Chapter Eighty-Six: The Beast

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Jian practiced the twenty-six forms of foundation building, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and asked, "How is it?"

Wu Mian already understood the reason for the stagnation of the opponent's qi and blood, mainly because the opponent's foundation building twenty-six forms only had its own type, and the refining power was limited, and it could not penetrate into the flesh and bones.

"You watch me cultivate first!" Wu Mian walked to the middle of the field, took a deep breath, and with the sinking of his footsteps, a strong force of qi and blood emanated from Wu Mian's body.

Yang Jian only felt that his qi and blood were stagnant, and his chest was as if he was pressed against a stone, and he felt faintly out of breath, until he retreated a few meters away, and the unknown sense of oppression weakened......

"This ......" Yang Jian was almost dumbfounded.

He has come into contact with a lot of martial disciples and martial artists, and he knows that this is from the oppression of qi and blood, but Wu Mian has just become a martial apprentice for a long time, how can he have such a powerful power of qi and blood!?

According to his guess, Wu Mian's qi and blood were at least at the level of an intermediate martial artist, maybe more than that.

Just when he was shocked in his heart, he suddenly felt that Wu Mian looked at him sharply, and Yang Jian seemed to be locked by a fierce beast, and he had goosebumps all over his body.

Wu Mian demonstrated not to pretend to be forced, but to point out the other party.

Yang Jian immediately reacted and began to observe carefully.

It seems that the difference between the twenty-six styles of foundation building demonstrated by Wu Mian is not very big, and he only makes a little adjustment in a subtle place, but just a little change has increased his consumption more than doubled.

Yang Jian could feel the other party's qi and blood rising from a distance, his body temperature rose rapidly, and the whole person was like a burning flame, smelting his own body.

After cultivating again, Wu Mian was also sweating profusely and panting, and in comparison, the physical strength consumed was much more.

At this moment, Yang Jian fell silent.

In the hands of the other party, the 26 styles of Zhuji seem to have evolved into a kind of physical instinct, everything seems so smooth and natural, and between one move and one style, there is also a certain indescribable charm in it......

He could be sure that Wu Mian's twenty-six forms of foundation building were very good, better than ordinary martial artists, and even the martial artists who had taught him, but as for what was good, he couldn't say.

“...... Your foundation building 26 style is only in the outer door, you have not entered the inner door, you have not controlled the force point of your body, you have to think about integrating the foundation building 26 style into yourself, not you to adapt to the foundation building 26 style......"

Looking at his bewildered expression, Wu Mian didn't bother to say, "You stand on the moon step pile first......

At this moment, Yang Jian felt that he had met a master this time, and hurriedly stood up on the moon step pile.

While speaking, Wu Mian directly began to get started, pressing his fingers on Yang Jian's waist, legs, back and shoulders and other parts, and with the blessing of the sword sense, Wu Mian was able to accurately control the power point on the other party's body, and then punch the force into it.

Yang Jian only felt that when he was lightly pressed by Wu Mian, the muscles in that part were directly paralyzed, and there was a faint tingling sensation on his skin, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"Variant!" Yang Jianjian immediately changed his moves, and immediately felt a stream of heat from his abdomen, running along the trajectory pressed down by Wu Mian, and his body suddenly felt a kind of tingling like an electric shock, and he quickly heated up.

Well!?

In the past, when he activated the power of qi and blood, he could only stimulate and stimulate the epithelium, but now he could feel that the power of his qi and blood was refining flesh and blood, even in the muscles and bones, through some special node.

Just when Yang Jian was shocked, he saw Wu Mian pressing several different parts......

Next, every time Yang Jian changed his move, Wu Mian would press him a few times, and then let the other party's qi and blood power enter from the outside in, and begin to temper his flesh and blood, muscles and bones.

Poof!

Yang Jian sat on the ground, sweating and panting.

With one time of cultivation, it is even more tiring than the previous practice of seven or eight times, but the effect of refining is obvious.

At this moment, he could feel a stream of heat flowing through his body.

With the help of this evolution, Wu Mian also has a feeling that he has benefited a lot, at least allowing him to have a further understanding of the control of the human body's force point.

"Okay, then you can practice by yourself, if you don't understand anything, you can go to the school and ask me!"

After speaking, Wu Mian refused the other party's hospitality and thanked him, and walked out of the practice room......

School ends at about five o'clock, but when I get home, it's already half past six.

Fortunately, he had already called home just now, and since Wu Mian became a martial apprentice, they were also much more relieved about Wu Mian.

Back in the room, Wu Mian took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

The broken screen a few days ago has been repaired, although it is still within the shelf life, it still cost Wu Mian two hundred oceans, originally Wu Mian wanted to find Zhou Hui and them for reimbursement, after all, if it weren't for the assessment, his mobile phone screen would not be broken.

But Wu Mian didn't do it, it's just two hundred yuan, don't want it.

Several days have passed, and not a single task has been received, and Wu Mian is almost doubting whether Zhou Hui has forgotten about herself.

Just after a few days of peaceful campus life, Wu Mian's restless heart began to move, and there was an unknown impulse to do things in the depths of his body and mind.

Wu Mian shook his head, looked at the battery level of the mobile phone, and found the charger to charge.

Looking at the charging mark displayed on the phone, Wu Mian put down the phone and looked at his skill card.

After these few days, Wu Mian's qi and blood finally increased to 190, officially reaching the standard of a high-level martial artist.

Compared with before, this speed naturally cannot be compared, mainly because his current body has reached saturation, even if he has life energy like aura, the effect is weakened a lot.

But

Compared to others, Wu Mian's cultivation speed was already several times that of ordinary people.

Under normal circumstances, when the qi and blood reach about 180 shells, the difficulty of improvement is greatly increased, and it can be improved by 1 shell in ten days and half a month, which is already considered a fast flight.

Wu Mian can take one shell a day, in addition to the aura precipitated in his body, mainly because the star rune has helped him break the bottleneck, and then he can improve it, it is naturally much easier.

However, after reaching the level of high-level martial apprentice, Wu Mian could feel that his cultivation speed was slowing down at a visible speed......

This is a little unbearable for Wu Mian, who is used to advancing by leaps and bounds.

He couldn't wait to reach the 200 shell standard of a warrior right now......

"Why don't you try using the Star Rune?!"

Wu Mian was a little nervous, he wanted to do it a few days ago, but he was worried that his body would not be able to hold on, so he waited until now.

"My current body, if I forcibly improve my qi and blood and break the bottleneck, should be able to hold it!?"