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Chapter 798 Breaking through the eighth level

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    For a moment, everyone in the courtyard only heard an extremely shrill scream coming from the room, which was outrageous and made people stand on end!

    "What happened to the boss?"

    Ma Dahu was extremely worried. As he spoke, he wanted to break in, but was stopped by the old man.

    "Now is the critical moment for whether he can become a strong man and withstand all the pressure. In the past few days, none of you should disturb him and let him go alone." He said with hopeful eyes.

    Hearing this, everyone hesitated, and several girls also looked worried.

    Because whether it is Hu Xiaoling and Su Qingyan who know him well, or Fenghuang and Naning who know only a little about him, in their minds, this man will always be a tough guy who would rather bend than bend, and stand upright.

    They never thought that something could destroy each other

    You must know that people including Situ Jiannan once believed that the former was the god in their hearts. Even though Mount Tai collapsed, his appearance remained unchanged. Now, their hearts are also wavering.

    In the room.

    Qin Feng was shrouded in nightmares. Even though he was holding his head, there was still the sinister laughter of the Ghost King and Jiang Hao in his ears, attacking his brain and soul.

    Sometimes, people's emotions can be very strong or very fragile.

    Qin Feng, who has fought bloody battles for many years, has never lowered his head when facing a powerful enemy.

    But when he learned that he had been deceived by the brother he had regarded as a sibling from the very beginning, that feeling had destroyed the last and strongest line of defense in his psychology.

    Masks, countless Jiang Hao's masks flashed through his mind. From the first day he met each other until last night, the clips were like a slide show, endlessly, and the memories were like a flood.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but he stood up slowly like an old man. His body looked extremely weak, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.

    "The human heart is indeed more terrifying than ghosts and gods."

    He said this subconsciously, then laughed to himself, opened the door and walked out.

    At this moment, there is no one in the hospital. Everyone has just had lunch and is taking a rest.

    Qin Feng walked to the stone table in the courtyard. There was a chessboard on it. It was the end game that the old man and the old wizard king had played previously.

    He just stood there, staring deeply at the chessboard, neither moving nor sitting down.

    At this time, someone noticed Qin Feng. They walked out of their respective rooms and saw Qin Feng standing there like a wooden stake. They were all confused.

    The old Witch King said: "If God wants to destroy him, he must first make him crazy. God bless me, I hope nothing will happen to my grandson"

    "Don't worry, he's not that fragile."

    The old man on the side had a fleeting gaze and said calmly: "Do you think he is watching chess? In fact, he is playing a game with himself."

    "A game with yourself?"

    Hearing this, everyone couldn¡¯t help but be surprised and confused.

    "That's right, the most difficult thing in the world is to play a game with yourself, to compete with yourself. In this world, nothing can knock you down. Even if you are a powerful enemy, the one who knocks you down is often yourself."

    "Once he crosses this hurdle, he will never fall again and become a truly strong man!"

    "This is the real transformation!"

    After the words fell, everyone nodded thoughtfully, Su Qingyan asked: "Then can't we help him?"

    "Your existence has already helped him, but now he has a fetter in his heart, and no one can help him."

    The old man shook his head, and then walked towards the stone table. The old Witch King followed closely after seeing him. Everyone looked left and right in order to go up, but under the gaze of the former, they did not disturb him.

    "Let's continue."

    He said something to the old Witch King, and then the two began to play chess, including Qin Feng, who became spectators for a while.

    Youdao watched the chess without saying a word, and everyone was silent, but Qin Feng stood beside the old wizard king, picked up a chess piece, entered uninvited, and started a fierce battle with the old man.

    The old Witch King didn¡¯t stop him, but he didn¡¯t take it seriously when he saw the old man. He just continued to act according to his heart, no matter who was playing chess.

    His chess skills are very good. He has been practicing Taoism for many years and has often played games with himself. Every step he takes seems to contain the path of time. Only after eating Qin Feng's chess piece, everyone will become aware of it.

    The black and red sides, the red side is Qin Feng, no one can see through his moves, because he only moves one chess piece, pawn.

    Yes, no matter what the overall situation is, apart from protecting the commander, he only uses pawns.

    &nThe central mantra of the nine-character motto he comprehended came out, and suddenly, the originally chaotic dark elements suddenly calmed down, like a stone sinking into the sea, and the ripples disappeared!

    In the thick misty swamp, the twisted face of Jiang Hao's ghost king once again stood out. He faced it directly, his heart trembled, but he resisted and did not escape. The dark element in his heart that was no longer agitated completely settled down.

    ??Looking at those two faces again, they also disappeared. The clouds and mist were pushed aside to see the sunrise. The golden morning sun was extremely dazzling.

    His chest heaved up and down, as if he was holding a breath, and finally couldn't help but spit it out. The turbid breath was like lightning, fleeting, but leaving an arc in the air like tearing air currents.

    Qin Feng opened his eyes, and finally there was a hint of enlightenment in his eyes.

    The eighth level of breathing method, breakthrough!

    There was no time for joy, so he quickly used the hard-won eighth level to refine the dark energy in his body.

    Progress is very slow. If the internal force is snow, the breathing method is hot water. Previously, no matter how powerful the internal force was, whether it was Dongfang Shuo's or Bisa's, he could successfully refine it.

    But now, dark energy is ice. The ice on the snow-capped mountains has been frozen for thousands of years, and boiling hot water is always poured on it, but it has little effect.

    It is always like this, but Qin Feng is still not discouraged, because this is a good start. He only needs time to completely refine this dark energy.

    There are still two days left, try your best, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope.

    Just when Qin Feng was refining the dark energy in his body, suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Naning walked in, holding the steaming meal in her hand, she put it down and was about to leave.

    "Thanks."

    Hearing this, she turned around, looked at Qin Feng who had already opened his eyes, and smiled.

    Similarly, Qin Feng also responded with a smile, and then closed his eyes again.

    Naning means light and hope (remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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