After entering the consciousness space, Lu Yuan returned to the place where he entered the door earlier.

He was standing at the corner of a rockery with a lotus pond beside him.

In front of him was a winding verandah, and the middle-aged man surnamed Tang, who was an imaginary enemy, stood at the bottom of the corridor thirty meters away, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at him quietly.

"Click-"

Lu Yuan twisted his neck slightly, and his body made a bone-to-bone sound.

Speaking of which, after the breakthrough of his physical agility, he hadn't fought a few fights in the consciousness space.

This middle-aged man surnamed Tang is a pro-descendant of the Crane faction, and depending on his age, his strength may be stronger than Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng.

It's just the right time to try your hand.

Lu Yuan looked left and right, and his eyes locked on the rockery on his side.

There is one thing about this consciousness space war that is not very good.

Or rather, very well.

is that before the start of each battle, Lu Yuan needs to trigger it himself.

This gives Lu Yuan enough time to prepare.

But like this is the case now. He hated that the other party was standing too far away.

You can't tell him to run over.

"Humph!"

Lu Yuan grabbed the rockery in front of him with both hands, his five fingers were like knives, and he pressed deeply into the rockery, and a large number of stone chips fell between his fingers.

This rockery is made of quartz, which is harder than cement.

But under Lu Yuan's terrifying fingers, it was as easy as frozen tofu to be pressed out of a few holes.

"Click-"

The rockery, which is about four square meters, shook slightly, making an overwhelming sound of seeping.

The weight of this quartz rockery reaches more than half a ton, although Lu Yuan's fist power is close to one ton, but the pure arm strength is not a ton.

If you want to lift the rockery, it's not enough.

It is enough to add a dot.

"Lv2 [Special Force]!"

When the skill was activated, the muscles on Lu Yuan's two arms immediately tightened like steel bars, and they quickly swelled and thickened.

There was a gleam in his eyes, and he exerted force in his hands.

The cement sealed and poured under the quartz rockery directly cracked, and the stone of more than half a ton was also caught by Lu Yuan.

A large amount of dirt and gravel rolled off.

"Bang!"

Lu Yuan took a step forward.

The bluestone floor under his feet was directly shattered.

He stomped his foot, and a deep pit exploded beneath him.

At the same time, the green tendons on his arms suddenly thickened, and with the force of his hands, he smashed the rockery weighing half a ton directly towards the middle-aged man on the back under the verandah!

"Boom—"

The rockery took off its hands, bringing out a violent wind sound like a meteorite breaking through the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it hit the position where the middle-aged man was standing, and smashed all the small pieces of the corridor with a "boom".

"Uhhh

Lu Yuan felt that he had just taken off the rockery, and the middle-aged man with his back appeared in front of him like a ghost.

Crane faction main speed.

Lu Yuan was not surprised by this, a fierce glint appeared in his eyes, and he quickly took a deep breath.

The partially swollen body instantly completed the overall expansion, and then without saying a word, it was directly punched towards the middle-aged man in the back.

Lv3 [Absolute Focus]!

Lv1 [Spirit Crane Method. Crane Shadow Floating]!

Lv2 [Special Force], triple the change of force of the section!

The blue and black stout, green tendon-covered arms suddenly struck out, like a giant python devouring the sky.

The violent fist wind brought up at the moment of punching caused the gravel on the ground to roll and roll, and the surrounding flowers and green bamboos all fell violently in one direction.

A low, shrill shrill whistling sound rang through the air.

There were layers of white qi waves swinging out from Lu Yuan's fist.

This punch. It can be regarded as Lu Yuan's strongest punch without using the [Death Survivor (Extraordinary)] panel skill.

In the face of this punch, a trace of fluctuation flashed in the emotionless eyes of the middle-aged man on the back.

The figure rose abruptly, and he kicked out a kick and lightly hit Lu Yuan's fist.

"Poof—"

When his fists and feet touched, Lu Yuan immediately felt that the momentum wrapped in his fist seemed to have been punctured by something.

Before he could transmit the power of this punch, the middle-aged man on his back touched it, and the whole person suddenly disappeared from Lu Yuan's sight.

"Bang!"

Lu Yuan was kicked in the left ribs, and his body fell to the side.

He slammed his hand back and swept it, but it was already another kick in the right shoulder.

"Bang-bang-bang!"

Lu Yuan's body kept being hit, and the whole person stumbled like a boat that was swaying around by a huge wave.

"Damn! He's too fast! ”

In the state of [absolute concentration], Lu Yuan's heart is as quiet as a lake.

But at this time, there are also ripples on the surface of the lake.

The horror of the Crane Sect's martial arts is in the hands of the middle-aged man at the moment.. To be precise, it should be under your feet, fully exerted.

Fleeting, swift, ghostly everywhere.

"His absolute strength is far inferior to mine, but the leg method should also be a real skill!"

"And there is a mysterious qi attached to his legs, which can easily penetrate my forging body defense!"

This kind of mysterious qi path has long been taught by Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng, but because he has always "died" very quickly before, he has never experienced it as deeply as now.

This air machine is like an awl, and it has extremely penetrating power.

directly through Lu Yuan Xiaocheng's flesh and skin, directly hitting his internal organs.

Lu Yuan already felt that his internal organs were ruptured and oozing blood.

"Forget it."

Lu Yuan took a deep breath and quickly closed his eyes.

"Try to end the fight!"

The invisible spiritual power suddenly dispersed.

delicately spread all around the road.

The speed of middle age on his back is too fast for him to capture with the naked eye.

Simply give up vision and try to perceive with mental power.

The tense muscles of the whole body also quietly relaxed, and they rose and fell slightly like waves blown by the wind.

Lu Yuan's whole person became relaxed, as if he had completely given up resistance.

"Sa-"

The sound of breaking the air sounded in his ears, Lu Yuan's body moved slightly, and he just wanted to make a move, but he had already been hit in the chest.

"Humph!"

He snorted, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, as if fragments of internal organs were pouring into his mouth.

"Voices can deceive, and hearing can't be trusted!"

"Bang!"

Another kick.

This kick flew far on the road, and his strong body smashed into a rockery on the side, and debris was splashed everywhere.

Lu Yuan got up from the pile of rubble with an expressionless face, spit out a mouthful of blood with fragments of organs at will, and continued to stand still.

Almost, it's not the best time.

"Bang!"

This kick hit Lu Yuan's left arm, and he blocked it slightly.

After giving up the defense of using [Special Force] to tighten the intertwined muscles, his left arm was directly and completely penetrated by the power attached to this foot and the mysterious qi.

Lu Yuan heard the sound of his left arm bone breaking.

It's a little bit closer, and wait.

"Bang!"

"Bang-"

The middle-aged man with his back keeps coming out, and Lu Yuan keeps getting hit.

His injuries were getting worse and worse, and he was standing in place and shaky, as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

Finally.

When the middle-aged man kicked in again.

Now is the time!

Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.

It seems that a switch suddenly opens in my mind, and countless inspirations erupt.

[Flash], trigger!

This time, without waiting for the middle-aged feet to fall, Lu Yuan was like an unpredictable prophet.

His arms stretched out abruptly, and his muscles were congested and swollen.

A thick black aura rose from him like flames.

One of his eyes turned to sheer blackness, and his hands were already tightly wrapped around the other's right foot.

"It should too. It's my turn. ”

The deep voice was like the whimper of a raging wind.

Lu Yuan's hands were fierce, and the middle-aged man with his back was suddenly pulled in front of him.

The five fingers of his right hand suddenly opened, grabbed the opponent's head, and pressed it down fiercely.

"Boom!"

The ground shook violently, but it was only the beginning.

The huge fist wrapped in the thick death aura had already been connected, and it was smashed out of the hole under his feet

"Whew-"

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes and habitually exhaled a long mouthful of turbidity.

He subconsciously touched his chest, as if he wanted to really feel his throbbing heart.

Although it has been "dead" countless times in the space of consciousness.

But the hard and tragic battle still made him remember.

"However, in the end, I won"

Lu Yuan was slightly relieved.

This middle-aged man surnamed Tang should be about the same strength as Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng in his feelings.

He can kill the opponent, which is equivalent to having the qualifications to officially challenge the latter two.

This is not a necessary preposition, but Lu Yuan has been trying since the beginning of his martial arts practice.

By now, the number of times he has died under Lin Zhiqin and Qin Feng has been so many that he can't count them.

Although it is an [imaginary enemy] in the consciousness war, it will more or less leave some shadows on Lu Yuan.

In Lu Yuan's heart, these two people have already turned into two insurmountable mountains in a short period of time.

And yet now. He finally had the confidence to crush the two mountains, and he just had to try it for himself.

"However, Lin Zhiqin's strength is almost the same as the two, why are Qin Feng and surnamed Tang both relatives, but Lin Zhiqin is not?"

Lu Yuan pondered.

Combined with Lin Zhiqin's down-and-out status quo and the personality characteristics that directly caused this current situation, Lu Yuan had some guesses in his heart.

But those speculations were quickly put to the back of their minds.

He wasn't too interested in the secrets that smelled of dog blood, but rather wanted to know the source of the mysterious qi that all three of them possessed when they made their moves.

"Is it the Crane Sect's core inheritance secret method?"

"Can you spy on it?"

Lu Yuan had a strong premonition in his heart.

If he can master the power of this mysterious qi machine, his combat power will definitely soar to a higher level again.

Anyway, it was okay to be idle, so he simply began to concentrate on studying this.

Lu Yuan entered the consciousness space again and again, took turns to set the three of them as [imaginary enemies], and then tried to enter the bodies of the three people.

Feel back and forth how the organs and muscles of various parts of the body work when the three of them use that mysterious qi.

Gradually.

He seemed to figure out something.

Dreams and reality continue to confirm, 17 points of physique, the body of the skin and flesh training Xiaocheng seems to have something about to break out of the shell at any time!

"Except for this, this, and everything else, let's have three first."

Lu Yuan tapped a few times on the quaint light green menu, and then handed it back to the "waiter" next to him.

It's not quite accurate to say that the waiter is there.

This hand-held menu nodded yes, more like a maid recruited by Linghexuan or something.

This is the third day that Lu Yuan has come to Linghexuan.

He's almost completely adjusted to life here.

Eating, sleeping, fighting in the space of consciousness.

That's all he has to do with his day-to-day life.

Simple.

But it's not boring.

First of all, his recent research on the mysterious qi machine has become more and more eyebrow-raising, and the growth in strength makes him feel fulfilled and happy.

secondly

The food at Linghexuan Restaurant is really delicious!

Lu Yuan had never eaten such a delicious meal in his life, so much so that he had a strong sense of envy in his heart for the Crane Sect leader who had never seen him until now.

Yes, you can eat so many delicious foods every day, and there are so many people serving you every day. Lao Deng is so cool!

I don't know if I can enjoy it every day after becoming a family heirloom?

It doesn't seem to work, because sooner or later I will have to go back to my home in Jiaoyan City.

Harm.

Lu Yuan sighed lightly, feeling a slight regret.

It's time for dinner.

When Lu Yuan was waiting for the food to be served, he saw a few people walking in one after another outside the restaurant.

Among them was the young man named Wang Xu who had led him for a while and followed behind the middle-aged man surnamed Tang.

The guy seemed to remember him and smiled at him as he came in.

Lu Yuan nodded slightly at him, but the latter had already turned his head and sat down with a few people on the side.

Lu Yuan didn't care much.

Those who were with Wang Xu were all candidates to participate in this personal assessment.

It may be that they have known each other for a long time, or they may be "like-minded", as if they have formed a small circle.

Lu Yuan can't get in, and he doesn't want to get in.

In the past two days, he has seen all the candidates for this assessment.

Pull into the consciousness space and inspect the goods one by one.

Except for a kid with dyed white hair and who pretends to be cool all day long, the others are basically local chickens and dogs, which really makes Lu Yuan not interested.

His current goal has long been placed on Lin Zhiqin, Qin Feng and the middle-aged disciples surnamed Tang, who are the older generation of personal disciples.

"When can you easily pinch and explode Qin Feng them. I'm kind of confident. ”

Lu Yuan thought secretly in his heart.

At this time, he ordered the meal before. It's served.

"Do you want to pull him along?"

In front of the small round table, a young man with short hair and a slight stubble on his chin casually played with the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, while looking at a young man who was feasting in the distance, and casually proposed.

The other four people at the table glanced in the direction the young man was pointing, and quickly withdrew their gaze.

A girl with a ponytail, a goose egg face, and a slightly cold temperament said coldly: "Do you think there is still a spare place at our table?" ”

(End of chapter)