"Tianlong Power is really domineering! Just run two cycles, and the body can't bear it. We need to strengthen our physique quickly......"

"Whew~~~"

Mo Bufan dragged his tired body to the bed. Close your heavy eyes, and consume a lot of mental energy after every battle with yourself. A good night's sleep is required to recover.

Warm sunlight filters through the cracks in the windows, and tiny dots of light dot the simple room.

Mo Bufan Chiguo lay flat on the bed with his upper body. His eyes are closed, he is smiling, and his breathing is steady and powerful. Obviously, the injury is almost healed.

When Mo Bufan woke up, he thought it was noon and simply ate something. He returned to his small courtyard to continue his cultivation.

Although he has cultivated such a strong martial art as the Heavenly Dragon Force, if he is in battle, it seems too simple. The battle is changing rapidly, and relying on only an immature martial art is too dangerous. Mo Bufan turned out a set of boxing techniques from his memory - Huang Pin Martial Arts Thunder Boxing.

Thunder boxing, suitable for short-distance strength, punching fast as electricity, when practicing the fist without a trace, elusively fast. The most important thing in this set of punches is the speed and power of the punch. If there is speed in the air and no strength, it will not be able to deal substantial damage to the enemy, and if the power is strong and the speed is slow, it will be easy to be avoided by the enemy.

Thunder boxing is to punch like lightning and fall like thunder. Crush your enemies with devastating force.

Said practice practice, Mo Bufan walked out of the room, came to the small courtyard, and opened his fists, a set of boxing techniques, playing skillfully and neatly, although Mo Bufan practiced this set of boxing techniques for the first time, but in the past five years, he practiced those martial arts in his memory in his mind almost every day. In addition, his comprehension was extremely terrifying, and he only needed to adjust it when he really actually cultivated. Not all martial arts are as perverted as the Heavenly Dragon Force, but it can also be seen how difficult the cultivation of the Heavenly Dragon Power is.

Unconsciously, most of the afternoon had passed, and Mo Bufan was sweating like rain and panting. His teeth were constantly chattering, and the high-intensity training had caused great burden and damage to his body, but this was nothing to Mo Bufan. With the cultivation, the medicinal power that had been precipitated in the body for many years slowly spread to all parts of the body, quickly moistening the flesh and blood all over the body, and a numb feeling followed.

After a while, the soreness in his body eased somewhat, Mo Bufan wiped the sweat on his face, and suddenly smiled, after all, the pain caused by cultivation was physical, and it seemed a little insignificant from the psychological torture he had suffered in the past five years.

Mo Bufan got up, he could feel the surge of medicinal power, after all, these medicinal powers were expensive, and they couldn't be wasted. He immediately mobilized the medicinal power in his body to quickly repair the damage in his body.

In less than a cup of tea, Mo Bufan became vigorous, moved his body, and Mo Bufan smiled with satisfaction. Then he walked into the house, ordered someone to change a bucket of hot water, rinsed it briefly, and then sat down cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and absorbed the medicinal power emitted while absorbing the training.

"Whew! The Thunder Fist has more than enough power, and the speed is a little slow, and now it can only shoot two punch shadows, which is easy to avoid in battle. Looks like you have to exercise your speed! Mo Bufan thought in his heart, and then felt the strength of his body, and a shallow smile of relief appeared on his slightly immature little face.

Moving mountains and quadruples, he is already in the stage of practicing flesh and blood, and when he tastes the sweetness of strength, of course Mo Bufan will not stop there, his eyes continue to be closed, he concentrates and calms down, maintains a posture of cultivation, and his body greedily absorbs the medicinal power that emanates, and the trace of mild medicinal power turns into energy and moistens Mo Bufan's body little by little.

The medicinal power in his body slowly swam in Mo Bufan's flesh and blood, washing the blood, and as Mo Bufan endlessly demanded it, the medicinal power dissipated faster and faster, and Mo Bufan's body slowly emitted a large amount of heat. It is the energy of the medicinal power that evaporates the impurities in the body.

Time passed quickly in the cultivation of forgetting to sleep and eat, and the sunlight shining in from the window gradually weakened over time. The temperature in the air also slowly decreases.

…….

The medicinal power in Mo Bufan's body was dissipating more and more slowly, knowing that the last wisp was absorbed into the flesh and blood by Mo Bufan, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then his dark eyes opened suddenly.

In his eyes, there was a flash of light, as if there was a flow of gas.

"Whew!"

Slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, Mo Bufan blinked his little eyes with vigor, and then slammed together, his sturdy body was not proportional to his immature little face, and he stretched lazily. Feeling the body full of explosive power, his eyes lit up even more, "It seems that it won't be long before I can break through the fifth layer." Mo Bufan clenched his fists and muttered excitedly.

The years of cultivation always pass quickly, more than half a month has passed, and this half month is a simple place, except for eating, drinking, and a small amount of sleeping time, the rest of the time is crazy cultivation.

In the past five years, Mo Bufan, who has suffered from white eyes and blows in the family, will not be asked even if he has not seen anyone for two or three months, so no one has bothered him in the past half month.

Although the days of cultivation were a bit boring, the results were also remarkable. Compared with strength, boring is just a trivial matter, and Mo Bufan has long been used to it. In the past half a month, Mo Bufan has continuously stimulated the accumulated medicinal power in his body, and his cultivation speed is naturally a thousand miles a day. In addition, in the past five years, Mo Bufan has laid a solid foundation. Now it has erupted all of a sudden, and in just half a month, there are already signs that it is about to break through the five layers of moving mountains.

Mo Bufan felt the condition of his body, shook his head helplessly, and muttered: "It seems that the realm is still too low!" There is too much backlog of medicinal power, what kind of elixir did my father brew for me at the beginning, even if it was so crazy to squeeze, I didn't feel how much the medicinal power precipitated in my body was consumed, and it was a great luck that it was not blown up at the beginning. But that's fine, at least you don't have to worry about cultivating elixirs for this time. Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Bufan's mouth turned up slightly.

Wipe off the water stains on your body, put on a neat dress at will, and pick up the white jade pendant worn around your neck. Mo Bufan was a little sad again, sighed, and quickly shook off the sadness in his heart.

After half a month, in addition to cultivating with his head covered, Mo Bufan put the rest of his mind on the Thunder Fist and the Heavenly Dragon Force.

In the past half a month, Mo Bufan has been constantly trying the Heavenly Dragon Force, and finally he can form two cycles in his body, and the Thunder Fist can already hit four fist shadows. The strength of the body has been greatly strengthened, although he is only moving mountains four times, but he always feels that the general moving mountains six times is not his opponent, and the strong strength causes Mo Bufan to expand a little. However, this is also normal, even the children of some big families cannot continue to cultivate with elixir for more than half a month, and those who can have this treatment, except for the royal children, are the core disciples of the big family. And Mo Bufan, who has been soaked in the pile of elixir since he was a child, estimates that he is the only one in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. The so-called poor do not practice martial arts, and the rich do not study, this is the truth. The rich have a lot of time, manpower, financial resources, and material resources to support their cultivation, while the poor can only study hard to change their destiny.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, not that all rich people will practice martial arts, for example, Mo Bufan is such a strange thing, five years ago, Mo Bufan hated fighting and killing, and practicing boxing every day is just to strengthen his body, he only likes to read, if it weren't for the great changes in his family, Mo Bufan would still be studying now! Among the poor, there are some geniuses with excellent talents, and when they meet mentors and friends, they can also change the fate of themselves and their descendants through martial arts.

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Mo Bufan came to the small courtyard and began to practice boxing again. With a cup of tea, Mo Bufan closed his fist. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and feel your physical state. His brows were furrowed, as if he was not very satisfied with himself. Then he opened his eyes and muttered: "Father said that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and if you want to exert super combat effectiveness, you must exercise a perfect body." To exercise a perfect body, strength, speed, agility, control, etc. must be perfectly coordinated, my body has been tempered by many drugs, and the foundation is far superior to others, now I have more strength and speed, and other deficiencies. I'm only moving mountains to the Quadruple Realm now, and my control is too far away for me, and my agility can only be practiced in battle, so it seems that the first priority at the moment is to sharpen myself and practice my skills. ”