Half a year later, a secret room in the backyard of the Wind Breaking Martial Arts Pavilion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scent of medicine permeated the room, and a human-tall copper tripod emitted a wave of boiling heat under the scorching fire. In such an environment, ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to bear it after staying for a while. On the copper tripod, the gap in the middle of the heavy tripod cover reveals the head of a young man.

Lin Zheng's eyes were closed, his face twitched occasionally, and the green tendons around his neck were exposed, as if he was enduring pain.

Smelling the smell of medicine in the air, Yu Qianlin, who had been standing by and observing, suddenly shouted.

"From. ”

As if he had been waiting for this order for a long time, Lin Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, and his arm was propped up. The hundred-pound dinggai suddenly flew up to the height of one person. Taking advantage of the gap when the tripod lid flew up, Lin Zheng jumped out of the copper tripod.

'Boom!' When the lid fell back to its original place, Lin Zheng was already standing on the ground.

After half a year of training, Lin Zheng seems to have been reborn. The uninterrupted cultivation, coupled with the various precious medicinal materials used in the quenching, did not make his figure much stronger, but a little more restrained.

The liquid slipped off, and on the pure body, the muscles were distinct, and the bronzed skin seemed to have a flowing luster. At this moment, wearing only a pair of shorts, his body is full of the beauty of strength.

Lin Zheng took a deep breath, and the mist in the room was inhaled into his body like a whale swallowing. A layer of reddish essence and blood suddenly appeared on the surface of the skin.

This is exactly the manifestation of cultivating to break through the sevenfold martial disciple and be full of essence and blood.

As soon as he stood firm, a tsunami-like fist shadow had already pounced.

'Bumper Bumper Bumper...

The fist slammed into Lin Zheng's body and limbs, making an incessant muffled sound. Unconsciously, in order to resist the powerful fist force, the stone bricks on the ground have been broken by Lin Zheng's feet.

After the meal, the shadow of the fist dispersed.

Lin Zheng was slightly relieved, dissipating the strength on his body, according to his past experience, the beating process should have ended.

"Drink!"

In Yu Qianlin's loud shout, a fist shadow pierced the air and blasted straight towards Lin Zheng's chest.

Subconsciously, Lin Zheng put his arms on his chest, and the muscles of his body tensed instinctively.

'Boom!'

As if being hit by a thousand pounds of boulders, Lin Zheng flew out upside down and hit the wall. The chamber shook as his body shook.

"Bang. ”

After the loud bang, Lin Zheng's body slid off the wall.

Shaking the towel in his hand, Yu Qianlin began to wipe the sweat on his forehead with a relaxed face.

"Alright, get up. This set of punches is just so that you can better absorb the effects of the medicine, if you can't even stand this pain, this half a year's hard work will be in vain."

Lin Zheng sat up, his body already covered with patches of bruises. The boy rubbed his arms and smiled wryly. If it weren't for the bone strength of his arms far exceeding that of other positions, Yu Jiaotou's last punch would probably break his two ribs.

"Yu Jiaotou, this last punch doesn't seem to be a row box. ”

The corners of Yu Qianlin's mouth raised slightly, ignored Lin Zheng's complaints, and said.

"See how it goes. ”

Lin Zheng caught the stone bricks thrown by Yu Qianlin, and with the force in his hands, the stone bricks were immediately crushed.

"Yes, it seems that the art of Ding Alchemy is indeed suitable for you. Now your physical strength is truly worthy of your strength. ”

"This is also thanks to the cultivation of Yu Jiaotou. This sentence is not a deliberate compliment by Lin Zheng. Yu Jiaotou's intentions for him, in the entire Wind Breaking Martial Arts Pavilion, there is no second person. In the past six months, from the medicinal essence of the hands, to the whole body. At every step, Yu Jiaotou never pretends to others. It is estimated that many martial arts hall disciples are secretly jealous of themselves.

"You take the money, I am a disciple, and it is right. However, although the method of Ding Refining has been completed, the usual cultivation cannot be slackened. You're still going to come here every seven days. I'm also going to use my fist to help you further consolidate the residual medicinal effects in your body. Yu Qianlin's mouth was stern, but the softness in the corners of his eyes was obvious.

"Got it. As he spoke, Lin Zheng began to tie the weight-bearing iron to his body.

"No need to tie it anymore, this piece of iron doesn't do you much anymore. You should now be better acquainted with your physical condition and ready to start practicing the basic exercises in preparation for breaking through your internal qi. ”

Listening to Yu Qianlin's words, Lin Zheng was stunned for a moment, although the weight-bearing iron block was a bit of an obstacle to his usual life, but if he really wanted to give up, he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Bang. "The iron made a lot of noise when it hit the ground, and it seemed to weigh about ten catties. And there are more than ten pieces of iron on the ground, and it is obvious that Lin Zheng's weight is not less than 100 catties.

After getting up, Lin Zheng moved his body, except for a slightly blue scar on his arms, and most of the other bruises after being beaten by the platoon boxing had subsided.

"If it weren't for your understanding. Just looking at the speed of your body's recovery, I almost suspect that you have awakened the star vein. And not only the body, but even in the Ding Lian Essence, the degree of absorption of the medicine is also. It can't be described perfectly, it's completely beyond their intended scope. Looking at Lin Zheng's already unharmed body, Yu Qianlin said.

Lin Zheng is already a little used to it, and Yu Qianlin sighs about his body from time to time. Almost every time after a workout, the other party has to say it routinely.

Indeed, since the peak refinement, his body's recovery speed is simply terrifying. Let's not mention the pain of Ding Lian, which ordinary people can't bear at all, just the physical recovery after Ding Lian, in terms of the physical strength of the martial artist, has to rest for three or five days.

Lin Zheng was able to start cultivating martial arts the next day, if it weren't for Yu Qianlin's fear that his body would not be able to bear it, the process of refining would have ended long ago. However, rather than Ding Lian making him achieve this achievement, Lin Zheng preferred to believe that the recovery power and efficiency of this metamorphosis came from the body abnormalities that had disappeared.

"Yu Jiaotou, you see when I can comprehend the internal qi. Lin Zheng asked.

"You have only been in the late stage of martial arts for a few days, what is the hurry, young people must be patient. Yu Qianlin replied in an old-fashioned manner, and suddenly he seemed to remember something and continued.

"By the way, next month is the day of the martial arts hall in the city, you have to get ready. Don't do anything with others recently, lest you get hurt and affect big things. I'm still waiting for you to fight for the martial arts hall, you must know that last year's broken wind was the bottom of the five martial arts halls. ”

Martial arts hall battle?

After inquiry, Lin Zheng knew. Every year, the martial arts hall in Jinyang City will hold a martial arts competition, which was originally just to learn martial arts from each other. But as the years go by, the competition between the major martial arts halls has become more serious. Not only have there been a lot of grudges between the martial arts halls, but in private, the disciples often do it with each other.

This year is even different, the City Lord's Mansion proposed to lead the martial arts competition. Not only can the Victorious Martial Arts Hall get a lot of cultivation resources, but the disciples who perform well will also be rewarded. You must know that martial arts cultivation is not only a competition of talent and financial resources, some rare medicines can often determine whether the path of cultivation is smooth.

Just like Lin Zheng's just-finished Ding Lian, if there was no elixir up to the second grade, there would be no possibility of realizing it at all. And as the first competition hosted by the City Lord's Mansion, the symbolism is even more extraordinary.

The reason why Yu Qianlin spared no effort to help Lin Zheng complete the art of Ding Alchemy was also the idea of letting Lin Zheng win a good ranking.

After listening, Lin Zheng not only did not refuse, but was eager to try. Although he is not a brave and ruthless person, if there is such an opportunity, it is also good to take the school examination to take a look at what he has gained in the past six months. And this will also be of great help to the martial arts academy test in the near future.

Looking at the back of Lin Zheng leaving, Yu Qianlin showed a satisfied smile.

He had never seen a disciple with such outstanding talent and such diligence in cultivation. In less than a year, he was already able to expose his qi and blood. Especially the pain of the Ding Alchemy Technique, he deeply felt it.

Moreover, this time Ding Lian, because of the support behind the Hou Mansion, the drugs used are much better than when they were originally refined, and of course the process is more painful. Lin Zheng not only persevered, but the final effect also exceeded his original expectations.

If it weren't for the fact that Lin Zheng hadn't mastered the internal qi yet, with his current physical state, even an ordinary martial artist under him might not be able to get benefits.

At this time, Yu Qianlin was looking forward to the upcoming battle of the martial arts hall. Not only for the benefits distributed after the war, but also to see what kind of level this disciple he had high hopes for. After all, training alone can never reflect the strength of a martial artist.

After leaving the martial arts hall, Lin Zheng planned to go back to his residence in the city to rest first, and then go to the villa outside the city tomorrow to hone his martial arts skills again in this month. After all, it won't be long before he participates in the martial arts arena competition.

Walking on the road, Lin Zheng suddenly saw a group of people gathered at the door of a house. In terms of his character, he rarely joins in the fun. But after hearing a familiar voice, Lin Zheng still walked into the crowd.