Chapter Ninety-Three: One Year of Practice. (below)

The weight of six thousand catties is like a mountain pressing on oneself with a martial artist in the realm of an ordinary martial artist, and it is already great luck not to be crushed to death, not to mention walking around on his back. But Mu Chen did it, although his movement was very slow, but it was very steady, step by step, sweat continued to flow down his cheeks, but Mu Chen's expression was still firm, even if the walking speed was getting slower and slower, it was so slow that it was almost a few breaths before he could take a step He didn't give up walking forward, his breathing became more and more rapid, even his heartbeat could be transmitted to the outside world through his chest, Mu Chen didn't snort, he knew that the exercise of strength lies in breaking through the limit again and again, and the most important thing to break through the limit is perseverance and tenacious will！

"Is the consciousness gradually blurred? No! It's not enough! I can continue! I can still persevere!" again and again hinted in his heart, Mu Chen's body had completely lost control, and he was walking forward mechanically, and all he could maintain was the clarity of his will.

Finally, when Mu Chen's last trace of will was about to collapse, a warm current instantly filled his body, at this time, Mu Chen's body was like a long-drought field, frantically absorbing the warmth that gushed out, he succeeded, and successfully broke through his limit for the first time!

"Hehe, huhu..."Feeling the strength he had improved due to the breakthrough, Mu Chen smiled stupidly, he knew that this was just the beginning of his training, and the training in the future would be even more difficult, and the limits of human beings were not so easy to break through.

"Bang!"

Finally, after breaking through his limit for the first time, Mu Chen's last willpower was completely relaxed, just like a string that had been tightening, suddenly released, and the whole person would be tired.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Soon, the sound of snoring filled the Ice Palace...

Mu Chen has faced such boring days many times, he gradually got used to and even liked this kind of life, hard work is not a bad thing, time is in a hurry, four months of time passed quickly, and Mu Chen can finally control the black giant box of eight thousand catties.

In the bright Xuanbing Palace, a white figure kept jumping and flashing, and under his feet, two orange martial rings that were like substance showed the results of Mu Chen's efforts during this time.

Feeling his ever-expanding strength, Mu Chen's expression did not change much, half a year of silent training has completely honed his temperament, it can be said that his temperament has now completely surpassed his peers.

"The preliminary preparations are almost complete, and now we should enter the cold pool. As soon as he thought of this, Mu Chen spun his body, and the black giant box weighing eight thousand catties was grabbed by Mu Chen like an ordinary box, and he suddenly pulled it out.

"Boom!"

The giant box smashed straight to the ground, splashing a large piece of broken ice fragments, opening the lid of the box, Mu Chen gently twitched, a huge fan that was extremely black was dragged out, his left hand held the fan ring tightly, Mu Chen took a look at the giant fan, and with the flexible movement of his fingers, the giant fan brush was opened, and the huge fan covered a huge range.

"Xuanyu Fan, I can finally use you reluctantly, and next, I will practice the combination of the Nine Stacked Waves in the cold pool to the beginning. ”

After that, Mu Chen turned around and took off all his clothes, and jumped into the cold pool with a bang, the eight thousand catties of Xuanyu fan directly made Mu Chen sink to the bottom of the pool, and the cold cold pool water invaded Mu Chen's body, but at this moment, Mu Chen's lower abdomen suddenly burst out with an ice blue light, and after the light flashed, the cold in Mu Chen's body was completely dispelled.

"Polar Ice Dantian. After muttering, the giant fan in Mu Chen's hand quickly slashed, and the pool water was instantly split into two halves, and with a movement of his mind, Mu Chen doubled the density of the cold pool water, and sure enough, just double the gravity made Mu Chen feel suffocated in his chest, but Mu Chen did not reduce the density, but held the fan in one hand and was quietly suspended in the water... He's adapting.

The nine styles of the waves that kept coming to mind that day of the nine-colored figure dancing, every move, every style, the movement of every part of the body, and the grasp of Yuan Li were all deeply engraved in Mu Chen's mind, closing his eyes, Mu Chen suddenly felt that the surroundings were empty, at this moment, everything around him had disappeared, and only himself was replaced, only the Xuanyu fan.

The nine-colored figure in his mind slowly raised the arm holding the fan, and in the outside world, Mu Chen also slowly raised the arm holding the fan. As if synchronized, Mu Chen's body danced with the nine-colored figure, the Xuanyu Fan continued to pick and slash in his hand, and the pool water around the opening and closing room was surging everywhere, but Mu Chen didn't seem to have any feelings, and still danced the Xuanyu Fan quickly, and the eight thousand catties of Xuanyu Fan seemed to be nothing in Mu Chen's hands.

Mu Chen himself didn't know that the current state was a mysterious realm that was extremely difficult for a martial artist to encounter, synchronization! Synchronization is to link one person's will with another person's will, so that it can quickly learn or imitate another person's movements and moves, and Mu Chen entered this mysterious realm unconsciously.

Slowly, around Mu Chen, the originally calm cold pool water suddenly formed a giant waterspout with a diameter of five or six meters, this waterspout rolled the cold pool water into the air, and splashed a large amount of water after hitting the ice roof wall at the top of the palace, looking from a distance, it looked like a fountain.

The waving of the Xuanyu Fan continued, and time continued to pass in Mu Chen's boring and difficult cultivation, with the increase in the density of the water in the pool day by day, now from the outside world, the water in the entire cold pool had turned into a pool of viscous paste-like liquid, but even so, the waterspout in the center of the pool of water had not disappeared.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the waterspout in the center of the pool slammed down, as if there was no power source, and at the moment when the pool fell, a slender figure slowly emerged from the water under the washing of the pool, "It's been almost a year." ”