Time, always in the blink of an eye, slips out from under your nose, and in the blink of an eye, it's the middle of August. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the Xiangwu Boxing Gym, Luo Heng slammed his fist on the old and ancient force measuring machine, and in a tooth-sore sound of parts shaking, the numbers of the counter froze.

Eight hundred and twenty-five!

He grinned, a smile appeared on his handsome cheeks, since all the cultivation acceleration elixirs were replaced with the best quality body refining primary elixirs a week ago, his progress was simply advancing at a speed of a thousand miles a day.

Of course, his harsh requirements for himself are indispensable, and as for Qin Lei on the side, he has long been numb...... It's numb!

When he learned that Luo Heng's resources spent on cultivation in one day were worth more than two million credits, how else could he react?

This is simply relying on money in the realm of heaping! And Luo Heng really piled himself up, in just over a month, from the realm of barely getting started with body refining, to now refining body Xiaocheng, as long as he takes a step forward, he can stand at the peak of the realm of Xiaocheng, and approach the realm of body refining Dacheng!

Such a terrifying advance speed can be called inhuman, it is no longer something that can be achieved by simply piling up resources, if the cultivation of alchemy is not in place, no matter how many resources are actually in vain, it is obvious that Luo Heng's comprehension of "Dragon Elephant Alchemy" is definitely not bad.

And in fact, it is true, the latter has now thoroughly understood the dynamic and static practice of this technique, and it is also the key to finding the harmony in it, which is inseparable from Luo Heng's own comprehension.

"At your speed, if you give you another ten days and half a month, you will be able to hit Dacheng. Qin Lei said with envy and hatred.

Luo Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head with a smile and said: "Don't worry, my body has already reacted to the drug now, and it is estimated that at the peak of refining the body, the primary potion will have no effect on me, so this speed of progress can only end here." ”

Qin Lei finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, if Luo Heng continued to use such a perverted advanced speed, then he might be left behind by him soon, it was already very shocking, Luo Heng's cultivation in more than a month was comparable to his ten years of accumulation!

However, Luo Heng's next sentence made him stupid again, "After a while, I plan to try to concoct an intermediate potion, if it succeeds, I think my next progress speed will be guaranteed." ”

What?!Intermediate Elixir?!

Qin Lei had a ghostly expression on his face, a pair of bull's eyes just looked at him directly, Luo Heng thought that he wanted to squeeze some oil and water from him again, so he simply said generously: "If it succeeds, I'll give you ten and eight sticks." ”

That determined and casual posture made Qin Lei depressed again, and he found that he couldn't stay with Luo Heng, which was really an indiscriminate blow in all aspects.

Knowing that what Luo Heng said might be the truth, he still didn't want to admit it, how could he admit that others were better than him so easily?

And Qin Lei can be called a genius in essence, he naturally has his own arrogance, anyway, he definitely doesn't want to be compared to Luo Heng, seeing Luo Heng who has come from behind, he suddenly has a sense of urgency, and he also hurried to cultivate.

After Qin Lei left, Luo Heng showed a relaxed look, and couldn't help but cover his chest and frown his sword eyebrows.

Is this the aftermath of haste and inadequacy?

The improvement of the martial arts realm originally requires the kung fu of water grinding, so that the foundation can be laid solidly, such as Qin Lei, a genius who has been polishing the foundation of martial arts since he was a child, it is not that they can't improve faster, but they deliberately lower their speed, and strive to make the foundation of each stage extremely thick.

Martial arts is like that lofty position, the foundation is particularly important, and Luo Heng has raised his realm to a big level in less than two months, and there is obviously a taste of pulling seedlings to help grow.

Now the faint pain in his lower ribs is one of his aftermaths, and he has alchemy at least several times a day, and the intensity of this kind of cultivation is far beyond ordinary people, and it is purely squeezing the potential of his body.

Ordinary people have long been in this kind of intensity of cultivation, and they have exhausted themselves, and he can still be alive and kicking, mainly because he has a jade bone pendant to support his waist.

This treasure is extremely wonderful, and now under the influence of Luo Heng, his body is full of vitality, even if it is pressed with high intensity, so far there is no oil running out, on the contrary, Luo Heng is still full of energy, and his spirit is in a state of perfection.

This is a bit incredible, but even so, the harsh practice still leaves a little problem, such as pain, which cannot be avoided, and it is difficult to cure the dark wound.

And what he said to Qin Lei before about concocting an intermediate elixir is actually a restorative elixir, although this elixir is simple, it is far from being comparable to the difficulty of the primary elixir, in short, he has to try his best.

And the pharmacist national exam is just around the corner, and school will start in half a month, and he is still in high school at his age.

At the thought of going to campus and messing with a group of little kids, Luo Heng was actually quite unwilling.

But so far, he has only had a chance to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts by continuing to follow the traditional route of the mainstream.

Therefore, it is a wise choice to participate in the national martial arts college entrance examination as a student.

After reviewing the fighting skills in the dojo again, Luo Heng saw that it was not early, so he smiled and said goodbye to the other disciples who practiced in the dojo.

In the past month, he has been here quite diligently, and it is also very soon that the elite disciples of these boxing gyms have become acquainted, and communication is naturally indispensable on weekdays.

This kind of exchange is actually a fist and foot competition, like the martial arts gym attaches great importance to the teaching of actual combat, basically the disciples who can stay in the main hall have one or even several refined fighting techniques.

This is also another reason why Luo Heng's martial arts attainments have progressed so fast, behind closed doors, it is better to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

These boxing disciples who make a living from martial arts are also Luo Heng's mentors in another sense, and there must be my teacher in the threesome, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Walking out of the dojo, you will find the main road where a large area of trees gathers, and the green shade of the trees covers the pavilions and pavilions, and the scenery is excellent.

When Luo Heng walked to the edge of a forest, his expression moved, and under his keen five senses, he seemed to hear something in his ears.

In a clearing of less than a square square in the middle of the dense forest, a thin figure, ordinary and crazy, frantically bombarded the thick trees with his fists.

Punch to the flesh, each punch seems to use all its strength, and the bloody flesh fist looks a little scary.

This method of cultivation is quite extreme, if you don't immediately use external medicine to heal your injuries, under such a method of refining the body, your arm will be abolished sooner or later.

Luo Heng glanced at it from a distance, only to feel that this person's back was a little familiar, and at this time, this person seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned around to look.

A pair of indifferent eyes, there seems to be some kind of palpitating undercurrent hidden under the extreme coldness, is it actually him?

Luo Heng looked at Qin Cang with some surprise, this fourth brother, who never seemed to be motivated, actually secretly practiced martial arts by himself?

Qin Cang glanced at Luo Heng indifferently, his expression changed slightly, and his fists were subconsciously pinched together, how could he forget the humiliation of the day?!

Luo Heng glanced Qin Cang up and down, he was already eighteen years old, and now he was only practicing martial arts, so it could be said that it was even more difficult than him.

If you miss the best time to lay the foundation, it is destined to be difficult to achieve anything, and it can be said that Qin Cang's behavior is a little stupid now.

Luo Heng shook his head and turned away indifferently, this has nothing to do with him, he still cares about his own affairs.

Qin Cang stared at his back, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, distorted with an evil flavor......

"Is that him?...... I know! I don't need you to teach me!" he frowned and exclaimed.

In the swaying sun, a heavy night slowly falls......

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