to Douluo mainland for 13 years, Yang Ming's memory of reading the original works in the past has become quite vague, and it is ambiguous to only remember what happened.

But he knew very well that in a few years, Wuhundian would probably have to fight against the three cases.

Once the Wuhun Temple emerged from the dormant period, tearing away the usual disguise and preparing for the hegemony of the mainland, it was really that the soul emperor was not as good as a dog, and the soul was walking everywhere, even Contra and the title Douluo stood at the peak. The strong will also debut one after another.

The time left for Yang Ming is actually not much, so Yang Ming cherishes the time in the college now and can practice in a peaceful environment, and he will never waste a minute of time.

ten thousand years is too long, fight for now!

As the saying goes, men are often the most handsome when they are serious.

Of course, this is usually because the girls’ words are poor and they can’t find other advantages of this boy. They talk nonsense, but there are some reasons.

The oblique bangs dripped a few drops of sweat, Yang Ming put the sword into the sheath, and his stomach contracted, absorbing the oxygen in the air, and constantly emptied the turbid gas in the chest cavity.

Even in the Soto Great Fighting Soul Field before, Yang Ming kicked out of the Fighting Soul Platform with no mercy and jade, Dugu Goose had to say a fair word, at this time Yang Ming was full of masculine beauty .

Take off the five hundred catties of heavy weight on his back. Yang Ming took a break and rested. Seeing Yu Tianheng sitting under the banyan tree, he waved at them and said:

"How about, do you want to come and try our training methods?"

After hearing the words, Yu Tianheng moved.

To tell the truth, after watching Yang Ming train for a long time, he also had a little itchy hand.

Standing up, Yu Tianheng patted the fallen leaves sticking to his clothes, walked to Yang Ming, and took a five hundred-jin turtle shell from him.

Good weight!

This is the first time to contact, feedback Yu Yuheng feeling.

Yu Tianheng tried to carry the turtle shell on his back, as if the two shoulders were to be broken. Two thick hemp ropes were deeply sunk on the shoulders, and two traces were recessed. The painful Yu Tianheng sucked back A breath of breath.

The two legs are as heavy as if they were filled with lead water, and the knees are bent so as to remove the weight from the body.

Seeing that Yu Tianheng was so strenuous, Yang Ming couldn't help concern:

"Are you OK?"

Yu Tianheng was also a top genius at the Tiandou Royal Academy. Yang Ming didn’t speak. Fortunately, as soon as he talked, he immediately inspired his stubbornness and vigor in his heart. He clenched his teeth tightly, and his occlusal muscles were extremely prominent. There were two long fumes.

Finally, he held a sentence from the back of his throat:

"Okay!"

Because Yang Ming did not use his soul power to protect his body, Yu Tianheng did not use his soul power. Otherwise, for a strong person of his Soul Venerable level, five hundred pounds of heavy objects would be nothing.

Yu Tianheng burst into tears, struggling to kick.

"boom!"

In the heavy footsteps, Yu Tianheng's body crooked, and he could hardly maintain his balance.

Yang Ming's hands were quick and fast, he quickly reached out and held his hand to help Yu Tianheng avoid the embarrassment of falling on the spot.

With Yang Ming taking care of him, Yu Tianheng is the soul-respecting strongman after all, after a little bit of adapting to the weight of 500 kg, he can quickly stumble.

Yes, you read that right.

Yu Tianheng finally learned to walk with weight!

Thinking that Yang Ming had been carrying such a heavy object before, he could actually walk upside down without saying, and walking vigorously, Yu Tianheng's face was very unsightly.

It turned out that the gap between me and Yang Ming was so big!

Dugu Goose quickly came to his heart, squeezing his clothes tightly, shouting:

"Tianheng, come on!"

Other teammates also cheered Yu Tianheng loudly:

"Boss, come on!"

Inspired by the team members, Yu Tianheng seemed to have a strength to be born out of thin air, but he walked smoothly.

After ten minutes, Yu Tianheng unraveled the turtle shell and sat on the ground with his buttocks. He had been bleeding from the shoulders with rope. Fortunately, Ye Lingling came to treat it, otherwise it will definitely leave scars.

"Call!"

Yu Tianheng raised his head and sighed in relief, seeing Yang Ming picking up the turtle shell to practice again, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Only the horror of turtle shell training was tried to understand Yang Ming's easy and free performance at this time, through what kind of difficult training can be achieved.

Moreover, Yang Ming is only 13 years old now!

When thinking of Yang Ming's excessively young age, Yu Tianheng couldn't help but have a question.

"Yang Ming, take the liberty to ask, what is the purpose of your hard training like this?"

Yang Ming took a slight movement in his hand and turned his head and laughed a little:

"Don't give birth to Yang Ming, Douluo is like a long night."

"Since I came to this world, of course I have to start a big business."

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