Monsoon constantly used the power of death to oppress the soul chain, and kept muttering "Let you resist, let you smoke me, so uneducated, so cheating・・・・・・ Okay, it's really unreliable, but if you don't vent, Monsoon will suffocate to death." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Seeing that the soul chain has not resisted much, Monsoon began to refine the soul chain, it doesn't matter if it is not refined, once it is refined, something is wrong, the soul chain has gone through countless years of accumulation, and the soul chain has been collected from a small number of times, although the refining process is very smooth, but after the refining is successful, the soul in the soul chain has also been released, and the huge impact force makes Monsoon can't help but vomit blood.

"Damn, it's too careless, I should have thought of it a long time ago," Ji Feng couldn't help but blame himself.

But so many souls, the benefits are also many, the monsoon has put these old souls into the whirlpool of devouring, and with it, it is the powerful energy that pours into the body, the monsoon hurriedly uses two things, while using the power of death to repair his injuries, and at the same time strengthening his body with the pure soul power that pours into the body.

Just when Monsoon was immersed in endless cultivation, the inheritance space was also slowly expanding, but it was still very slow, Monsoon's body was gradually strengthened, many impurities slowly appeared on his body, the toxins in his body were slowly discharged, the cells became gradually tighter, and the muscles became more acquainted.

Just when Monsoon slowly opened his eyes, he found that there were a lot of stains on his body, and a full eight-pack abs appeared in his abdomen, and his body became lighter, and he couldn't help but be very happy.

"I didn't expect the effect of this enhancement to be much better than last time," Ji Feng thought, "Sure enough, if you have enough soul power, the greater the effect."

"Huh. What's going on" Ji Feng found that he still had a lot of soul power in his body that had not been used up, and it was deposited in his dantian, it seemed that his body could not be further strengthened, why was this?

Just when the monsoon was entangled in this question, the inheritance space gave the answer, due to the limited power of his own god of death, even if it is strengthened, the power of the god of death cannot be provided at all, and the current power of the god of death only needs to be strengthened to the current strength of the body is enough, even if it can be improved, his body cannot adapt to the current power at all, it will only bring harm to himself, there is no benefit.

Knowing his answer, Monsoon suddenly looked at the black dirt on his body, and couldn't help frowning, it was too bad to smell, and he hurriedly wrapped his whole body with the power of death, removed the stains on his body, and then hurriedly flashed out of the space.

"I love bathing, my skin is ・・・・・・ good," Ji Feng sang a song unique to the 21st century in his broken gong voice, but fortunately the house he bought was far away from the residential houses, or it would have scared many people to death.

As for why you want to take a bath, in the words of Monsoon, it means not taking a bath, and your heart is not steady, well, it is purely psychological.

As soon as he finished taking a bath, Monsoon rushed to Ip Man's martial arts hall, and at this time, Ip Man had not yet arrived at the martial arts hall, and Monsoon was blocked by a man as soon as he arrived at the door.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the man asked.

Ji Feng looked at the man in front of him, knowing that this person should be from the martial arts hall, "My name is Ji Feng, I am here to learn Wing Chun, I just defeated Master Ye as a teacher yesterday" Ji Feng said to the man in front of him.

"Oh, you are Monsoon, the master has explained to me, you come in, my name is Xu Li, just call me senior brother" Xu Li introduced.

"Hello senior brother, I don't know when the master will arrive at the martial arts hall" Ji Feng asked Xu Li.

"The master should be there soon, look, the master is here," Xu Li pointed to Ip Man, who was walking slowly behind him.

The two stopped and waited for Ip Man to arrive, "Master, I'm here to learn kung fu," Ji Feng said.

"Come in first, when I finish teaching, I'll teach you the basics of introductory kung fu," Ye Man said, and then, the three of them walked into the inner hall, and the disciples along the way all saluted, their eyes revealing respect, which opened Ji Feng's eyes.

Ip Man Jiao students are very distinctive, after passing on the moves to the disciples, let them exercise by themselves, come over every day, and the disciples will hold hands, judge the loopholes of the moves, and help correct them one by one, which makes Ji Feng can't help but feel admired.

After Ip Man finished teaching Monsoon's senior brothers, he handed Monsoon to a separate martial arts training room, and then taught him some introductory knowledge, but with Monsoon's current brain, how could he not understand these superficial contents, and immediately repeated Ip Man's words, which surprised Ip Man, he didn't expect Monsoon's memory to be so good.

Later, Ip Man directly taught Monsoon Wing Chun's power skills and moves, which caused a problem, Monsoon's strength was too great, almost a dozen people's strength, but the local technical movements were plausible, not at all, but Ip Man was really surprised after finding the problem, and he picked up the treasure.

Monsoon is a treasure to be explored, and the body has endless potential, so he immediately stopped teaching and let Monsoon sit on the side.

"Monsoon, starting tomorrow, you will come to the rooftop of my house, and I will teach you personally," Ip Man said.

"Yes, master" Ji Feng began a long three-month training, every day under Ip Man's supervision, the practitioner punched and punched, his original wooden stake, was also replaced by Ip Man with iron, the degree of progress even Ip Man was amazed, gradually, the fist marks on the wooden stake were less, and Monsoon also knew that his control had also improved.

However, Monsoon's strength has not fallen, he was able to play ninety percent of himself before, but now he can play twelve percent, and the iron human pile can punch hard to make a deep fist mark.

"Xiaofeng, come here" Ye Man called, and Monsoon quickly ran over.

"What's the matter, master," Monsoon asked.

"Xiaofeng, you don't have to come here in the future, I don't have anything to teach you now, the rest depends on your future experience and accumulation, don't come here in the future" Ye Man said.

"So where am I going?" asked Monsoon.

"With your strength, it doesn't matter if you go to the martial arts hall or not, if you can control your strength one step further and reach a state of sending and receiving freely, you can learn from ordinary people and increase your experience, but this step has to be done by yourself, I have no way to teach you" Ye Man finished speaking, slowly went downstairs and disappeared into the stairs.

And since then, Monsoon has started his own life of chivalry, while fighting bad guys everywhere at night, while accumulating experience, part of the money scavenged was sent to the poor, and part of it was exchanged for gold by Monsoon, and put it in his own space, and he also had a nickname Night Knight, until one day Monsoon heard a news and stopped his activities.

"Ip Man's son was arrested, and it's in a factory not far away" Ji Feng heard the news and knew, and it had been a few days since Ip Mansan's plot began.

"The Night Warrior is going out during the day," Monsoon jumped up and disappeared into the air.