Martial Inverse

On the wilderness, stood a young man, behind him, a pair of bright wings slowly stretched out. **

The consumption of Wu Yuan's wings is really too high, even Feng Hao, who is already an earth-level secret, can't afford it. If he wants to support this pair of empty wings, then he can't fight with people at all.

"It's no wonder that Wu Zong can normally control Wu Yuan's wings."

At this time, Feng Hao finally understood why Fen Lao would say that.

Wu Ling, it is really not easy to support this pair of empty wings, but Wu Zong, it is different, even if it is dirty, there is an extra vortex in his body, which can fully supply the consumption of this pair of empty wings.

In desperation, Feng Hao could only take out a piece of Wu Jing.

He was a little eager to try, wanting to try the feeling of flying into the sky by himself.

But it turns out that it is not so simple to fly.

"Yeah! Eeeee!"

Looking at Feng Hao flying crookedly less than half a meter away from the ground, the small ball laughed wildly, rolling on the ground continuously, and the sound of ridicule came from its mouth without any cover, making Feng Hao grit his teeth with hatred. itch.

"Boom!"

After falling down again, Feng Hao was not discouraged, he glared at a certain unscrupulous little beast bitterly, he sank slightly, and the wings erupted again behind him.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

A pair of one-meter-long virtual wings exuded flickering brilliance, flickering one after another, dragging Feng Hao's body slowly into the air.

I have never flown by myself, so I don't know the difficulty of flying. I will not know until I practice it. Want to fly? too difficult.

Half a night passed, Feng Hao fell down no less than a hundred times, and even Wu Jing spent two and a half yuan, fortunately he has many Wu Jing now, so he doesn't have to worry about this matter at all.

"What is the problem?"

Falling down again, Feng Hao frowned, and was not in a hurry to test the flight.

After hundreds of times, he found that the first one is that the wings are too thin. There is no way to do this, because the Wuyuan realm is too low, so even if he flies, the speed cannot be fast, and he can only fly.

Second, the wings are too difficult to control,

The tacit understanding of the same mind has not yet been adjusted, which is also an important factor that prevents him from maintaining his balance.

"Puchi! Puchi!"

A pair of empty wings spurted out again. This time, Feng Hao put all his thoughts on the pair of empty wings, controlled them, and flapped them slowly. His body slowly floated up again.

"balance!"

Feng Hao does not want to be able to fly now, but only wants to be able to stand with balance instead of staggering.

Only a foot away from the ground, he closed his eyes.

After half an hour, Xiao Qiuqiu stopped laughing and just lay there bored, but there was still a playful look in his bright eyes.

However, after another hour of trying, Feng Hao has made some progress.

A pair of empty wings flapped slowly, although he didn't fly very high, but his figure obviously stabilized, only slightly swaying.

"call!"

Looking at the sky in the east that was slowly turning white, Feng Hao let out a breath, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice purple energy coming from the east.

This is necessary, he felt that if this pair of purple pupils were successful, they would definitely be of great use.

Xiangshi?

This is just one of its uses.

Walking all the way, traveling during the day, and practicing flying at night, after five days, Feng Hao was finally able to maintain his balance completely.

He vaguely understands that maintaining balance is the beginning of flying, if you can't even maintain balance, then what's the point of flying?

"Puchi! Puchi!"

The wings flutter, but the body does not move.

Feng Hao opened his eyes, and there was an indescribable joy in his eyes.

"Should be able to fly?"

Although it is not enough, a pair of empty wings are as nimble as arms, but the frequency of the mind can also keep up.

During the test flight, Feng Hao naturally didn't dare to go too fast, he controlled his wings and flapped them slowly, his figure also slowly rose.

"Flying."

Looking at the ground under his feet, Feng Hao was filled with a strange passion.

Finally, with my own strength, I was able to fly!

Next, he tried to start his movements. Although he was clumsy, like a child walking, his balance was still very good.

"Ha ha!"

A laughing voice came over, causing Feng Hao to frown, and looking at the source of the voice, he saw eleven figures slowly approaching him.

Slowly retracting Wu Yuan, his body also landed, and these eleven figures also came to the campfire.

An old man, he exudes a majestic aura all over his body, as if the world is moving for him. Feng Hao can only see this kind of aura on Yu Xiao.

"It turned out to be a martial artist?"

Feng Hao's heart trembled slightly, and after he glanced at the other ten people, he found that all of them were very young, seven men and three women, and all of them were above the realm of Wuling. Anyway, Feng Hao couldn't see through them.

However, he roughly estimated that at least half of these ten people are in the realm of Wuzong.

"Could it be to go to the Great Competition of the Nations?"

Traveling at night, led by a strong man, and it happened to be ten people, which just met the conditions of the Great Competition among Nations.

Feng Hao is looking at them, so naturally they are also looking at Feng Hao.

It is indeed very strange for a young man with a weak crown to appear in the wilderness without a mentor and practice flying alone.

After looking back and forth, they were also shocked.

Such a young man, without the guidance of a mentor, is already in the realm of Wuling. This kind of talent is not low. If he is taught well, he will be promoted to Wuzong before thirty.

"It's not easy."

The old man's eyes were full, and he praised in his mouth.

"Hey! Principal, what's so special about a guy who can't even fly?"

Beside the old man, a man was immediately unconvinced after hearing his praise.

Obviously, the old man must be an elder who doesn't often boast.

"snort!"

The old man snorted softly and rolled his eyes at him, "Your kid has advanced to the elementary level of martial arts, how long have I taught you before you learned to fly?"

"I can fly in a month!"

The man seemed very pleased with himself.

It is indeed very good to have mastered the balance and flexible flight in one month.

"But he, no one taught him, he has mastered the balance and can fly. If it were you, would you be able to do it?"

As a person who has experienced it, the old man can see many things from one aspect, which is not comparable to these young idiots.

"Well"

The man smiled awkwardly and was speechless.

What the old man said made all ten people understand that the talent of the young man in green shirt in front of him was definitely not inferior to himself and others, and even higher.

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