"Whew!"

The whistling wind shook the eardrums, and sweat poured down from the body.

At this time, Jing Chong had already bare his upper body, revealing a solid body.

The solid body looks a little bit burly, but after all, he is still a child, so even if he is sonorous and powerful, he can't help but have a little bit of thinness.

"Only when you have no loss can you stand up to the sky, this is a key step in accumulating strength, remember to cooperate properly!"

Kong Da didn't have a trace of tiredness, his eyes were like electricity, staring at every step of Jing Chong's performance, even the slightest trace of it was not missed, and he unconsciously said that the effort he put into it, even if it was not much better than Jing Chong himself.

And Jing Chong really didn't let him down, waved his fist, slammed out, and in an instant, he closed his fist and turned his palm, and with a slight push, he sent out a force, although it was only a beginner, but if there was a wooden board opposite, it would be enough to smash it.

"Okay, what a move! I have a little look, continue to work hard!"

There is no superfluous audience, Conda seems to have become such a character, but he, the audience, has to pay too much attention, not only to pay attention to the details, but also to adapt to the appropriate conditions.

Hearing the sound of admiration, Jing Chong suddenly felt happy, and he worked harder, raising his hands, all of them in one go.

"Nothing, I am the only one, a thought is circling, white clouds are thousands of miles, take this opportunity to go to the next level!"

At this time, Jing Chong is like the unity of heaven and man, the hands and eyes look at the heart, the heart looks at the mouth and nose, the mind is empty, the auspicious clouds are floating between the waves, the wind and clouds are moving between the feet, and there is nothing around the whole Qingtan, only the true self.

"Ethereal, virtual and real, I am the external object, the external object is me!"

The spiritual sublimation again, so that Jing Chong's body became more and more rapid, his feet were like raindrops in the ground, and it was as difficult to catch as a bird pecking in an instant

"The inner strength is tidal, and the spirit is shining, this is the supreme realm of fists and feet!"

The virtual and real fists and feet gradually became blurred, and the faint body and the afterimage were combined with each other, like a ray of fine light flashing, and Jing Chong's entire body was like a ball of red light strung up and down, making it impossible to capture which was the real body and which was the afterimage.

Seeing this, even Kong Da unconsciously opened his mouth wide, and his cloudy eyes revealed a touch of uncontrollable horror, he really couldn't figure out how the young man in front of him did it.

"Wonderful! wonderful!!"

With both hands slotting his palms and smiling, Kong Da was so excited that he didn't know which foot to take in front of him, and when he saw the wonders, his eyes were straight and his face was obsessed.

"Mind guards the void spirit, the aftertaste is endless! Foreign objects are difficult to tempt, I guard my heart!"

Jing Chong's movements are getting slower and slower, but they are becoming more and more chic and elegant, every move and style seems to contain the essence of all the previous moves, full of subtlety, everywhere revealing mystery.

"Keep your heart and come back to your senses, don't mess up and don't breathe!"

Touching his chest with both hands, and returning to the dantian, Jing Chong only felt that there was an indescribable relaxation and comfort in Zhou's body, a set of punches and kicks for so long just now made him not feel a trace of tiredness and fatigue, but because of the concentration of body and mind, the law of body strength can be followed, and he is full of energy, as if all the scattered power in his body is completely concentrated together, which makes people instantly have a trace of backbone.

"Phew!"

Gently exhaling a breath of turbidity, Jing Chong slowly opened his eyes, and it was only at this time that he realized that he had already been drenched in sweat, and his dark skin seemed to be smeared with oil, and his temperament also changed abruptly at this time.

In a pair of deep eyes, a touch of emptiness and self-confidence have been added.

"Good, good boy!"

Kong Da couldn't hide the surging in his heart for a long time, and almost trotted to Jing Chong's side, holding the other party's palm with one hand, he didn't know how to express it due to excessive emotion.

"Good, good boy!"

Smacked his mouth, but Kong Da could only keep repeating such words, one after another, but suddenly brought Jing Chong back from the subtlety, and a trace of doubt immediately appeared in his empty eyes, and his slightly dry mouth squirmed, and then blurted out, "Uncle Kong, are you okay?"

Driven by this feeling, Kong Da quickly straightened his color and returned to his normal expression, and straightened his waist very chicly, "No, it's okay, what can I do?" It's just that you are too good at practicing and a little too excited!"

Hearing Kong Da say this, Jing Chong was a little relieved, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but he muttered in a low voice, "I thought you were stimulated!"

Of course, this sentence was not heard by Kong Da, but soon Jing Chong still ushered in the other party's strange eyes, "I said Jing Chong, have you practiced any martial arts before?"

The sudden question really made Jing Chong stunned, cultivating martial arts? I am a poor sour boy from a ravine, not to mention cultivating martial arts before, I don't even know what martial arts are, and the other party's inquiry is simply ridiculous and nonsense!

Thinking of this, the corners of Jing Chong's mouth twitched and sneered, but as his palm touched his chest, he froze his expression as if he had been electrocuted.

As soon as he spit out two words, Jing Chong saw the shirt on the bank of the Qingtan River not far away, and then he remembered that he had taken off his shirt just now because he was too involved in cultivation, and the things in his arms were also hidden in it.

"My clothes turned out to be here!"

Fortunately, Jing Chong's reaction was very fast, and without waiting for Kong Da to mention it, he naturally covered up the gaffe just now.

But until this time, a question mark was really drawn in his heart, "Have you cultivated martial arts?" Is it the book of illusions and illusions?"

With a chuckle in his heart, Jing Chong's face suddenly changed, he knew that in his arms, in addition to the wolf warrior sword technique left by his father, it was the heavy beast skin book, and he also gave it an ingenious name, "Fantasy Illusion God Book".

Originally, I just used it as a hobby to pass the time, but since I got it, I didn't want to use it for a year, whether it was the sequelae of malaria at the beginning of the attack, or the number of malaria attacks in my body, it has invisibly decreased or even disappeared.

There are all kinds of indications that this is indeliblely related to the appearance of the Beastskin Book.

When it comes to cultivating martial arts, all the credit has to be attributed to it, after all, to this day, he didn't even look at the wolf warrior sword technique, let alone practice, besides, with his almost idiotic understanding of martial arts, wanting to practice the wolf warrior sword technique is tantamount to a fool's dream, so only the mysterious beast skin book can create a more mysterious possibility.

His mind was tumbling, and he had to make such a discovery, but he had to pay attention to it.