"Eight Extremes Collapse: Xuan-level advanced fighting skills, melee attack fighting skills, known for their strong attack power, refining to the fullest, the attack implies eightfold strength, eightfold superposition, and the power is comparable to the low-level fighting skills of the ground level!"

His head slowly sobered up, and he savored the rough information in the information, and after a while, Xiao Yan took a breath of cool air gently, and his attack power was comparable to a low-level fighting skill of the ground level?

On the Dou Qi Continent, regardless of the exercises and fighting skills, the gap between the Xuan Rank and the Ground Rank, is like a world of difference, not the same, and now this is only the Eight Extremes of the Xuan Rank Advanced Collapse is actually claimed to be above the attack power, which can be compared to the Upper Ground Rank Fighting Skills, how can this not shock Xiao Yan.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Xiao Yan's eyes were a little straight, if he really learned this fighting skill, I am afraid that he would be able to beat the arrogant Xiao Ning all over the ground with his four-stage fighting spirit.

"Don't be shocked, although the requirements for fighting qi are not too high, but it has great requirements for the strength of the body, this is a hand-to-hand combat skill, look at your thin arms and legs, if you use it forcibly, I am afraid that the first to break is your muscles, not the opponent." Yao Lao's faint words were like a basin of cold water, which completely eliminated Xiao Yan's excitement.

"How can I increase my physical strength?" After a slight silence, Xiao Yan asked eagerly.

"Fighting Qi is the best energy to exercise the body, as the Fighting Qi gets stronger and stronger, the flesh will also become stronger, of course, if you want to be faster, then you need some external stimulation." Yao Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be some ill-will in the old eyes.

"What foreign stimulus?" Looking at the smiling Yao Lao, Xiao Yan suddenly felt a little chilled.

"Beaten! The harder you get, the better! Yao Lao laughed in a dark voice, and Xiao Yan's little face stiffened.

In the early morning, a thin pale white mist shrouded the top of the back mountain, and for a long time, the breeze blew, suddenly bringing a muffled sound of physical contact.

In a hidden grove on the top of the back mountain, Xiao Yan's feet were stuck in the dirt like a stump, his toes were tightly clasped to the ground, his teeth were clenched, and on his forehead, cold sweat was running rampantly.

Behind Xiao Yan, Yao Lao, who had turned into a soul state, was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, and at this time, he was looking at Xiao Yan who was gritting his teeth and insisting with a solemn face, and waved his palm lightly.

With the wave of Yao Lao's palm, the air fluctuated slightly, and a pale red fighting spirit shot out from Yao Lao's palm, and finally smashed heavily on Xiao Yan's shoulder like a whip, leaving a long cyan bruise.

The corners of his mouth trembled violently, and he took a breath of cold air between his teeth, Xiao Yan only felt that his shoulders seemed to be numb suddenly, and bursts of hot pain went straight into his heart.

After the severe pain, it is the meager fighting qi in the body, which seems to be more energetic than usual under the stimulation of pain, and flows happily through the veins and acupuncture points at the shoulder, a trace of warmth, slowly penetrates into the skeletal muscles, and quietly strengthens it.

"Come again!" When the pain in his shoulder gradually faded, Xiao Yan's immature little face was full of persistence and stubbornness, gritting his teeth.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who gritted his teeth and insisted on striking, Yao Lao's dry old face squeezed out a smile of relief, nodded slightly, and in the palm of his hand, the pale red fighting spirit soared out again.

"Bang, bang, bang..."In the small woods, there were a few oozing muffled sounds and a low hum slightly mixed with painful sounds, one after another.

Yao Lao's attack is extremely measured, and each attack just reaches the critical point that Xiao Yan's body can withstand now, so that it will not seriously hurt Xiao Yan, but also bring him real pain.

The kind of heart-piercing pain that the fighting qi hit on his body made Xiao Yan's little face almost twisted in pain. On the body, with the wave of Yao Lao's palm, there were more and more bruises.

"Bang!" Another fighting spirit shot out, and Xiao Yan, who was like a stake, finally reached the limit of what he could bear, his legs were weak, and he collapsed without strength.

After wheezing violently for a long time, Xiao Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, raised his head, and said with a difficult smile: "Teacher, how is it?" ”

"Very good, I received eighty-four lashes today, which is much stronger than the nine times a month and a half ago." Yao Lao nodded with a smile on his face, and there was an imperceptible exclamation in his old eyes, in the past month and a half, Xiao Yan's toughness was beyond his expectations, just like today, he originally thought that seventy times of fighting spirit whipping was already Xiao Yan's limit, but the latter persevered until the eighty-fourth time, which really made him have to sigh at the patience of this little guy.

Listening to Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan breathed a heavy sigh of relief, sat on the mud ground and rested for a while, and after his body regained consciousness, he slowly got up, took off his clothes from the stones on the side, and put them on.

When dressing, the cool fabric touched the bruises, and naturally Xiao Yan grinned in pain.

The transparent body twisted, and the medicine aging flashed into the black ring as light, leaving a word of concern that had been said many times: "Hurry back and use the foundation building spirit liquid to soak your body, otherwise the remaining blood in your body will seriously hurt you!" ”

Nodding clearly, Xiao Yan, who was dressed and trousers, walked down the back mountain slowly.

Back in the hut, Xiao Yan, who couldn't bear the pain for a long time, quickly closed the doors and windows, then took off his clothes again, and jumped into the wooden basin with cyan water with his hands and feet.

The cold green water stained the skin full of bruises, Xiao Yan suddenly took a few deep breaths of cool air comfortably, and the fluttering feeling made him slowly close his eyes as if he was enjoying it, and lay straight in the wooden basin, without moving.

Xiao Yan leaned softly on the edge of the wooden basin, his rapid breathing gradually stabilized, and in the end, a low snoring sound came out vaguely from his nose, after experiencing a painful torture, Xiao Yan finally couldn't bear the double exhaustion of spirit and body, and fell asleep deeply.

During Xiao Yan's sleep, the cyan water swayed slightly, and a faint trace of gentle energy quietly drilled into the body along the slightly open pores of Xiao Yan's body, washing away the somewhat hideous bruises, and at the same time, constantly adding vitality and strengthening to the body that had reached the limit. (To be continued.) )