"Lin Shaoxia, you..."

Wuji looked constipated, and reluctantly withdrew his hands and looked at Lin Xiuyuan, who was twisted into a twist in front of him.

"Ahem, ahem, accident, it was all an accident just now. ”

Lin Xiuyuan smiled awkwardly, moved his steps, and stood more standard.

A fully strengthened body has no reason for lack of flexibility, and it is not a partial genius, with full marks for hard work and negative flexibility.

Looking at his incomparably distorted hands and feet, Lin Xiuyuan straightened his head and controlled his afterglow.

Even if you don't feel the slightest pain in your body, your flexibility is enough to withstand this level of training. However, who can not be afraid of seeing their hands and feet twisted into twists?

There's a toothpick stuck in the big fingernail cap, and you kick hard against the wall. ’

This kind of scene makes me feel cold sweat even if I think about it in my head, let alone witness it with my own eyes and be there.

Therefore, screaming is just a physical stress reaction in Lin Xiuyuan's view.

No shame, no shame.

Suppress the flush that may exist on your face, maintain your "superior demeanor", and leave the embarrassment behind you.

Following the movement trajectory of his memory, Lin Xiuyuan's stiff body slowly softened and moved.

Legs, hands, waist, hips...

As he was doing, Lin Xiuyuan gradually discovered that the pile skills that seemed to go against the structure of the human body were actually composed of various basic movements.

It's just gone through a billion little changes.

It's the same as high numbers, isn't it just a few integrals, and the symbols are constantly changing and combining.

Thanks to Lin Xiuyuan's own perverted physique, he did these twelve movements from beginning to end in a standard manner, and then came back in a cycle from end to end.

Unconsciously, a faint trace of heat gushed out from the hundreds of limbs and bones, flowing wantonly throughout Lin Xiuyuan's body.

'It works so quickly?'

Lin Xiuyuan closed his eyes, and with the sound of long breathing, he began to feel the changes inside his body. Try to control the swaying heat.

This is true qi, what a wonderful feeling. ’

After a few moments, he opened his eyes in disappointment and continued to practice pile gong.

Obviously, the heat flow in his body was not true qi, and it might not even be real. It should just be a phenomenon of practice.

At least when they faced Lin Xiuyuan's control, they ignored him and still went their own way.

The night is getting deeper.

Finally, Wuji, who was standing on the side, stopped Lin Xiuyuan with a look of surprise.

"Lin Shaoxia, don't you feel tired?"

"No, I feel like I can practice for another hour. ”

Wuji's lips moved, after all, he didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, he thought about Lin Xiuyuan's performance of climbing the rock wall, and tried to convince himself.

'Lin Shaoxia is not an ordinary person, Lin Shaoxia is not an ordinary person...'

Mowgli came along and pointed to the moon and stars above his head.

"Lin Shaoxia, it's not too early, and the practice is also a degree of relaxation. ”

"Well, you're right, so be it for today. ”

Lin Xiuyuan nodded with a look of uncertainty, and took the lead in turning around and walking towards the door. It's just a little hasty footsteps, no matter how you look at it, there is a kind of impatience.

'It's finally over, but I'm exhausted. ’

Even if the positive feedback is very timely, the operation without shortcuts is very boring. ’

Near-infinite physical strength does not mean that energy is also unlimited.

After concentrating on practicing pile skills for more than three hours, this boring life made Lin Xiuyuan seem to have returned to the third year of high school three years ago.

It was a painful memory.

.....

After 3 months.

In the courtyard outside the house, flying sand and stones, the two figures are intertwined and separated from each other, pulling out the afterimage of the road.

Stretching his arms and turning his wrists, a slender branch appeared in the void, stabbing at Lin Xiuyuan's ribs.

The dragonfly touched the water, Lin Xiuyuan stepped lightly, and his rapidly advancing body turned abruptly, and his Taoist robe fluttered, avoiding Wuji's spur in a dashing manner.

With the help of the cover of the wide sleeved robe, the branch in his hand was handed forward, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

Wuji is like a long eye behind him, and he doesn't look at the branches that are close at hand, and with a quick catch, the stabbing branches disappear in an instant, and the blink of an eye, out of nothing, blocked Lin Xiuyuan and his back heart, and the forked branches were slightly ingenious, provoking Lin Xiuyuan's attack.

The left hand became a palm, preemptively, and went straight to Lin Xiuyuan's head, the palm of the palm was slightly strong, and there was no mercy.

'Good to come'

Lin Xiuyuan's eyes lit up, and he was happy in his heart.

Ten days after coming to Zhangjia Village, Wuji's injuries have basically recovered, and since then, the two have begun to practice.

Lin Xiuyuan was also tortured by Wuji because of this.

It's not that I'm being completely suppressed, but it's a sense of grievance that I can't do anything.

Strength, hardness, stamina. These three kinds of Mowgli are all inferior to themselves, even if they have the assistance of true qi, Lin Xiuyuan also has absolute suppression in this regard.

But the problem is, you can't use the force!

It may be that the damage caused by Wuji's ten attacks to Lin Xiuyuan is not as good as the damage caused by Lin Xiuyuan's one attack to Wuji.

However, Wuji can easily beat him ten times, a hundred times, but unless Wuji loses his mind and instantly becomes cerebral palsy, Lin Xiuyuan can't even touch a single hair of the other party.

'It's not fair! I have the ability to have a one-on-one duel with a fist to the flesh!'

Lin Xiuyuan, who was roaring in his heart, practiced more and more hard, he wanted to master his strength as soon as possible, at least he couldn't compete in a game, the damage he caused was only a piece of gravel.

The screen turns back to the test site.

Looking at Wuji's stunned palm, Lin Xiuyuan almost laughed.

'Could it be that my poisoned milk has succeeded? Wuji has really lost his mind?'

The opportunity to get back to the field was in front of him, Lin Xiuyuan didn't think about it, and he also threw out a palm, unpretentious.

'Forgive you for not having any intrigues, and even if there is, it is useless under my unrivaled power. ’

In the past few days, Wuji has dodged everywhere in the face of his huge strength, and never fought him head-on.

This situation misled Lin Xiuyuan and made him think that he was invincible in a head-on fight.

It's a pity that he was wrong, if the opponent didn't understand him, he was indeed invincible, but unfortunately in the past few days, Wuji knew Lin Xiuyuan's kung fu well.

But in the blink of an eye.

The palms of the two hands collided in the air, and there was no explosion of air, and there was no raging shockwave.

"Smack"

It's like two ordinary people high-fives, and the palms that meet make a crisp sound and then break away from each other, there is nothing unusual.

The soil under Wuji's feet cracked slightly, he flew backwards, jumped a small step, regained his footing, and looked at Lin Xiuyuan, who was solidified in front of him, with a smile, and was withdrawn by the right hand behind him.

After practicing with him for so long, Wuji taught Lin Xiuyuan another lesson today.

Don't be overly superstitious about your own power, especially if the gap between the two sides is not too great.

Otherwise, it will suffer a big loss.

Lin Xiuyuan stood in place, unable to take a single step.

He feels very bad now, and the strength coming out of the other party's palm is very strange.

It was like a huge wave falling into the abyss, without splashing the slightest splash.

Lin Xiuyuan's heavy palm power seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit and was swallowed up by Wuji.

This made the palm he used with all his strength seem to hit the cotton, and the backlash when the force falls into the empty space is very uncomfortable.

After a long time, Lin Xiuyuan finally adjusted his internal breath, re-opened his posture, and stared at Wuji not far away.

'This guy is too shady, I'll have to be careful. ’

The inhuman physical fitness made him still not receive substantial damage just now, but the suffocation feeling of chest tightness was not comfortable at all.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't want to come again.

If you divide for a long time, you must be together for a long time.

The two who had just separated looked at each other for a moment, and then became entangled again.

The body technique, palm technique, and swordsmanship are all displayed, like a shocking dance.

The strange thing is that after half a cup of tea, the fragile ground of the courtyard is still intact, except for the slightly rippling dust, there is not a trace of the two of them.