Chapter 107: This Flying Feeling

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Lin Jiahao made an appointment with his female ticket to go to self-study together.

Li Wenbin and Lin Bo went to the library to check the materials.

Shi Feng hurriedly ran to No. 99 Tanghuang Street.

Ever since he knew that this was a legendary cultivation treasure land, he had been full of enthusiasm for No. 99 Tanghuang Street.

On the way, I also bought a KFC family bucket, which is considered a reward for Xiaoshan.

Shi Feng took the cross key that Shi Xiaofeng gave him, and walked to the unfinished building that was inaccessible:

"Open it, the gateway to another world. ”

With the moment the key was inserted into the door, a strange absorbing force was transmitted from the tattered iron door.

Shi Feng only felt dizzy for a while, and his whole person seemed to be inhaled into another time and space.

By the time he reacted, the original dilapidated iron door had turned into a special security door.

With a slight twist, the door clicked and opened.

Shi Feng opened the door, only to see that Xiaoshan was already standing in front of the door, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the family bucket that Shi Feng was holding in his hand, his eyes became thieves.

"Brother Omine!"

Xiao Shan screamed sweetly, but his eyes were fixed on the whole family bucket in Shi Feng's hand.

Shi Feng handed the family bucket to Xiaoshan and asked casually, "Where is your brother?"

"He's on the second floor!"

Xiaoshan bit heavily, and his mouth was slurred.

Looking at her impatient appearance, Shi Feng couldn't help but feel distressed: Look at this child's hunger!

"Then you eat slowly first, and I'll practice the boxing first. ”

Xiaoshan nodded repeatedly, and while eating, he opened Shi Feng with an expression of 'please start your performance'.

Shi Feng walked to the venue and posed in a preparatory pose.

He practiced Bamen Boxing yesterday, but today he is ready to change to another set of boxing techniques.

Gossip, go!

At noon, Shi Feng took advantage of the break to elevate the gossip to Dacheng.

At this moment, his whole body was like a humanoid Dan, standing on the space, giving people a heavy feeling of immobility like a mountain.

But......

I don't know what's going on, but Shi Feng doesn't have the feeling of attracting the power of heaven and earth like yesterday.

There is only a feeling of 'form without god'.

With doubts, Shi Feng ran the Baguazhang, his body was like a swimming dragon, and with the ups and downs of his back, his internal qi followed the changes around his body.

The whole person was like a bomb, and the strange concussive power spread throughout the body, and the surface of the body seemed to be shrouded in a strange force field.

With the palm of the hand, the power in the body is like twisting into a hemp rope, and the palm is slapped out, all of which contain the power of bursting and concussion, and the power penetrates the space.

This is not due to the blessing of aura, but the strength that bursts out with his own internal strength.

After a set, I only felt that my muscles were numb for a while, my qi and blood were condensed, and my lower abdomen was grunting, and my qi and blood were condensed a lot.

Shi Feng could feel that his qi and blood had improved a lot, but the effect was not as good as the Eight Sect Fists he had cultivated last night......

"Is it ......?"

Shi Feng's heart moved, "Is it because there is no reason for the mental method?"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Xiaoshan held a chicken leg in his mouth, and his oil-stained little hand patted it vigorously, "Brother Dafeng, you are so good-looking!"

Compared with yesterday's straightforward Bamen Boxing, today's gossip is indeed much better.

Shi Feng sighed and turned to the Eight Door Fist.

Really!

As he activated the Eight Fist Method, he suddenly felt a stream of aura burning around him in all directions.

Under the guidance of the mental method, the aura gradually condensed around his body, and under the spiritual resonance of his own, it evolved into a strange spiritual power, suppressed on his body, and a sense of heaviness surged into his heart.

Shi Feng only felt that an invisible chain started from his lower abdomen, linked to Ren Du, and spread to the head, hands, and feet.

He exhaled and threw a punch, and the aura wrapped in the palm of his hand, condensed into spiritual power, and wrapped between his arms.

Boxing in the sky, a sound like a twilight drum and morning bell, echoing in the space.

Shi Feng unleashed his Eight Gate Fists, and one after another deafening sounds, such as landslides, such as tsunamis, such as violent winds, and like extreme thunder, shook through this space.

If the previous boxing method was only embodied in the god-likeness, now it is really reaching the level of both form and god.

With the blessing of spiritual power, the power of Shi Feng's fist technique increased several times, and between every move and style, it could burst out with terrifying power like heavenly might.

At the same time as the power is rapidly increasing, the tempering effect of the physique can also be described as a thousand miles a day.

But this kind of loss is also unimaginable......

After a set of punches, Shi Feng's face turned crimson, his breath was as hot as a dog, his sweat fell on the grass dripping, and the boiling qi and blood in his body were like a flame, burning his body and viscera frantically, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable.

Maybe it's because of the reason that the gossip has been elevated to Dacheng, so that today's refining effect has become much more terrifying than yesterday.

Tired, weak, uncomfortable, aching, wanting to throw up......

All kinds of perceptions came to his heart, and after practicing this set of boxing techniques, not only his body was a little unbearable, but even his spirit was a little unbearable.

The consumption is simply too much.

In addition, at noon, the qi and blood are consumed, the gossip is improved, and the body is still in a state of 'weakness'.

After a lot of exercise, it's just worse.

Xiaoshan, who was watching his performance from the side, was a little worried: "Brother Dafeng, are you okay?"

Shi Feng couldn't say anything, shook his head reluctantly, sat cross-legged on the grass, and activated the Ice Heart Technique.

When the Dacheng-level mental method is operating, the spiritual power at the end of the twisting of the wire suddenly has a strange resonance with the surrounding body, and begins to stimulate its own potential.

The originally burning qi and blood suddenly became warm, wrapped in the body and mind, and there was no such burning feeling, but a warm and safe feeling like a roasting fire in the cold winter.

The body gradually recovered, conforming to its own breathing and exhalation, and the body contracted and expanded, trying its best to swallow and transform the condensed qi and blood......

In this way, an hour passed, and the original feeling of malaise and weakness was swept away, and the whole body was full of strength, and there was a feeling of refreshment.

After this cultivation, not only did the qi and blood recover a lot, but the physical strength also had a lot of improvement.

As Shi Xiaofeng said, his casual cultivation here is equivalent to ten days and a half months of penance in the outside world......

Of course.

While the rapid improvement is also brought about great loss.

Shi Feng opened his eyes, and Shi Xiaofeng and the two stood in front of him.

Shi Feng only felt hungry, and he didn't have time to say hello anymore, so he reached into his pocket and took out a piece of Bigu Dan wrapped in tin foil, and put it in his mouth, the silky and mellow feeling spread from his mouth to his internal organs, and gradually spread to his whole body......

It's a flying feeling!