Chapter 29 Hope
Boom——
With a roar and touch, Jiulong threw down the huge lead lock held high above his head, smashing the ground with a loud noise, a big earthquake trembling and dusty.
Jiulong gently wiped his sweat, twisted his body left and right, picked up a coarse porcelain bowl, poured out a large bowl of water from the water jar, and looked up to drink it clean.
"Come again!" Jiulong casually dropped the bowl, turned around, picked up a big bow, bent his left leg hard, slightly bent his right leg, and took a step back into a bow shape. The muscles all over his body trembled, his muscles and bones thundered, his arms were strong, and his whole body became bowed. Suddenly, and he bowed left and right.
"Open!" Jiulong shouted, and the 2,000-jin steel bow was pulled into a full moon by Jiulong. It was released with a jump. The strong force buzzed, and the air was shocked.
"Open!" Jiulong was familiar with the light car, pulling the big bow again, exchanging left and right, so repeatedly without stopping.
Ten days later...
"Kill!" Jiulong's bare hands, **'s muscles were as clear as tree roots, and his sweat flowed like a stream. Suddenly, he shouted and killed the roaring warcraft not far away.
The third-level monster cone-tailed lizard is good at speed, extremely high defense, and the attack is extremely fierce, and bloodthirsty and fierce. The third-level Warcraft is a gladiator as a training tool.
Of course, with the cultivation of the Kowloon five-level warrior, it is effortless to kill a third-level monster, but instructor Thomas does not allow them to use fighting spirit and relies on their bodies to resist the cone-tailed lizard.
Kowloon practiced the mysterious "Imperial Dragon Road". Naturally, the various fighting martial arts used by Crosas could not be used, which made Jiulong difficult for a long time. After such a long time of training, Jiulong slowly groped and cooperated with the half-hangzi Taijiquan he learned, and gradually explored a kind of his own uniqueness. Some tricks.
Seven stars fly across the tiger, and the white crane's bright wings and hidden legs!
With a loud shout, Jiulong was like a fierce tiger going down the mountain, majestic and domineering. His hands suddenly raised and fluttered in the air, like a bright-winged white crane. His spirit was far away and invincible in the world.
brush——
One step closer, wave your hands, gestures change continuously, bang! Bang! Bang! Continuous heavy punches bombarded the body of the cone-tailed lizard, and the steel-like armor of the cone-tailed lizard came from the sound of bombarding.
Roar——
The fierce and shining eyes of the cone-tailed lizard were full of wild cruelty. The scarlet snake creed and sounded, and the severe pain came. It roared up to the sky, and its body was suddenly twisted. It shook its tail and thorned - the air cracked and trembled endlessly. It twitched in the air, dominated the world and cut directly to the abdomen of Jiulong.
The reason why the cone-tailed lizard is named after the cone tail is really his famous tail. A tail is extremely fierce. Even if he is a four-level warrior, if he is drawn by this tail, he will definitely die!
Dodge——
Kowloon's feet flashed continuously, like a ghost, and a sudden flash. He could avoid this tail twitch. His legs pressed down and jumped violently, like a spirit monkey, brushed down the cone-tailed lizard.
Although the cone-tailed lizard is not intelligent, its instinct to meet the enemy is extremely strong. Legend has it that the cone-tailed lizard has the blood of the dragon clan. As long as it evolves again, it can become the lowest terrestrial dragon on the mainland.
pa——
The tail pulled back and swept to Kowloon like a fan. The flying Kowloon had nowhere to borrow. In addition, it could not use true qi to fight, and was actually swept by the three-level Warcraft cone-tailed lizard.
With a crack, Jiulong was directly hit by the tail of the cone-tailed lizard, flew back, and fell to the ground. Looking at the abdomen, the skin was open, the perfect muscle mass was torn, and a deep blood stain was dazzling.
"Shake Pollard!" Seeing that Jiulong was defeated, Thomas nodded with satisfaction and shouted the name of Shock Pollard!
"Yes!" Shock Pollard shouted coldly, did not frown, and jumped to meet the third-level Warcraft-tailed lizard.
The roar was endless, and after a few rounds, Shock Pollard also lost.
Brush!
Thomas's long whip slammed, like a spiritual snake touching. In an instant, it was close to the tail lizard, with a thorn, and the long whip wrapped in thick black fighting spirit was infinitely elongated. After a while, the whole lizard was pulled up in the air and directly thrown into a huge deep pit not far away.
"Warriors, today's training is over! Go back to rest and continue tomorrow morning!" Thomas glanced at the sky and said slowly.
"Yes!" All the gladiators shouted in unison.
In the bathtub, Jiulong closed his eyes and refreshed, and a strong herbal smell was permeated. This was Jiulong taking a medicinal bath. The huge true air in his body rotated, and the Jiulong Tower was golden, and a trace of golden fog penetrated out, slowly repairing Jiulong's injured body.
brush——
Suddenly, Jiulong jumped up and rotated in the air. I don't know what kind of technique was used. After slipping, he wrapped a piece of bath towel not far away around his body. His wet hair was scattered on his back. The purple light flashed in his eyes. His black pupils were as bright as a night pearl, his cheeks were white, and his outline was firm, such as It is as perfect as the magic carving.
A scar on the left face is conspicuous and dazzling, destroying the real perfect face. Jiulong steps slowly. The simple room is very irregular, and Jiulong can't care so much. He lies casually **, gently breathes and stirs his jaws, and gradually enters the dream... Earth, home, parents, friends, and people he loves. It's vivid...
Two months later, on the arena, Jiulong was wearing armor, wearing a helmet, and a sharp sword in his hand flashed coldly, swallowing bursts of light, shuttle! Shuttle! The sword light swallowed, and a blow came out, with a bang, and the air trembled.
It was Thomas, the instructor who fought against Jiulong. Thomas, a seven-level martial artist, flashed with black light and continuous circulation. His powerful momentum was majestic, and the giant sword opened and closed, and he continued to bombard Jiulong one after another.
With a bang, Jiulong was thrown up in the air by Thomas, kicked him and fell to the ground, with a gray face and a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth.
Kowloon, a five-level martial artist, can fight against Thomas, a seven-level martial artist, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to see, but Kowloon has broken common sense. Now the gladiator teammates trained with him are obedient to Kowloon. Jiulong's great progress shocked them, and their strong combat talent makes them look forward to the dust. Surgme, the strange true spirit made them more afraid.
Two months and twenty days...
On the arena, Jiulong wore forced lead armor, with a thick armor of 3,000 catties, wrapped around Jiulong, just like a black ball.
hu——
suction——
Kowloon breathed and breathed, but his feet were as fast as lightning. His footsteps shook repeatedly and ran fast. In the blink of an eye, Kowloon had rushed to the finish line.
hu——
Jiulong exhaled, took a deep breath, moved slowly for a while, and walked to an iron lock and lifted an iron lock. The iron lock weighing 2,000 pounds was raised above his head by Kowloon. With a bang, Jiulong pushed hard, threw it up in the air, and threw it to 30 meters away. With a bang, the earth shook. Trembling.
"Come again!" Jiulong wears 3,000 catties of lead armor and can lift 2,000 catties of iron locks and throw it to 30 meters. What a terrible number. Kowloon was definitely not so powerful before the training, but after Thomas devil training every day, it did reach an incredible level.
"Rockus!" Thomas narrowed his eyes into a thin line and looked at Kowloon from afar. With a long whip, the fighting spirit burst, the air burst, and suddenly shouted, "Train now!"
"Yes!" Jiulong shouted loudly, and his eyes suddenly became emotionless and extremely calm. He was as calm as a cheetah waiting for food. He stared at a run-out wild horse in the distance, as fast as lightning, hissing and galloping.
brush——
Kowloon moved, really quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit, brushing, like a ghost, approaching the wild horse like a wind and lightning.
Sy-
The reinsed wild horse is like facing a big enemy, roaring at the sky, the sound is like thunder, and the front hoof is suddenly leaning forward, like a violent lion, with its hind legs pedaling on the ground, and the speed is soaring again, like electricity like a shadow, fleeting.
Where to escape——
Kowloon ran quickly, and the nearby wild horse suddenly shouted, "Where to escape--" brushed. Jiulong's legs slammed on the ground, and the golden light flashed under his feet. With a sound of rumor, he flew up in the air, Jinpeng spread his wings and phoenix flew for nine days!
brush——
Kowloon brushed it, sat firmly on the horse's back, pulled up a whip inserted in the horse's back, stabbed, and slapped the horse's buttocks.
Sy-
The wild horse's front hoof was raised again, and its body swayed rapidly, shaking left and right, and suddenly turned 360 degrees. If it wanted to shake off the Kowloon on its back with centripetal force.
"Good beast!" Jiulong fell into the horse's mane, his legs clamped the horse's abdomen, and the whip raised again and whipped! With a snap, the wild horse ran wild again.
So repeatedly, the wild horse also felt exhausted and had no idea of resisting. With the manipulation of Jiulong and running hard, Jiulong was on the horse, galloping, raising the long whip gently, and whipping quickly.
"Repleve the weapon!" Thomas shook the long whip, and a heavy knife suddenly pulled up and shot over like an arrow. With a bang, Jiulong held the heavy knife.
"Aw!" Jiulong shouted fiercely, and the heavy back of the knife slapped the horse's buttocks and shot like a sharp arrow. The target was the archer's passage 30 meters ahead.
Hundreds of archers were divided into left and right camps, looking at each other, holding long bows in their hands, and sharp wolf teeth and arrows flashed coldly.
Seeing Jiulong shooting, the archer at the head made his subordinates press, and suddenly shouted and shot! Oh! Oh! Oh! The arrows shot out like a bee and shot at the galloping Kowloon.
Hang! Hak! Hak! Hak!
The crisp sound came, and the knife in Jiulong's hand flashed and flew in the air. The sound of the roar was endless. The swarming arrows were intercepted, and even few of them were close to Jiulong's body.
With a brush, Jiulong passed through the bow and arrow passage. Just then.
Roar——
The flame lion raised its head and roared. Berber was tall, and his fiery red hair was unusually conspicuous. The red cloak behind him was hunting like a battle flag. The fighting spirit was running and suddenly shouted, "All gladiators stop training, and the great young master Galil can come to the arena in person and execute it immediately. There is no mistake! "