Luo Ling didn't block Biscay by luck, but the result of two months of hard training.
Biscay then hit Luo Shilun again. The speed and strength of the first hit were the same. As a result, he couldn't make a double hit and was blocked by Luo Ling.
"Hey."
In the night, seeing that Biscay was not reconciled, Luo laughed cheerfully and finally ushered in stable success. How could he not take the opportunity to show off?
Biscay threw away the stick, pretended not to see Luo's smile, went to the chair in front of the stone house and sat down.
This stone house is their residence, and it is also a house made by Luo on the spot with the ability of the hand of God. It is all made of Talma mountains and rocks.
The training results were perfect, Luo was not injured, and there was no need for Sambika's treatment.
"How should we practice tomorrow?" Luo came over and sat with Biscay and Sambika.
After two months of practice, it's time to change the method after the effect comes out.
Sambika took a small bite of a fruit that looked like bread and looked at Luo and Biscay quietly.
She only persisted in the training of stick fighting halfway and quit, but she also practiced well, but she was not as good as Luo.
"It's very simple." Biscay also took the fruit and ate it, then smiled at Luo. The smile … was gloomy.
Seeing Biscay's smile, Luo shrank his neck and asked carefully, "What kind of training is it?"
Biscay narrowed his eyes and said lightly: "Keep using 'Hard' until you run out of Qi."
"Well, it's quite simple." Luo said.
"Well." Biscay nodded.
The next morning.
Luo used practice, opened the pores, let the Qi pour out, and then wrapped the Qi around the body to shrink the Qi, which was Hard.
At this time, Biscay suddenly punched Luo and knocked him back one or two meters, but it didn't hurt or itch.
Biscay's sudden punch made Law stunned. When he didn't know what was going on, he saw that Biscay's figure flashed and quickly circled behind him and punched him in the back again. It still didn't hurt, but it made him walk one or two meters away.
"Hold on."
Biscay said and hit Law like a ball.
When she punched, she also used Strong, but did not use Flow to adjust the attack power. It was equivalent to hitting Law with 50 value of attack power, so Law was not injured.
After several punches, Law understood the meaning of Biscay's smile last night. He didn't think much about it and concentrated on maintaining the state of Strong.
Each of Biscay's punches hit a different part of Law's body, making Law like a drunkard.
Sambika watched from the side. Soon, she saw that Law and Biscay were in a circle.
Biscay kept moving and punching in the orbit outside the circle, and Law was like a ball trapped in the circle, bouncing around and never getting out of the circle.
Without interference, Law can maintain 50 minutes of Strong, and in the battle of Telekinesis, the minimum standard is 30 minutes.
Twenty minutes into the ball training, Law's Strong has begun to become unstable, and the Qi film covering his body has become uneven.
"Twenty minutes … That's not bad."
Biscay looked at this scene and did not stop the movements of her hands.
In theory, in such a continuous and fierce offensive, with Law's existing foundation, he can't maintain it for ten minutes, but now he can maintain it steadily for twenty minutes, which is obviously the result of the previous two months of training.
After Law's Strong almost collapsed, Biscay punched Law out of the circle, causing Law to suffer internal injuries.
When Qi is not exhausted, the training continues.
With Sambika around, Bisji took it one step at a time and didn't hold back at all. He beat Law until he bled again and again.
Every punch that landed on his body sent the force into his body, causing him to feel pain.
In the first two months, Law was hit by countless sticks, and his pain tolerance had long been transformed. At this time, he was beaten by Biscay, but the pain did not affect the use of Qi.
The boring and monotonous training continued every day, no matter wind or rain, without a day of rest.
Sambika witnessed Law's transformation step by step with her own eyes. She even gave up the duty imposed on her during this period of time and stayed by Law's side all the time in order to use her ability to heal him.
Time passed, and the start of this year's Hunter Test was getting closer and closer. Law did not intend to participate in this year's Hunter Test. Before going to the Sky Arena, he had to spend all his time on training.
At the location of the Hunters' Association, Nitro's office.
The bean faced man sorted out the information from Biscay's call and then handed it to Nitro. The latter took it and glanced at it a few times. After reading it clearly, he shook the paper into scraps and threw them into the trash can.
"You've made rapid progress," Nitro concluded with a smile.
The bean faced man said, "Will Law participate in this year's Hunter Test?"
He also read the information and knew that Law's progress was indeed terrifying, and he also knew about Law's ability. He felt that such a talent should be recruited into the association as soon as possible.
"Who knows?" Nitro said casually.
The bean faced man widened his eyes and said, "President, didn't you specifically ask Biscay to teach Law so that he can become a Hunter as soon as possible? Why do I feel that you don't care whether Law will participate in the test at all? "
Nitro heard this and immediately wondered, "Did I ask Biscay to teach Law?"
The bean faced man opened his mouth and said helplessly, "Didn't you ask Biscay to contact Law?"
Nitro nodded and said seriously, "Yes, but I didn't ask Biscay to teach Law."
"…"
The bean faced man was stunned. After thinking carefully, it seemed to be the case.
"Then … what are you planning?"
Nitro grinned, stroked his beard and said, "I'm thinking about it."
"…" The bean faced man sighed softly in his heart, thinking that with the president's bad intentions, he didn't know how to play Law.
.....
Sky Arena, 230th floor of the ring.
The audience seats were full, and there was a hubbub of voices. They all looked at the only square stone ring in the arena.
There were two people standing on the ring, and one person was lying on the ground.
Of the two people standing, one was a middle-aged man in a referee uniform, and the other was the tall and strong An Tongmu.
The referee raised his right hand and said, "An Tongmu wins!"
As soon as his voice fell, the audience burst into cheers.
An Tongmu stood expressionlessly beside the referee. His right arm was fractured.
"What a pity! Mr. Fang Lang, who was only one step away from the floor master throne, finally fell in front of Mr. An Tongmu. Congratulations to Mr. An Tongmu for defending his qualification as the floor master! "
On the commentator's seat, a young woman shouted the final words of the duel with her clear and bright voice.
The audience's cheers were endless. The staff carried the unconscious Fang Lang down on a stretcher, leaving An Tongmu and the referee in the ring.
Then, the reporters of the TV station came over with microphones. First, they politely congratulated An Tongmu, and then they threw questions to him.
"What do you think about defeating Mr. Fang Lang, who won the challenge for the floor master with a record of 8 wins and 2 losses?"
"You lost three points in this duel. Is it because you broke three fingers on your right hand?"
"What did you experience in the 90 days of preparation to lose three fingers?"
"Mr. An Tongmu, is the injury on your right hand man-made or an accident? If it was man-made, who hurt you? "
An Tongmu looked coldly at the reporter who asked the last question. The reporter felt An Tongmu's momentum and couldn't help but tremble.
"He will come, and then I will kill him!"
Leaving a sentence without rhyme or reason, An Tongmu turned and left, leaving behind a group of reporters with a very keen sense of smell.
Him?
The reporters' eyes lit up, and they instantly thought of a draft in their heads.
[Shocking! Floor Master An Tongmu's broken finger was done by 'him'!]
[Who did Floor Master An Tongmu's broken finger on his right hand? Let's go into Mr. An Tongmu's inner world!]
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