The thin long-sleeved martial arts uniform trembled in the almost frozen air, as if it also felt extremely cold. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is where the Arctic Ocean meets the Potter Sea: Inukat Island.

There is no cold wind here, there are no stormy waves here, only emptiness, loneliness, and coldness here.

Fang Cheng gritted his teeth, he felt the cold of his body from the outside to the inside, constantly invading his body, and he could hardly stop it.

You can only rely on sufficient qi and blood, tense muscles, and continuous martial arts training to obtain calories.

But this heat was insignificant, and under the influence of the assimilation of the whole environment, the heat continued to evaporate, and he felt a little tired.

It was the second day that Fang Cheng came to Inukat Island.

On the first day, he lasted only four hours before he had to return to the stone house.

The next day, he had already lasted for five hours, but he really couldn't stand it, this boundless cold, there was no end.

What's even more unsatisfying is:

As far as the eye can see, icebergs and the sea dominate the entire view.

The iceberg that has not melted for a hundred years, the motionless sea, standing quietly, Fang Cheng felt a little desperate, he was really going crazy.

It's as if this is a dead world, and only you are alive.

This is the power of nature, Fang Cheng took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, and before the gas landed, it turned into ice mist visible to the naked eye.

There were even a few ice crystals glittering in it.

"It's time to go back. ”

Fang Cheng glanced around, this world that hadn't changed at all, if it weren't for the fact that the attribute symbol under his vision was still there, he almost thought he was dead.

He slowly walked back to the stone house, step by step.

Three hundred meters away on the east side of this clearing, the stone house is surrounded by layers of heavy stones, the walls of which are painted with a thick layer of cement, and the inside is a layer of warm red bricks.

Even so, the temperature inside the house ranged from minus three to six degrees.

This temperature is already very warm for Fang Cheng, as for heating, hot water or something, it is impossible to exist at all.

Fang Cheng somewhat understood his master's painstaking efforts, for a martial artist, what was really difficult and terrifying was never to defeat the enemy and kill the strong, but:

Face nature.

This is not a rebellion, but a fearless spirit that is independent in the wind and blooms in the rainstorm.

This is not a struggle, but a great courage to persevere in despair and find in loss.

He understands something, but understanding never means that he can do it.

Tired.

I want to close my eyes...... Get a good night's sleep.

Fang Cheng dragged his heavy steps towards the stone house, pushed open the two doors, and then walked into the house.

The room was empty, with only two iron shelves on which two layers of solid wood planks and cotton bedding were placed.

On the south side of the house, there is a one-meter-long window with five layers of glass, and the faint sunlight shines through the window, and under the distortion of the glass, it almost does not contain the heat of the sun.

Old man Lu was sitting on a bed, wrapped in a quilt, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Seeing Fang Cheng walk in, Old Man Lu opened his eyes and flashed a glimmer of light: "Five hours?"

Fang Cheng nodded: "En." ”

It's not that he disrespects Master, it's just ...... Too tired and tired.

Old man Lu smiled faintly: "Sleep." ”

In this cold, the sleep time was also extended, and Fang Cheng, who had enough sleep for eight hours, could sleep thirteen hours here.

"Good. ”

Fang Cheng didn't even take off his clothes, he went directly into the quilt, his body trembled slightly, and soon his strong physique warmed the cold futon slightly.

In just over two minutes, he fell into a deep sleep.

Old Man Lu's gaze fell on Fang Cheng, as if he was pondering something.

After a while, seeing that Fang Cheng had fallen into a deep sleep, Old Man Lu slowly got out of bed and walked to a broken wooden box in the corner of the stone house.

"Bang. ”

The wooden box opened softly, and a small sound sounded.

I saw that inside the wooden box was a high-tech equipment that looked like a bathtub.

The corner of Old Man Lu's mouth crossed a smile, this is the martial arts body cultivator he specially prepared for this special training, just press the button, the bathtub will automatically heat, and release the special medicine that remains.

Medicated bath!

Even in today's thriving technology, this device is considered to be the top technology.

Many warriors don't want to say buying, they have never heard of it, because martial arts body cultivators are not commodities, just like satellites.

Valuable, but not available for purchase.

Even if you have the funds and the strength, you can only get the right to use it.

Old man Lu squinted his eyes, and clicked his fingers on the body protector a few times, only to see a number flashing on the black and white screen at the end of the body conditioner:

3！

Can be used three times...... Old man Lu nodded, and carefully checked it again before calming down and returning to bed.

The room temperature is minus 30 degrees Celsius, so cold will inevitably cause damage to the muscle fibers of Fang Cheng's body, and even frostbite, and the martial arts body is a necessary thing.

If you don't have a body conditioner, even if you persist, you will be left with a stubborn disease and die early.

Otherwise, this kind of cold training method has great results and great gains, why don't martial artists come here to seek martial arts?

It's not that they don't dare, it's not that they don't want to, it's that they can't afford it.

............

The third day of coming to Inukat Island.

Fang Cheng got up at eight o'clock, sat quietly for an hour, and then walked out,

In today's body, Zama step is of little significance, and there are many ways to keep the lower plate stable...... For example, standing still on the island for an hour.

"Whoosh. ”

Fang Cheng's body erupted with the strength of a wild beast, and his strength flowed through his body, starting the third day of martial arts training.

Master's plan is to practice martial arts for eight hours a day.

Fang Cheng secretly thought in his heart, but the movements of his hands and feet did not stop.

There was no wind, no creatures, and the entire world of Inukat Island seemed to have died, as if it had been abandoned by the world, and only Fang Cheng himself was constantly punching and throwing his legs.

Three hours passed......

Fang Cheng's heart was almost collapsing, he had an urge to cry, the whole world was only left alive, a hopeless, lifeless emotion brewed in his heart.

Five hours passed.

If there are immortals, if there are Buddhas, help me......

Fang Cheng muttered, the vision in front of him gradually darkened, and a blurry dark darkness slowly devoured the vision.

The most terrifying thing here is not the cold, but the immovable, empty and dead environment, the terrifying side of nature, oppression to Fang Cheng.

"Whew, whew. ”

Fang Cheng gasped, his head was cloudy, the thought of going back to the house was frozen, he was so dazzled that he forgot to leave!

Bang bang!

The sound of fists and feet sounded, and it gradually became weak.

A feeling of cold and dead silence surrounded Fang Cheng, and his eyes slowly closed...... The movement stops slowly......

Fang Cheng's left fist was still in a downward posture, his right fist was shrunk around his waist, his feet were straddled, and he was standing here stiff and sluggish.

Motionless.

Fang Cheng barely maintained a trace of clarity, he understood that he had to come to his senses!

Master is still in the house, the window is facing south, and I'm on the west side...... Even if Master rushes over...... Fang Cheng's only trace of clarity slowly dissipated, and he gradually fainted with unwillingness and despair.

At this moment, the old man Lu, who was watching at the door of the stone house, narrowed his eyes and rushed over with a bang.

Nearly 300 meters away, he stepped over with only two feet! And his face was not red or panting, and the wind was light!

Terrifying!

If Fang Cheng still reacted, he would be shocked and speechless, surpassing 100 meters per second, is this still a person?

Old Man Lu stared at Fang Cheng tightly, his body flowing with pale white light, and he actually wrapped Fang Cheng slowly!