Chapter 109 True or False Hong Yi

Chapter Chapter Nine True and False Hong Yi

When he gradually adapted to this pressure, Hong Yi stood up slowly again and began to walk forward slowly. He has to resist great pressure every step of his. The whole square plate brings infinite pressure to Hong Yi...

It took Hong Yi three hours to barely walk one meter away from the square plate. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. At this time, Hong Yi can't sit down anymore, once he sits down. He was worried that he could no longer stand up, and his footsteps were constantly moving forward. With every step, Hong Yi slowly moved forward by five centimeters.

This meter, even if you advance by one centimeter, the pressure will increase several times. Hong Yi's consciousness is almost on the verge of collapse, and there is only one belief in Hong Yi's heart, which is to become stronger. The greater the pain, the more powerful you can become in this way.

0.5m.....

Hong Yi spent an hour again and insisted on advancing 0.5 meters. Now as long as he stretches out his hand, it is completely possible to touch the square plate.

At this time, Hong Yi lowered his body and slowly stretched out his hand. Finally, Hong Yi successfully touched the transparent square plate...

"Bang!"

At this moment, the square plate instantly became its original state and suddenly became dark. A figure rushed out. The next moment, a "Hong Yi" rushed out of the square plate directly. The fists and feet touched each other, and the fierce momentum erupted like a volcano...

Within the shrouded range of the square plate, the two figures are constantly intertwined, exactly the same, and there is no truth from the false. When you are careful, you can you find that one person's expression is vivid, while the other person's expression is indifferent, with dark eyes, and there is no emotional fluctuation at all.

Obviously, although the two people in it look the same, the strength of the indifferent expression of "Hong Yi" is more horizontal. The two fight fiercely, but his boxing style instantly broke through Hong Yi's defense, punched fiercely, and mercilessly bombarded Hong Yi's heart. Although Zhen Hongyi immediately broke out his golden bell mask at this moment, he still couldn't stop the "Hong Yi" attack.

"Bum."

The violent strength exploded from Hong Yi's body, and the golden bell cover he burst out was directly torn open, and an extremely terrible pain permeated his body.

Although Hong Yi's golden bell mask was broken, Hong Yi did not die. He could feel his consciousness floating, while the "Hong Yi" in front of him stood straight there, motionless.

"Little guy, I don't know if you are satisfied with this kind of training?" Seeing Hong Yi's pain, Mr. Xin said lightly to Hong Yi.

Hong Yi grinned and he smiled bitterly: "The one in front of me knows my attack like the palm of my hand, and his strength is a little stronger than me. It's not easy to beat him"

"In addition... This man is too cruel, but I believe I will defeat him soon.

"It's a square plate, but it's a place where I used to practice. It's also a good place to increase my combat effectiveness and spiritual strength. As long as you can persevere, I believe your strength will grow very fast. The pain of death is enough for you to be satisfied. Little guy, hold on slowly. Of course, this is only the first one, and the good show is yet to come. He will always be with you for five years. Mr. Xin said slowly.

Hong Yi took a deep breath and slowly said to Mr. Xin, "Of course I know that there is no ordinary power in this world. As long as you can become stronger, this is nothing at all. Come again."

Hong Yi roared and stared at the fake Hong Yi again. His iron fist was clenched again. At this time, Hong Yi was also ready. Without any hesitation, he stamped his right foot on the ground, and his body immediately rushed to the fake Hong Yi...

"Bum, bang, bang."

The two figures fought fiercely again, but this time, Hong Yi only persisted for a few rounds before, and was punched by the fake Hong Yi to break the golden bell mask, and his head was also bombed.

"Wow..."

Hong Yi's consciousness floated, and there was a faint sound of violent gasping, in which there was an unconcealable pain.

"Come again." Hong Yi gritted his teeth, his body condensed again, and rushed out to the fake Hong Yi again...

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

In the range of the square disk, the sound of low bombardment kept ringing. The two figures, like tireless beasts, collided with each other again and again, and the harsh sound of breaking the wind came out of the fierce wind.

Hong Yi's spiritual body was constantly blown up by the fake Hong Yi's face indifferently in the impact again and again, but he was not depressed at all because of this seemingly meaningless impact. In the churning of consciousness, the spiritual body continued to condense, and then rushed out like a murderer who killed red eyes.

But even Hong Yi, who was stimulated by the severe pain and even his consciousness diluted a lot, did not notice that with the condensation of his spirit again and again, the light on his body was more and more restrained, and the fake Hong Yi's time to defeat him was also slowly prolonging...

In this square-covered area, there is no source force, but a mountain-like tenacious will. This is a place to temper spiritual strength, but even with its own fighting style is quietly improving...

"One thousand three hundred and fourteen times..."

Mr. Xin calmly looked at the spirit that condensed again and again. He could feel that Hong Yi's consciousness at this time was quite vague, but the spirit he condensed was unconsciously condensed like fine iron. The latter could still persist, but it was completely maintained by a stubbornness.

This paranoid stubbornness also gives Xin a little more appreciation. A person's body can be weak, but if even his will is not strong, he is doomed to become a real strong man. Obviously, Hong Yi is such a person.

Now Mr. Xin fully believes that Hong Yi will become a strong man. He is also very happy now, and Hong Yi makes him impeccable. Even now Xin Lao has forgotten his hatred, and he has devoted all his energy to how to cultivate Hong Yi. For Xinlao now, training disciples is simply worthless compared with his own hatred.

And now Hong Yi. Such rapid progress is just a starting point, not an end point...