C90 Baseball

Water is usually feminine, but it's just never there.

She could be as gentle and considerate as the spring breeze in March.

She could be like the surging tides in June, furious and ruthless.

Yin, Yang, gentle, and tough. They were all vividly reflected in the water. This was water, the material that was closest to the Great Dao!

When Wan Hao thought of this, his clenched hand involuntarily moved. He turned his fist into a palm, and waves appeared on his palm. The softness turned into bone, and it was light and graceful as it brushed past his body.

As the speed of his palm became slower and slower, Wan Hao's entire body also stood up from the praying mat. His legs moved along with his palm, and with a light step forward, he half-knelt. In the shape of a bow, his hands lightly slapped in the air, and his feet changed positions with the palm. This was the softness of water, feminine.

Immediately after, the situation reversed. Wan Hao clenched his palm into a fist. Both of his arms stood vertically as if he was blocking, and he threw a punch forward. It seemed to be moving slowly. Normally, it was the most bizarre. The water seemed calm, but there were undercurrents surging below. It could deliver a fatal blow.

"Heaven's Origin Technique!"

When Wan Hao combined his mind into one, the path of the Innate Spell automatically followed. The channeling route was almost unable to withstand Wan Hao's Yuan Qi. There were signs of him breaking through to the second realm of Static Body. However, he was lacking an opportunity and was unable to break through, although he was a little disappointed. However, he still expressed his satisfaction.

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed. With the help of the spirit liquid distributed by the sect, Wan Hao had mastered all the martial techniques he had learned. Not to mention mastering them to perfection, familiarity could still be considered.

On this day, he opened his eyes. His eyes flickered with a dazzling red light, and his aura rose to another level.

Opening the door of the thatched cottage, Xu Bo continued to cultivate diligently outside the door. It was winter now, and Xu Bo was still naked. He had a strong body, and every muscle could be seen with the naked eye. Under the sunlight, Xu Bo held a stone lock in each of his hands. He gritted his teeth, as if lifting it up was very difficult.

In the weather that could be seen by breathing, Xu Bo's body was covered in sweat. Because his body temperature was too hot, white fog rose above his head.

"Ah!"

Xu Bo gritted his teeth and shouted. The muscles on his arms quickly tightened. Only then did Wan Hao realize that Xu Bo's skin was covered with a layer of ointment. If it wasn't for his sudden strength, which caused the sunlight to reflect on his body, it was really difficult for Wan Hao to notice it.

"Boom!"

Xu Bo picked up the stone lock. After circling around half of his body, he threw it into the mud in the distance. When he wiped the sweat off his face, he noticed Wan Hao's arrival.

"Wan Hao, you've come out of secluded meditation!"

Xu Bo's simple and honest smile appeared on his face as he walked towards Wan Hao.

"Xu Bo, what are these that you are wiping on your body?"

Wan Hao pointed at Xu Bo's abdominal muscles and asked curiously.

"Oh! You're talking about this? This is a tendon cream, a kind of ointment to train the strength of the body. That day, when I became a disciple of the Treasure Vault's Elder, the Treasure Vault's Elder saw through my illness with a single glance. Then, he rewarded me with some Muscle Bone Ointment and suggested that I strengthen my body. This way, it would be easier for me to tap into my own potential. "

Xu Bo smiled. He wanted to put on the clothes that he had put on a long time ago, but Wan Hao stopped him.

"Xu Bo, I got you a new one. Wear this!"

After saying that, Wan Hao handed over a new blue robe. Xu Bo did not take it. He touched the inch-long board with some embarrassment. Although his body was a little strong, it was about the same size as the clothes Wan Hao wore. Judging from the new clothes, it must be Wan Hao's. How could he take away someone's love? He couldn't accept it even if he thought about it!

"Wan Hao, no need. I really have one!" Xu Bo declined.

"Xu Bo, if you really treat me as a friend, then accept it!" Wan Hao forcefully stuffed the clothes into Xu Bo's arms and said seriously.

Xu Bo looked at Wan Hao and knew that he had made up his mind. He did not force him anymore and put the clothes on happily.

"Xu Bo, what has everyone been doing recently?" Wan Hao asked.

"Everyone has been to the baseball field these few days. I heard that baseball is helpful for our cultivation. Many people have gone. Why don't we go and take a look now?" Xu Bo suggested.

Wan Hao nodded. He was also very curious about this baseball. He walked towards the baseball field under Xu Bo's lead.

This was a thousand miles long and hundred miles wide outdoor football field. The ground of the court was not the mud or plastic that we commonly see. It was made of some kind of special metal. It looks very smooth, and there are metal walls all around the court. It is thousands of meters tall, and there is only one stand on the court... It could accommodate five hundred people, no more, no less, just five hundred!

At this moment, the two people on the court each held a meter long metal rod, hitting a golden ball.

"Whoosh!"

The yellow light was like a bolt of lightning. Before the young man on the opposite side could react, it swiftly cut across his face. It was extremely dangerous.

"Hu! I lost. I didn't expect that I would only be able to last thirty rounds in your hands." The young man sighed and said sincerely.

"Haha, you're only at the beginner level. I've already been at the beginner level for almost a year. If I don't beat you, wouldn't it be a joke?" The muscular man in armor laughed.

"You should find another opponent. I don't want to be beaten."

After saying that, the young man returned to the stands with a smile. Another young man walked down from the stands.

It was Pann Zhuocheng!

Wan Hao knew Pann Zhuocheng. He had helped him speak during the trial. He was a man of integrity, and his leadership skills were decent. However, the situation was critical at that time. Wan Hao hadn't seen Wan Hao's strength very clearly. This was a good opportunity for him. He wanted to take a look at Pann Zhuocheng's strength.

"Wan Hao, Xu Bo, you are here!"

Wan Hao walked towards the stands. When Tang Wan Wen saw them, she greeted them.

"I just came out of seclusion. By the way, what's going on?" Wan Hao asked.

"Pan Zi's opponent is an experienced player, Zhao Zefeng, who has been in the sect for a year. It is said that he is a good player. However, his own strength can't be underestimated, although it can't be compared to Big Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother. But we can still squeeze into the top ten in the outer sect."

Since Zhao Zefeng was able to make it into the top ten in the outer circle, his strength was naturally not weak either. As for this baseball, Wan Hao was also curious as to why the sect would set up such a thing. What was the use of it? Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze to the bottom of the field.

"You serve first!"

Zhao Zefeng raised the baseball bat in his hand and said.

"Okay! Thanks for letting me win!"

Pann Zhuocheng did not refuse. He held the baseball bat in his right hand and threw it high with his left hand. He slowly raised his head and looked at the baseball.

"Bang!"

When the ball rose and spun in the air, and then fell one or two meters from the ground due to gravity, Pann Zhuocheng raised the baseball bat and aimed it at the ball. He hit the ball with the bat and the duel began!