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  Chapter 40 Powerful Feeling

  As the pictures flashed by, Wang Ping was deeply moved.

  Until the end, when everything was over, Wang Ping's spirit also came out. He was dazed and looked around the wooden house. He felt like a dream and it was very unreal.

  This interlaced time and space, interlaced life, was too contradictory. It felt 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, muttering to himself: "Is every simulated life really a text? Is it a simulated future? Or is it that the development of each simulated life is real, a parallel world separated. That real feeling is really unforgettable."

  "I really think too much, I actually associate parallel worlds with the fantasy world. After all, the simulated world is too real, so I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake."

  Wang Ping came back to his senses, patted his forehead, and smiled bitterly.

  The impact of this life experience on him was really too deep, making it difficult for him to forget many scenes, and he always felt that he couldn't tell the difference between the real world and the simulated world.

  "Wang Ping in the simulation is a microcosm of a life in the simulated future. He hates his incompetence and weakness." Wang Ping pushed open the door, looked up at the starry sky, and whispered: "In the final analysis, what I have to do remains unchanged. I must become stronger. In this way, I will not die, nor will I watch my old friends wither away."

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

  This powerful feeling made him fascinated.

  However, Wang Ping also knew that his current foundation was quite frivolous.

  After all, he took too many drugs. Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he has never left the pill.

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

  Like Bai Tianhong, he is in a big force like the Sword Spirit Sect, and his master is the Supreme Elder. What resources does he not have?

  However, he sticks to his original intention, never takes drugs, and practices and practices swords with one heart.

  Even so, his cultivation progress is also very fast, and he can easily break through any bottleneck. Nothing can stop him.

  This is Bai Tianhong's foundation. It is not perfect, but it is absolutely solid.

  For Bai Tianhong, breaking through the bottleneck may be a natural thing.

  Wang Ping has a hunch that this overseas island is too small, the martial arts heritage is too weak, or it has been discontinued.

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

  If Bai Tianhong were in the East Wilderness mentioned by Cai Yonglong, with Bai Tianhong's qualifications and character, he would probably rise with an amazing momentum.

  "There are few people like Brother Bai in the world." Wang Ping sighed.

  "Drink!"

  The next day, Wang Ping walked in Chi Village, watching the children drinking animal milk, laughing and playing, watching the older children such as Chi Feng sweating and practicing martial arts, his mood gradually calmed down.

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

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

  "Hey, Wang Ping, don't wander around all the time. It's better to practice martial arts with me or go hunting sometimes." Seeing Wang Ping coming, Chihu patted his shoulder and shouted with his unique loud voice: "Otherwise, even if you have a special physique and your cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds, without a solid foundation in martial arts training and practical experience, something will definitely happen in the future."

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

  "Since you revealed your physique that can absorb spirit stones to improve your cultivation, you haven't come to me to practice, and it's still solid." Chihu curled his lips and said disdainfully: "I think you are just strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and you will fall down at the slightest blow."

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

  He knew very well that the men of Chi Village were all true and heroic men. Chihu did not mean to mock him, but just wanted to provoke him, let him practice more boxing, and also to cultivate more practical experience.

  "Okay." Chihu grinned, showing his white and solid teeth, and rubbed his palms: "Hehe, although we have the same cultivation, I want to defeat you, three moves will do."

  "Haha." Wang Ping said with a smile: "I don't accept this. Do you want to make a bet? I bet that all your meat and wine today belong to me."

  "Damn, you are really cruel. I will go crazy if I don't eat meat or drink for a day." Chihu's face twitched.

  "Didn't you say that you can defeat me in three moves? Why don't you have this little confidence?" Wang Ping provoked him in return, and was very eager to try. "You are not afraid of me, are you?"

  "Who would be afraid of a skinny bamboo pole like you." Chihu glared, rubbing his palms: "Since you said so, don't blame me for beating you hard later. Today, I will let you see the difference in combat experience."

  "Fight! Fight!"

  A child cheered.

  "It's open, it's open." Some older children were even louder.

  "I bet a piece of meat, Uncle Chihu wins."

  "I bet two pieces of meat, Uncle Chihu wins!"

  "I bet a bowl of animal milk, Big Brother Wang Ping wins!"

  Chi Feng raised his hand.

  "Chi Feng, why do you bet Big Brother Wang Ping to win? Big Brother Wang Ping has never fought, and I always feel that he can't even beat us in the same situation." A little girl with pigtails in Chi Village blinked her smart and beautiful eyes and muttered.

  "That's right." The other children also echoed, and none of them thought that Wang Ping would win.

  "I believe in Big Brother Wang Ping." Chi Feng said firmly: "Like Uncle Chihu, in the words of Big Brother Wang Ping's storytelling, at first glance, he is a passerby template, a background character. And Big Brother Wang Ping's origin is mysterious, and at first glance he is not simple."

  "Uh" Wang Ping was speechless.

  "What kind of story do you tell Chi Feng every day, and you actually say that I am a passerby template or a background." Chi Hu's forehead was full of black lines, and he stared at Wang Ping with his big copper bell eyes.

  "." Wang Ping was speechless.

  Chi Feng, this kid, always pesters him to tell him stories, so he knows a lot of jokes. He can say such things, which is surprising, but not surprising to him.

  "Forget it, let's fight. Today, I want to see who is the template of passers-by and the background board."

  Chi Hu stepped back, took a stance, and snorted.

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

  "I'm going to do it!" Seeing that Wang Ping's body was full of flaws, Chi Hu 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 shout, and rushed towards Wang Ping and punched him.

  This punch was powerful and heavy, and there was a powerful acquired fire true qi surrounding it, making it extremely hot.

  At the critical moment, Wang Ping calmly turned his body slightly to avoid the punch.

  Then he casually slapped out with his palm, and knocked Chihu out. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up in one breath.

  This made Chihu dumbfounded.

  Just now Wang Ping didn't move, and he thought Wang Ping was scared and was about to stop, but who knew that Wang Ping had a calm expression, slightly turned his body to avoid his punch, and slapped him out with a palm at a tricky angle.

  If this was a life-and-death battle, Wang Ping's palm just now would be enough to take his life.

  For a moment, Chihu was a little doubtful about his life. Who is the elite hunter in the village and who is the rookie who has just practiced martial arts for a short time.