Wang Cheng faced the east, his spirits roared in his heart, his qi and blood condensed and boiled, and his body was like a stove, melting everything in it.

Standing five meters away from Wang Cheng, Baye could feel a warmth coming from Wang Cheng's body.

You know, it's winter morning, and they are standing on the top of the mountain. Not to mention being alone here, even if there is really a stove here, the temperature cannot be transmitted far.

"You haven't slept all night?"

Baye asked with a hint of surprise.

She didn't know why she thought so, but she thought in her heart that Wang Cheng might not sleep all night. This competition between Daxue Mountain and Wusheng Mountain is undoubtedly very important, and it can even determine the next ownership of Daxue Mountain.

Under normal circumstances, if Batu defeated Wang Cheng, then Agula's side could take advantage of the situation and annex the two peaks of Buhe and Muren in the name of orthodox justice, unify the entire Daxue Mountain in one fell swoop, and make the Daxue Mountain, which had been split for a hundred years, the most powerful sect in the Daxue Mountains in the Great Prairie Mountains again.

In this situation, Baye and his master Muren both looked at it with a very calm attitude.

If it really happens, both the master and the apprentice will follow the trend. Neither of them will fight for the right to rule, just to maintain peace.

The key is today's battle.

Wang Cheng looked back at her and still adjusted his breathing. The spirits in his heart condensed, and a stream of hot qi and blood were growing out in his body. His limbs and bones, and his internal organs were trembling and itchy, as if they were reshaping them.

"If you can't sleep, just go out for a walk."

Wang Cheng said truthfully calmly.

And he did walk all night, and he trained his legs when he walked. Just like two hammers constantly hammering steel, when the hammer hammers tempered steel, the hammer itself was actually even more tempered.

"Do you have confidence today?"

Baye walked to a stone and sat down, with plaster on his arm. She looked at Wang Cheng in the rising sun and asked with a hint of solemnity.

"Batu yesterday must be no match for me."

Wang Cheng had been looking at Dongfang for a long time and answered with a certain tone.

"What about Batu today?"

Baye heard the mystery in Wang Cheng's words and then asked again.

"I haven't seen it today, I don't know."

Wang Cheng also answered honestly.

"You're very confident."

Baye was a little impressed. Although she didn't know, she knew that Wang Cheng was already enjoying victory.

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, his eyes staring at the sun that began to climb.

At this moment, his breakthrough reached a critical moment. The divine elephant kept roaring towards the sun, causing the pure yang qi and blood in his body to burn.

The temperature around him continued to rise. A stream of hot air blew on Baye's cheek, causing Baye to frown and look at Wang Cheng deeply.

She knew that Wang Cheng was stronger.

After a night, Wang Cheng made a breakthrough again!

Such a genius made her feel a little powerless.

He is more diligent than others. He is surprisingly talented, how can he catch up?

There is no possibility of catching up.

Baye is now thinking about the Red Snow Stubble Method. If she gets the first method of this snowy mountain, she will have a chance.

She sat next to Wang Cheng for an hour. The sun had completely climbed to the horizon, shining red on the earth, and also on Wang Cheng and her.

The temperature on Wang Cheng also eased at this time.

She knew that Wang Cheng's breakthrough had been completely completed, and it seemed to be very smooth, and his body emitted an extremely powerful qi and blood aura. This kind of internal cultivation has exceeded the limits of his peers.

“Complete?”

Baye looked at the land king Cheng who had relaxed his breath and asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's done!"

Wang Cheng's breathing returned to smoothness, and he answered with certainty, then ignored Baye and turned around and was about to go down the mountain.

Baye was not afraid of being disliked, so he stood up and chased after him, asking, "Are you going to ride a horse?"

Wang Cheng looked back at Baye, knowing that Baye had guessed some secrets of the Red Snow Stump Technique, and did not hide it at the moment. He said, "Yes, I want to ride a horse around now."

"I'll be with you!"

Baye followed.

The two of them came to the stable and saw Mu Ren barbecue not far away while practicing boxing. There were Taoist Changhe and Monk Mingde together. The three of them were talking and laughing, and they looked like close friends they hadn't seen for many years.

However, Wang Cheng and Baye knew that these three people could fight at any time, and their personal relationships might be good, but at this moment, each of them represents their own interests.

The two of them pulled out their respective sweat-blooded BMWs, and then rode their horses together and rushed out towards the northern snowfield.

Taoist Changhe sat next to the fire, drinking with a wine pot, looking at his apprentice and Baye who were gradually running away, and said to Mu Ren: "Your apprentice seems to be interested in my apprentice, but unfortunately my apprentice doesn't like your apprentice's tough woman."

Mu Ren put away the stake method, gave birth to a breath, and said calmly: "My woman in Daxueshan likes strong people and believes that power is the best. What's so strange? Besides, how do you know that Baye is not getting close to Wang Cheng for other purposes?"

"Haha, if there are other purposes, then I can only say that your apprentice is thinking too much. My apprentice Wang Cheng is as heart-warming as rock, and perhaps I am not as firm as him in terms of his nature."

Taoist Changhe smiled relaxedly, not caring about it, but anyone could see the pride between his words and tones.

Monk Mingde also agreed and nodded in admiration, "I have been wondering, may your disciple be the kind of person born to know in ancient legends? His mind, nature, and understanding far exceeds his peers."

"Maybe it might be."

Taoist Changhe fooled him without comment.

Monk Mingde didn't say much and continued to eat meat in big stutters.

After burning qi and blood to understand the power of Dragon Elephant Fist, the old monk also saw it openly. Anyway, he couldn't live long, and he personally spread the strongest core martial arts of the Vajra Sect, and looked a little overwhelmed, so he did whatever he wanted, ate meat, drank wine, and took full advantage of his enemies...

Dada dada dada dada...

Wang Cheng rode on the sweat-blooded horse, and his breathing changed into the Red Snow Stud Method. At the same time, the divine image in his heart was also walking, and the earth was pulsating endlessly, and the pure yang qi and blood were burning.

With so many states being concentrated and integrated, he can perfectly use multiple things in his heart and at the same time. This is his greatest talent.

With the blessing of several states in his body, he did not repel at all, and gradually merged into one and complement each other. The effect was very good.

Because, whether it is the artistic conception of the divine image, the red snow stubble method, or the pulsation of the earth, they are all stubble methods with the earth as the core. Pure yang qi and blood are the secret methods of blessings of the monarch oil, so as long as you understand the true meaning of it, there will be no repulsion. After the fusion, there will be many miraculous effects.

When he was riding a horse, Baye tried his best to make his sweat-blooded horse run and keep a distance from Wang Cheng. Her eyes never left Wang Cheng's body, observing every movement and every detail of Wang Cheng's riding.

After watching for a while, she did see some subtle tricks, and then imitated Wang Cheng's minimum movements. She immediately felt a little different, as if the sweat-blooded BMW under her crotch was more compatible with her, and the cooperation was more exquisite.

Has riding improved?

Baye knew that it was not the reason, but something that Wang Cheng knew about her.

The biggest possibility is the Red Snow Stub Method.

She heard from the master that when she was young, she heard from the master that if she wanted to practice the Red Snow Stud Technique, she had to ride a sweat-blooded BMW to achieve the best results.

The Red Snow Stub Method with Sweat and Blood BMW is the real first Stub Method!

This is also the biggest reason why every generation of masters will try their best to preserve the bloodline of the sweat-blooded BMW after the great blows in Daxue Mountain.

So far, there are three purebred sweat-blooded BMWs in Daxue Mountain.

The sweat-blooded BMW is the foundation of the Great Snow Mountain.

Baye suddenly had this feeling in his heart. When he stroked the sweaty and bloody BMW under his crotch, he cherished it even more. She seemed to have a better understanding of the BMW that she had been with her for several years. She felt a sense of mutual understanding.

This time, she has really improved her riding skills.

ah………………

At this time, Wang Cheng, who was soaking in front of him on a sweat-blooded BMW, suddenly let out a loud shout, venting the swelling and burning qi and blood in his body.

This loud shout was very exquisite.

It seems like the mountain collapses, it seems like the roar of earthquakes, and there is also the long sound of elephants sucking water.

The sound was rolling. On the empty snowfield, it was very far away, and several falcons in the sky were shocked to leave.

Baye felt a little shocked when he heard this. This kind of internal cultivation seemed to be much worse than her master Mu Ren.

She didn't know that this throat was blessed by the blood and blood of the horse.

Dada dada dada dada...

Sudden.

There was another rapid sound of horse hooves on the snow field in the north.

Someone is coming on horseback.

Wang Cheng and Baye both gathered their eyes and saw a red BMW that seemed to be burning flames sprinting from the north, as if a ball of flames was soaring, and there was almost no moving horse's hooves.

It was also a sweat-blooded BMW.

Both of them seemed calm because the third sweat-blooded BMW in Daxue Mountain was on Batu.

Then the visitor must be Agula's disciple Batu.
To be continued...