"How is it impossible, this kind of iron was discovered by me from the Sea of Demon Rock in the north of the Imperial Capital, not only is it hard, but it can also be restored to its original state after a period of time when it is attacked and deformed.

So I tried to find a way to forge this iron into a weapon, but unfortunately no matter what it looked like, it would change back after a while, and suddenly one day, when I was about to give up, I suddenly found that if the number of blows exceeded 10,000 times in one minute, the iron would not change back again, and each blow would maintain at least 500 catties of strength, as long as I did these two, the forging would be successful. ”

After hearing this, Chiyang felt that he was about to collapse, and thought to himself: "I only know that you can do it, my beloved ancestor, and I see that you were angry after your failure, and then you took crazy revenge on this piece of iron, and accidentally discovered this method! ”

"Do you really want to smash it with your fist?"

Chiyang pointed to the remaining iron pillar on the ground, his face was bitter, and he didn't know where to start.

"Of course you have to, or you won't be able to talk about the second phase of training, okay! stop talking nonsense, let's start now, boy. ”

The next morning dodged and retreated, leaving enough room for Chiyang to play, and Chiyang had no choice but to give it a try and walked in front of the iron pillar.

"Master, can you use spiritual power?"

Chiyang stared at the iron pillar, swallowed his saliva fiercely, and thought: "If this is smashed with the flesh, it is estimated that I will be wasted today, and the iron fist will not be able to stop it." ”

"Yes, whatever you want, I'll just look at the results. ”

The next morning wanted to read a book on the stone that was already sitting behind him, and answered Chiyang's question without looking up.

"That's good, since that's the case, then one word 'dry', look at my iron fist two-style gale, ah~"

With Yi Chen's consent, Chiyang hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power to instill it into his hands, and then used the rapid wind, his fists with flames to launch a fierce attack on the iron pillar.

The martial art of Iron Fist is really not called Iron Fist in vain, and the hands after using spiritual power are comparable to steel, and the fierce collision sound of "Dangdangdang" echoes in the air, which is also mixed with the roar of the red sun.

It's just that this iron pillar is very resistant to beating, although it has changed its shape slightly, but it will return to its original state after a while, making Chiyang's achievements fall short.

However, Chiyang was not discouraged, and after trying again and again, he found that he couldn't finish it.

Now Chiyang can only hit 700 strokes per point, and the strength of each punch has just reached 200 catties, which is still a big gap from success.

The following days changed from Zama step to smashing iron pillars, except for recovering spiritual power and a short sleeping time, the rest was forging, and now Chiyang didn't have to eat, and when he felt hungry, he took out the nutrients he had originally stocked, brought a bottle, and then continued.

On the first day after that, Chiyang increased from 700 strokes per minute to 800 strokes per minute, and his strength also increased by a few catties, and on the second day, 800 strokes became more than 880 strokes, and his strength increased by a few catties.

On the tenth day, the speed of punching per minute reached 3,000 strokes, and the strength became 300 catties. During this period, Chiyang received great help from the spirit stone, and his realm was also improved to the third stage of the pattern gathering, and his spiritual power and physical fitness were also improved, so he achieved such good results on the tenth day, although the iron pillar returned to its original state.

Before Chiyang began to forge, Mo Qi also started endless training, the reason was that Mo Tian endured Mo Qi's cry and forced him to train, of course, there were also good disciples in the middle who persuaded him to say something about relaxing the policy on Mo Qi and the like.

In fact, Motian also wanted to do this, but he finally made up his mind that he couldn't collapse like this, so he scolded away the dissuaded disciples and continued to train Moqi.

As time flew by, on the afternoon of the twentieth day, Chiyangyi roared, and the sound of steel colliding continued.

"Whew~"

A long breath indicated that Chiyang had finished this forging, looked at his reddish fists, and thought: "It's still not good, it seems that we have to continue, when will we succeed at such a growth rate!Hey~ Continue!"

If the next morning can eavesdrop on his thoughts, he will be brutally abused, it is really too dissatisfied, you must know that some people have practiced for ten years, and they may not make an inch, and now Chiyang's cultivation speed can be described as changing with each passing day, but this is the case, and he still thinks that he is too slow?

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the next morning looked at Chiyang, who kept practicing, and was very happy in his heart, because such a talented and hard-working person would not be able to worry about great things in the future.

At the same time, Zhou Zhengzheng was standing at the door of Chiyang's dormitory, knocking lightly on the door, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Chiyang, are you at home?"

After half a day of fruitlessness, Zhou Zheng walked downstairs with a sad face, this is the Nth time to find Chiyang, since the beginning of the battle for resources, Zhou Zheng is worried that something will happen to Chiyang, so he goes upstairs every day to knock on the door and ask, but unfortunately Chiyang has not appeared.

Although Chiyang did not appear, Zhou Zheng at least knew that he was safe, because there was no news from the outside world that Chiyang had been defeated, so he was just worried about Chiyang with a sad face.

More than 20 days have passed, except for He Fengyi, who is hiding in Tibet, the rest of the people are doing well, and their realm has also improved, Ma Lili has been promoted from the sixth stage of the pattern to the seventh stage of the pattern gathering with the help of a large number of spirit stones, and Li Tianhe has been promoted from the fourth stage of the pattern to the fifth stage of the pattern gathering.

Leng Youhan's improvement is the most obvious, from the ninth stage of tattooing to the first stage of tattooing, it only took two hours to break the shackles of the tenth section of tattooing, it is really terrifying, and it does not lose Chiyang at all.

The worst thing is the fat man He Feng, who told him that he didn't find a good position to hide? But in the past ten days, he has still successfully promoted from the fourth stage of Wenju to the fifth stage of Wenju, but he is still hiding in Tibet.

And Li Tao was almost angry, scolding the gang of dogs under his hands every day, but just today, there was a sharp-beaked monkey with a dog's legs who had an idea for Li Tao, saying: "Boss, since I can't find Chiyang, but He Feng, who is in his class, has always had news, why don't we catch He Feng first, take him out of the academy, and then spread bad news, I don't believe Chiyang, after hearing this news, will it not appear." ”

Obviously, Li Tao agreed with this attention very much, and ordered on the spot to let all the teams take the lead in looking for He Feng, and Chiyang and they would leave it alone. Now He Feng poured blood mold, usually changing positions once every three days, but now it is a good day, and there is no time to eat and drink Lazar, it is simply miserable.

At this time, it has come to the thirtieth day, Chiyang's fist speed per minute has reached four thousand, and his strength has become three hundred and fifty catties, in a month's time, Chiyang can be promoted to this point, it is not easy, but unfortunately there is still one month left before the final exam, and there are still ten days before the time to compete with Moqi.

These numbers mean that the time of this Chiyang is running out, if you can't break through the pattern expansion realm within these thirty days, the entire special recruitment class will be disbanded and return to your hometown, if you lose to Mo Qi after twenty days, then you will defect from the master and leave the master who is like a father.

All of this made Chiyang dare not have a trace of slackness, every minute and every second was spent in forging and cultivation, sweat came out and dried, dried and dried, back and forth, a layer of biological salt appeared on the body, you can imagine how hard Chiyang worked.

Chiyang can persist until now, in addition to the help of the spirit stone, there is also the help of Yi Chen, invisibly, Yi Chen secretly released that white spiritual power to nourish Chiyang, otherwise Chi Yang would have been tired.

It's a pity that on the forty-ninth day, Chiyang lay on the ground, blocked his eyes that wanted to shed tears with his arm, and said to Yi Chen behind him tremblingly: "Master, I'm really useless, after so many days, I still haven't succeeded, I'm sorry, right." ”

"Shut up, it's a person from the Star Sect, just stand up for me, continue to exercise, until the last moment, you can't give up lightly, even if you lose, you have to smile, lose frankly, as my disciple the next morning, lose, you have to give me the grace to lose, do you hear? ”

The next morning, when he heard Chiyang's words, he was immediately furious, and roared at Chiyang like rolling thunder.

"I hear you, Master. ”

"The voice is too small for me to hear, tell me loudly what I should do as a member of the Star Sect!"

Chiyang was infected by the next morning's words, and replied quietly wiping the tears that wanted to overflow. But the next morning was a little dissatisfied with Chiyang's attitude, as a seven-foot man, he couldn't be so submissive, so he taught him a lesson again.

"You can't give up easily, and you have to lose frankly!"

Chiyang, who wiped his tears, stood up, closed his eyes, and shouted loudly to the sky, his face flushed with it.

In fact, Chiyang's tears and apologies are because the pressure is too great, and now Chiyang's fist speed per second has only reached 6,000 pounds, and his strength is only 400 catties, and there is still a long distance from 10,000 and 500 catties.

And there are eleven days before the final assessment, and his cultivation has only been improved to the fifth stage of the pattern gathering, and I don't know what kind of mentality Ma Lili had before, and they actually took over this resource battle. In the end, it was a complete failure.

"It's good to know, if you show such cowardice next time, then you will no longer be a disciple of my Star Splitting Sect, and we can't afford to lose this person. ”

The next morning walked up to him while teaching Chiyang a lesson, and then looked at the iron pillar that was still the same on the side, revealing a bright smile.

"Boy, I'll tell you one more thing, you've already succeeded. ”

Chiyang lowered his head, he was still waiting for the words of the lesson, who would have thought that he would come to this move the next morning, and then he raised his head suddenly, stared at Yi Chen with wide eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say, practice this iron pillar small, how could it suddenly succeed?"