So far, Jiang Hao has been cultivating 'coarse salt grinding' for almost a week.

In this short period of time, although his epidermis has been destroyed countless times, it has also been sublimated, and compared to his previous appearance, his superficial skin is much harder than before.

"Salt is almost all of a good thing for my skin now. ”

Not even the slightest physical damage can be dealt.

"It's time to change to a higher grade of sand salt, I don't know if I, a person with fine skin and tender meat, can bear it. Jiang Hao said to himself in his heart.

It's all a damn martial arts competition, and this is to force him into a real giant.

Soon after, twenty bags of sand salt that he had purchased were delivered to the door.

Seeing this, Jiang Hao's heart was surging and he was eager to try.

However, when he grabbed the first handful of sand salt and grinded it on his arm, he suddenly screamed in pain, and almost didn't cry.

"Digging a groove, it hurts!"

He just tried it gently, and the epidermis on his arm was directly worn off.

The dermis is damaged, and blood is gushing.

"Hey! It's so dangerous that Lao Tzu didn't use coarse salt directly, otherwise it is estimated that even the meat will be ground off several layers. ”

Then, Jiang Hao gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and tried his best to grind the sand and salt in his hand frantically onto the epidermis, grinding the flesh and blood into a blur and blood.

Shocking and extremely bloody.

"Wow~ah!"

In the room, an eerie moan sounded incessantly, echoing for a long time, and it made people goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Damn, that dead pervert downstairs has started again, is it a special look down on single dogs?"

When the surrounding neighbors heard the sound, their faces turned red in an instant, and they were furious.

"Made, I must report this guy, otherwise I will be really upset!"

Especially some female martial arts candidates who lived next door, they were already in the final sprint stage, and under the interference of this weird moan, their mood fluctuations were extremely violent, and their mood was completely disturbed.

There was no way to calm down and cultivate the Qi Blood Basic Cultivation Manual.

"Nima's, call your sister, don't call it!"

A neighbor finally couldn't help it and planned to go to the owner of this strange moaning to theorize, but the moment he knocked on the door, the moaning in the house was even more 'miserable', completely covering the sound of knocking on the door.

The neighbor banged wildly, knocking until his arm was numb, and his fist was bleeding, but he still couldn't knock out the owner of the house.

"Hey, why is this door so hard?!" he scolded in his heart.

"Damn, you shit, don't catch me, otherwise Lao Tzu will use a nine-tooth nail rake every minute to smash your head!"

......

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, dusk fell.

On the distant skyline, the tide of darkness is surging, like a beast of uncontrollable wilderness.

Jiang Hao fell to the ground with sweat all over his body, his face was red, and he was panting.

"Whew!"

The damage on his epidermis has fully recovered.

After a week of tempering, Jiang Hao's skin regeneration and repair ability has been greatly improved, and the healing time has been greatly shortened in the efficacy of retraumatic drugs.

"My skin is a lot harder. ”

At the same time, he found that on the blood map in his head, the little boy who 'grinded his skin' actually emitted a layer of white 'light armor' on his skin.

Well?

Drawings updated?

Jiang Hao clearly remembered that in the original version, the little kid did not have a 'divine light protector'.

In addition to this, a short line of text appeared next to the drawing: Refining the skin layer 1.

"What does this mean, does it represent my current realm?" Seeing this, Jiang Hao was stunned.

But for Mao is a 'layer'?

Looking at it always gives him the illusion that he is weak.

With the curiosity in his heart, Jiang Hao searched on the Internet, but unexpectedly, he searched for 'Refining Skin Realm', but the entries and links found were about 'Refining Body Realm'.

However, he clicked on it anyway, and immediately after, the content whistled out.

"The refinement realm, the first realm of martial arts, at this stage is also called the quasi-martial artist in the cultivation period, and at the same time, in this large realm, it is divided into ten small realms, mainly to exercise the basic physical fitness of the body. ”

"The Qi blood of a normal adult is about five points, this is the starting point of the martial arts for almost everyone, in a sense, it can be called the zero layer of refining the body, and with this as a benchmark, every time the Qi blood is raised, the realm rises by one level. ”

I see.

Jiang Hao suddenly realized in an instant.

In this way, his current Qi health value is at least six points.

"It is said that Qi blood can break ten, and it is rare to be among the middle schools in the Yuan Capital, and it can be ranked as a 'big man', and Wang Teng's guy has Qi blood to break twelve, which is converted to the seventh layer of body refining, which is even more 'rare' in comparison. ”

But having said that, the fifth layer of refining the body can be called a 'big guy' in the Yuan Capital, which is too easy, right?

It's not a challenge at all!

Jiang Hao couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At present, he can improve a small realm by one layer in a week, and at this pace, in a few months, he will be able to 'soar' to the fifth layer of his body refining body, and his Qi blood will break ten, and it will be difficult at all.

"This place in Yuandu is too rubbish, and it can't be compared with the metropolises outside. Jiang Hao muttered to himself.

Although he didn't know how terrible the metropolis outside was.

However, just as he was about to complain about Wang Teng, who was known as the 'son of Yuandu', he suddenly recalled that this realm was only a few martial scum of the seventh layer of refining body, and that day in the martial arts hall, he was able to defeat a real martial artist!

"No wonder it will be called the 'son of Yuandu', it's really not simple. ”

Absolute fiction 'protagonist-level' characters.

However, although he had raised Qi Blood by a point insanely in a week or so, he was not happy at all.

"I was inexplicably selected to participate in the martial arts competition, those are real bosses, if the Qi blood does not break ten, it is estimated that I will not be able to fight at all, and now it happens that there is still about a month to go, which should be enough to last until my Qi blood breaks ten. ”

Jiang Hao thought in his heart.

But there are a few more pressing things right now.

The lecturer sent a message that the selection competition within the school was set for next week, which was also a little buffer time for him.

However, in addition to that, the biggest thing for him was that he didn't know martial arts at all.

I don't even know a little bit of fur.

"It seems that it's time to get a few reliable martial arts to practice, and you also need martial arts that are particularly pretending to be powerful and terrifying. Jiang Hao said secretly in his heart.

Martial arts competition, competition, is the way of martial arts.

Suddenly, Jiang Hao's heart moved.

"I wonder if I can search the Internet for free and genuine basic martial arts?" he thought to himself.