Chapter 15

Take a sip of basic strength potion.

Joe's throat smelled like glue in his throat.

Joe grabbed his throat in both hands and screamed at the top of his voice: "who invented this damned potion? May the wild dog bite his head!"

Compared with the diluted version of the past 18 years, the original power potion has a terrible taste like poison.

Joe breathed heavily. He tried to ignore the terrible smell in his body and began to run around the training room. After a few breaths, he was sweating profusely and his skin was red with fire.

In Joe's stomach, a huge heat burst.

He drank tiger milk every night before, the heat gushed out of his body was dozens of times stronger.

Maybe the reason why Gua Fei's ability to understand is not so impressive.

The contents of the basic breathing method of the Imperial Army have been memorized by heart. As he ran, Joe began to follow the contents of the pamphlet, twisting his body strangely, and at the same time began to change the breathing rhythm, trying to catch the strange rhythm.

In the depth of his pupil, the magic circle of three circles and six pointed stars was spinning slowly. Almost for a moment, Joe was immersed in a strange state.

His breath became long and deep, as if every breath had to swallow up all the existence around him, and every time he exhaled, he seemed to eject all the useless impurities accumulated in his body.

When he ran in small steps, his movements of raising his hands and twisting his body gave off a kind of wild breath.

The combination of breathing and movement, Qiao Baihua's skin, quickly have gray sweat, with a little bit of needle size black dirt flowing. He smelled worse than the basic strength potion.

Joe was in an incredible state.

Hessen watched Joe run for a long time, like a ghost. After more than an hour, when he found that Joe was really immersed in the most correct state of "basic breathing", he shook his head, slightly opened his mouth, and quietly left the training room with an unbelievable face.

"Joe, what a genius? Of course, my son, of course, should be a genius. It's just that he didn't show it in the past, it must be like this, it must be true! "

After Hessen left the training room, about a quarter of an hour later, laplaci's voice suddenly sounded in Joe's mind.

"Bad medicine, too much impurities, which will make your cultivation more effective."

"It's your breathing method..."

Laplaci's sudden appearance, let gradually immersed in some kind of inexplicable artistic conception, has been completely selfless Joe's heart pumping, the whole body breath suddenly disordered, the movement also suddenly unbalanced.

With a thump, Joe fell to the ground heavily. He put his fork in the lung tube at one breath. The pain almost stopped him crying.

"Asshole, don't come out of the blue." Qiao murmured angrily: "inferior medicine? So, can you show me some good medicine? This is a high-end product with 100 gold marks

"What's wrong with my breathing method?" Joe heavily from the nostrils of a group of cold air: "Hessen said, this is the secret of the Imperial Army, in the Imperial Army, only a very few people master, especially strictly forbidden to flow into the people."

"This is the only part of the whole port of Tulun, except for the garrison! Just this one, you know? " Joe showed off triumphantly.

Laplaci's shrill voice whispered, "Oh, right? Ignorant, I don't mean it's too bad, but it's a little too good. Hehe, hehe, hehe, I'm really surprised. If the army of Derun Empire, the so-called basic breathing method is at this level... "

Laplaci coughed a few times, and Joe could even picture the guy puffing and choking on the smoke.

After a long time, laplaci's voice came again: "however, no matter how good the breathing method is, it's just the work of the shallow wisdom of the ignorant. It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning But if you like it, then, generous Laplacian, make something special for you

"Life is long, you and I accompany each other, the first meeting, when I give a small gift, you do not have any gratitude."

"Well, wait a moment, and let me think about what this gift should be like."

Joe was lying on the ground, squinting. Deep in his pupils, the magic circle of three circles and six pointed stars was spinning slowly. His brain was extremely calm and awake at the moment. He began to think, word by word, what Laplacian meant.

If Laplacian is truly omniscient.

Well, his value is beyond Joe's imagination.

In the same way, Hessen's basic breathing method of the Imperial Army, which he was so frivolous, disagreed with and indifferent to Joe, was not so simple.

But why did Hessen make such an excuse?Because it's contraband?

"No, it's contraband? It's so neurotic. " Joe turned his lips. "I thought I was a kid, don't know what the golden rum in the family port warehouse came from? Of the 100 cases, 99 were smuggled goods. Isn't it a contraband? "

"Pretending, this breathing method must come from a wrong way, but it doesn't matter. Good stuff, all contraband. "

Standing up, Joe continued to trot around the training room. At the same time, he captured the strange breathing rate, while swinging his arms and twisting his body with strange rhythm, which made his running appearance very strange, and strange wild nature flowed out of his body again.

In the eyes, the faint crimson in the circulation, the heart's anger, in breeding, in the spread.

The magic circle in Joe's pupils was spinning and spinning, releasing invisible waves and suppressing the spreading anger in his heart.

Joe's training room went deep into the ground, just above the training room, separated by ten feet of huge stone bricks, and separated by twenty feet of soil. On the ground there were twelve round trees.

three people have thick and thin Wutong trees for years. They are surrounded by a circle with a diameter of 100 feet. Their branches are intertwiged in dozens of yards from the ground, supporting a huge wooden tree house above the circular space.

The round treehouse, except for one window facing port Tulun, was closed. The tightly fitted windows cut off all light and prying sight.

At the only open window, Hessen sat at a square table with his cigar in his mouth and a bottle of golden rum. "Gudongdong" filled himself with a large glass.

Shaking only half of the bottle, Hessen reached for another crystal glass, carefully dropped three drops of amber wine into it, and then put the glass down heavily.

After putting down the bottle, Hessen grabbed a bottle of natural gas on the wine cabinet behind him, soaked it in water, pulled out the stopper, and shook it. "Gudu Du" filled the cup.

The amber liquor is quickly diluted by bubble water.

Hessen put down the water bottle, the cigar in his mouth moved, and squeezed out a sentence from the corner of his mouth: "as a man, you should drink a lot."

On the other side of the square table, the thick velvet curtain is hanging down, and the rising moon falls on the curtain, and a large amount of black shadow is sprinkled on the opposite side of the square table. A man in a long cloak is hidden in the shadow.

Hearing Hessen's words, the man laughed in a low voice. A hand wearing black silk gloves stretched out, took up the glass in front of him, and raised it to Hessen: "drinking is a mistake. Don't drink, sad. So, meaning, that's enough. "

The man spoke with a straight eye, and there was a very short pause between each word, as if every word he said had been said after careful consideration.

Hessen laughed and placed the cigar in his mouth on a crystal ashtray. He took up a full glass of rum and touched it heavily with the man.

Hessen drank a full glass of wine, while the man took it to his lips and sipped it.

Hessen's face drooped down, and his bearded face became weak.

"Back then, you had a better drink than me!" Hessen snorted.

"Even now, my drinking capacity is still better than that of you. It's just that drinking is a mistake, isn't it?" The man laughed and put down his glass: "well, talk about business."

"Joe opened the sea of power by his own strength." The man tapped his finger on the table: "I thought that, with his physical condition, it would be delayed for at least three to five years."

Hessen rolled his white eyes, squinted at him, and said with a sneer, "Joe is my Hessen's son. My Rittal family has only one advantage, that is, money. Even a weak lamb, as long as willing to spend money, can develop a bear

After filling himself with a glass of wine, Hessen said with emotion: "however, it is really beyond my expectation. Originally, I thought that although the energy of life has been accumulated, with his character, it will take at least a few months for the water to overflow and naturally open up the sea of strength."

Gently patting his chest, Hessen was a little scared and said: "I really didn't expect that last night was so dangerous that he actually broke through on the battlefield."

The man's fingers heavily knocked on the table: "dangerous? Instead of thinking too much about the danger, it is better to think about the responsibilities he must take. Like gorkin, like Tifa... "

Hessen was silent.

He took up his glass and drank it down.

"Responsibility, responsibility, responsibility..." Hessen played with his glass: "open the sea of strength and practice the breathing method. I only wish Joe enough strength to protect himself. As for responsibility... "

As soon as the story turned, Hessen began to describe the whole process of his teaching Joe breathing method, and Joe went straight into the right track of the cultivation method without any hindrance: "maybe, it is really the favor of the gods. After last night, I feel that Joe is like a different person."

The man suddenly stood up, raised his arms and cheered in a low voice: "this breathing method, before him, took a full month, a full month for the one with the fastest entry speed and the record can be checked!"The man hissed, "and Joe, how long did he use it? Half a day? It's fate. Joe has to take responsibility

Heavy down the glass, Hessen stood up, a punch hit the man's face, the man fell heavily, lying on the ground for a long time did not move.

"Do you believe it? Fate? Leah will stab you to death! This may be your future destiny! "

Man lying on the ground, after a long time, he slowly said: "responsibility, can not, avoid."

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