Sweating represents the release of heat, and if I sweat all over my body with a punch, then sooner or later I will collapse and die. Gang Jin is definitely not like this!

Lu Menglin groaned for a long time, then swung out a punch again, smashing into the stone wall.

At the moment when his fist touched the stone wall, Lu Menglin's mind moved, the pores on his fist opened, and the heat in his body suddenly rushed out of his fist like a great river of the Yangtze River.

Bang! The punch slammed into the stone wall, making a loud muffled sound.

But Lu Menglin didn't feel the pain coming from his fist, and when he pulled back his fist, he saw that there were some sweat stains on his fist.

Looking at the stone wall that was hit by his fist, a shallow fist mark appeared on the hard stone.

"I see! Gang Jin is going to be ejected from the pores. Lu Menglin suddenly realized and said to himself.

In the depths of the dense forest, Tu Xiao stood on a branch, his eyes penetrated the gap in the woods, and fell on Lu Menglin's body.

"Crazy, crazy! This kid's understanding is terrible! He has actually practiced it. I thought it would take at least ten days and half a month to get to the door. Fortunately, his physical strength is not enough, and he will only practice more and more slowly in the future, but it is nothing. Tu Xiaomu shook his head and smiled bitterly, muttering to himself.

After looking at it for a while, Tu Xiaomu shook his body and jumped from the tree a few times, more agile than a monkey's movements, and really disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

Lu Menglin has played eight incomplete battles, and each time he has improved more than one time.

He had gradually been able to control the heat in his body, and it erupted from his fist, forming a faint force.

However, this gang strength is still very weak at present, and the power used to hit people is slightly insufficient, that is, it is comparable to Lu Menglin's usual fist power, maybe a little worse, because the performance is not stable enough.

And if Gang Jin is used for defense, it can indeed offset some of the external force, but it is far away from Tu Xiaoxiao's perverted defensive power, which is simply a world away.

"With one more punch, my physical strength is almost exhausted today, and I can't use it anymore. Lu Menglin stood in front of the stone wall and thought silently.

He was a little reluctant to send out this punch, because of his physical strength, the progress of such a practice was too slow.

At this moment, Lu Menglin first took a deep breath, and used the turtle and snake breathing technique to press the energy contained in this breath deeply into his lungs, and then used the "True Martial Arts Giant Technique" to mobilize the strength of his whole body and concentrate it on one point with his mind.

The feet are rooted in the ground, the ten toes grasp the ground, the whole body pores are closed, the heart moves, the body is burned, and at the same time, a cannon fist is blasted.

With this punch, Lu Menglin has already used everything he has learned before.

Bang! A punch fell, and the rubble flew everywhere, and Lu Menglin only felt that the obstacle in front of the fist was loosened.

When Ding Qing saw that half of his arm was inserted into the stone wall, he was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled his fist back.

A clear fist hole was left in the stone wall, half an inch deep.

Lu Menglin was suddenly shocked in his heart, the power of this punch was so powerful, if it hit someone, it would be a big hole on the spot.

No wonder there has always been a legend in the national art world in the past that martial arts masters can tear the belly of the cow raw, and when they go down with one claw, they can penetrate the thick cowhide and directly dig out the heart of the big bison.

You know, bison skin is thick and hard, and sometimes even a gun with a small caliber can't penetrate it.

A martial arts master who can use Gang Jin is really amazing.

I just don't know if Tu Xiao's body protection strength can stop this

Lu Menglin thought to himself.

Before you know it, it's getting dark. Lu Menglin walked back to the improvised hospital alone.

The night was inky, and the mountains and forests were pitch black, except for the occasional roar of an unknown beast.

Lu Menglin consumed a lot of physical strength during the day, sitting on the edge of the bed and closing his eyes to recuperate, but this mind was surging endlessly, and he couldn't calm down at all. Because there is a bold idea, which has been stirring in the heart.

"Tu Xiaoxiao said that my physical strength is not enough, and I can only break out nine times a day, but nine times a day is not enough, it is too much. I still need to practice hard to understand the mystery of Gangjin!"

Lu Menglin thought about it before thinking about it, and decided that he still wanted to take risks, seeking wealth and danger, and if he wanted to practice peerless martial arts, he would not be able to take risks without taking risks and without the determination to be brave and diligent.

If you want to increase your physical strength, you can only use the Tai Sui Pulp Mother! Lu Menglin turned over and stood up, took out the Tai Sui Pulp Mother from the bedside table, peeled off the layers of plastic bags, and put the Tai Sui Pulp Mother in the palm of his hand.

The booklet of the Eight Cars Master Tai records the method of absorbing the energy of foreign objects with Gang Jin, which is worth a try.

Lu Menglin held his breath and calmed down, first closed the pores of his body, and then concentrated all his energy into the palm of his hand.

The skin of the palm gradually heated, and a faint force invaded the Tai Sui myelin, to be precise, it was subtly connected with this Tai Sui pidulla.

With a slight movement of his mind, Lu Menglin visualized the form of Tai Sui's myelin mother in the sea of knowledge, and then his palm pulled back vigorously, forming a just right amount of absorbing power.

Immediately afterward, a steady stream of life energy flowed back into the body along the palm of the hand, flowing to the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Lu Menglin was shocked, there was no joy or sorrow in his heart, at this critical moment, there could be no emotional fluctuations.

Because of the previous experience of sucking and devouring, Lu Menglin could easily sense the flow of life energy.

His strength was quickly restored, and he was full of strength.

However, Lu Menglin knew that this was just an illusion, because these were all external forces, and they were just temporarily creating this illusion for themselves.

If you covet this false feeling and use this life energy in vain, you will only make yourself like last time, the energy in your body will be sharply unbalanced, and if you don't cut off your pulse qi in time, you will explode and die.

Lu Menglin didn't want to lie in bed for ten days and half a month like last time, and he didn't want to explode and die.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. Lu Menglin silently recited the trick in that booklet in his heart, and with the power of his mind, he mobilized the excess energy in his body and slowly infused it back into the Tai Sui marrow mother.

This is called the coming and going, the cycle of heaven.

Sure enough, with the output of life energy, the energy in Lu Menglin's body reached a state of equilibrium again.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Menglin finally opened his eyes and gently put the Tai Sui marrow mother in his palm on the table.

At this moment, his spirit is sufficient, his physical strength has been fully restored, and his body has been nourished by life energy, and he has a feeling of refreshment.

As I swept my gaze around the room, I found that my vision was much brighter than before, and many details in the room that I had not paid attention to before were clearly visible and clear at a glance.

Lu Menglin walked to the window, and his eyes fell into a dark jungle through the night.

The sound of various insects is heard in the ears, like a vivid symphony.

Looking through the night, he could clearly see many small creatures hidden in the darkness, and Lu Menglin suddenly felt the vitality emanating from the entire jungle.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had become one with the whole jungle, and my life level had been sublimated

I have a wonderful taste of mastering everything.

At this moment, Lu Menglin knew that he was on the right path, his physique had been tempered with life energy, and he began to become different from ordinary people.

Early the next morning, Lu Menglin came back to the stone wall deep in the dense forest.

As soon as his mind moved, Gang punched out vigorously, and blasted out nine punches in one breath, causing the stone wall to rumble and stone chips to splash everywhere.

All of the nine punches were full of strength, and their power had increased compared to before.

Lu Menglin closed his fists and stood still, calm and relaxed, because he knew very well that his physical strength had made a qualitative leap compared to yesterday, and the strength of the nine fists exploded, only consuming less than one-third of his physical strength.

In other words, after secretly refining his physique last night, his physical strength has increased by three times, and he can at least hit close to thirty punches.

For the next whole day, Lu Menglin was pondering the use of Gang Jin.

He was able to close the pores of his whole body with his mind and use his fists to punch out the strength, but it was only limited to using his fists, which was still too far from Tu Xiao's strength all over the body.

When that weird guy uses Gang Jin to defend, he can use any part of his body to release Gang Jin, so he is exceptionally durable.

Although Lu Menglin's physical strength has increased greatly now, and he can punch about thirty punches, he is only limited to using his fists, in other words, when facing attacks, unless he uses his fists to catch all the attacks, he will still be injured.

Thirty Dao Gang strength was exhausted, Lu Menglin could no longer lock the pores, his whole body was sweating profusely, he almost crawled back to the ward, and quickly took out the Tai Sui Myelin Mother to suck it up and exchange life energy.

Don't look at the piece of Tai Sui myelin is only a small piece, but the life energy contained in it is extremely huge, Lu Menglin absorbed it for three days in a row, and that piece of Tai Sui marrow mother is only a small circle.

However, the effect of using life energy to refine the physique is only the best on the first night, and the last two times can only replenish physical strength, and the change in physique is basically gone.

However, Lu Menglin didn't care, because according to that booklet, a foreign body in heaven and earth like Tai Sui Myelin Mother is irreversible in the refining of life, and each foreign body changes the physique only once.

In other words, if Lu Menglin wants to continuously refine his physique and improve his life level, he must continue to obtain different foreign bodies from heaven and earth.

Obviously, this is not the most important thing to do right now. Lu Menglin now just wants to train Gang Jin more handy, practice kung fu, and leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

On the fourth day, Tu Xiaoxiao finally returned.

He was accompanied by the short, stocky horse who didn't look like a master at all.

"This kid's personality is a little impatient!Unstable mentality, practice fart boxing!" Ma Hao glanced at the stone wall in front of Lu Menglin, and said with a smile.

The debris in front of the stone wall seemed to have been smashed down with a sledgehammer.

Tu Xiaomu walked closer, looked at it, and immediately frowned.

They all knew that Lu Menglin had only realized the strength of Gang not long ago, and the strength in his body was insufficient, and it was impossible to shatter such a large stone wall.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, this kid can't hold his breath and is unwilling to practice with his strength, but uses his own strength to forcibly smash the stone wall.

It was surprising to have such power, but it was not what Tu Xiaomu wanted to see, and this use of brute force seemed to him to be pure venting and waste, meaningless.

"Do you know what the price of disappointment is for this seat?" Tu Xiao said in a gloomy voice.

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