"What's going on?" Zhou Fan shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

At this time, a memory came to his mind, and this made him understand what this was all about.

Zhou Fan's face kept changing.

He was defeated.

And the defeat was quite crisp and neat.

Just three punches!

The first punch, break through the domineering god fist head-on!

The second punch shattered the condensed domineering spirit armor!

The third punch hit his head directly.

Since then, memories have been interrupted.

After thinking about the cause and effect, Zhou Fan lay on the bed with his head up, a little silent for a while.

Although I have experienced many dangers on the way, this is the first time I have experienced a sense of powerlessness like this one.

Although he knew that Mangtuo might be strong, he never expected that the gap between them would be so big.

Subconsciously touched the door of his head.

There were no injuries there.

But the terrifying fist that seemed to be like the sky falling apart still left an indelible memory in my mind.

As for this place.

It is a recuperation place set up by Tifeng, which is specially used to accommodate disciples like them who were injured in the competition.

At this time, the girls dressed as doctors also rushed forward when they saw him wake up, and began to carefully examine him.

Zhou Fan didn't react in this process, like a puppet at their disposal.

Soon, the inspection was complete.

After making sure that there was nothing wrong with his body, the head doctor told him a few words to pay attention to recuperation, and then turned around and left the room with his subordinates who were still a little reluctant.

Zhou Fan didn't respond to this, just put his hands behind his head, Mu Mu looked at the beam above his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

It didn't take long for a soft voice to sound.

Looking sideways, when he saw the person coming clearly, Zhou Fan's eyes suddenly became a little strange.

It was Duanmu Qing who had met in the ring before.

I saw that she was wearing a long cyan dress, and her long hair, which was originally high and erected, was also casually draped on her shoulders at this moment.

It seems that he is not used to this kind of outfit, and from time to time he reaches out and pulls the corners of his clothes with some crampedness, but the range of movement is too large, revealing the snow-white but strong muscles in it!

is different from the fierceness in the ring at the beginning, at this moment she has a little more feminine and feminine atmosphere, and her gaze at herself is also a little evasive, which seems to contain some indescribable and unclear meaning.

"Senior Sister Duanmu, I'm fine."

"It's just that I didn't expect that Senior Brother Mangtuo's strength would be so strong."

"In retrospect, it's like there's a world separating it."

Zhou Fan shook his head, slightly emotional, and didn't seem to understand the strangeness in her eyes.

In this regard, a touch of loss suddenly flashed on Duanmu Qing's face, and then he pretended to be calm and sat sideways.

"There is no need for junior disciples to be presumptuous."

"Senior brother, he has been cultivating for many years, and he has already tempered his strength to the peak, so it is not surprising that he was defeated in his hands."

"On the contrary, the fact that you can take over the three moves of Senior Brother has almost spread throughout the entire body peak."

"Now everyone calls you the 'second day talent' of Tifeng, and they also say that with your talent, it may not be long before you can catch up with Senior Brother and his footsteps in the future."

"Hehe, thank you sister for your comfort."

Zhou Fan chuckled, and finally broke free from the loss of this defeat.

It's not terrible to fail once.

The terrible thing is that it has been slumped since then.

This journey may have been a little too smooth.

Having such a lesson is not necessarily a good thing from a certain point of view.

Seeing that he was re-energized, the corners of Duanmu Qing's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

The bright eyes flickered slightly, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Fan's face, and his heart was beating more and more rapidly for some reason.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but a rough laugh suddenly sounded, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

"Haha, junior brother, have you woken up?"

"I'm really sorry just now, my senior brother is a little happy to see the hunt, so I don't have a serious start."

"Senior brother, don't blame senior brother."

The voice fell.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

I saw Mangtuo walking into the room with his waist bent, and the ward, which was originally quite spacious, suddenly became a little crowded under his huge size.

"Huh? It seems like I'm not here at the right time. ”

"Why don't I, senior brother, avoid it first, and you two continue?"

Feeling the strange atmosphere in the room, Mangtuo touched his head, glanced back and forth between the two of them, and then showed a look of sudden realization.

"Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Under his slightly narrow eyes, Duanmu Qing's face suddenly turned red.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, her personality is extremely strong, but after all, she is also a woman, so she only felt ashamed and angry at the moment, and immediately hid her face and fled the room.

It's just that in a hurry, she seems to have run in the wrong direction.

Bang!

A bang!

Looking at the humanoid hole left by the wall, the two people in the room looked at each other, and their eyes were a little strange.

"Ahem, junior brother, you can."

"I've never seen Senior Sister Duanmu, and there is such a gaffe."

Mantuo coughed lightly and secretly gave a thumbs up.

Regarding this guy's frowning appearance, Zhou Fan just didn't hear it.

"Senior brother, don't be joking, Senior Sister Duanmu is just an ordinary visit."

"It's you, senior brother, why do you have time to come?"

"It's nothing, the main thing is to come and see your situation."

Seeing that he didn't seem to want to talk about it, Mangtuo also accepted it when he saw it, touched his head, and showed a smile on his face.

"Judging by the way you look now, it shouldn't be a big deal."

"In this case, I will be relieved, senior brother."

Hearing this, Zhou Fan probably understood that he was afraid that he would be hit, so he came over to comfort him.

I didn't expect this guy to be rough and have such a careful side.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to be so weak."

"But there is one thing, the junior brother wants to ask the senior brother for advice."

Shaking his head, Zhou Fan's eyes flashed slightly, ready to take this opportunity to raise the doubts in his heart.

"Hehe, you want to ask why you lost at that time, right?"

As if guessing what he wanted to say, Mangto couldn't help but grin.

"That's right." Zhou Fan was also calm.

Anyway, I lost and lost, and I was not embarrassed to admit it.

It's just that there is one thing he can't figure out.

His own strength is not weak, even in the face of Duanmu Qing of the Ninefold Open Pulse Realm, he has the strength to fight.

However, in front of Mantuo, he was still as weak as a baby.

Obviously, the other party did not use any exercises, and his cultivation was also suppressed to the fifth level of the Open Pulse Realm.

But the power contained in his punches was obviously far beyond the limit of this realm!

It's like eggs and pieces of iron.

Even if the size seems to be the same, if the two collide, the end result will only be one.

"You know the 'meaning' thing, right?"

At this time, Mantuo's voice also came slowly.

Looking at the puzzled look on Zhou Fan's face, Mangtuo scratched his head, as if he didn't know where to start.

"I don't know how to explain the specifics, it's like the knife has 'sword intent', the sword has 'sword intent', and the fist also has 'fist intent', this feeling seems to be innate, so, so, so, you should understand, right?"

"In short, that's it, once you master the 'will', you can strengthen your own power to an unbelievable level!"

After listening to Mangtuo's explanation in the clouds, although Zhou Fan was a little confused, after thinking about it carefully, he probably understood something.

Although it sounds a bit troublesome.

But to put it simply, the so-called 'meaning' is nothing more than a special means of amplification.

It's just that this increase is so much larger than imagined.

"Then senior brother, how to grasp this 'meaning'?"

"Good question!" In the face of Zhou Fan's inquiry, Mangtuo gave a thumbs up again.

In the former's expectant eyes, I saw him grinning wide, revealing two rows of white teeth.

"But it's a pity, I don't know, senior brother!"

"Forehead ......"

"Then how did you grasp your 'meaning', senior brother?"

Looking at his proud appearance, Zhou Fan couldn't help but have black lines on his face, but he still asked with some reluctance.

"Well, it's actually very simple."

Mantuo patted his head and began to reminisce earnestly.

"It was a cool morning......"

"As usual, I woke up and started practicing boxing, and then I practiced and practiced, and naturally mastered it."

“……”

Listening to this Versailles-like speech, Zhou Fan suddenly fell silent.

If you don't know that you can't beat it.

Now I have to get up and give this thing an electric cannon!

"Haha, junior brother, don't be too anxious, who can say for sure about this kind of thing in cultivation?"

"Maybe one day you'll be like me, and you'll be able to master it as soon as you wake up?"

"Okay, since you're okay, senior brother, senior brother is relieved."

"You can continue to recuperate here, I will leave first if I have something to do."

Mangtuo opened his mouth to comfort him, waved his hand, and turned to leave the room.

Looking at his disappearing back, Zhou Fan's face was full of helplessness.

But fortunately, this conversation was not without gains.

At least I know that there is such a thing as 'meaning'.

With his talent (system) and a general direction, it is enough.

As long as it dares to appear on its own panel in the future, see if he adds it or not, and it's over!

Thinking about this section, the last trace of mustard is completely put down.

Jumping up from the bed, Zhou Fan stretched his waist, and then walked away from here.

And shortly after he left.

Duanmu Qing, who had already left, actually turned back again.

Looking at the empty room, a look of disappointment flashed across her face.

He stood there and was silent for a long time.

Only then did he slap the door frame and turn away in annoyance.

When the doctor in the convalescence department came back, he looked at the messy room and froze in place, completely unsure of what had happened during this time.

……

……

The other side.

After leaving the convalescence, Zhou Fan did not rush back to his cave mansion, but went straight to the Martial Pavilion.

Now that we know the existence of 'meaning', of course we have to find a way to figure it out as soon as possible.

Enter the Martial Pavilion.

Easily drove to the bookshelf located in the far corner.

What is stored here is all about all kinds of strange anecdotes, as well as some cultivation experiences left by predecessors.

The last time I came here, I was in a hurry to find the exercises, so I only read them cursoly.

I hope that this time, I can find some information about 'meaning'.

Time flies.

At this glance, the time came to the middle of the night.

Under the impatient urging of the Martial Pavilion Administrator, Zhou Fan put down the last book and left this place in contemplation.

Under the bright moonlight.

Zhou Fan walked alone on the silent mountain road, his brows furrowed as if he was thinking about something.

This time, Wu Ge and his party were not completely without gains.

In a fragmented ancient book, he did find some information about 'Yi'.

According to the above, the so-called 'mind' is more like a state than an ability.

For example, the most commonly heard sword intent.

When the person who uses the sword has a certain level of understanding of the sword, he will enter a special realm, which is the so-called "unity of man and sword".

A swordsman who has reached this level, even if it is just a wooden sword, can still sharpen iron like clay in his hands.

Of course, this is only the most basic performance.

It is not so easy to truly master the sword intent.

Both talent and perseverance are indispensable.

A special case like Mangtuo can only be said to be a probability of 1 in 100 million, which is not worth referring to at all.

However, it is said that in ancient times, the monks had some kind of means to quickly grasp the 'mind'.

But time has passed, and after countless years, this method does not seem to have survived.

Nowadays, there are very few monks who can grasp the 'meaning'.

As for the method of cultivation, there are two sentences mentioned in the ancient books.

But it's basically all mysterious and mysterious words like what to perceive the way of heaven, the realm of selflessness, and so on.

Seeing that Zhou Fan was in a fog, he didn't know what he was talking about at all.

Even so, after seeing the power of 'Yi', Zhou Fan would definitely not give up so easily to master this special realm.

"Maybe the peak master, his old man, will know about this."

An idea popped into my head.

However, with the identity and status of the other party, he is just an ordinary registered disciple, and he is still ranked more than the eighth-hundredth.

Even if you ask, the other party may not be interested in answering.

Just when Zhou Fan was distressed by this.

As if sensing some kind of abnormal noise, he suddenly stopped, looked sideways at a pile of weeds not far away, and his eyes flashed with a cold glow.

"Who's hiding there!"

As the words fell, there was no movement in the weeds.

There was silence all around, except for the rustle of leaves in the breeze, as if it had just been his delusion.

"Humph!"

Zhou Fan snorted coldly, and his divine sense swept over, but he still didn't find anything.

But he didn't let his guard down.

Instead, he took out a flying sword directly from the storage ring.

Under the manipulation of the divine sense, the flying sword turned into a sharp sword and stabbed straight into the weeds!

"Discovered!"

"Do it!"

"Divine Wheel Sealing Array!"

Several cold voices came out of it one after another.

The next moment, a transparent light curtain lit up, instantly enveloping a radius of nearly a kilometer!