(Today's outbreak of the sixth shift is over, after reading it, let's wash and sleep, we'll meet tomorrow)

"Escape into the forest......" Chen Zhigang frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Chen Dazhong's attack by a fourth-layer martial artist of the Qi and Blood Realm, and even let a second-layer of the Qi and Blood Realm escape: "Forget it, just a second-layer of the Qi and Blood Realm goes deep into the Wind Roar Forest, and there is only one way to die." ”

Chen Zhigang paid for himself, even if he went deep into the Wind Roar Forest, he would not be able to get any benefits.

"Brother Gang, this is the tiger that my brother encountered in the Wind Roar Forest, it is because of it that Chen Zong has a chance to escape, but this tiger was killed by my brother, and these are for Brother Gang. Chen Dalei handed a tiger leg in his hand to Chen Zhigang.

"Well, well, in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer tigers. Chen Zhigang's tone was a little excited, and his eyes lit up: "With it, my blood can be more condensed and stronger." ”

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The hut in the forest was cleaned up by Chen Zong, and it was much cleaner.

Outside the house, Chen Zong finished practicing the Tiger Power Fist and began to practice the sword.

The light in the forest was dim, and the iron sword was gray and black, and it was difficult to see the reflection of light when it was waved.

The Eight Styles of the True Sword have been practiced over and over again, and they have become more and more proficient.

After practicing the True Sword Eight Styles a few times, his stomach was a little hungry, Chen Zong walked to the stream, stared at a fat big fish, the iron sword in his hand, his breath became vague, and he suddenly took out his sword and stabbed into the water.

Who knew that the fish reacted very quickly, and at the moment when the iron sword entered the water, its tail flicked, and it quickly swam away, making Chen Zong's sword miss.

"I don't believe it. Chen Zong came up stubbornly, and he didn't stop without stabbing a fish with a sword.

Adjusted again and again, the final result was that he was hungry and barely stabbed a fish, and hurriedly took out the flint brought from home to ignite the dead leaves, slaughtered the fat big fish weighing five or six catties, and roasted it on the fire.

After a while, the golden fish oil dripped down, sizzling, and the strong fragrance overflowed, sprinkled with the spices brought from home, and the fragrance made Chen Zong's gluttony even more moved, and his stomach rumbled non-stop.

After baking, regardless of the heat, Chen Zong took a bite first, and his mouth was full of gas, with a satisfied face.

Not long after, a big fish with about five catties left after slaughtering entered Chen Zong's stomach.

After resting for half an hour, Chen Zong got up and continued to practice the Tiger Power Fist Technique, practicing it ten times.

"I feel that my Tiger Power Fist Technique has reached the limit of Dacheng and can break through to perfection, what is still missing?" Chen Zong lowered his head and pondered.

The picture of the tiger descending the mountain was not brought, but the picture had already been imprinted in Chen Zong's mind, and he closed his eyes and thought, and it was clearly visible.

From the picture, Chen Zong has a lot of insights, but those insights are scattered and incoherent, and he can't find an opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Chen Zong's mind, a pair of cold and domineering eyes flashed, an inexplicable horror emerged for no reason, and the cold air was rising, it was the figure and eyes of the tiger he saw not long ago.

The real figure of the tiger overlapped with the figure of the tiger on the picture scroll, and the light flashed, as if breaking the shackles, and the fragmentary comprehension was coherent.

With Chen Zong's subtle adjustment, a trace of tiger-like power quietly condensed on his body, and gradually diffused out, not far from a big tree in the hollow, there was a big gray rabbit running out, feeling the might, but suddenly trembling and shrinking into a ball, like a big meat ball could not move, as if seeing the king of beasts tiger.

The fish in the stream fled in a hurry into the distance.

After holding the tiger posture for ten minutes, Chen Zong's body burst out, and a punch blasted out, and the terrifying power rushed forward with that punch, and the wind roared harshly, like a tiger roaring in front of him, startling the big gray rabbit that shrunk into a ball of meat trembled again and again, foaming at the mouth and spreading out his limbs, and was actually scared to death.

After beating down the Tiger Power Fist Method, the final Tiger Storm style is even more amazing and terrifying, far more powerful than before, the heart is agitating, the blood is agitating, and the strength of the body is rapidly improving.

"It's a great feeling. Chen Zong was excited: "The Tiger Power Fist Method is complete, and even with cultivation, I have reached the peak of the second layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, and I am only one step away from the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, which is at least equal to my three or four months of cultivation." ”

"The realm of perfection is for the tiger's power, that is, it exudes the power of a tiger, which can deter the target. ”

"The person who created this boxing technique is really powerful. ”

The reason why the tiger is so strong is not only because of its own great strength, but also because of the power of the king of beasts.

"Every time the level of martial arts is improved, I can increase my blood and qi slightly, and then, if I can raise the True Sword Eight Styles to Xiaocheng before the martial arts battle, I may be able to have a certain chance to break through to the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm. ”

"But before that, the Tiger Power Fist Method had just broken through, and I continued to cultivate and consolidate. ”

The Tiger Power Fist method of the Perfection Realm has reached seventy percent of the body's training parts, which is better than the Eight True Sword Styles of the Entry Realm, and every time he cultivates, Chen Zong can feel the blood and qi surging in his body, and it seems to grow little by little.

After practicing the Tiger Power Fist Method thirty times in a row, Chen Zong felt that his limbs were weak, and his stomach was growling again, and when he walked over, he brought the big gray rabbit that was scared to death to slaughter and clean it, and grilled it on the fire.

This big gray rabbit weighs ten pounds, enough for himself to eat two meals.

After eating, rest, and while resting, think about the essentials of the Eight True Sword Styles, and then continue to cultivate.

Practicing boxing, swordsmanship, eating, sleeping.

This is Chen Zong's daily life in the forest hut.

It was quiet and undisturbed, and Chen Zong could devote himself wholeheartedly to his cultivation, and he could feel his progress every day.

Another night passed, Chen Zong walked out of the cabin, and the first thing he did was to draw his sword and draw the tenth mark on the trunk of the tree next to him, indicating that Chen Zong had been here for the tenth day.

Quickly wash up, walk to the stream and stare at a fish, wait for the opportunity, gather momentum, exert force, and take out the sword, the sword body breaks through the air, with a faint wind sound, breaks through the water, and a sword pierces the big fish and picks it out.

Martial arts practitioners eat a lot of food, especially like Chen Zong, except for resting, all other time is spent on cultivation, which consumes more energy.

From waking up in the morning to going to bed at night, I have to eat six meals, each meal is at least five catties of fish or rabbit meat, which is the most eaten thing, and occasionally snake meat.

Dozens of catties of meat are eaten every day, and they are absorbed by the body through cultivation, strengthen the blood and qi, feed the body, and become stronger and stronger, but the strength is still at the level of three hundred catties, which is the bottleneck, and only breakthroughs can continue to improve.

The Tiger Power Fist Method has reached the state of perfection, and Chen Zong no longer needs to think about how to break through, therefore, he practices the Tiger Power Fist Ten times every morning and evening, and the rest of the time is used on the True Sword Eight Styles, because the parts of the Tiger Power Fist Technique will be partially different from the True Sword Eight Styles, and the combination of the two can be exercised to all parts of the body, and the effect is better.

Chen Zong also found that stabbing the fish with a sword was also helpful to the cultivation of the True Sword Eight Style.

"Daddy said that swordsmanship pays attention to fast, accurate and stable, and all three are indispensable, otherwise it is just fast, and it is useless to stab the target. ”

"I couldn't stab a fish with a sword before, it was not accurate enough, and it was not stable enough, after these ten days of cultivation, the accuracy and stability have improved a lot, but there is still room for further improvement. ”

"The workout is fast and steady, and maybe I can try something other than the stinging fish. ”

After thinking about it, Chen Zong took a straight branch with the thickness of his thumb and stuck it on the ground, and the person stood in front of the branch, staring at the branch with his eyes, concentrating.

Raise your sword and slash down.

But the sword fell from the side of the branch, but did not struck the branch.

"That's so bad!" Chen Zong was dumbfounded, thinking that his sword was accurate and stable enough.

"Come again. ”

Concentrate on the momentum, raise the sword and slash down.

Practice again and again.

Day 11!

Day 12!

Thirteenth day!

Day 14!

Day 15!

After practicing the True Sword Eight Styles twenty times, Chen Zongzhi walked to a straight branch the thickness of chopsticks, raised his sword and slashed it, and split the branch with a sword.

"Okay, the accuracy has really improved a lot. Chen Zong smiled.

In pursuit of excellence, Chen Zong replaced the branches with thinner branches with thinner chopsticks.

It was a new day, and Chen Zong drew his sword and carved another mark on the trunk.

"There are still four days left before the warrior battle. Looking at the twenty marks on the trunk, Chen Zong said to himself.

Walking to the stream, staring at a big fish, he stabbed out with a sword, the speed of the sword was extremely fast, and the tip of the sword broke through the water and provoked, and there was a big fish on it.

After eating the fish, Chen Zong drew his sword and practiced the Eight Styles of True Sword.

Once, twice, three times...... The ninth time, the last pose - the sword explosion pose!

The force penetrated the sword body, and it exploded in an instant, and the sword body rubbed violently against the air, shining with a dazzling light, cutting through the darkness of the forest.

"The sword body is light, which can affect eyesight, which is for Xiaocheng. Chen Zong was stunned at first, and then he was overjoyed.

It took five days to practice the Eight Styles of the True Sword to the level of entry, and I thought it would take at least a month to practice the Eight Styles of the True Sword to a small level, but I didn't expect that without disturbing from the outside world, I would cooperate with the training of the thorn fish splitting branches and so on, and it only took fifteen days for the Eight Styles of the True Sword to reach the realm of Xiaocheng.

"Well, it looks like I'm doing the right thing. Chen Zong was even more happy, the True Sword Eight Style was passed down from the mysterious tip of the sword, but the method of stabbing fish and splitting branches was thought up by himself, maybe such a method already existed, but at least no one taught him, it was completely the result of his own efforts.

There is nothing more exciting than the sense of accomplishment that has been achieved through one's own efforts to make progress from scratch.

At this time, Chen Zong felt that his blood was surging, like the water of a great river washing away, and where he passed, his body was undergoing a change, and some of the energy of dozens of catties of beast meat eaten every day was latent in his body, and now with the surging blood and qi being continuously guided out, it was integrated into the limbs and hundreds of remains, and Chen Zong's muscles and bones were strengthened little by little.

"It's a feeling...... Cultivation is about to break through. ”

Hurriedly put out the Fu Sword Style, and once again cast the True Sword Eight Style, using this as a guide to refine the power that emerged in the body and accelerate the breakthrough.

After a few times of the True Sword Eight Styles, a more powerful force grew from the depths of his body, permeating his whole body, and his muscles tightened, giving Chen Zong a stronger and more fierce feeling.

"Hahahaha, the third layer of the Qi and Blood Realm, I finally reached it. Chen Zong couldn't help laughing: "Martial arts battle, I must have a copy of the top three, Chen Zhigang and Chen Dazhong, our accounts should also be calculated." ”

"However, there are still a few days left before the martial arts battle, and I can take this opportunity to improve a little more. ”