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Leng Feng rode to a stop at the foot of the mountain.

Beimang Mountain, as in the past, the mountains are reckless, continuous, revealing a sense of majestic atmosphere, like a natural shield, guarding Tiandu City.

Leng Feng walked on Beimang Mountain alone, he was already very familiar with Beimang Mountain, and walked all the way to a clearing in Beimang Mountain, surrounded by ancient trees, green grass, and a fresh smell of grass and trees in the air.

"Multiple forces, one heavy force and then a second force, superimposed together, breaking through the limit of power... But how does this second force come out -- control the muscles of the arm?"

Leng Feng was muttering to himself, no one could give him an accurate answer to this question, everything could only rely on him to figure it out, which would be difficult.

"Let's get started, since there's such a path, I'm going to try... There must be a reason for him to put forward such an idea..."

Leng Feng took off the shirt he was wearing as he spoke, revealing his body with well-defined muscular lines, his wheat-colored skin looked sunny and healthy, and the well-defined muscles showed a sense of masculinity, he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and exposed the green tendons on his arms, like a dragon.

Rumble...

Leng Feng charged a fist and blasted forward, slamming into a big tree in front of him, and a thud erupted.

Under the punch, the trunk of the big tree shook slightly.

"This is just one force, if you want to stimulate the second force, what can you do? Control your own muscles? The human body force is formed by muscle contraction, is it possible to control the frequency of muscle contraction and vibration to generate a second force?"

Leng Feng fell into deep thought, thinking about how to stimulate his second gravity path.

This is destined to be an extremely difficult road, the so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, Leng Feng wants to break through his own limits and find a way to enhance his own strength, how difficult it is.

However, Leng Feng is a person who never gives up, he has firm beliefs, and he has resolute self-confidence, and he will never give up when he recognizes this.

Leng Feng kept punching, his punching speed was fast or slow, and the frequency of punching was also very different, he was sensing carefully, sensing the change in power when each punch came out, he began to control the muscles in his arm, feeling the change in strength between muscle relaxation, and then slowly looking for the feeling of controlling the frequency of muscle contraction.

At the end of the practice, a thought flashed through Leng Feng's mind...... The first gravity is the force released after the arm muscles contract, so can the muscles in the arm be controlled to contract the second time and then release the force?

At the end of the day, it's still a matter of controlling the frequency of muscle contractions, and as long as you can do that, it's no longer an unattainable dream to burst out with multiple forces.

Thinking of this, Leng Feng was extremely excited, at least he had already begun to sort out his mind and find a clear goal.

After sorting out this clue, the next thing Leng Feng has to do is to re-temper his muscles, which will be an arduous and cruel process. It is only because every muscle tempering will bring unbearable pain, and only by enduring the past can you temper your muscles to the desired effect.

"As long as you temper your muscles to the level of relaxation and contraction freely, it is not a problem to burst out with multiple forces at all......

Leng Feng muttered to himself, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart.

At this moment, he was sweating profusely, and he had just been exhausted by practicing again and again, but he was very excited, because he had already begun to find some ways to 'multiple strengths'.

Leng Feng stopped his training, he looked around, and saw that the sky around him was shrouded in a layer of blood-colored golden glow by the remnant sun that was about to set in the west, and it was actually noon.

Leng Feng's face was stunned, time passed quietly during his practice again and again, and by the time he came back to his senses, it was already close to noon.

Leng Feng didn't continue practicing, forgetting to bring a bottle of water, his throat was full of thirst, and he walked down the mountain and galloped away.

Just now he looked at his phone and saw a text message from Wu Xiang and others, saying that there was a situation over there, so he wanted to go over and take a look.

Leng Feng drove all the way at high speed, and came to Wudao Street in half an hour.

He drove into the martial arts street, and at a glance he could see that some changes had taken place here, and the martial arts hall that originally belonged to the martial arts family was now full of people standing inside and out...... Worker...

Not only that, but the two small martial arts halls adjacent to the Wu Clan's martial arts hall are also standing with many workers.

These workers are actually demolishing the façade of these martial arts halls, and the plaques of both the martial arts hall and the other two small martial arts halls have long been taken off, presumably by the people from the martial arts family and the other two small martial arts halls who came to take them away. Whether it was the Martial Arts Clan Martial Arts Pavilion or the other two small martial arts halls, none of the martial artists and disciples could be seen, which made Leng Feng feel extremely surprised.

What's going on?

Could it be that the martial arts hall is going to withdraw from the martial arts street? So this martial arts hall is going to change hands and become another martial arts hall?

Which one will take over?

"Brother Leng..."

Wu Xiang's voice sounded, and Wu Xiang walked over with Li Mo and others in front.

"Shoko, you said in your text message that there is a situation on this side of Wudao Street, is this the situation?" Leng Feng asked.

Wu Xiang nodded, and he said: "The martial arts hall and the other two small martial arts halls are about to withdraw from the martial arts street, and the other two small martial arts halls are actually the last martial arts families attached to the martial arts. ”

Leng Feng nodded, he didn't care about the question of whether the martial arts hall would withdraw from the martial arts street, what he was concerned about was the question of who would take over, and then he asked, "Can you inquire which martial arts hall took over the martial arts hall?"

Li Mo and the others shook their heads after hearing this, and Li Mo said: "We asked these workers, and they don't know the situation either. Anyway, they've been working on it since the morning. And there are a lot of workers in the construction, and it looks like they have to complete the renovation in one day. ”

"Maybe they're just going to finish the renovation in one day..."The gaze in Leng Feng's eyes sank, and he said.

"It's weird. We asked many people on the martial arts street, but we didn't hear any news, and the rest of the major martial arts families were confused, and they didn't know who was going to take over the martial arts hall. Chen Qiming said.

"Could it be that someone from outside the city came over to take over the Wu Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion?" Wu Xiang said.

"Out of town?"

Leng Feng frowned, he vaguely remembered something.

Rumble...

At this time, the sound of a car sounded, and in front of Wudao Street, there was a train slowly coming, starting with a Bentley Mulsanne, followed by five BMWs, which looked extremely luxurious.

The Bentley car stopped in front of the original Wu Clan Martial Arts Hall, the door opened, and the heroic and tall man who got out of the car, seeing this person Leng Feng's face suddenly sank slightly, he saw this person last night, it was Li Fengyun, the boss of the Blood Society.