It's the same as the Red Fire True Skill.

Hong Xiang Zhengong also has a picture of his own artistic conception.

That artistic conception map was recorded on the original secret book of armor skills that Su Heng obtained from Longde Temple.

Picture on the mood map.

It is the battlefield of the Jin Ge Iron Horse, and an iron black giant elephant with scales and armor charges into battle.

Decades ago, the Great Moon Dynasty clashed with a country called Siam in the east and went to war. The Kingdom of Siam is good at taming giant elephants and stepping on the battlefield.

This giant elephant with the blood of a strange beast.

It can be close to 10 meters in length and more than 6 meters tall at the shoulder.

The average weight is more than 20 tons, and the heavy armor carefully forged by the craftsmen is added.

On the battlefield.

It's simply a rampage of steel chariots, invincible.

Even an infantry corps composed of thousands of shield-wielding sergeants would be easily scattered, crushed, and swept away by the giant elephants.

At last...

The Great Moon Dynasty still dispatched a martial arts master in the Grandmaster realm.

Coupled with the assistance of advanced war equipment such as artillery, muskets, and poison nets, this can defeat it in one fell swoop and win the battle.

Su Heng closed his eyes, his breathing was heavy.

He thought back to the pictures on the artistic conception map.

Raging elephants, thick armor, soldiers desperate in the face of behemoths, and razor-sharp arrows that struck the skin and armor like ant bites.

Gradually...

Su Heng felt like he had entered that painting.

Merge with the giant elephant.

The qi and blood in his body began to stir, rushing through his veins, bursting out with the faint sound of the sea tide.

Syllable!

A drop of rain fell in a dull cumulus cloud.

Then there were the second, third, and even countless drops, dripping with light rain strung together into a curtain of beads.

The second sister, Su Ping, lifted the curtain and walked out of the room, wanting to call Su Heng back to the room to take shelter from the rain and eat. She doesn't know what cultivation is or what martial arts practice is, but she knows that people should rest and eat on time, so that they can live a long and healthy life and not get sick easily.

But I just came to the yard.

Su Ping's eyes widened and froze in place.

In the middle of the courtyard, Su Heng's naked upper body was red, like red-hot copper and iron, and the temperature was extremely high.

Those fine rains fell on Su Heng's body, and before they could slide down their skin, they had already evaporated by the blazing temperature and turned into white smoke and steamed up.

Look at it from afar.

The white smoke seemed to be dancing and burning.

Su Ping covered his mouth, his eyes were a little worried, but he didn't dare to disturb his younger brother out of sound.

Just standing under the eaves, in an inconspicuous corner, quietly watching him.

She still had a towel to wipe her body and a change of clean clothes in her hand, and in the kitchen not far away, there was curling smoke from the cooking, which was quickly dispersed by the rain.

Everything, everything.

It's all calm, warm, and beautiful.

Half an hour later.

Call!

Su Heng let out a sigh of relief.

The breath exhaled from the mouth and nose was like a sharp sword, piercing the rain curtain and extending outward for a distance of more than a meter before slowly dispersing.

"It's done!"

Su Heng opened his eyes, revealing a little excitement.

He stretched out his two palms according to the special force technique recorded in the Hong Xiang Fist.

Spread your fingers open, then close them.

Click!

The crisp sound of the joints came suddenly.

Su Heng's muscles throbbed and contracted violently, and pieces of pitch-black fascia emerged along his arms, spreading all the way to Su Heng's chest, neck, and lower abdomen...

up to the thigh section.

and then it gradually darkened and disappeared.

Under the pitch-black fascia, the dark cyan tendons are like chains, which are clearly visible.

Coupled with the evaporating white mist on Su Heng's body, from a distance, Su Heng's appearance at this time was also a little similar to that of a Super Saiyan, which was very exaggerated.

"The effect of Hong Xiang's true strength is mainly in the increase in his own strength and defense ability, let's try it first."

On the vegetable field in front of Su Heng, a black stone was placed.

This stone is almost more than one person high, weighing five or six hundred catties, and it is a simple prop that Su Heng uses to hone his strength on weekdays.

The big stone was easily lifted by Su Heng.

Throw it up.

flew vertically out of a height of four or five meters, and then was caught by Su Heng with his left hand.

Bang!

Su Heng pressed down with his backhand.

The stones were stuck like ancient monuments in the rain-soaked mud, creating a small crater and splashing large patches of muddy water in all directions.

"In the past, when I didn't have the strength, I could easily lift this stone, but it was definitely not as easy as it is now... It's like a toy in the hands of a child. ”

Su Heng's face was a little strange.

The effect of the strength was even better than he had expected at the beginning.

The increase in defense is not yet known, but its own strength has almost doubled or tripled.

If it was his current self who was full of strength and his previous self who were fighting with all their might, Su Heng would be sure that within ten moves, he would brutally cripple and kill his past self.

Su Heng retreated from the state of full strength.

The pitch-black fascia and the large tendons that protruded like chains suddenly disappeared.

A slight feeling of weakness came from within.

However, Su Heng's physique was strong, and the time for his strength to open was very short, this feeling of weakness had disappeared in just two breaths.

"When you turn on your stamina, your stamina will also be consumed at an accelerated rate."

Su Heng studied for a long time with Old Man Mei, who was a martial artist.

This is understandable.

What really made Su Heng feel a little puzzled was that in Old Man Mei's mouth, most of the strength condensed by the martial artists for the first time after three successful blood refining was very weak.

Even, being able to cover both fists and arms is already considered a good talent.

And Su Heng's situation is a bit exaggerated.

He was full of strength, and Hong Xiang's true strength almost covered the entire upper body.

"Maybe it's because my blood is more than ordinary." Su Heng guessed.

"The next thing is to continue to refine the qi and blood, and when the qi and blood grow to the point where they can cover the whole body, and even refine to the ears, nose and mouth, and other tricks, you will be able to officially step into the realm of refining martial artists."

Regarding the division of realms among martial artists.

Su Heng had already inquired very clearly from Old Man Mei, so he didn't feel confused.

This is also the role of a famous teacher's guide, sometimes, just two simple words of guidance can make the warrior take a lot of detours and save a lot of time.

Wait for Su Heng to come back to his senses from his cultivation.

Only then did she find that the second sister Su Ping was holding a towel and clean clothes in her arms, and was quietly looking at herself under the eaves.

It's late autumn at this time.

It rained lightly for several days, and the weather was already a little chilly.

Su Heng saw that the clothes on Su Ping's body were a little thin, and his emaciated shoulders were trembling slightly unconsciously, and he suddenly felt a little relieved in his heart.