"At present, it is a double rest of the Dharma body, my spiritual root is good, and the vast majority of cultivators who have good spiritual roots choose to practice cultivation, because the pure spiritual root absorbs spiritual energy quickly, and it is easier to comprehend the way of heaven. Those who have mixed or weak spiritual roots can only choose to refine the body, the refining body is slow to advance, and it also consumes a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures, so many people still stay in the first and second layers of the battle body for the rest of their lives, and there are very few people in the low-level soldiers and state and county catchers who choose to refine the body. ”

Wan Shu's crazy words made Yi Jiuxiao puzzled, he once asked Huang Luo if there was any martial arts cultivation in the army, Huang Luo did not explain clearly, saying that they were all cultivators with spells. Of course, Huang Luo himself is also a mortal, and he must not be able to distinguish between law cultivation and body refining, and he doesn't know that there are also low-level soldiers who are body refiners, which makes sense.

In the final analysis, although the body refiner is also a cultivator, in fact, the refining body has low requirements for the spiritual root, and almost everyone in the Qi country has a little spiritual root, almost everyone can cultivate, and there are very few people who really choose to refine the body, one is that there is no body refining exercises, the other is that there is no cultivation resources, and the second is that the advancement is slow.

Yi Jiuxiao was very grateful to Wan Shufang and decided to make him a friend, so he asked: "Shumad, I don't know if the body refiners use magic weapons, and what attack skills do they practice?"

"There are not many skills cultivated by the body refiner, and the physique of the body refiner is very strong, which is comparable to the magic weapon of law cultivation, so he mainly relies on his own body in the battle, and rarely uses the magic weapon. I don't know what skills you have in martial arts, how about we try it?"

"Martial arts has many offensive skills, as well as defensive skills, let's try how boxing is first, boxing is similar to what you call body refining, that is, directly use the body to fight. ”

The two of them came to the courtyard from the study, which was surrounded by trees and flowers, and there was a large open space in the middle, and the ground was paved with fine sand and stones, which was a very suitable venue for martial arts.

After the fist salute, the battle begins. Wan Shumad made the first move, a straight punch towards Yi Jiuxiao's face door, Yi Jiuxiao was able to avoid one side, and then a chapter hit Wan Shumad's upper arm, Wan Shumad's move was old, too late to dodge, and was hit with a "snap".

This palm Yi Jiuxiao only used seven points of strength, he didn't dare to go all out, for fear of injuring Wan Shufang, through these two years of diligent martial arts, Yi Jiuxiao's strength has increased a lot, far better than ordinary adult mortals. The result was beyond his expectations, not only did he not knock down Wan Shumani, Wan Shumad almost didn't move, but Yi Jiuxiao's palm was numb, and he seemed to have a feeling of smashing on a boulder, and fortunately he kept his hand, otherwise his palm would definitely be injured.

Yi Jiuxiao gasped, this body refiner is really terrifying, the strength of his body may be better than the foreign kung fu "Golden Bell Jar" and "Iron Cloth Shirt" in the rivers and lakes in his previous life, he didn't dare to slack off, and immediately retreated to prevent Wan Shu's crazy counterattack.

Fortunately, although Wan Shumad has a high physical strength, his attacks are very simple, basically they are all straight rampage, there is no rule at all, Yi Jiuxiao relies on flexible pace and prediction, and almost does not let him get close, but if it is consumed for a long time, he will definitely lose his physical strength, and he will definitely lose, so he has to think of a way.

If the fist does not work, use the feet, and the person who practices martial arts is to hit three points with his hands and kick seven points. Yi Jiuxiao saw an opportunity, swam behind Wan Shufang, his body stood up, and a flying shovel kicked on Wan Shufang's back, kicking Wan Shufang out five feet away, and lying on the ground with a mouth gnawing mud.

Yi Jiuxiao was also uncomfortable, only felt that his feet hurt, like kicking an iron plate. Looking at Wan Shufang again, he rolled over, got up from the ground, seemed unharmed, and rushed towards Yi Jiuxiao vigorously.

It's really difficult, Yi Jiuxiao repeatedly hit to no avail, he was very anxious, but there was no way to crack it, seeing Wan Shumad rushing in front of him, wanting to twist himself, he turned to his side, suddenly sank his waist and got up, grabbed Wan Shumad's collar with one hand, and grabbed his waist with the other, and lifted Wan Shumad, a move to lift the overlord to the top, and lifted Wan Shumad into the air.

Wan Shumad had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and his hands and feet kicked wildly, but Yi Jiuxiao couldn't think about it, he couldn't always hold it like this, and suddenly with a force, he threw Wan Shumad out a zhang away, and smashed it on the sand with a "poof", and the ground was sunken.

If a normal person is thrown like this, he will be injured if he doesn't faint, but after Wan Shu fell to the ground, he got up as soon as he turned around, and continued to rush towards Yi Jiuxiao, like an immortal god of war, this time the charge was even more brave than before.

Fighting, or admitting defeat, the two thoughts began to collide in Yi Jiuxiao's mind, according to the current state of the battle, he will definitely not be able to win, even if the move is exhausted, it will not be able to hurt Wan Shumad in the slightest, on the surface, Wan Shumad will be knocked down several times, but there is no effect. If he admits defeat, Yi Jiuxiao is unwilling.

Suddenly, Yi Jiuxiao had an idea, why not try it with Kaitian Fist, he didn't expect Kaitian Fist before, but he subconsciously felt that Kaitian Fist's moves were too simple, and it only had the effect of strengthening the body, and the technical battle might be ineffective. But now, he has exhausted his moves, and he can only try the Open Heaven Fist.

There are nine types of open heaven boxing, the first type falls from the sky, the second type stands up to the sky, the third type breaks the sky, the fourth type is dark, the fifth type is desolate, the sixth type is whimsical, the seventh type has a hole in the sky, the eighth type is ingenious, and the ninth type is natural.

Yi Jiuxiao gathered his energy and made the first move to fall from the sky, this move is very simple, it is just a starting hand, the whole person has slightly curled legs, his waist is rickety, and his hands are raised, like a posture falling from the sky, Wan Shufang saw Yi Jiuxiao put on this posture It was very strange, I didn't know what he wanted to do, so he was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Jiuxiao used the second style to stand up to the sky, his body was upright, his chest was straight, his head was high, and his hands were crossed in front of his chest, this move couldn't be simpler, after Yi Jiuxiao used this move, he didn't know what the result was.

As soon as this move came out, Wan Shumad, who was standing on the opposite side and was ready to attack, felt it, he was the first person to see Yi Jiuxiao use the Open Heaven Fist, so he was very lucky. But unfortunately, he felt that there was a giant standing opposite, an unattainable giant rising in the wilderness, that height was incomparable to himself, a kind of existence that could only be looked up and worshipped.

In Yi Jiuxiao's eyes, Wan Shufang on the other side was stunned at first, and then looked up at the sky in a daze, he didn't know what Wan Shumad was doing or thinking, and even thought that Wan Shumad was surprised by the clumsiness of his movements. But he didn't stop, and then hit the third type of Rock Breaker.

I saw that Yi Jiuxiao's crossed hands in front of his chest changed, from palms to clenched fists, his left fist stood up, his right fist pushed out flat, and hit Wan Shufang's chest in a straight line. An "ah" sound came from Wan Shufang's mouth, and then flew up like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the trunk of a tree two feet away and falling, and the camphor tree with a thick bowl mouth also broke with it.

Yi Jiuxiao was stunned for a few breaths, he didn't know what was happening, he saw Wan Shufang, who was as tough as a stubborn stone, lying on the ground, and did not quickly turn over and get up like the previous two times. Why is there such a result in a mediocre, unwavering punch?

After a while, Yi Jiuxiao woke up from his stunned trance, hurriedly ran to Wan Shufang's side, grabbed Wan Shufang's and helped him up. Obviously, Wan Shufang was injured, and it was not light, the clothes on his chest were torn fist-sized holes, his white skin was bruised with a fist-sized piece, and his mouth was screaming "mmmmmmmmmm

"Shu Mad, how are you?" Yi Jiuxiao looked at this scene, a little anxious, originally the competition was all up to the point, if Wan Shu Madness was seriously injured, I am afraid it would be difficult to explain.

"I'm hurt, you can help me into the house first. ”

At this time, the girl who served Wan Shufang also came over, and helped Wan Shufang into the study with Yi Jiuxiao and sat down, the girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, she seemed to be in a hurry, and kept saying that she was going to tell the old lady. Wan Shufang is deeply favored at home, and if something happens, they will definitely be unlucky.

"It's okay, bring me a jade bottle in my cabinet, there is medicine in it. ”

The girl hurriedly went over and brought the jade bottle to Wan Shufang's face, took out a pill of pills from the bottle, put it in her mouth and swallowed it, and then closed her eyes luck, it seemed to be dissolving the pill, and for a long time, Wan Shufang opened her eyes, her complexion and eyes were much better than just now, and the fist marks on her chest also changed from blue purple to light red.

"What a powerful punch, fortunately with the healing pill in the army given by my father, otherwise I wouldn't be able to move for at least a month. ”

"How are you feeling now?" Yi Jiuxiao was still very worried about Wan Shufang's injury, and asked.

"It's much better, and it's estimated that it will be back to normal in two days. ”

Wan Shufang replied, then turned his head to the girl standing aside and said, "Xiaoju, don't talk to others about today's incident, I'll try to play with Brother Yi, and it's not a big deal." ”

"Yes," the girl named Xiaoju saw that the young master was fine, so she naturally stopped talking and stepped aside to do housework.

"Jiuxiao, you can stay with me for a while, and when I get better from my injury in two days, we will learn again, your martial arts are very powerful! As for the song and dance workshop, I will call the housekeeper to say hello, how about it?"