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Chapter 40 A powerful feeling

As each picture flashed by, Wang Ping was greatly moved.

Until the end, when everything was over, Wang Ping's spirit also broke away. His face was in a trance. He glanced at the wooden house and felt that it was like a dream and very unreal.

This kind of intertwined time and space and intertwined life is too contradictory, and it feels like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou.

"Life Simulator" Wang Ping came back to his senses after a long time and murmured to himself: "Is every simulated life really a text? Is it a simulated future? Or is it that the development of each life simulation is...

It's real, it's a separate parallel world. The real feeling is really unforgettable."

"I really thought too much, and actually thought of parallel worlds in the fantasy world. After all, the simulated world was too real, and I couldn't tell the difference between fiction and reality."

Wang Ping came back to his senses, patted his forehead and said with a wry smile.

This life experience had such a profound impact on him that it was difficult for him to forget many scenes, and he always felt like he couldn't distinguish between the real world and the simulated world.

"Wang Ping in the simulation is a microcosm of life in the simulated future. He hates himself for being incompetent and weak." Wang Ping opened the door, looked up at the stars, and whispered: "In the end, what I want to do remains the same.

Ah, I must become stronger. In this case, I will not die, nor will I watch my old friends wither away."

It was at this time that a majestic power appeared in Wang Ping's body, and his cultivation level soared directly to the first level of the Spiritual Origin Realm.

"Haha." Wang Ping said with a smile: "I don't accept this. Do you want to make a bet? All your meat and wine today will be mine."

This punch was powerful and heavy, and the powerful acquired fire energy surrounded it, making it extremely hot.

"I'm on it!" Seeing that Wang Ping's whole body was full of flaws, Chihu felt that he might be able to defeat Wang Ping with one move and become the most dazzling person in the children's hearts. He couldn't help but shouted, and rushed towards Wang Ping with a sudden force.

Punch out.

"I bet a piece of meat, Uncle Chihu will win."

This powerful feeling fascinated him.

Breaking through the bottleneck may be a matter of course for Bai Hong.

"." Wang Ping was speechless.

However, Wang Ping also knows very well that his current foundation is quite illusory.

"Chifeng, how can you bet that Brother Wang Ping will win? Brother Wang Ping has never fought before. He always feels that even we can't defeat him in the same situation." A little girl with braided braids in Chicun blinked her beautiful eyes.

, muttered.

This is the foundation of Baihong. It is not perfect, but it is absolutely solid to the extreme.

All the children around them stopped practicing martial arts and surrounded the two of them with laughter.

Then he casually clapped his hand and knocked Chi Hu flying away. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up in one breath.

"There are few people like Brother Bai in the world." Wang Ping said with emotion.

At the critical moment, Wang Ping looked calm and turned slightly to avoid the punch.

After all, he took too many drugs, and he never left the pills since he entered the path of spiritual practice.

"I believe in Brother Wang Ping." Chi Feng said firmly: "Like Uncle Chihu, in the words of Brother Wang Ping's story telling, he looks like a passerby template at first glance and serves as a character on the background. But Brother Wang Ping has a mysterious origin.

, it’s not simple at first glance.”

"Then, let's make some gestures?" Wang Ping didn't care about Chihu's ridicule and said with a smile.

However, now, he prefers this feeling of peace, which can make his complicated emotions gradually disappear and become peaceful.

Geniuses in poor and weak places are not necessarily weaker than those geniuses from large sects. What they lack is just opportunities.

"Damn, you are so cruel. If I don't eat meat or drink alcohol for a day, I will go crazy." Chi Hu's face twitched.

"Forget it, let's start the fight. Today, I want to see who is the passerby template and what kind of background board."

He likes the feeling of having advanced cultivation and being in a high position, and he also likes this feeling of peace.

"You haven't come to practice with me since it was revealed that you can absorb spirit stones to improve your physique. You are still solid." Chihu curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I think you are strong on the outside and hard on the inside.

It falls down as soon as you blow it."

"Drink!"

"I bet a bowl of animal milk that Brother Wang Ping will win!"

If Bai Hong were in the Eastern Wilderness mentioned by Cai Yonglong, with Bai Hong's qualifications and character, he would probably rise with astonishing momentum.

"You kid, what kind of story do you tell Chifeng every day, and you actually say that I am a passerby template or some kind of background board." Chihu's forehead was covered with black lines, and he stared at Wang Ping with his copper-bell-sized eyes.

Chifeng, this kid, pestered him all day long and asked him to tell novels and stories, so he understood a lot of things. It was surprising that he would say such things, but it would not surprise him.

"Fight! Fight!"

"Okay." Chihu grinned, showing his white and solid teeth, and started gearing up: "Hey, even though we have the same cultivation level, I want to defeat you, and all I need is three moves."

Chihu stepped back a little, took a stance, and hummed.

"Uh" Wang Ping was speechless.

"I bet two pieces of meat, Uncle Chihu will win!"

There were children making noises.

From today on, he can no longer take drugs randomly, otherwise his foundation will be too weak, and sooner or later he will be stuck in a certain realm, making it difficult to make progress.

Even so, his cultivation progress is also very rapid, and he can easily break through any bottleneck. There is no way to stop him.

Wang Ping had an intuition that this overseas island was too small, and the martial arts inheritance was too weak, or it might have been passed down through generations.

Take Bai Hong, he is in a powerful force like the Sword Spirit Sect, and his master is the Supreme Elder. What kind of resources do he have?

However, he stuck to his original intention, never took drugs, and devoted himself to cultivation and sword practice.

"The market is open, the market is open." Some older children even said loudly.

The next day, Wang Pingping walked in Chicun, watching the children drinking animal milk, laughing and playing, watching Chifeng and other older children sweating and practicing martial arts hard, and his mood gradually calmed down.

"Hey, Wang Ping, don't wander around all the time. Sometimes it's better to practice moves with me or go hunting." Seeing Wang Ping coming over, Chihu patted him on the shoulder and used his unique big

He shouted in a loud voice: "Otherwise, even if you have a special physique and your cultivation is rapid, without a solid foundation of martial arts training and practical experience, something will definitely happen in the future."

"I have very solid practical experience." Wang Ping said with a smile.

Chi Feng raised his hand.

"That's right." Other children also agreed, not thinking that Wang Ping would win.

"Didn't you say you can defeat me in three moves? Why don't you have any confidence at all?" Wang Ping responded in turn, eager to try. "You must be afraid of me, right?"

He knew very well that the men in Chicun were all brave men with true temperament. Chihu did not mean to ridicule him, he just wanted to motivate him and let him practice more boxing and gain more practical experience.

"Who would be afraid of you, a skinny bamboo pole?" Chihu glared and started gearing up: "Since you said so, don't blame me for beating you up later. Today, I'm going to show you the difference in combat experience."

This made Chihu dumbfounded.

Wang Ping was motionless just now. He thought Wang Ping was frightened and was just about to withdraw his strength, but who knew that Wang Ping had a calm expression, turned slightly sideways to avoid his punch, and casually hit him with a palm from a tricky angle.

He flew away.

If this was a life and death battle, Wang Ping's palm just now was enough to kill him.

For a moment, Chi Hu had some doubts about life. Who was the elite hunter in the village and who was the rookie who had just practiced martial arts for a short time.

(End of chapter)