"Boom, boom, boom …"
With every step he took, the whole earth would shake slightly.
If one looked at it from a distance, they might see a strange scene of a mountain drifting up and down because Feng Yixiu was too small compared to this mountain.
Feng Yixiu succeeded in carrying this small mountain on his first try. He said excitedly, "It seems that it is not as difficult as I thought …"
Feng Qianjue nodded with a smile and then said seriously, "Remember, don't put it down halfway. Otherwise, you won't have the chance to challenge the Dark Star."
"Okay … No problem!" Feng Yixiu said confidently.
As time went by, Feng Yixiu's progress became slower and slower. Previously, he could take a step every ten seconds, but after two hours, it was quite difficult to take a step every minute.
Feng Yixiu's clothes were already soaked in sweat and his feet had bloody blisters, but he still did not choose to give up. Instead, he moved toward the goal step by step.
If the last time he practiced his sword on the meteorite was to seek a breakthrough between life and death, then this time's journey to move the mountain was to compete with himself. During this period, Feng Yixiu thought of giving up more than once, but when he thought of Shen Ruyu's expectant eyes, Han Xiao, and The End Of Summer's smiling faces, he broke through the limit again and took a step forward.
After three days and three nights, Feng Yixiu finally arrived in front of the lake and steadily put down the mountain behind him.
Feng Yixiu looked at the mountain he had carried over, and a strong sense of accomplishment welled up in his heart. Although he had not felt it himself during this period of time, his strength had already broken through to another level.
After a short rest, Feng Yixiu ignored the severe soreness all over his body and could not wait to come to the front of the Dark Star. His eyes were bursting with strong confidence.
"Steel Slashing Form — Extreme Break!"
Feng Yixiu held the sword with both hands. The muscles on his arms bulged instantly, but it was obviously not as terrifying as Feng Qianjue's.
He used all the strength in his body and slashed the Brilliant Black Meteorite with a simple but powerful strike.
"Clang!"
The huge rebounding force sent Feng Yixiu flying more than ten meters away, and he sat down on the ground.
He only felt that his entire arm was completely numb, and he could only vaguely see an inconspicuous sword mark on the meteorite.
Suddenly, Feng Yixiu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His eyes were filled with disappointment. His eyes, which were full of fighting spirit, had completely lost their luster.
"Damn it! I've already tried so hard, why didn't I succeed?! "
Feng Yixiu felt that all his efforts for the past three days and three nights had been in vain. He felt disheartened.
The fire in his heart was extinguished, and the muscle soreness that had accumulated over the past three days, as well as the abrasions on his feet, began to attack him.
"Is that all you've got? If you're going to give up like this, you'd better get out as soon as possible! "
Just when Feng Yixiu was about to give up, Feng Qianjue suddenly appeared beside Feng Yixiu and looked at Feng Yixiu with disappointment.
Feng Yixiu slowly raised his head and looked at his father's disappointed eyes. He lowered his head again and whispered, "Father, this is too difficult. I can't do it …"
"Son, you have to remember that your biggest enemy is not the Brilliant Black Meteorite in front of you, but yourself! No one in this world can stop you from moving forward, except for yourself! "Feng Qianjue helped Feng Yixiu up from the ground and patted the dust behind him.
"Can I really do it?" Feng Yixiu looked at his father's sincere eyes and asked timidly.
"If it were you before, you wouldn't even be able to leave a sword mark on the Brilliant Black Meteorite. But haven't you done it now?" Feng Qianjue looked at the sword mark with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.
Feng Yixiu stared blankly at the sword mark. He had tried it once before, but he couldn't even leave a sword mark. But now, he had left a sword mark. Hadn't he improved?
As long as he persevered, the sword mark would deepen little by little until he could completely cut the Brilliant Black Meteorite in half.
Feng Yixiu's eyes reignited with the fire of hope. He said to his father, "Thank you for your teachings, father. I will not let you down again!"
"Since you've thought it through, then continue moving mountains …" Feng Qianjue waved his hand at Feng Yixiu, indicating that he could leave.
However, when Feng Yixiu turned around, he reminded him, "Remember, the flow of time here is one-tenth of the outside world. You have to calculate the time. Every time the Shura Tower enters the next level, don't forget to leave early."
Feng Yixiu nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder, father. If it weren't for you, I would have forgotten that I was still in the Demonic Weapon Space."
During this period of time, he had been fully immersed in training and had forgotten about his situation. He still had to pay attention to the node when the Shura Bloody Battle entered the next level.
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