Magic Flute who was starting to assimilate into the encampment life, quickly found a new joy, and that was Bing and Ghost Claw torturing Tang Tian.
Ten thousand anvils …
"Not too smart?" Bing laughed out loud: "He's stupid, stupid, and his brain doesn't even know how to think. This kind of rascal, you actually said he's not too smart, you're such a hypocrite."
An interesting and limitless young lad, under the torment of two strong teachers, what would he become?
His eyes, flashed with an undetectable ray of light.
"Godlike young lady, do your best!"
"If you want to cultivate the grandmaster level Fire Scythe Ghost Claw, grind through these ten thousand anvils, with your aptitude, it shouldn't be a problem." Ghost Claw said calmly.
Bing was speechless, indeed, the training he had planned for Tang Tian, far exceeded Tang Tian's level of True Power.
She held onto the wide Monarch Yearning Strike with one hand, her sky blue dress and black hair fluttering in the air. She tiptoed, waved her right wrist, and waved at Tang Tian with all her might. Looking at the carriage moving further away, looking at the figure moving further away.
This anvil, he grinded for a full three days.
The carriage flew in the air, to prevent any accidents, the Star Master and the Four Great Xu Shi Group, guarded carefully along the way.
Tang Tian took a deep breath, and said: "I'll train!"
Bing was enraged, and was about to open his mouth, when Tang Tian panted: "What's next training?"
She was amused by her own actions, and giggled, her eyes curved like crescent moons, like a cat's satisfied expression.
Tang Tian's ten fingers were like ten iron rods, rubbing against the anvil, sparks flying.
Ghost Claw said coldly: "Haven't you always been doing this?"
"As usual." Ghost Claw said.
"Shut up!" Ghost Claw said impatiently: "Why didn't I realize you were so noisy in the past?"
"I'm a country bumpkin." Ghost Claw said coldly.
Bing's attention was diverted: "In terms of training, this rascal is a true genius. However, he definitely couldn't use those academic theories. This guy's IQ was close to zero. He definitely wouldn't be able to understand those complicated theories. But if you throw him into a desperate situation, you will find that he will be the one to come out alive. "
Without another word, Tang Tian began the arduous journey of grinding the anvil.
Wasn't it just ten thousand anvils? Compared to the Foundation Martial Skill training back then, the quantity was far less. There were no shortcuts to all Martial Techniques. He thought of the stone staircase carved out by swords on Mount Buzhou, and the densely packed sword marks in the cave. Every path leading to the Master Level Martial Technique must be extremely difficult.
Bing muttered: "I have met such recruits before, I call them the Wild Beasts. They were like wild beasts. They were not smart, but they had astonishing intuition. When they practiced martial skills, they learned them very quickly. More importantly, the Wild Beasts usually had a pure heart and an unusual persistence. When the two are combined, they burst into a dazzling light. "
Bing choked. Just at this time, Tang Tian had already ground through the anvil in front of him. His fingers felt as though they did not belong to him anymore. Using ten fingers, to grind through a 20cm thick anvil, such a boring thing, he actually managed to do it.
The news of his return had long reached Marquis Wu. Marquis Wu immediately sent an extremely luxurious carriage. Originally, Marquis Wu tried his best to invite Gu Xue to visit Marquis Wu, but Gu Xue needed to stabilize his realm. He had just obtained the Monarch Yearning Strike, and needed to spend a lot of time to comprehend, so he could only decline.
"Beautifully done!" Bing clapped hard, and praised loudly: "This kind of training without any technical content, is really unworthy of a godlike young man. Only a chief instructor of the Southern Cross Army like me, who is well-versed in the orthodox training method … "
The warm sunlight shone on the verdant mountains in the distance, and the azure sky. The young lady quickly collected the sadness and disappointment in her heart. The young lady raised her head, her face brimming with warmth and determination.
Countless anvils fell from the sky like raindrops, and covered the entire room. They were densely packed, neat and tidy. Looking at it, it actually made Tang Tian feel dizzy. He asked with a trembling voice: "How many … how many pieces do I have to grind?"
Furthermore, he had the recruit camp, and just based on time, he had more time than others.
Tang Tian quickly found the knack, the silver martial spirit's strong intuition, made him extremely sensitive to the flow of True Power, and after stepping into the sixth level, his True Power expanded to many corners that he could not reach previously, and his control over his body, also had an obvious increase.
Tang Tian was perspiring profusely, his eyes wide open, and exerted all his strength, his ten fingers continuously grinded the anvil, sparks flew everywhere, iron sand and sweat flew everywhere.
"If the wild beasts were in the academy, they would be very miserable, they are always not good at theory, they are naturally unorthodox, the real battle type. Real battles, desperate situations, are the most suitable places for them to train. "Bing said.
"Smart?" Bing looked at Magic Flute in astonishment: "You actually think he's smart, honestly, I have never seen anyone as stupid as him, within 100 calculations, out of 10, he would get it wrong 10 times. I reckon that his teacher in the past, must have been angered to death many times. "
"Tang Tian is very smart." Magic Flute was slightly surprised, Tang Tian's efficiency increased rapidly, from one piece every three days, very quickly to one a day, and then to three a day, he only used 10 days.
"That's true." Magic Flute nodded in agreement.
He was also very curious about Tang Tian, a young lad who was not affected by the sound of the flute, it was really rare. Just this point, was out of the ordinary.
Bing was furious: "Are you insulting me?"
"Ten thousand, one piece every three days, that's thirty thousand days, adding on another six thousand five hundred, you can train for ten years! Even if the speed increases, with a discount, five years. "Bing retorted sarcastically:" Five years to train a seventh level grandmaster grade claw technique, is there something wrong with his brain? "
Magic Flute thought about Tang Tian's usual performance, and could not help but laugh: "He's not usually very smart."
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Magic Flute immediately changed the topic: "But I see that his training is very fast."
"As usual?" Tang Tian was stunned, looking at the anvil that he had ground through, "I've already ground through it!"
Imitating Tang Tian's tone, Gu Xue shouted loudly.
"Ah Xue, I'm leaving!" Tang Tian jumped onto the carriage, waved his arms, and shouted: "Ah Xue, work hard! I'll find you to play in the future! "
Gu Xue's face revealed a smile, and nodded seriously and firmly: "Yes!"
"Ten thousand." Ghost Claw said indifferently.
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Ghost Claw did not say anything, and only focused on Tang Tian who was sweating profusely, creating sparks.
Bing, Ghost Claw, Magic Flute, the three of them stood side by side, and watched Tang Tian who was training his Fire Scythe Ghost Claw.
Tang Tian very quickly realized that the entire palm of his hand was filled with True Power, but the effect was not good. And if a thin layer of True Power was placed on the fingertips, not only could it greatly reduce the consumption of True Power, it could also increase the effect of the friction.
The carriage was very luxurious, and the space was very big, and everyone had their own room. The young lady was originally prepared for the journey, and begged her teacher to release the handsome Uncle Magic Flute, but who knew that once Tang Tian entered the room, he never left.
Squinting her eyes, the smiling Gu Xue softly said to herself in her heart.
Southern Cross Army Recruit Barracks.
Tang Tian was undergoing an extremely boring training, in front of him was an extremely thick anvil, all ten of his fingers were filled with True Power, continuously rubbing against the anvil.
Her snow white wrists were clenched into fists.
"I've already taught you the method, whether to train or not, is your own choice." Ghost Claw ignored Bing, and directly spoke to Tang Tian.
Dong dong dong!
"This is your Fire Scythe Ghost Claw?" Bing was somewhat disdainful: "Hey, I'm giving Little Tang Tang's precious training time to you, you have to take responsibility. Don't find some random countryside training method, and waste everyone's time. "
In Bu Zhou Mountain, everyone found the vein. This vein belonged to the Gu Family, and Zhai Hengzhan, Qing Luan and Princess Mingzhu would all have a share of the profits. The few of them planned to reduce the share, as Gu Xue who inherited the Monarch Yearning Strike, was destined to become a Heaven's Road grade martial artist, and it was more important to be on good terms with Gu Xue. But Gu Xue still stuck to the plan that they had discussed previously, and did not place too much importance on the vein.
But what made him most curious, was still the mystical encampment. Magic Flute could clearly feel that his strength was slowly recovering, although the speed was slow, but it still made him extremely happy. After so many years, his strength was continuously draining, and he was helpless against it. When his strength was completely drained, that would be the day he dissipated. To any spirit general, that was the inevitable result.
Tang Tian almost fainted, grinding through ten thousand anvils ….
Tang Tian gasped for breath, his ten fingers arched like chicken claws, unable to stretch out.
Time passed slowly.
Ah Xue must work hard, the next time you see him, you must give him a fright ….
Magic Flute was curious: "Did you nurture a powerful wild beast sect in the past?"
Even for Tang Tian, he could not help but feel a little fearful.
Magic Flute watched the battle with interest, he was extremely interested in the two of them. Especially Bing, a spirit general during the Southern Cross Army period, to actually survive till now, he was extremely surprised. Although Ghost Claw's origin was not as illustrious as Bing, but to be able to create a grandmaster grade claw technique, it was not an average standard.
"Finished grinding? This is just the beginning. "Ghost Claw said coldly.
Who knew, there was actually such a mystical place in the world ….
Very quickly, his interest became even more intense.
Bing nodded his head: "Yes, but the wild beast sect is usually the easiest to die in battle, real battles can allow people to improve, but the elimination rate is much higher than other training methods, and it is very easy to die. Many of the talented wild beast sect, die very early. "
"Yes." Ghost Claw nodded his head.
"You are now about the same as Tang Tian." Ghost Claw suddenly said.
"Isn't it too early to learn rank six." Bing had the face of an experienced person, and pretended to say: "According to my many years of experience, it is not a good thing to spoil things through excessive enthusiasm."
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