The waterfall is about 30 to 40 meters high. The turbulent water flow tilts down, hitting the smooth giant rocks below, making a rumbling sound, like a series of muffled thunder exploding, and countless splashes of water splashing up.

Lan's eyes gathered and his face changed.

I saw him take off his clothes, his legs suddenly bent, and pouring into the waterfall like a diving man. Although he was thin, when he stood in the waterfall, his muscles were obvious.

Lan raised his head and let the powerful water hit his head, and he gradually became excited.

The long-lost smile finally appeared.

Yes, it seemed to be the first time he had a smile without any burden.

All the pressure was vented under the waterfall.

The smile disappeared,

Lan bent his legs and suddenly exerted force and jumped upwards.

Whoosh!

Lan rose up from the ground, and the height of his body was three meters high, and a turbulent flow was raised in the whole body.

Under such a powerful waterfall, he could jump up three meters high. It is conceivable how terrifying his power is.

Not to mention jumping up under the pressure of a huge waterfall, it would be very amazing even if you can stand firm under this waterfall.

However, Lan not only stood firm, but even kept jumping up again and again.

As an assassin, light skills are undoubtedly an indispensable means.

Only by constantly challenging under the pressure of exceeding the limit can we practice the so-called light skills.

Just jump up, fall down, jump up...

After repeating it fifty times, Lan stopped this boring action.

Lying on the big rock under the waterfall, after resting for a while, he suddenly stood up.

He pulled out the short blade and waved it in the waterfall. A series of cold lights lit up under the water curtain. Each knife was so fast. As soon as the cold light cut open the water curtain, another cold light lit up again.

It's like there's always a stream of water in a huge waterfall that's incomplete.

Just like this, she kept waving the short blade, and Lan waved her arms faster.

He discovered that after the awakening of the martial soul, not only his strength increased, but his body's resilience also changed tremendously, and of course his speed.

This improvement in all aspects made him feel a little reluctant to believe that his strength had actually improved twice as much as the original one.

Under these turbulent flows that are several dozen meters high, the impact force is unquestionable.

The water flow was like a water whip whip on him, but Lan's body was not only strong, he stood under the waterfall and enjoyed the pleasure of practicing under this pressure.

After a full afternoon of training, Lan jumped out of the waterfall to the shore.

As soon as he returned to the shore, all the pressure disappeared, and he felt like he was floating in the air. The lightness of his body made him unable to help but jump up flat and try to jump up.

Whoosh!

With a sudden slightest moment, he flew straight up like an arrow through the clouds, and his jumping was as high as fifteen meters.

Then he fell into the ground and continued to bounce with force. Every leap was a significant increase in strength.

"I finally realized my physical potential." Lan said to himself, "But it is still not enough. Continuing to exercise like this will only make it easier and less effective, and it will not be able to achieve the effect of cultivation. It seems that it is necessary to increase the burden."

Lan glanced around, and his eyes suddenly stopped on a large disc-shaped stone, and he thought to himself: "In the next period of time, we can use it to exercise our body's toughness. As for the speed of swinging the knife, we still need to find a huge iron rod."

After standing in front of the waterfall for about half an hour, Lan put on his clothes and gently flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

After entering the small village, Lan went directly to the old village chief's house. Looking at the dilapidated building, Lan decided to build a new building for the old village chief tomorrow.

A drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water.

After dinner in the evening, Lan sat on the bed, meditating and practicing with his eyes closed.

The next day.

As soon as it was dawn, Lan had already walked out of the door with the old village chief's long and wide kitchen knife.

Soon, he came to the woods on the back mountain of Taoli Village.

This kitchen knife is about two feet long and very sharp. Lan feels very easy to hold it.

He walked towards a big tree, his face darkened, he raised his right hand, suddenly exerted force, and slashed towards the big tree with a knife.

I saw a cold light passing through the trunk of the big tree in an instant.

Then the big tree, which was half a meter in diameter, was cut off by him with a knife.

"What a sharp knife!"

Lan looked at the fallen tree with a look of surprise. He didn't expect that he would cut it off with just one knife.

He looked at the kitchen knife carefully. After a moment, the light flashed in his eyes and his heart trembled, "So that's it, what kind of founder is this?"

Lan found that although the material of this kitchen knife is not considered a good hard iron, the founder who created this kitchen knife is too superb.

Very refined, this is something he had never seen before in his previous life.

After slashing the big tree just now, the knife was still extremely sharp and there was no trace of rolling the mouth. If it were an ordinary kitchen knife, the knife's hole might have been rolled back just now when he exerted his force.

In this way, Lan waved his kitchen knife and wandered in the woods. In less than an hour, he cut down dozens of big trees.

Then, the trees were divided into several sections and transported them to the village with their own strength.

When he returned to the village, the old village chief was coming back from outside to work, as if he had gone to another neighbor's house. He saw him walking towards the house with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Looking at the piles of wood, the old village chief looked confused.

what happened?

Lan walked over and returned the kitchen knife to the old village chief, "Grandpa, when you saw that you were not at home in the morning, I borrowed your kitchen knife to go out to cut down trees. Your house is too broken, so I will build another one for you."

"What?" The old village chief was shocked. He looked at Lan with disbelief. He could not believe that the wood was cut by Lan.

You know, Lan is only six years old now!

A six-year-old child can cut such a stout tree?

The old village chief took a sudden breath, his back felt cold, and he said tremblingly: "Child, did you say that you cut back these woods?"

Lan nodded, "Yes, village chief grandfather, I cut back all these woods from the woods in the back mountain. These woods should be enough to build a new house for you, right?"

"By the way, village chief, I didn't find any available tools in the morning, so I took your cooking knife to cut down the tree, and I'll give it to you now."

The old village chief was completely stunned at this time.

It would be fine if a six-year-old child could cut such a strong tree, but he forced himself to believe it.

But when Lan handed him the kitchen knife, his chin even fell to the ground, and his whole body was completely petrified.
Chapter completed!