Chapter 182: Playing with You, Raising Your Hand (Four Watches)

"What's the show?"

Jiang Baobao frowned, and turned to chatter and sneer.

He was worried that he couldn't find an excuse to let out this evil breath, since Ling Feng took the initiative to send him to death, he was in the arms of Jiang Baobao.

With Ling Feng's humble strength, no matter how strong his physical body is, it is absolutely impossible to be stronger than himself.

Therefore, Ling Feng was destined to lose ugly.

"Wait for whoever fails first, get out of the pressure room, see the senior sister of the first heavenly class, hit the chest or hug the waist, take your pick. ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Of course, I will do the same if I lose." ”

"Ling Feng, you should be ready to be beaten into a pig's head by the senior sister of the Heavenly Rank Class. ”

Jiang Baobao's nostrils were facing the sky, and he looked like he was winning.

On the second floor of the cultivation room, the people who came in and out were basically the senior sisters of the Heaven Rank class, and their strength had reached the Juyuan Realm at the lowest.

Not only Ling Feng, but even Jiang Baobao, whose strength was at the ninth layer of the Metamorphosis Realm, was far from being the opponent of the senior sister of the Juyuan Realm.

It can be expected that no matter which side loses, the ending will be very miserable, and at the very least, it will be beaten by that angry Tianjie senior sister who doesn't even know her parents.

If you are a little unlucky, it is possible to be beaten half-naked when you encounter the followers of the Heavenly Rank Class Senior Sister who were taken advantage of.

Seeing Ling Feng come up with such a dirty idea, Rourou secretly said to herself, 'Dogs can't change eating', and she was disdainful.

Although she spurned Ling Feng very much, she was actually curious in her heart at this moment.

Ling Feng is a nasty person who lies like eating, and Jiang Baobao is also a womanizer who messes with flowers. The two of them are half a pound and eight taels, and they can't get any better.

No matter Ling Feng and Jiang Baobao, whoever loses wins. For Rourou, it's all very happy to see.

She is ready to see how Ling Feng will end, maybe Jiang Baobao will lose and lose.

At least the two of them are embarrassed, which can make the anger in her heart a little less.

"I'm going to enter the five-fold practice room to cultivate, and if you have the ability, you can also come in. ”

Ling Feng glanced at Jiang Baobao lightly, and directly opened the door of the five-fold pressure room. stepped in.

"Five, is this your limit? haha. Today, I'll let you kid understand what it means to be an ant shaking the sky. ”

Jiang Baobao laughed out loud and followed.

At the sixth layer of the Mortal Realm, the strength of the physical body of an ordinary martial artist is roughly about 35,000 catties, in Jiang Baobao's eyes. Ling Feng can withstand five times the weight of the pressure chamber, that is, 50,000 catties of heavy pressure, which is already very good.

But if you want to win yourself, it's not enough.

The space inside the five-fold pressure chamber was about the same size as an ordinary chamber, and the two of them stood in it without crowding at all.

Rourou's strength was not high, so she didn't follow up, standing at the door, waiting for one of the two to be the first to withstand the pressure of the heavy pressure room, and roll out like a dog.

Rourou made up her mind. When the time comes, I will definitely step on a few hard feet.

Ling Feng took out a few Yuan Beads and threw them into the pitch-black hole. As he landed, the pressure in the entire chamber increased gradually.

The pressure increased, and the movements of the two naturally became difficult.

Because the baby has reached the ninth layer of the mortal realm, the physical body can withstand about 150,000 catties, and the weight of only 50,000 catties will naturally withstand it.

His face was full of lightness. Hands clasped together, nothing happened.

The corner of his gaze swept slightly. found that Ling Feng was the same as himself, he did not appear out of breath and sweating due to the heavy pressure.

Just when he was surprised in his heart, Ling Feng actually stood up, used both fists and kicks, and started a set of punches.

The fist wind was excited, and the heart was shaken.

This set of boxing techniques was performed by Ling Feng like flowing water, and it was completed in one go.

Until the energy in the five-fold pressure chamber was completely consumed, Ling Feng shook his head with a calm expression and sighed, "The pressure is too light, it's really boring." ”

In the secret room with five times the pressure, it was still many grades worse than the experience in the sea of suffering, and it was impossible to make the condensation bleeding line in Ling Feng's body at all.

Ling Feng opened the door and walked out of the five-fold pressure chamber, then came to the door of the tenfold heavy-pressure chamber and opened it.

At this moment, Jiang Baobao's teasing voice sounded.

"Ling Feng, don't think that if your physical body is slightly stronger than others, you can withstand ten times the pressure. ”

Jiang Baobao said: "Ten times the pressure, that is, 100,000 catties of huge power, don't say it's you, even ordinary eighth-layer martial artists in the Mortal Realm can't bear it, if you don't want to die, just admit defeat obediently." ”

"If I die, will it not be as you will?"

Ling Feng glanced at Jiang Baobao lightly and walked in.

"Hmph, when death is on the verge of death, I still don't know it. ”

Jiang Baobao also followed in.

Ten times the weight of the room, with his current strength, he can still withstand it.

Ling Feng drew a scoop on the gourd, and once again threw a few yuan beads into the hole in the wall of the tenfold pressure chamber.

On boarding, the pressure in the tenfold pressure chamber gradually increases.

This feeling is like carrying 100,000 catties of things on his body all the time, of course he can bear it in a short time, if the time is a little longer, even if Jiang Baobao is a martial artist of the ninth layer of the mortal realm, he will be crushed.

Because the bearing capacity of the bones in a person's body is limited, it is like a rope, hanging hundreds of pounds of things, and after a long time, the rope will be pulled by gravity.

When the pressure in the tenfold pressure room increased to 100,000 catties, Jiang Baobao did it cross-legged very well, adjusted his luck, adjusted his spirit to the best state, and tried to keep himself in it for a little longer.

What he didn't expect was that Ling Feng, a martial artist who had cultivated to the sixth layer of the Mortal Realm, turned out to be just like himself, under the pressure of a hundred thousand jin of huge force, the skin on his body did not burst open, turning into a puddle of flesh, and he behaved more easily than himself.

"How is this possible?"

Jiang Baobao looked incredulous.

100,000 catties of huge strength, not ten catties, how can Ling Feng still look relaxed?

Suddenly, his voice was surprised, his eyes burst out, and his jaw was about to drop to the ground in shock.

Because he felt a scene that he would never believe in his life.

I saw Ling Feng stand up with a calm expression and start boxing again.

This time, under the pressure of terror, the punching was extremely slow, just like an old man playing Tai Chi.

As Ling Feng demonstrated one mysterious posture after another, a trace of pale red qi and blood gushed out from his skin, getting thicker and thicker, and finally formed a red halo, enveloping Ling Feng's entire person.

At the same time, the blood that had cooled down in Ling Feng's body boiled again. The frenzied surge, the faster the speed became, and finally coagulated, dense, forming a blood line.

With the increase of this blood line, the aura of his whole person became more vigorous, and the strength of his physical body increased by thousands of catties again.

After Ling Feng condensed the ninety-sixth blood line, the tenfold pressure chamber could no longer force out the last trace of potential in his body, so he shook his head, sighed and pushed the door open, and walked out of the door. (