Mo Qing tested it several times, and finally determined that the cold in his body was indeed minus twenty-six degrees, and it couldn't be lowered any more.

He carefully observed the cold air mass in his body, this air mass stayed in the position of the dantian, he could extract the cold qi inside and use it, but it was impossible to drain it all, even if he tried hard, the cold qi would retain some, and it would run slowly in the body, keeping it in a state of regeneration at all times.

This is very good, Mo Qing doesn't have to worry about the cold being accidentally extracted by himself, and he won't have to use it in the future.

It seems that if you want this cold air to grow, you must strengthen this air mass, so that even if the cold air will not decrease in temperature, at least the total amount will increase significantly, lest it be like today, even if you test the temperature, you need to extract it little by little.

But how to grow your cultivation is a big problem.

Mo Qing didn't have a clue about cultivation yet, but he had already understood one thing, if he cultivated and strengthened this cold qi, it would be a great thing for himself.

In other words, the six years of hard work to resist the cold are actually a big opportunity for him.

Without the existence of this cold qi, Mo Qing is just an ordinary genius, at most the progress of cultivation is a little faster, but if he wants to comprehend his boxing skills, he doesn't know what year and month it is.

Now with this cold air, as long as you can become a boxer, you can apply this cold qi to your fist by punching.

A fist with a low temperature is more powerful than an ordinary fist!

Although minus 26 degrees Celsius is not enough to inflict any fatal damage on the enemy, what if the temperature of this cold air can be condensed lower?

What about minus 36 degrees?

What about minus forty-six degrees?

What about fifty-six degrees?

As soon as he thought that he punched out and the enemy's body quickly froze and frosted, Mo Qing's blood boiled a little.

This is the real opportunity!

I don't know what kind of meteorite I encountered came from, and it actually contained such a big cold air! It became a meteor, and after the baptism of the atmosphere, it didn't disperse, and it was cheap for Mo Qing, and it was not in vain for the suffering he had suffered for six years.

In this way, it is very likely that Mo Qing will have a powerful boxing technique when he is a first-level boxer, and you must know that you can comprehend boxing skills at first-level boxer, which is almost never a thing.

Even Mo Renming is only a boxing skill that he has only mastered at the stage of a first-level boxer.

Even his grandfather, Mo Xuan, the first person in the Mo family, only comprehended the boxing skills in the late stage of the ninth-level boxer, and it was precisely because he comprehended the boxing skills in the boxer stage that all of them stood out in the later patriarch competition and won the championship in one fell swoop.

Maybe in the legend, there will be a few strongmen who comprehend boxing skills at the fifth or sixth level boxers, but first-level boxers have comprehended boxing skills, but they have never heard of it!

More people, most of them, only realized boxing skills at the boxing championship stage.

Even if he is a first-class boxing champion, he is already a sonic boxer, but at that time, there was no boxing skill that belonged to him, so he could not be regarded as a master.

Thinking that at that stage, there were people who had not yet comprehended their own boxing skills, and Mo Qing's heart was full of pride.

Maybe the record of an era will be created from your own hands.

Originally, Mo Qing had planned to simply take a look at this cold qi, and then start cultivating his physical fitness, strength, and fist speed. But now it seems that it is necessary to take care of both ends.

It's night now, and Mo Qing doesn't know exactly how to cultivate this cold qi, so he can only temporarily suppress this thought first, and the advancement of strength and fist speed is equally important.

Only cultivating to a higher level is the root of all power, and Mo Qing knows this very well.

Originally, his qualifications were excellent, but this time the cold air finally stopped making trouble with him, and became Mo Qing's help, he also had to start to be angry and strong, so that his strength would be improved as soon as possible.

The most important thing for a fighter to advance is two criteria, one is the speed of the punch, and the other is the power of the punch.

To become a first-class fighter, you need to be able to land an average of two punches of more than 100 kilograms per second.

This standard can be achieved by some particularly strong people, so some people can reach the realm of first-class fighters with a little training when they are older, which is called talent.

Of course, there are other criteria for talent, such as physical fitness, such as the speed of movement, etc., which are all very important criteria, but the most important thing is the speed and strength of the punches.

Mo Qing's current fist strength and speed are below the standard among trainee boxers, and he is still a step away from the first-level boxer, even if he is about to start cultivating, it will be difficult to make progress in a short period of time.

And Mo Qing didn't have much time, what Mo Zhu said just now, he still cared in his heart.

For example, when he went to Canglang Quan Law School to enroll, three months later, when Canglang Academy recruited students, if Mo Qing couldn't enter the academy, then he would have to wait for the next year to have a chance.

The sooner you learn the boxing technique, the better, Mo Qing doesn't have so much time to waste, so he must make progress in a short period of time.

If you want to achieve something in a short period of time, you have to put in efforts that surpass ordinary people.

For the future cultivation path, Mo Qing already has a set of plans, and tonight, it is time to start implementing the plan.

Temporarily suppressing the surprise brought to him by the cold air, Mo Qing felt a piece of clothing from under his bed.

It's like a shoulder-like garment, it's very heavy, Mo Qing took it out and weighed it in his hand, this dress weighs about ten catties, it's all made of thick cowhide, and the inside of the garment can pour a lot of things, it's a weight-bearing garment.

Mo Qing put the shoulder on his body and tested it, it was a little heavy, but it was not heavy enough, he poured ten catties of sand into it, so that the shoulder reached twenty catties.

Wearing twenty pounds of clothes, Mo Qing, who is not very strong, felt a little strained, moved his body, and felt quite satisfied, so he will follow this weight level for the time being.

Putting on the weight-bearing suit, Mo Qing took out two more arm guards.

As a direct disciple of the Mo family, Mo Qing's treatment is very good, and he has some savings in the past few years, although he can't practice, but he can still get some equipment for practice.

These two arm guards started from the small arm and covered Mo Qing's wrist all the way, and they were also equipment that could be loaded with heavy objects, and when they got used to punching with this thing, it was very easy to unload it.

In each armguard, Mo Qing was filled with five catties of sand, and with it on his arm, it felt very difficult to wave his arm.

After bringing the thirty pounds of weight, Mo Qing slowly ran out of his room, and the first thing to start was his physical training.

At night, the huge castle of the Mo family was pitch black and there was no one around, and Mo Qing began to run towards the mountain behind the castle along the relatively secluded road.

Behind the castle, ten miles away is a mountain, which belongs to the territory of the Mo family, and there is also a botanical garden here, which contains many rare plants.

Mo Qing is a direct disciple of the Mo family, and there are still some privileges in the family, he ran all the way to the back door, on the dark gate, there is an extremely hidden small door, you can't see it if you don't pay attention to it, only the direct members of the Mo family know, Mo Qing ran here, and gently pushed the door open.

When the guards saw that it was Mo Qing, they didn't pay attention to it, and let him run out of the door.

Leaving the Mo family's castle, Mo Qing walked along the mountain road all the way to the back mountain.

Running on a rugged mountain road with thirty pounds of stuff is definitely not a pleasant thing.

But Mo Qing doesn't care, after six years of silence, he already has a good surname of patience and tenacity, in order to gain a firm foothold in the family, in order to be able to get ahead, he is willing to pay a greater price, which is an advantage that ordinary peers do not have.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, the weight on the body obeyed the heaviness, and it felt like it gradually became a mountain pressing on the shoulders.

If you were an ordinary person, you might have dragged it down a long time ago, but Mo Qing always relied on her perseverance to persist, support, and endure silently.

Even though the sweat soaked his clothes, Mo Qing did not waver at all, although his steps were shaking, his eyes were still firm.

The mountain road gradually disappeared behind him, and Mo Qing didn't know how long he had been running, until his legs seemed to be broken, and his physical strength had been exhausted to the limit, when he finally heard the sound of running water in front of him.