"Hehe, I'll give you a ruthless one!" Ling Tian rode on the back of the ox, the smile on his face with a hint of cruelty.

"Don't blame me, Maverick!

Ling Tian rode on the back of the frantically trembling ox, his legs clamped, his left hand on the metallic texture of the ironhorn ox, his right hand clenched into a fist and raised above his head, his waist straight. The whole person is like a beast waiting for its prey.

Ling Tian was extremely focused on ignoring the beating of the Iron Horn Ox, and he was using the only move that Han Ning had taught him since his apprenticeship.

Ling Tian's fists tightened, his skin turned red, the cracks in his skin caused by the blow just now were even bigger, and a lot of blood flowed down. If you listen carefully, you will find that the bones of Ling Tian's fist are "gurgling", the tendons and veins are also extremely tight, Ling Tian's hand is already paralyzed, and he can hardly feel the presence of the fist.

"Drink!" Ling Tian shouted. At the same time, he shouted in his heart, a heavy !!

Ling Tian's fist smashed down in an instant, like a cannonball out of the chamber, and it actually brought a violent sound of breaking wind.

"Bang!"

The punch finally hit Ironhorn's back.

"Kala!"

Ling Tian heard a crisp sound, it was the sound of bones breaking.

"Moo!"

The Ironhorn stopped beating in an instant and roared in pain. Apparently the sound of bones breaking belonged to it.

Ling Tian still had that smile on his face, and his fist sank into the back of the Iron Horn Ox, but it was not the backbone, but the ribs, which were an inch deep.

The fact that the skin that resembles a steel plate can still make such deep marks, and also break the ribs of the ironhorn, can only be described as a strange force.

Indeed, this is also a kind of strange power, this is a move that Han Ning taught Ling Tian to use his strength to the extreme.

Ling Tian still remembered the scene when Han Ning taught this trick: it was a scorching day, under the huge mountain wall, beside the gurgling river.

Ling Tian walked slowly hunched over his back, while a large sword was pressed on his back—the Black Striped Sword.

The tip of the black-veined sword touched the ground, leaving a long mark as Ling Tian walked.

Ling Tian's small body was not majestic, but its muscles were soft and obvious, and it was covered with sweat at this time. The face that was not handsome was full of fortitude, and he was sweating profusely and almost blinded his eyes. Looking at the road that Ling Tian had walked, he would find that there were a lot of undried water trails on it.

Han Ning floated in the shadow of the mountain wall on the side, watching all this.

"Bang!"

A loud bang sounded, and Ling Tian finally fell to the ground with no physical strength, and with the weight of five hundred catties, he smashed the ground into a shallow pit, causing dust to fly. Fortunately, Ling Tian turned sideways when he fell, otherwise he would have let that big sword press on his body, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Huhu~"

Ling Tian lay on his back on the sword, panting heavily.

"Little God, you can't do this! I can't hold it after only two hours of running!" Han Ning's voice floated slowly.

Ling Tian couldn't slow down his breath at this time, so he could only muttered in his heart, what do you mean that you have only been running for two hours? You can carry five hundred pounds of things and try to run one.

In fact, this was basically Ling Tian's limit at that time, and Ling Tian's own strength at that time was only five hundred catties. It's good to be able to carry the same weight on your back for two hours.

"The Mighty Ant can move things that are 400 times heavier than itself, and can drag objects that are 1,700 times heavier than itself. You have five times more strength than your own weight, and you can only run for two hours with a sword of the same weight on your back?"

"Master, that's a soul beast, and it's also a gifted soul beast, how can I compare to it alone!" Ling Tian was reluctant to give up.

"Yo, it doesn't seem to be at the limit yet, get up and run for me again!" Han Ning was instantly unhappy and put on the majesty of his master.

"Don't, Master, you say it, I promise not to intervene. Ling Tian immediately confessed.

"That's right!" Han Ning calmed down again, "As a man, you have to study with an open mind, and the power scale ant is worth learning hard." ”

“......”

"Why is the Forcescale Ant so powerful? It's because its physical foundation is extremely solid, and its skills in the use of strength are extremely ingenious!"

"You can't rush to improve your physical fitness gradually, but you can learn the use of strength now. ”

"Master, do you mean to teach me something?!" Ling Tian stood up and said with surprise.

"Right!"

"Hey, I said that Shizun needs to go around in such a big circle just to teach me things, who are the two of us! Hurry up, teach me, teach me everything!" Ling Tian was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that Shizun was finally going to really teach himself things, and after the first few times, Ling Tian found that the things on Shizun's body were all good things, and his tone was eager to do it.

"Boy, don't worry, you can't become fat in one bite, everything has to be done step by step, and I will teach you everything step by step in the future. Han Ning heard Ling Tian's eagerness.

"Well, then let's get started!" Ling Tian nodded vigorously.

"I'm going to teach you a move called Heavy Strength. ”

"Heavy strength?!" Ling Tian wondered in his heart, wasn't martial arts only something that could be cultivated by a warrior?

"Yes, heavy energy, heavy strength is not a martial art, but a skill, a skill of the use of strength. Han Ning seemed to see through Ling Tian's heart.

"In the early stage of the warrior, that is, the martial apprentice and samurai stage, the control of force is not proficient enough, and the battle still relies on their own physical body, and the strength is mainly relied on. ”

"Heavy strength is what I created in the early years based on the research conclusions of the power scale ants, and this is the only one in the whole continent, haha, you are lucky enough, boy. Han Ning unconsciously became intoxicated when he said this.

"Collect!" Ling Tian listened carefully on the side, but found that the master was actually intoxicated, so he reminded him loudly.

"Ahem, let's go on, go on. To put it simply, it is the full mobilization and utilization of musculoskeletal muscles and bones, so as to stimulate greater strength and use the potential latent in the body. ”

"Heavy energy mainly depends on physical fitness, and the better the physical fitness, the more powerful Heavy Energy can exert its power. There are three main types of gravity, one of which can double the existing strength of the body. ”

"What a double!" Ling Tian was extremely excited, "This is a divine skill!"

"Actually, triple is just the limit used by low-level martial artists, with the improvement of cultivation, physical fitness will definitely continue to improve, but at that time, Hou Zhongjin will be of no use, when he is above the martial artist, the use of force is already proficient enough and his own force reserves are also available, force can be said to be another level of power, there are strong people who break mountains and seas by force, and even destroy the world is not an exaggeration. These are all things that can't be accomplished by the power of the flesh alone, and if you want to say that it's a divine skill, it's only among low-level martial artists. ”

"Okay, it's too far, those are still too far away from you, don't think too much about being down-to-earth is what you should do now. Han Ning reminded Ling Tiandao.

Ling Tian was a little confused when he heard it just now, but now that he came to his senses, he understood that everything had to start with the basics.

"Then how do you cultivate heavy strength?" Ling Tian asked expectantly, abandoning his distracting thoughts.

"First of all, you have to know yourself!" Han Ning said with a hint of danger.

"Know yourself?" Ling Tian felt a little bad.

"I have a quick method, I will learn it in ten days, and it is the best way to cultivate heavy strength, do you want to learn it?" The smile on the corner of Han Ning's mouth became more and more dangerous.

"Yes!" Ling Tian replied quickly, and it was best to be quick and fast, why not?

But Ling Tian still had a feeling of furry in his heart, but he was quickly suppressed by Ling Tian.

Ling Tian still had palpitations when he thought about it now, if Ling Tian dared to use the sky as a proof again, he would definitely not, what kind of quick method did he want.

Because of those ten days, Ling Tian felt that what hell was, what life was worse than death, during that time, every inch of Ling Tian's skin, every strand of muscle suffered inhuman treatment, the pain of the medicinal bath and the pain of breaking through the realm turned into a prayer, this is the soul beast mountain range, with a wealth of elixir, although it was on the edge, but relying on Han Ning's perverted soul perception, there was enough elixir to make Ling Tian recover and endure repeated torment.

........................

As soon as Ling Tian's unbearable memory flashed by, Ling Tian jumped off the back of the Iron Horn with a fist.

"Maverick feels good, right?" the corners of Ling's mouth were still smiling.

But at this time, Ling Tian was also frightened, he didn't expect the Iron Horn Ox's defensive power to be so amazing, his current strength was enough for 1,200 catties, and he could only break a few ribs of it.

Ling Tian's right hand was trembling at this time, and the blood that flowed from the cracked skin had almost stained the entire fist.

However, Ling Tian was not worried, just now Ling Tian had already discovered a fatal place for the Iron Horn Ox.

"Next Hit ......"