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Chapter 52

"Ah——" A shrill scream sounded, with trembling pain, Xinghun frowned deeply. The man stood on the wooden stake, his body constantly trembling and shaking, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. The originally white robe had been stained with sweat. Not only was the body shaking, but even the wooden stake under his feet. Although it was only one person's height, it stood on the ground without a point.

The cross-section of the wooden stake is only one foot surface, and Xinghun's feet cannot fall at all, so he can only maintain the Golden Rooster's independent posture without any grace. What makes him even more uncomfortable is that the Tai Chi cloak, which originally symbolized the identity of the Young Master of the Yanyu Tower, is now the biggest obstacle to him. Under the breeze, the body of Xinghun's foot stake is even more shaking. In fact, this is not the most difficult, after all, the initial level of the Star Soul Warrior Realm is there. If he calms down, it is not difficult to stand on the wooden stake. Standing on it is only the first step, and playing chess with Bai Xue is the most painful place.

Yes, not only should one stand safely on the wooden stake, but also fight with Bai Xue. As long as the star soul is eaten, Bai Xue will "reward" him a congenital sword energy. The sword energy is invisible and formless. The innate sword heart based on the origin of martial arts will not be wounded even if it pierces the flesh and flesh, but the pain is indeed double the ordinary injury. If this is the case alone, Bai Aotian's innate sword art will be too dull.

When the sword energy breaks the body, it will not only damage the internal organs of the body, but more importantly, it will destroy the qi and blood. If a warrior loses the qi and blood, he will only become an ordinary person. It can be said that Bai Xue, who has learned the innate swordsmanship, has the advantage of being arrogant to the younger generation of warriors. The martial arts world has never been a fair place. The bloodthirsty battle of the strong prey on the weak is the essence. It seems that the innate sword energy is the supreme swordsmanship mastery, but who can think of the hardships of practicing behind Bai Xue?

Although he is only three years old, he has to hold the Xuanyuan Sword, which is twice as big as hers, and swing it more than 100,000 times in a day. When he creates the origin of martial arts, he has to endure the heart-devouring pain of ten thousand swords that ordinary people can't imagine. If he had not had the pain and tempering of the past, how could he have seen the sword cultivation at the early stage of the Baixue Martial Arts Realm? How can he see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? There is never a shortcut to martial arts practice. It is precisely because he understands this principle that Xinghun has no complaints about everything now. There is no good thing in the world that he wants to stand at the top of the martial arts world, he must endure the painful cultivation that ordinary people cannot bear.

When you are in the warrior realm, the star soul has already realized the mind state of the heart. After entering the warrior realm, the star soul can enter the realm without any flaws.

This state is not perfect and must be under specific conditions. For example, when one's own emotional riots or when one's spirit is concentrated, what Star Soul now needs to do is to keep itself in the state of mind at all times. When fighting with the killer, Star Soul discovered its shortcomings and asked Bai Xue for advice in order to make up for it. The method given by Bai Xue is very simple.

Let yourself always maintain a peaceful and peaceful state, and let the force field of the three forces of the mind evolve. No matter what you do or what action, you must cooperate with direction, force, and pace to let the body remember this state at all times.

The shaking wooden stake and the golden rooster's independent posture are to make the heart of the Star Soul truly calm. Without a state of tranquility, how can we stand peacefully on the wooden stake? The chess confrontation is to let him use his mental strength field. The Star Soul is at a high place and Bai Xue is at a location. If you want to play chess, you must wrap the chess piece with internal force. The punishment of the innate sword energy is Bai Xue reminding him to maintain his artistic conception. As long as the force field is broken, or the star soul has an anxious mood, the pain of the innate sword energy will make him know the mistake.

If you really confront the chess and use Bai Xue's chess power, you can educate Xinghun to be a new person in minutes.

Xia Liu has been in seclusion for three days and has not yet broken through the warrior realm. In addition to reading ancient scrolls every day, Xinghun is designing and carving weapons, and the most important thing he does is to practice martial arts. In just three days, his progress was so rapid that even Bai Xue was amazed by Xinghun's efforts and understanding.

"Dragon Slaying Game" Xinghun shouted loudly, and black chess pieces crisscrossed, surrounding the snowy white pieces in the middle, leaving only one piece to slaughter the big dragon.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, a brilliant flashed across his delicate and cold blushing, and his white and tender right hand lowered Bai Zi to admit defeat. Although he only used five points of chess power, it was obvious that she was defeated. Moreover, during the confrontation, Xinghun only ate her a sword energy. From his ragged clothes to his smile now, he fully demonstrated the achievements of his cultivation during this period.

With a slight toe, the star soul fell safely from the wooden stake.

"Young Master."

"A Xue——" A man and a woman looked at each other and smiled, everything was indifferent.

The momentum soared into the sky rose from the ground, like a sharp blade, as if it was about to cut the entire sky. The momentum of the warrior realm caused the pressure on ordinary people was like a huge rock of gold, but there was no pressure for both of them. Xinghun and Bai Xue turned around at the same time and looked at the quiet room behind the shop, which was where Xia Liu was retreating.

The internal force is invisible and intangible, but it can make people feel clearly mixed with a crazy feeling. Heat is everywhere, and it only feels that being in a steamer is the unique temperature of iron smelting martial arts. Compared to before, Star Soul even felt a vague pressure. Star Soul has broken through the warrior realm and can oppress him with momentum, as long as a warrior realm cultivator in the warrior realm. However, he has no joy because this aura mixed with heat and madness is not stable, just like the two sides of a single-plank bridge. One side is success, and the other side is failure.

Xia Liu, who was sitting upright in the quiet room, had a painful struggle, half of her face was a hideous and painful look, and the other side was a soothing and peaceful side. Obviously, after three days of retreat, Xia Liu had reached the last step, the last step of success and failure. Success was to break through the realm. Failure was to flow back the qi and blood, waiting for the qi and blood to recover. It may be a year, or forever.

Instead of struggling in his heart, it is better to step into the sky and destroy everything. When his mind was transparent, it seemed as if something had been broken. The original aura of the fiery red internal force in the dantian emitted, and the surging power surged into the kidneys like a tide. When the power filled the organs, the pressure of the warrior realm began to spread and press into the entire quiet room.

"I——" The sound of the door opening sounded. Xia Liu carried his hands on her back, with a refreshing confidence, and looked at Xinghun and Bai Xue who were staring at him from afar.

"Soul, let us become the most peak martial artists in the Central Plains."

After hearing this, Xinghun made a crazy laugh and said, "It should be so true. A man will not be willing to be mediocre in his lifetime."

Under the dim moonlight at night, Xinghun and Xia Liu sat opposite each other, tasting the tea made by Bai Xue himself. Since leaving the peak of the mountain, the tea ceremony seemed to have been integrated into their lives. Piano, chess, books, paintings are things that Xinghun must do every day. Without Bai Xue's supervision, Xinghun fell in love with such a peaceful life. The temperament of the elegant young master made him look gentle, plain and gentle.

"Soul, how are the materials collected?" Xia Liu did not test his martial arts strength like Star Soul, but instead he was obsessed with forging a two-edged sword. Iron smelting martial arts was originally created to forge magical weapons and weapons, and the best way to understand his own strength was also the same. The reason why Xia Liu created his own martial arts was to make up for the shortcomings of iron smelting martial arts.

"I have already prepared it, just wait for you, Brother Xia."

While Xinghun said it, he also explained his cooperation with the martial arts arena. Although he is the designer of the weapon, Xia Liu is still the forged one after all, and he is qualified to know the purpose of the two-edged sword. Xinghun's frank attitude made Xia Liu very satisfied. Although it was a pity in his heart, he nodded in agreement. The huge forces in the martial arts arena were there, and cooperation with them can obviously get a lot of benefits. With their current situation of no foundation, Xinghun's is absolutely very correct.

It was just a two-edged sword, and Xia Liu didn't see it at all. He enjoyed the process of forging with iron smelting martial arts.

"Let's go! Go and see where the fighting arena is ready for us."

The efficiency of the martial arts arena is very fast. In just three days, they found a secluded forging place for them. Not only that, even the forging materials are available, and the location is not far from the store.

Even Xia Liu sighed when he saw the dazzling array of metals. Although many of them were not seen by Xia Liu, and some were not even worthwhile, the huge number was destined to be everything. Even the Xuan Iron Sect, which is famous for its forging, does not have such a large number of metals. If the metal can be refined into weapons, it can supply at least a hundred-person warrior army.

"Flint refining, the martial arts arena can even get such things." In the shelves, there was a unique metal stone. When she saw the stone, Xia Liu shouted in shock.

Flint Refining is a metal ore unique to the Xuantie Gate. This metal does not exist elsewhere. It is a metal stone unique to the Xuantie Sect Mountains, so it is filled with the name of "Fire Refining". The ore must be continuously burned for three days and three nights, but if the Xuantie Gate takes action, the iron smelting martial arts only takes one stick of incense to melt. Flint Refining is regarded as a unique thing by the sect and is absolutely not allowed to flow out, but he did not expect to see it here.

It seems that the Xuan Iron Gate is not a single piece, which shows how ridiculous Xia Liu's previous persistence was.

Seeing Xia Liu's silent state, Xinghun reminded him: "Brother Xia, let's start!"

"kindness."

The firewood was put into the forging furnace, and the blazing flames evaporated, and the temperature of the entire forging chamber continued to rise. Since there was a better choice, ordinary ore metal was naturally ignored. Xia Liu picked up the flint and threw it into the flame. As Xinghun violently pulled the bellows, the color of the flame gradually turned pink. How could ordinary firewood refine ore metal be refined? Some ignition-enhancing liquid materials were added to it.

The high temperature burned for nearly a stick of incense, and the flint was still in the flames. Xia Liu's eyes narrowed and flashed by, and his sharp eyes were like lines, staring at the metal stones wrapped in flames. The unique momentum of the warrior realm spread, and the internal force in the dantian was stimulated, and his hands condensed the scorching temperature, and while urging, the internal force was input into the flames.

Compared to Xia Liu, Xinghun is very busy at this moment. He is always adding firewood and has to work hard to pull the bellows. Even if he has the identity of a warrior and has the cultivation level of the warrior realm, he is still sweating profusely in this situation, and pulling the bellows is even more exhausting. The bellows are just made of wooden. If the star soul uses too much force, the bellows will definitely turn into pieces. Xia Liu's iron smelting palm only plays a guiding role and cannot substantially transform the refining metal that produces flames. Adding firewood to Xinghun is to ensure that the flames are not extinguished. With the hot temperature of iron smelting martial arts, it is only a matter of time to melt the flintstones.
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