Fight to break the sky

In the early morning, a thin white mist shrouded the top of the back mountain and lingered for a long time. The gentle breeze suddenly brought a muffled sound of physical contact.

In a hidden grove on the top of the back mountain, Xiao Yan's feet were dug into the soil like tree stumps, his toes were firmly on the ground, and his teeth were clenched. Cold sweat was flowing on his forehead, and there were streaks of blood on his naked body wearing only shorts. Blue bruises are densely covered on it.

Behind Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, who had transformed into a soul state, was sitting cross-legged on a boulder. At this time, he was looking solemnly at Xiao Yan who was gritting his teeth and persisting, and waved his palm gently.

As Yao Lao waved his palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a line of light red fighting spirit shot out fiercely from Yao Lao's palm. Finally, like a whip, it hit Xiao Yan's shoulder heavily, leaving a trace immediately. Long blue bruises.

There was a violent tremor at the corner of his mouth, and he sucked in a breath of cold air between his teeth. Xiao Yan felt that his shoulders seemed to have suddenly become numb, and waves of burning pain went straight into his heart. Under this severe pain, Xiao Yan was Even my toes felt a little weak, and I almost fell down uncontrollably...

After the severe pain, the meager Dou Qi rushed through the body. Under the stimulation of pain, Dou Qi seemed to be more energetic than usual, flowing happily through the veins and acupoints on the shoulders, with a trace of warmth and coolness. , slowly penetrate into the skeletal muscles, quietly strengthening...

"Come again!" After the pain on his shoulder gradually faded away, Xiao Yan's young face was full of persistence and stubbornness, and he gritted his teeth and said.

Looking at Xiao Yan who gritted his teeth and persisted in delivering the blow, Yao Lao squeezed out a smile of relief on his withered old face, nodded slightly, and the light red fighting energy shot out again from his palm.

"Bang, bang, bang..." In the small woods, a series of frightening muffled sounds and low hums slightly mixed with painful sounds spread one after another...

Yao Lao's attacks were very measured. Each attack happened to reach the critical point that Xiao Yan's body could bear. In this way, he would not seriously injure Xiao Yan, but also bring him real pain.

The heartbreaking pain caused by the fighting spirit hitting his body made Xiao Yan's little face almost distorted in pain.

On the body, as Yao Lao waved his palms, there were more and more bruises...

"Bang!" Another burst of Dou Qi was shot out. Xiao Yan, who was like a wooden stake, finally reached the limit of what he could bear. His legs went weak and he collapsed without any strength.

After panting heavily for a long time, Xiao Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, raised his head, and said with a difficult smile: "Teacher, how are you?"

"Very good. I received eighty-four fighting spirit whippings today, which is much better than the nine whippings a month and a half ago..." Yao Lao nodded with a smile on his face, and there was an imperceptible exclamation in his eyes. In the past month and a half, Xiao Yan's resilience has exceeded his expectations. Just like today, he originally thought that seventy times of fighting spirit whipping would be Xiao Yan's limit, but the latter persisted until the eighth Fourteen times, this really made him have to sigh at this little guy's endurance.

After listening to Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He sat on the muddy ground and rested for a long time. After his body regained consciousness, he slowly got up and took the stone from the side. He took off his clothes and put them on.

When dressing, the cool fabric touched the bruises, which naturally caused Xiao Yan to grimace in pain.

The transparent body twisted, and the medicine aged into light that flashed into the black ring, leaving behind a word of concern that had been said many times: "Hurry back and soak your body with the foundation-building spirit liquid, otherwise the remaining congestion in the body will cause You are seriously injured!"

Xiao Yan nodded clearly, put on his clothes, and walked slowly down the back mountain.

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Returning to the hut, Xiao Yan, who could no longer bear the pain, quickly closed the doors and windows, then took off his clothes again, and jumped into the wooden basin with cyan water on his hands and feet...

The cold green water stained the bruised skin, and Xiao Yan suddenly took a few deep breaths of cold air with relief. The ecstatic feeling made him slowly close his eyes and stand upright as if he was enjoying it. Lying in the tub, motionless.

Xiao Yan leaned softly on the edge of the wooden basin, and his rapid breathing gradually became calmer. Finally, a low snore came vaguely from his nose. After experiencing a painful torture, Xiao Yan Finally, unable to bear the dual mental and physical exhaustion, he fell into a deep sleep.

While Xiao Yan was sleeping, the green water swayed slightly, and traces of gentle energy quietly penetrated into Xiao Yan's body along the slightly open pores on his body, washing away the somewhat ferocious bruises. At the same time, , and constantly adding vitality and strengthening to the body that has reached its limit...

The deep sleep continues, and the strengthening proceeds unconsciously.

While strengthening and repairing Xiao Yan's body, the cyan water in the wooden basin was gradually fading. Obviously, the medicinal power contained in the water was about to be squandered by Xiao Yan.

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He didn't know how long he slept for, but Xiao Yan only remembered that when he woke up, the hot sunlight had already illuminated the room extremely brightly.

He stretched lazily, and the bones in his body suddenly crackled. He raised his head and felt the indescribable vitality and enrichment all over his body. Xiao Yan couldn't help but lost his voice: "It feels so good!"

Standing up from the wooden basin, Xiao Yan was suddenly startled. He discovered that the originally cyan water in the basin had completely turned into crystal clear water.

"Has the power of the medicine been absorbed?" Xiao Yan touched his nose and shook his head helplessly. Suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he slowly closed his eyes with some joy, carefully sensing the status of the fighting spirit in his body.

After a while, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, clasped his hands slightly, and laughed softly, with a hint of surprise that could not be concealed: "Finally the fifth level of fighting spirit!"