"I was not lazy, I just stopped here to rest when I was tired. I was just about to continue running." Mo Linfeng was about to start testing the results of his cultivation, but unfortunately he was dissuaded by the old man surnamed Zhang.

"There is no need for this. You can go back. Then we start the second stage." The old man surnamed Zhang originally wanted to scold him, but when he thought of his hard practice just now, he felt a little embarrassed.

But Mo Linfeng's next words made him make up his mind to hit him again.

"No, a man should just say something and pour water out of the words he said. Since I said it takes two hours and a hundred kilometers, I must do it for two hours and a hundred kilometers. If a person has no faith, he will not stand. I must do it."

"Hmph, stinky brat, I really don't know how high the world is. You have been away for many years and haven't seen you do it. Now you can just sit and practice for a while? Don't cut off your bright future because of a moment of obsession."

It is not surprising to his persistence with the old man surnamed Zhang. After all, his son follows his father's nature, and his father's persistence has reached a deep-rooted state, but now Mo Linfeng is even more so.

"No, teacher, please believe me. I will definitely be able to do it this time, because I accidentally met someone while I was persisting in the past few years and taught me a magic trick that can apply perception to my legs. I have been practicing secretly. Now that I have already practiced it, you can give me a chance and let me give it a try."

Mo Linfeng's begging eyes were firmly convinced, looking at the old man surnamed Zhang, as if he was conveying his determination to the old man surnamed Zhang.

Faced with Mo Linfeng's prayer, the old man surnamed Zhang felt soft-hearted for the first time. Although he had appeared before, he was really moved at that time. But this time it seemed to have a little passive meaning. Obviously, the problem lies with Mo Linfeng.

After a few breaths, the old man surnamed Zhang finally let go: "Okay, I will give you this opportunity. If you can't do it, you can go back with me. Now I am really a golden period of cultivation and I can't delay it for a moment."

"Okay, one word is certain." Mo Linfeng said firmly without any concern.

Mo Linfeng looked firmly at the distance. It was just 100 kilometers from the town, so there was no need to worry about the shortage of distance.

He used the magic formula without hesitation, gathered all his perceptions on the calf muscles, and moved his legs hard, and then he realized the difference from before.

Now he couldn't feel any obstacle at all. He just felt that his feet were like stepping on the wind. He could move forward at an extremely fast speed without using any force. This was not running at all, he was flying completely!

If he had hesitated to do it after completing his practice before, he had no worries at all. According to his estimate, it would be enough to travel 100 kilometers at the current speed of two hours, and it might even be faster.

In fact, Mo Linfeng didn't know that he was just applying the trick of sensing the second level of control here. Although he only had the superficial and could not form an effective attack, it was more than enough to use it to rush.

"This brat is so lucky? Anyone who can give him such magic tricks whenever he meets him. Who is the one who gives him magic tricks?" Seeing the magic tricks Mo Linfeng used at this time, the old man surnamed Zhang fell into deep thought, and even thought of the evil disciple who was so ruthless.

However, the old man surnamed Zhang had a little unnecessary concerns. This trick was neither passed on to him by someone he met by accident nor arranged by others, but his accurate grasp of his own opportunities.

These old men surnamed Zhang naturally could not know about them, because the existence of mao Yu was not known to Mo Linfeng at all.

It is obviously impossible to let others know unless she reveals herself.

As I ran along the way, I felt like I was riding the wind. Mo Linfeng suddenly had a kind of expectation. It would be great if he could fly freely like a flying beast one day.

He thought that when he was very young, someone took him over.

In less than a cup of tea, he saw the town. This may be the first time he had seen it in so many years, so happy, and it was also the first time he felt that the town was so graceful.

As long as the state is different, the mood will naturally be different. At this time, Mo Linfeng's state is unprecedentedly relaxed. If Mo Linfeng has been exhausted all the time, then he can now say that he has never felt tired without any feeling of fatigue.

Before, I was carrying heavy objects on my body, and even if I wanted to speed up, I didn’t dare to do it at will, because my body could not bear it. However, after practicing "The Purgatory of Beasts", my body's skills increased exponentially, and no matter how I sprinted, I didn’t feel at all.

It can be said that the clothes that the old man surnamed Zhang asked him to wear are completely useless now.

"It seems that the cultivation plan I have formulated for you before needs to be slightly modified. Who is secretly helping with such a change? Could it be Mo Lao Gui?"

Seeing Mo Linfeng's almost rapid growth rate, the old man surnamed Zhang was a little worried and even began to doubt whether all this was Mo Zhihua's secret trouble.

He should have been happy for Mo Linfeng's growth, but at this time he was completely unhappy. The unknown enemy was even more terrifying.

Of course, Mo Linfeng didn't know that a lie he made up randomly would make the old man surnamed Zhang suspicious. After investigation, unexpected things happened.

After two breaths, Mo Linfeng's figure had already stepped into the town.

Now he can say that his self-confidence has skyrocketed, or even slightly expanded, especially after simply tempering his body, this is the taboo for those who practice.

The old man surnamed Zhang saw these situations silently and walked towards his residence without saying anything.

Mo Linfeng followed closely behind, feeling floating under his feet. Obviously, this was not a situation that occurred after rushing to travel quickly.

When he returned to his residence, the old man surnamed Zhang returned to his former feelings without any feelings, as if he was owed anything to him, but Mo Linfeng knew that he was the most terrifying thing like this.

However, Mo Linfeng's feeling that no one looks down on him now naturally does not take the old man surnamed Zhang seriously. Although he knows how to respect his teachers and elders, he will also score points, and it is obviously not true now.

"I'm really a child. I'm so impressed with the fact that I have achieved some grades. I have a good heart and I still need to be beaten." The old man surnamed Zhang said softly to himself.

Have not experienced strong storms or setbacks, and if you want to become a talent, you must maintain a humble heart, not be arrogant in success or be discouraged in failure. Since ancient times, few people have been able to do it.

If you cannot do it yourself, you must use external methods to awaken yourself, otherwise you will always be one step away from the strong.

"Well, then the next step of training will be here." The old man surnamed Zhang originally planned to continue physical training for Mo Linfeng after completing the first stage of training. Now it seems that changes are needed.

The old man surnamed Zhang had a plan in his mind and walked leisurely into the room. He could vaguely hear the sound of turning things around. It lasted for a long time and only saw the old man surnamed Zhang taking a rusty axe and walking out.

In just a few steps, I came to Mo Linfeng, "Hold this axe, it will be your next training and an important tool. Remember if you lose it or throw it away, then you will get out and go back to find your irritable father."

"Isn't it just a rusty axe that looks like a treasure? Don't worry, you said that. Even if I lose it, I won't lose it." Mo Linfeng was not afraid of an important reason for the old man named Zhang, so there was a part of the factor of Mo naturalization.

My father's terribleness is much more terrifying than the old man surnamed Zhang. Every time his father has a sharp look, he will obediently practice. No matter what dissatisfaction or unhappiness, he must be buried in his heart. Over time, his mentality is a bit unhealthy.

Over time, his frivolous mentality that he had suppressed for a long time appeared little by little.

That's why the old man surnamed Zhang made such a plan.

"To you, it is indeed a treasure now. When you remove the rust on it, you will find it." The old man surnamed Zhang said to Mo Linfeng slowly, "Of course you can only do it with your own strength, and no external assistance can be done. You can choose to cheat, and the price is to get out of here."

"Isn't it just to remove the rust? Simply, let's talk about it, what should I do?" Mo Linfeng looked indifferent and stared at the face of the old man named Zhang's unchanged face.

"Seeing a pile of trunks there, your task is to use the axe in your hand to break it into pieces. When will you break it up, I will give you the next plan."

Mo Linfeng looked at the trunks of a mountain, each of which was as thick as a bowl, and his brows frowned slightly, but driven by his confidence, he did not refute at all.

"In addition, I'm going to go out for a long trip. It takes about half a year. In the past six months, you'll break these woods for me. I'll come back to check the results in half a year." There is no need to think about it and know that this was intentional by the old man surnamed Zhang, but Mo Linfeng wouldn't have such thoughts at this time.

After the old man left, Mo Linfeng symbolically broke a few pieces of wood. Unfortunately, it took him a long time to chop without any results, and even no trace was left. In an instant, Mo Linfeng's temper became stronger and he started chopping with a rude manner.

After chopping like this for a few days, not only did the arm hurt, but also made extremely slow progress. There were only a few uneven chopping marks left on each cut wood, and the quality was quite different.

Seeing the progress slow and the rust on the axe was still there, Mo Linfeng felt a big blow to his confidence, and he was even a little depressed, but he still did not realize his own problems.

He even wanted to give up, and the idea of ​​persevering still gained the upper hand. After a brief renovation, he continued to start the boring and laborious work of smashing wood.

Time passed by bit by bit, and ten days passed slowly.

"Stop! It's impossible to remove the rust of the axe like this." The voice of Mayu, who had disappeared for a long time, rang without warning.

For so many days, she has been observing Mo Linfeng's various behaviors after the changes, and even contradicted the question of whether the magic trick was correct or not, but obviously his teacher's method is also very unique.

But Mo Linfeng, who was slowly suppressing, seemed to be a little decadent, so she chose to give her an appropriate reminder.

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