In the gravity training room, Yaoyang sweated like rain.

2x gravity! In the special network, this gravity room has been turned on to the maximum power, but Yaoyang's figure has not been affected in the slightest. His steps were still strange and fast, his figure swaying like a fly, stirring up gusts of wind.

This is the 100% completion of the Ling Bo microstep, even under the high pressure of 2 times the gravity, it can still maintain extremely high speed and complex changes, which is worthy of the advanced body of the Xuan Rank.

Ling Bo walked seven hundred and forty-nine times in micro steps, Yao Yang slowly stopped, his posture changed, his feet formed an oblique figure, and he took on the posture of picking stars and changing buckets in the fourth potential of the Yi Jin Sutra.

With the assistance of the gravity room, the progress of the Yi Jin Jing is very obvious, which not only greatly relieves the high load of gravity on the body, but also makes Yaoyang's mental strength stronger. The more he practiced the Yi Jin Sutra, the more Yao Yang was able to deeply feel the changes in every cell of his body, this kind of inner vision has surpassed that of ordinary warriors, and it is definitely a mutation across the realm.

In fact, Yaoyang's six senses at this moment already possessed extremely high sensitivity, which was completely impossible for ordinary cultivation to achieve. Even himself, even the creator of the Yi Jin Jing and the inventor of the gravity chamber probably could not have imagined that the combination of the two would have such a wonderful effect.

The Yi Jin Sutra transforms the body, and the Washing the Marrow Sutra washes the meridians, and every time Yao Yang cultivates these two non-graded exercises for dozens of weeks, there is always a sense of pleasure that the body is as light as a swallow and reborn.

With the assistance of these two exercises, whether it is the Northern Shengong or Luohan Boxing, or even the shadow-like legs, they have made great progress. is the only one who has Za A Hangong, not only can he not see the state of the half in the surname column of the brain domain network, but even Yaoyang can't feel its existence. Only occasionally in battle or cultivation, it will suddenly appear like a meteor flying out of the sky, helping Yaoyang break through the difficulties, and then disappear again, leaving no trace.

Yaoyang really can't grasp the trick of Zaa Hangong working, so he can only let it exist so naughtily. Fortunately, there is such a guy who will come out to help at some point, which makes Yaoyang's cultivation very interesting.

Under such hard cultivation, Yaoyang's internal strength is constantly increasing.

The Yijin meridian transforms the meridians more firmly, and it is also expanding the dantian aperture little by little, and the value has reached 1.6. The marrow washing meridian cleans the meridians little by little, making the channels through which the internal force flows more smoothly. The Northern Shengong is constantly enhancing the internal force.

Yao Yang could feel that the internal force had increased to a critical point, which had reached a critical moment in the cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill.

The true qi of the Northern Darkness, the foundation of the attack and defense of the Northern Spiritual Skill, when attacking, the true qi is infused into the hands, feet and limbs, and the enemy can be killed with one punch, and when defending, the true qi can form a close copper wall and iron wall, and the cultivation to the extreme can even be invulnerable.

Although these are all described in the book, Yaoyang is convinced. The most important thing in his next cultivation was to condense the true qi of the Northern Darkness. If you can succeed, your strength will definitely be greatly improved.

True Qi is actually a kind of air flow that can be released by compressing internal forces, and according to Zhang Sanfeng's Oriental martial arts theory, this is a special existence formed by using air pressure and force differences. Almost all internal skills can be cultivated to a certain extent, and true qi can be condensed.

The strength of the true qi is related to two factors, one of which is naturally the strength of the internal force, the stronger the internal force, the more powerful the condensed true qi. Another point is the compression ratio of the internal force, the higher the compression ratio, the more condensed the true qi, and the greater the power.

Among these two factors, the internal force needs to be constantly tempered and improved, and there is no shortcut. The compression ratio requires skill, and it just so happens that there is an extremely clever compression technique in the Northern Shengong.

Yaoyang sat in the gravity room, feeling the invisible pressure surging around him. He found that this external gravity bonus also had an auxiliary effect on the compression of True Qi, and it was conservatively estimated that under the gravity chamber, the success rate of compression would be one-third higher, and the compression ratio would obviously increase.

After reviewing the compression technique in his mind, Yaoyang started.

The internal force traveled through the meridians and returned to the dantian, but it did not stop, but under Yaoyang's control, it slowly formed a clockwise flowing whirlpool.

The key to compression lies in speed, Yaoyang controls the internal force to flow from slow to fast, and gradually forms a vortex full of centrifugal force inside the dantian. According to the compression technique of the Northern Darkness True Qi, when the speed of the vortex reaches the critical value of collapse, it is the best time for compression.

Yaoyang was so engrossed in maintaining the whirlpool that he seemed to have completely lost his sense of his body, and all his consciousness was focused on the whirlpool. He is like a boat floating on the waves of the sea, completely floating and sinking with the waves, drifting with the waves.

The waves became more and more ferocious, and the rotation became faster and faster, Yaoyang only felt that he was thrown into the sky for a while, and then swallowed to the bottom of the sea. However, the speed of the spin is getting faster and faster, and the boat seems to be in danger of being thrown out at any moment.

The more dangerous it is, the more concentrated Yaoyang's spirit is. And the more chaotic and complicated the situation, the more stable he is. This is all the calmness brought to him by the dagger for many years, so that he can deal with changes without being surprised, and the mountain will collapse in front of him without changing color.

"It's now!" Seeing that the speed of the whirlpool was getting faster and faster, and the internal force seemed to have a tendency to disintegrate, Yaoyang's consciousness suddenly jumped hard, leaping into the center of the whirlpool that almost formed a vacuum.

"Huh!" All the internal forces were like broken iron filings adsorbed by magnets, and at the moment when the vortex collapsed, it frantically poured into the center of the vacuum, and instantly condensed into an oval-shaped ball of true qi.

"This is the true qi of the Northern Darkness!" Yaoyang couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Walking out of the gravity room, Yaoyang went to the special network trial hall and found a device to test the attack power. Concentrate the true qi of the Northern Darkness on his fists, and a plan of "Arhat Fuhu" blasted out violently. The moment he punched, Yaoyang actually had a weird feeling that his fist was tearing through the air!

"Bang!" The punching bag was beaten and trembled violently.

“425！” A number that is enough to make Yaoyang proud, this attack power is already quite good.

Yaoyang unleashed his shadow-like legs again, kicked on the sandbag six times in a row, and was stunned when he saw the number "988" appearing on the light curtain.

"It's almost 1,000!" Yaoyang felt the existence of the true qi of the Northern Darkness in a daze, and discovered the horror of this internal strength for the first time.

Breaking away from the special network, Yaoyang is still a little dizzy. This feeling of being stronger is so good that it makes him feel like the world is under control.

"My completion level of the Northern Pluto Divine Skill is only about 4%, and I already have such strength. If you reach 100% and then cultivate a powerful attack martial art, what value can you hit? Yaoyang couldn't help but reverie.

Unknowingly, Yaoyang had been cultivating in the network for two more days. He grabbed the mobile phone on the bedside and opened it, and immediately saw several missed calls, all of whom were Wang Jun.

called back Wang Jun's phone, but no one answered, which made Yaoyang feel a little strange. He thought about it, anyway, he had been on campus recently, and he was a little depressed, so he simply went directly to find Wang Jun.

Walking down the street, Yaoyang felt that something was wrong. The very lively street in Pingli is a little deserted today, and although there are some pedestrians on the street, they are all sticking to the sides of the street and hurrying with their heads buried in them, as if they are afraid of something.

Yaoyang has been in retreat and hard training recently, so how can he know the changes in the outside world. He looked around curiously, not taking the oddity to heart.

Walking briskly to the vicinity of the ghost, Yaoyang felt more and more strange. From a distance, you can see gangsters and drug dealers who sell contraband in a whisper, and you can also see a group of women with heavy makeup and flowers, and when you see a young man, you can show her white thighs. But today, it was as if they had gone into the ground, and none of them were to be seen.

The ghost of the untouched is more like a huge garbage dump, breathing the stench from the sewers in his nose and seeing the garbage scattered all over the ground in his eyes, Yaoyang smells a hint of danger.

found a dark alley, Yaoyang dialed Wang Jun's mobile phone in the corner, but it was still unanswered.

"It's not good......" Thinking of the scene where Wang Jun was attacked by a knife hand a few years ago, Yaoyang's heart was full of uneasiness.

If it were someone else, Yaoyang wouldn't care about the other party's life or death, and would definitely get as far away from this strange place as possible. But who is Wang Jun? Wang Jun is a sibling and a brother! Knowing that Wang Jun might be in danger, how could Yaoyang stand by and watch. Mo said that he didn't know what danger there would be for the time being, even if there was a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him, Yaoyang would definitely break in without frowning!

In his bones, Yaoyang is a hot-blooded and affectionate dead child. He carefully burrowed into the ghostly alley, tried his best to open his keen six senses, looked at his eyes and ears and listened energetically, and marched towards Wang Jun's lair step by step.

Just as Yaoyang was cautiously advancing, Wang Jun was huddled in a damp and dark tunnel, holding a small single-shot pistol in his palm, aiming at the entrance of the cave.

Pistols are strictly prohibited from private possession, and if caught in possession of a firearm, they will be sentenced to at least six years in prison. It's so tightly controlled that ordinary gangsters can't get it.

Wang Jun naturally knew the crime of possessing guns, and he also knew the whereabouts of those people outside, but he couldn't care much about it.

"Want to me? Then trade your life for it! Wang Jun touched the meat slicer on his waist again. When he had no choice, he would rather wipe his neck himself than fall into the hands of that devilish MI5 intelligence officer!

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