Wen Xingtian felt that today was the most unstable day, and he was destroyed one after another!

"Yes, this is the third time."

Zuo Xiaoduo was worried and said, "According to such suppression, I'm afraid I can only suppress it for more than twenty times at most... Isn't this a little less?"

"Isn't it a little less?" Wen Xingtian murmured as he said this, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Only suppress it for more than twenty times!?

Only!?

These two words are really good!

Isn't it a little less... This sentence is really wonderful.

Do you know that you can compare to others seven or eight times this time? Dear?

You can beat others two hundred times in these twenty times!

"Actually... it can be considered a decent..."

After holding it in for a long time, Wen Xingtian finally put in such a sentence. He felt that he was well-behaved, and the three words he said were also wonderful.

I have to say that both master and apprentice have learned Chinese well.

"Adaptive? Really?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said humbly: "Teacher Wen, please tell me carefully?"

Seeing the boy's face relaxed suddenly, he looked relieved.

Wen Xingtian felt powerless to complain, lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "Well, with the current level of compressing true energy, you can still be among the geniuses. Well... it's not enough to compare with the top, it's better to compare with the bottom..."

"I know you have tried your best, and it's basically OK. Just do it like this in the future."

"I won't interfere. After all, my help is external force. Using external force to boost growth is not good for your future. Do you understand this principle?"

Wen Xingtian coughed and said.

"I understand, I understand." Zuo Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief.

I couldn't suppress him before, which really scared him very much.

It seems that my potential is just like this!

At this moment, when Wen Xingtian said this, a stone finally fell to the ground.

"How many times have you suppressed when you broke through the innate realm of a martial artist?" Wen Xingtian suddenly became very curious about this question.

"It must be more times than this!"

Zuo Xiaoduo sighed: "I didn't remember it very clearly at that time... it should have been about thirty times, but at that time I just couldn't control it. Although I felt pain, it was not as painful as it is now. It hurts really..."

“Thirty times…”

Wen Xingtian stood up shakingly, feeling like a pool of water in his mind, shaking, and the sound of tide in his mind.

"If possible, continue this suppression state."
Chapter completed!