Once he can't hold on and disperse the true power, the dark vein will inevitably be unable to be opened, and the discrete true power will damage the dark vein, which will have a great impact on Wang Fei.

"Boy, it's time to the last moment, you have to hold on!"

After hearing Bodhidharma's advice, Wang Fei nodded weakly. He had suffered a lot when he arrived here tonight. Wang Fei's spirit had already reached its limit, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Brother Da, as long as you don't kill me, everything is easy to say."

In this tense atmosphere, Wang Fei's words were undoubtedly a harmonizer, which made Bodhidharma's spirit relax. He cut Wang Fei's pulse and paid attention to the battle in Wang Fei's body.

About ten minutes later, the battle was coming to an end, and the true power had long been defeated, and this dark vein was like a city gate full of holes. With a little more, the city gate would definitely be broken.

But Zhenli is already insufficient. Now it depends on whether Zhenli can create this miracle. Wang Fei, who is sweating heavily and weak, is also very clear about the situation in his body. However, in the face of such a situation, he also has the will to do so.

And the feeling of insufficient strength.

The true power gradually disintegrated, and it was obvious that he could not continue to fight hard. Wang Fei was extremely unwilling to accept it and shouted, and the true power broke out directly and filled it around him.

The domineering power instantly bounced away the golden needle inserted into the fatal hole, which shocked Bodhidharma. He looked at Wang Fei, who seemed to be a little wild, muttering in his heart.

"No, this is a sign of being obsessed with the devil!"

The restless true power and Wang Fei's crazy expression were the best manifestation of being obsessed with the infatuation. Bodhidharma did not expect that this would become like this. It depends on how Wang Fei grasped it now.

One thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, one thought becomes a life or death. At this moment, it is not determined by God, but it is all in Wang Fei's hands.

Inside the body, the true power suddenly turned like a beast, filling the meridians all over the body madly. The true power that seemed to be about to collapse seemed to have been affected and became a little restless.

The true power stored in the dantian was like a wild horse that broke free from reins, churning in Wang Fei's meridians. After Bodhidharma grasped the situation at this moment, he immediately hesitated. If he forced himself to intervene and calm down the restless true power in Wang Fei's body,

It will inevitably cause damage to his body.

But if you give it a try, a miracle may occur. This seems to be a gambling game, it depends on which side the balance of the same probability will tilt at the last moment.

After hesitating for a while, Bodhidharma took back it. Wang Fei's martial arts cultivation has reached the limit of his body, and he will inevitably stay here and stop. At this level, what he values ​​more is the individual.

Opportunity.

Those who have deep opportunities will inevitably surpass their physical limits and enter a new world. Wang Fei is now at this stage. The stage of martial arts practice emphasizes opportunities, but in the view of Bodhidharma, this time of delusion was given to him by God.

Great opportunity.

The true power is restless and will inevitably rush through the meridians all over the body. The fourth dark vein is only one step away from being opened. Now if this violent true power can reach that dark vein, if it applies a little force, this dark vein will definitely be

Will be opened.

At that time, Bodhidharma will take action to calm down the true power in his body, and he will be able to kill two birds with one stone.

Wang Fei's consciousness was still blurred and chaotic at this time, as if he was isolated from the outside world, but Bodhidharma shouted at him.

"Boy, try to control that true power to impact the dark vein."

This roar was as loud as thunder, and it was mixed with huge true power. If Wang Fei had not reached the level of earth, he would have been shocked by this roar.

That's right, this is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. This skill is the technique of emitting internal energy in the human dantian and emitting voices and exhaling breaths. It is mixed with true power and releases great power, and its momentum is like thunder.

After being yelled like this, Wang Fei was stunned and his consciousness suddenly woke up from his chaotic state. He looked at Bodhidharma and, according to Bodhidharma, controlled this true power as much as possible.

After a long time, under Wang Fei's forced guidance, although this true power was very tenacious and naughty, it still appeared well in the fourth dark vein, rushing towards the last estrangement.

It's done!

Wang Fei could feel the huge tremor coming from his body, and the fourth dark meridian was opened in a thrilling way, but the true power of the meridians was opened but did not dissipate. This is a difficult problem.

But just when Wang Fei was a little frowning, Bodhidharma took action, mixed with the finger of true power, and directly poked Wang Fei's dantian.

This true power dream is like thunder, instantly defeating the restless true power in his body, turning into a wisp of subtle true power, and slowly returning to Wang Fei's dantian.

This moment was very fast, but the power mixed in this finger made Wang Fei lose consciousness instantly.

"In less than a week, four dark veins were opened in a row. This kid's opportunity was so jealous!"

After a long time, Bodhidharma stopped and looked at Wang Fei who was gradually disappearing in front of him, and said in an extremely strange tone.

A burst of severe pain made Wang Fei suddenly wake up. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the warm sunlight shot into the room obliquely, making Wang Fei feel a little dazzling.

"Fuck, why does this hurt so much? This Damo actually joked about the young man's life, hey..."

Thinking of everything in the dream, Wang Fei shivered unconsciously. He was obsessed with the invasion. At that dangerous moment, Bodhidharma actually allowed himself to attack the dark meridians.

This made him feel that it was a madman's behavior. No wonder Bodhidharma's martial arts value is so high. It's strange that his cultivation method is so crazy that it's impossible to reach that level.

Thinking of Bodhidharma's various methods, Wang Fei suddenly hesitated a little. Should he need to contact Bodhidharma less in the future? It was already like this at the beginning, and he could stab the fatal hole at will. Isn't this deep well ice?

For a moment, Wang Fei dared not imagine his future life. If he continued to imagine, his heart would definitely become extremely dark, and perhaps he would jump out of the window.

Just as Wang Fei was tidying up his messy thoughts, his door suddenly opened with a bang. Xiaoshan was naked, erecting his big belly that was like six months old, looking at Wang Fei with a smirk, and said

.

"Brother Fei, can you get the soup yesterday again..."

Thinking of this, Wang Fei became evil involuntarily. As the saying goes, "There are only exhausted cows, but no broken land." Is Youyou's land too barren?

Thinking of this, Wang Fei felt a chill, and hurriedly threw the idea out of the sky and shouted at Xiaoshan.

"Small hills, cherish them all!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoshan was a little puzzled. This sentence is now popular in half the sky. The red flag at the house of a certain star does not fall, and the colorful flags are floating outside. He is completely the real man in Xiaoshan's heart, a real man!

When she saw this news, Xiaoshan was so excited that she burst into tears, clapping her hands and shouting, "You should be like him."

Now that he heard this sentence, although Xiaoshan didn't know what Wang Fei wanted, it was this sentence that others said to the star, which made Xiaoshan's confidence suddenly rise, pretending to be humble.

"Brother Fei, you are so polite. How can you be so embarrassed if you praise me like this?"

Damn, is he shameless?

Wang Fei felt chills, got up and came to Xiaoshan, patted Xiaoshan on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone.

"Ah! No matter how powerful your sternness is, you have to save money! Isn't there a saying? The boy doesn't know what it is expensive, you know the following sentence."

Hearing this, Xiaoshan quickly thought about the following sentence, but it was a little blurred. After racking his brains to think, he shouted in dismay.

"Oh, by the way!"

Wang Fei turned around, smiled sly at Xiaoshan, gave Xiaoshan a very nice look, and said.

"Xiaoshan, if you continue like this, you will likely cry in vain in the future! The same thing is the saying, cherish it."

After saying that, Wang Fei came to the bathroom to wash it briefly, and hurriedly left the shared house. He didn't want to be entangled by Xiaoshan and stewed black chicken soup.

That is a super big tonic, like Xiaoshan, who was almost exhausted. After taking such a strong medicine, it is very likely that he will be weak and not be replenished, and he will be rested all of a sudden.

It doesn't matter if he stops, but what should I do if I leave a superb sister like Youyou, let Wang Fei act as a brother? For the sake of brotherhood, should I take good care of it?

Nanyang Middle School, Class 2, 1st.

Wang Fei rushed to the classroom just now before the wretched head teacher entered the door. This was really not easy for him!

When you meet a class teacher who is like Tang Xiansen, even if you have only a piece of force, it will be useless. Just as Wang Fei just entered the classroom at the juncture, the class teacher started chattering endlessly when he entered the door.

This made Wang Fei feel very troubled. If he hadn't thought that he would have to attend class, in order not to delay the study of other students, Wang Fei would have had a flying needle, so you can shut up quietly.

The head teacher was chattering on the stage and taking "political classes". Wang Fei held his head and covered his ears in the audience, and sat impatiently.

He looked back at Miss Zhou Meng beside him. Seeing that Miss Zhou's face turned pale, like an eggplant beaten by frost, without any vitality at all, Wang Fei was puzzled, so he asked.

"Xiao Mengmeng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Seeing Wang Fei's inappropriate expression, Zhou Meng was very angry and glared at him, saying unhappy.

"You want to care?"

His kindness brought Zhou Meng's attitude, which made Wang Fei very angry. He looked at Zhou Meng with a serious expression and said seriously.

"Xiao Mengmeng, you are my nominal girlfriend now. Brother, I care about my girlfriend. Do you think it should be?"

Although she knew that Wang Fei had greeted her kindly, the pain in her body made her very impatient to continue arguing with Wang Fei. A trace of sweat appeared on her forehead, wetting a few strands of hair between her eyebrows.

It made her look even more haggard.

Seeing this, Wang Fei ignored Zhou Meng's reaction and stretched out his hands, gently held Zhou Meng's face, and looked carefully, and immediately understood.

"Xiao Mengmeng, your aunt is here, isn't it making you feel uncomfortable?"

"Uh...you..."

Zhou Meng didn't expect that he just took a look and saw it. Even if he was a little weak and a little haggard now, this could not be used as a basis for judging his aunt, right?

"Xiao Mengmeng, you are in such pain, and my brother feels very distressed. Do you want your brother to help you drive away your aunt?"

Damn, can this be driven away?

The heat emitted from the ears made Zhou Meng's ears itchy and uncomfortable. She wanted to get angry, but when she heard what Wang Fei said, she was completely shocked.

Looking at Zhou Meng's disbelief expression, Wang Fei was immediately displeased. He stared at Zhou Meng with an extremely serious and serious attitude, and said.

"Comrade Zhou Meng, please believe that the organization has this strength. It is just a great aunt. Even if the uncle comes, the organization can handle it."

faint!

Upon hearing this, three black lines suddenly appeared on Zhou Meng's forehead. Is there any uncle?

As he was talking, Wang Fei kept moving his mouth and his hands also started to move. A silver light flashed, and a silver needle hit a point on Zhou Meng's abdomen.
To be continued...