On the stands of "Zhou Ning ......", as the referee announced the result, many spectators who witnessed the battle remembered the name. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Great Tablet Hand" Hu Zhiyuan's mind flashed the picture just now, the round after round of crazy dragon fist attacks, and the pile gong that stood on the wooden stake and 'looked like a floating cloud, not afraid of wind and rain'. I couldn't help but take a deep breath and be silent for a while.

He was just imagining that if he were himself, he would be able to hold Zhou Ning's rounds of "Dragon-shaped Bagua Boxing".

Twenty rounds? Thirty rounds?

Zhou Ning's thirty-two dragon fists that were almost crazy made him feel a deep shock in his heart, and even vaguely produced a trace of fear.

Is this what he's really capable of?

Thinking of this, Hu Zhiyuan nodded silently. Yes, he didn't lose unjustly. Although he is one of the four favorites in the Yangzhou Division, he has no confidence to win when he wants to meet Zhou Ning again.

Lin Zhigao patted Hu Zhiyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go, go back to the martial arts hall, and in seven days it will be the preliminary selection for the Yangzhou Qianlong Competition." Although I admire this kid, he is wrong not to insult me Hongda Martial Arts Hall. If they meet in the ring, I'll make him understand what a real fist is. ”

In Lin Zhigao's eyes, a trace of fierce battle intent shot out irrepressibly.

……

"Finally, I passed the audition of the Yangzhou Qianlong Race."

Zhou Ning let out a long breath, jumped down from the Tianshu pile, stretched out his hand, pulled Ding Xiaofei up in a friendly manner, and said with a smile: "Agreed." ”

Through this hearty game, his understanding of the battle has another layer, it turns out that martial arts is not so simple, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, which is the unbreakable truth in martial arts.

Ding Xiaofei raised his bloody right fist, shook it at him, and said with a wry smile: "Zhou Jun is really a monster, at the beginning of looking at your realm, at most it is only in the middle stage of condensation, Lao Tzu still thinks that you are weaker than me, thinking about how to win you so that you don't lose face, but I didn't think that you are actually strong like this, not to mention, your body is like a floating cloud, not afraid of wind and rain, and your pile skills are faintly stronger than me, and your sense of battle is too terrifying, Lao Tzu has never been beaten like this in his life, but he is still very convinced, Come on, bump a fist and ...... first"

"Brother Ding has won the award." Zhou Ning smiled, also stretched out his bloody right fist, and lightly touched his fist. There was a hint of contemplation in his eyes.

In the battle with Ding Xiaofei just now, when the battle was at the end, he vaguely felt a mysterious force supporting his battle, especially the punch that broke the Tianji and Tianquan two piles, if it wasn't an illusion, the pale golden light on the fist, this seemed to be the internal force generated by the Quanzhen True Heart Method?

Zhou Ning asked the custodian for his personal belongings and warm jacket, draped them on his body, walked to the lounge, and made an agreement with the little fat man, and after the game, they would meet there.

Just as he was passing through the safe passage, a clear voice suddenly came from the stands above him.

"Zhou Ning!"

Zhou Ning raised her head, and at a glance saw Zhang Yi in a white dress and white skirt, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she gestured at Zhou Ning with a small fist, and said:

"Tai Chi Martial Arts Hall, right, I'll come to the door in a few days to ask for advice."

Sure enough, being targeted by this martial arts idiot girl, Zhou Ning rolled her eyes speechlessly, and returned her with a smile on her lips: "Hehe!" ”

Looking at Zhou Ning, the smile on the corner of Zhang Yi's mouth deepened. This guy is really funny.

Not bothering to pay attention to this martial idiot girl, Zhou Ning walked through the safe passage and stepped into the lounge, and a fat figure suddenly shot in.

"Cousin, ahhhh Zhou Qin hugged Zhou Ning's thigh and howled, "Little brother, I'm really miserable." ”

Zhou Ning raised his eyes and almost stopped laughing, only to see that Zhou Qin's already bruised face was even more bruised, as if he had been stepped on by a wild boar on his face.

"You...... What happened to you? Zhou Ning couldn't help but smile and asked.

Seeing Zhou Ning's smile, the little fat man was even more aggrieved, and cried: "My opponent in this round is an XC Tantric disciple, who is good at big mudras, and you also know that with my talent and martial arts, it is not difficult to deal with this kind of hard skills, but this guy uses big mudras, and if he doesn't hit other places, he hits him in the face, and the result is ...... That's how I was beaten. ”

Zhou Ning almost didn't laugh out loud, he didn't need to look to know that this little fat man loves beauty too much, and with the experience of the past, he must have been firmly protecting his face between fights. Based on experience alone, the opponent thought that his face was the door of this little fat man, so he naturally wanted to jerk at it.

What a painful realization of being slapped in the face by the tantric mudra, no wonder the little fat man has become this virtue.

Wen Sheng comforted the little fat man a few words, and Zhou Ning led Zhou Qin, who had a sad face, back to the martial arts hall.

After he returned to the martial arts hall, the medicinal materials he had purchased in the pharmacy had arrived.

According to the recipe left by his predecessor's father, Zhou Ning was going to refine a medicinal liquid that could assist in cultivation, and using this medicinal liquid to quench his body could speed up his cultivation.

Zhou Ning sat cross-legged on the ground, picking at the purchased medicinal materials with a painful face.

In this world, martial arts are thriving, and no matter which one of these medicinal materials is invigorating, it is sky-high.

According to the formula, the older the herbs, the better the effect, although these herbs are very young and have very low medicinal power, but they are better than nothing.

Lifting the lid, Zhou Ning held his breath and began refining the medicine.

He carefully threw the medicinal herbs into the alchemy furnace he had prepared one by one. Four taels of ginseng, seven coins of atractylodes, three coins of rehmannia root, two taels of magnolia bark, five coins of eucommia, and one tael of broken paper......

As the flame gradually increased, all kinds of medicinal herbs gradually melted, and the blazing temperature continued to calcine the bottom of the furnace.

After a while, Zhou Ning glanced at the time, exactly fifteen minutes, hurriedly extinguished the fire, and opened the lid. When he landed, a strong medicinal fragrance came from the stove.

"It's done!"

Zhou Ning clenched his fists in high spirits, and the liquid medicine was amber and had a strange fragrance, exactly the same as what was recorded in the book.

According to the method in the formula, Zhou Ning poured the liquid medicine into the medicine barrel, filled the barrel with hot water, hurriedly stripped naked, and got into the medicine barrel.

"Whew, it's hot!"

Zhou Ning didn't dare to slack off, closed his eyes, and began to vomit along the route of the Quanxin True Heart Method.

"The avenue is first cultivated through the nine orifices, the nine orifices were originally in the tail Lu acupoint, first rushed from the sole of the feet of the spring, the spring rushed through the knee gradually, the knee slowly passed to the tail lu, and the mud pill was on the top of the whirlwind ......"

As the breath deepened, Zhou Ning felt a heat that was even greater than his usual cultivation gradually pouring into his body from the outside, rising upwards from the tail acupoint.

The amber liquid gradually emitted a faint airflow, which followed Zhou Ning's breath and was gradually absorbed into his body.

One week, two weeks, three weeks......

Zhou Ning felt that the breath in his body was becoming more and more full, and in his body, the bottleneck in the early stage of condensation seemed to be a little loose, so he hurriedly concentrated his mind and condensed his qi, and silently recited "Thinking is forgetful, body weakness is luck, heart death is alive, and yang is yin and yin." The four mantras maintained the best cultivation state, and continued to absorb the energy in the medicinal liquid.

Twelve little weeks later, Zhou Ning's eyes condensed, and he let out a long breath, and the bottleneck in the middle stage of condensation had suddenly penetrated.

Standing up from the medicine barrel and feeling the incomparably full breath in his body, Zhou Ning couldn't help but mutter: "At this rate, I'm afraid that in two months, I will be able to enter the Dan Qi realm......