The empty room is white.

It seems strange but not illusory, it is the embodiment of the spiritual will of the human body to grow to a certain stage.

Pang Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and the pair of eyes that opened were full of light and restraint.

At the same time, the physical body nourishes the spirit, and Pang Yuan only feels that his mind is as quick as electricity, extremely smart, and his flesh and blood are lively.

Pang Yuan stood up and slowly stretched his muscles.

Stretching his muscles and knotting his arms, his thick fingers clasped together, his blood surging like a river, he only felt that his body was filled with an explosive terrifying power at this moment.

Pang Yuan's black hair is scattered, his bronzed strong body is tall and majestic like a mountain, and a layer of warm and jade-like brilliance faintly emerges on the surface of his strong skin.

This is a formidable treasure body.

Outside the slightly gloomy corridor, there was no voice, it was empty, and it was extremely quiet.

However, as the treasure body was first formed, Pang Yuan's perception of his facial features was also greatly strengthened.

With just a slight perception, he could clearly hear the steady breathing of the two guards a dozen feet away, and the footsteps gradually departing in the distance.

Pang Yuan turned around and faced the blue-gray stone wall beside him.

In front of me, the thick and rough stone wall stands, made of solid stone, extremely strong, dark in color, full of a sense of time.

Pang Yuan's face was flat, he couldn't see any emotion, his strong body was straight, facing the thick gray stone wall.

A finger quietly reached out and pressed lightly against the surface of the hard stone wall.

The next moment.

Silent.

Pang Yuan's finger sank into the stone wall without hindrance. It seems that instead of a hard boulder, a piece of soft tofu is inserted, which is easy and freehand.

This ordinary scene represents a terrifying strength behind it.

Pang Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and while he was happy in his heart, he was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that after the three attributes broke through, the strength of his physical body increased beyond imagination.

Reaching forward again, this time Pang Yuan stretched out not just one finger, but the entire right hand.

The five fingers sank deep into the stone wall, and the bronze tough palm flipped over, digging out a large ball of solid stone.

The thick fingers just twisted a few times at will, and when the palms were closed, the hard and cold bluestone was ground to pieces, and a large amount of fine stone powder was sprinkled from the cracks.

It's terrifying.

In the wide cell, it was very quiet, staring at his palm, Pang Yuan also felt a little inexplicable emotion in his heart.

At this point in his cultivation, in less than a year, his physique has already possessed the unfathomable power of invulnerability and gravel like powder.

Who would have thought.

Not so long ago, he was just a sturdy young man who hunted the outskirts of the mountains and forests to support his family, and a random beast would make him feel like a great enemy.

Pang Yuan stood quietly in the dark cell, silent, carefully experiencing the changes and subtleties of his physical body after this ascension.

He vaguely felt that his body still had hidden effects, and he didn't realize it.

After a while, Pang Yuan's mind moved, his incomparably thick qi and blood surged, and his strong physique was vigorous.

The two qi senses in the body have not changed, and a layer of sharp and invisible qi about half a foot thick will come out of the body, and the surrounding dust will rise spontaneously.

"Gang Qi is self-sufficient?"

"This is the innate realm of the flesh!"

Pang Yuan was a little surprised and puzzled at first, his brows furrowed, and then he stretched out.

His mind raced, and this situation instantly reminded him of the conversation he had with the leader of the men in black, Kang Baidong.

The essence of the martial arts cultivation path lies in the three levels of heart, qi and body!

Pang Yuan still clearly remembers Kang Baidong's solemn expression at that time, which was his awe of the essence of martial arts.

Martial artists, there is also another way of saying it, call it martial arts innate!

And according to the leader of the black-clothed man, Kang Baidong, in order to achieve a martial artist, the two levels of heart and qi are particularly important.

The most fundamental thing is to forge an indestructible will to martial arts, and to pursue the most essential belief in practicing martial arts itself, which is called "seeking the original heart".

Secondly, it requires the martial arts practitioner's qi to be complete, and the majestic internal qi is accumulated to the peak, and the heart controls the qi, penetrates the heaven and earth, and achieves the martial arts innate in one leap!

As for the final body pass, Kang Baidong was secretive and looked solemn.

"One of the major cultivators is very rare in the world today, and I haven't seen it for a long time. ”

He didn't dig deeper, only vaguely mentioned that this was a recognized "waste road".

In the past, there were many big people who tried and caused a huge turmoil, and finally had to give up, which was a bloody time that was hidden.

"It's hard and difficult!"

Kang Baidong's words changed, his tone was emotional, and there was a bit of fascination between the words.

"However, if you have great perseverance, strengthen your body, polish your acupoints, and achieve success in one of your bodies, you can achieve the innate nature of your physical body!"

The physical body is congenital, the body is strong and not bad, and the innate qi is self-generated between thoughts, and you can attack the martial artist with your bare hands!

Pang Yuan knew in his heart, and his anger was self-generated, and it seemed that his realm had now entered the innate body of the flesh, and his combat power alone was comparable to that of a martial artist.

Looking at the invisible qi that diffused the entire body surface, it was half a foot thick, and compared to the quiet flow of qi in the body, there was a sense of sharpness and sharpness.

Pang Yuan couldn't help but think of the mysterious old man who almost seriously injured and dyed of him at the beginning.

Its sense of qi is extremely majestic, a foot-thick invisible qi protective body, and when it strikes, the fiery energy is like a lava explosion, thinking that it is the innate realm of martial arts.

No wonder he was far from being an opponent in the first place.

As soon as he thought of this, the cold meaning in Pang Yuan's eyes flashed uncontrollably.

This "kindness", if we meet again, will inevitably be doubled back!

Pang Yuan's eyes were sharp, his qi and blood were surging and roaring, and the qi layer on his body surface was also instantly erected, and then slowly dissipated.

With a long breath of turbidity, Pang Yuan calmed down for a while, and then he concentrated and looked at the body data after this strength improvement with interest.

Pang Yuan

Strength 11(1)

Speed 11(1)

Constitution 11(1)

Note: The data is based on the natural physical fitness of ordinary adult men in this world.

Among the mysterious red dots as small as mustard seeds, the situation is a bit special.

This breakthrough in strength, the three attributes of strength, speed and physique were actually increased to 11 points, arranged out, and looked very neat.

The physical data above is well-developed.

Pang Yuan subconsciously touched his chin, a little playful, if some people with strange quirks saw this kind of neat data, they would definitely feel extremely pleasing to the eye.

Silence soon fell in the cell.

However, the impact of this incident in the Colosseum has not ended, and due to its bad nature, it has also caused a lot of turmoil.

And Mr. Wei, who was in charge of the prison, was responsible for finishing up and suppressing the matter, and he also received reproaches from the black prison.

This made Manager Wei dissatisfied with Pang Yuan.

Although he didn't say anything explicitly, after that, not only did the number of times he enter the Colosseum be reduced, but even the supply of auxiliary potions and the blood and bones of the alien beast was reduced by more than half as a punishment.

The relationship between the two is getting colder and colder.

On the other hand, Cold, who came from the Western Empire, was not idle, and joined Wanyan Moro on the surface, and he was dotted up and down, and it became more and more convenient for him to move in the black prison.

Time flies, and it has been more than half a month.

In the afternoon.

Outside the corridor, it was extremely quiet, not far away the jailers patrolled, and the black-clothed guards were expressionless and heavily guarded.

In the spacious and simple cell, a majestic figure sits upright, motionless, pulling out a long shadow.

Pang Yuan silently carried the qi and blood, polished the acupoints, and in the thick meridians, the two qi senses moved forward smoothly and quickly, much thicker than before the breakthrough.

Suddenly, Pang Yuan's eyelids trembled, and a slight footstep was getting closer and closer, slightly different from the footsteps of other jailers, as if he was a little apprehensive.

By the time he opened his eyes, a slave prisoner who called himself Celder had opened the door of his cell, holding a wooden plate and a bowl of animal blood on it, and had brought it in place of the previous jailer.

Pang Yuan looked at the pale young man who looked at him carefully, and felt that his face was vaguely familiar, although it was a little strange, he didn't think much about it.

The pale young slave had a calm and respectful expression on his face, and he kept to himself, without any superfluous movements.

Pang Yuan keenly noticed the excitement and more hesitation hidden in his eyes.

Thinking in his heart, Pang Yuan picked up the large bowl of beast blood with a warm and fishy smell, swaying slightly, and the surface of the viscous dark red liquid also trembled.

At this time, an old jailer came over to inspect as usual, stared at the young prisoner who was standing in a daze, and scolded a few words in a stern tone.

"Be quick with your hands and feet, pack up the wooden tray in a moment, exit and take care to lock the cell, and return the key immediately. ”

"Don't think about things you shouldn't. ”

At this point, the old jailer's words were mostly warnings, and the young prisoner named Cord immediately nodded in response with a somewhat flattering smile.

The old jailer on patrol nodded with satisfaction and left.

Pang Yuan ignored the conversation between the two, picked up the big bowl, closed his eyes slightly and sniffed the familiar bloody smell like rust, and then drank the warm beast blood.

Sitting cross-legged, Pang Yuan quietly ran a trickle of qi, absorbing the hidden bloodline energy in the blood of the beast's essence, slowly refining it with the ancient method, and strengthening the qi and blood.

At this time, there was no trivial sound in the cell of the jailer cleaning up the dishes and bowls, and there was no other sound, only the breathing of two people.

One is slow and long, and the other is hurried and apprehensive.

One of them was breathing more rapidly and irregularly.

The next moment.

A deliberately suppressed, extremely slight voice came from Pang Yuan's ears, almost undetectable.

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