The scorching sun was in the sky, and the scorching sun scorched the land of Rock Town, and the weeds everywhere were also squeezed out of the last trace of moisture, and the withered yellow grass blades curled and spread on the ground. The rising heat distorted the air, and the mountains in the distance were mirage-like.

Panshi Town, located in the east of the Guiyuan Continent, close to Rock City, is managed by one of the branches of the Rock Family, and is a town with a history of more than 9,000 years, dating back to its age, even earlier than Rock City under the control of family members. There is no doubt that Rock Town is the birthplace of the Rock family.

In the martial arts arena on the west side of the town, a half-grown teenager was naked* and kept waving his fists at the sandbag in front of him. Sweat flowed down the tanned skin like a stream, and with each fist, the beads of sweat that flowed down were shattered into strings of mist by the muscles that trembled wildly, and were quickly evaporated. On the sandbags, the ground around him and the boy's body were covered with a thin layer of salt frost.

After the boy threw more than 100 punches in a row, he suddenly slowed down, retreated half a step, opened his right arm to his side suddenly, took a deep breath, turned his feet, bent his knees, twisted his waist, sent his shoulders, swung his head, punched, all the movements were done in one go, without dragging the mud and water, and the strong muscles of the calf squirmed even more frantically - "bang" with a loud bang, the boy's right fist hit the sandbag, and the back of the "lala......lala" sandbag burst open a bowl-like hole because of the instantaneous strong pressure, and the silver-white fine sand flowed out of the gap.

As if he had lost all his strength, the boy sat down on the ground softly, but jumped up violently - after most of the day's exposure to the scorching sun, the temperature of the surface can be imagined.

"This is the first few sandbags that this Young Master Gurung has burst?"

"I can't remember, God, that sandbag was sewn from the finest rhinoceros skin, and he punched it......"

"I'm afraid that the cultivators of the late stage of the second order don't have such a powerful pure flesh physical strength, right?"

"But he's only a first-order now!What if he breaks through to the second-order?What about the third-order?oh my God, I can't imagine how strong this kid will be in the future!"

Hearing everyone's discussion, the young man named Gurung scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, and his honest expression caused a burst of light laughter.

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On a small road outside the town, a well-made carriage was moving slowly, and the knights around it followed the carriage forward.

The material of the carriage was very special, completely blocking the heat from the outside, and inside the carriage sat an old man with gray hair, whose body followed the bumps of the carriage and swayed slightly.

"Lord Dean, I expect to arrive in Rock Town in about an hour, do you need to speed up?"

When the old man heard this, he leaned half of his body out of the car window, and after feeling the pressure of heat outside, he quickly shrank back, and said slowly: "No need, keep the current speed, the weather is so hot, and people and horses can save some effort." ”

Waving off the entourage who had come to inquire, the old man rubbed his big red nose, changed his posture, and leaned back on the soft velvet cushion, narrowing his eyes in comfort.

Martial arts arena.

"Hehe, it seems that the consumption is still not enough......" Gurung muttered a few words thoughtfully, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and walked quickly to the weapon rack in the corner of the martial arts arena.

On the weapon rack were neatly placed a row of various blades made of fine iron, among which several spears and short swords that had been opened were glowing with a cold cold light in the sunlight.

Without hesitation, his gaze fell directly on a half-human-high mountain axe. There is nothing special about this mountain axe, the only characteristic is that it is heavy, very heavy. The entire length of the axe is about 120 centimeters, and the whole body is made of refined iron, weighing 300 kilograms.

"Hey-" exhaled, and he lifted the tomahawk with one hand, feeling a little struggling, and hurriedly used both hands to stabilize the balance of the axe.

"It seems that you have to move a little more seriously...... nodding with satisfaction, Gurung carried a half-human-high battle axe, slowly walked to the center of the martial arts arena, took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, the muscles of his whole body expanded again, and he picked up the battle axe with both arms, regardless of the moves, and danced like this, the violent friction between the axe blade and the air brought a piercing sound of breaking the air.

"Whew...... Hu ...... "The weight of the axe itself and the inertia when swinging it made Gurung feel very difficult, and in less than ten minutes, his body was a little unbearable, and even his breathing became much heavier.

But he didn't stop, still gritting his teeth and constantly pushing his limits. Every muscle in his body was transmitting waves of force to his arms, and with each swing of the tomahawk, he seemed to hear the tooth-aching sound of every fiber of the muscle......

"Hmm...... It's almost to the limit......" Gurung smiled bitterly, but when he thought that he had not been able to break through to the second order for two whole years, his gaze regained firmness, and once again mobilized the strength of his whole body, the frequency of muscle tremors had exceeded the load of his body, and even a few places had been severely torn.

"No matter, let's die—hh

"Plop-" Gurung, who was enduring severe pain, trembled and knelt on the ground, causing a burst of exclamations from people in the distance, and several of them had begun to move in the direction of the young man's kneeling.

"No, don't come here...... I—I'm fine......" He closed his eyes in pain, as if expecting something to happen.

Finally, a familiar stream of heat rushed from Gurung's eyebrows to his whole body, quickly repairing his arms and several severely damaged muscles, and the intense itching sensation almost made him moan.

In less than five minutes, the wounds on his body were healed, and only the dried blood remained on the tiger's mouth on his hands. The remaining heat lingered inside him for a while, slowly melting into the flesh and strengthening his body.

"......Huh" Gu Long breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stood up, stretched his waist, and there was a crisp sound of "crackling" from the bones of his body, clenched his fists hard, felt the huge increase in the strength of the skin and flesh, and cracked his mouth with satisfaction.

Gurung found that he had a special physique, it has been more than a year, he does not know what the meaning of this heat flow represents, only knows that whenever he exerts more force than the limit that his body can bear, causing serious trauma, this mysterious heat flow will appear, and repair and strengthen his body, and it is precisely because of the existence of this heat flow that he has a special physique that far surpasses his peers in all aspects for more than a year.

"It's a pity that this mysterious heat flow needs to recover too long, otherwise I would have harmed myself every day......" Gurung, who was frightened by his own thoughts, couldn't help but shudder.

He knew better than anyone that this idea of relying on nothing was unrealistic, if he wanted to become a real powerhouse, he had to cultivate hard step by step, if it weren't for this desperate gamble in order to take the opportunity to break through to the second-order cultivation, he would not use this almost self-harming way to train himself.

"Well, the amount of power contained in the skin and flesh has reached the limit of the first order, I don't believe that I still can't successfully break through to the second order this time!" Adjusting the state of his body slightly, the young man sat cross-legged on the spot with a smile on his face, relaxing his mind, and was ready to break through.

A minute passed.

Ten minutes passed.

Half an hour passed.

The smile on the boy's face gradually stiffened, but the long-awaited scene still did not appear.

"No, no, no!" the boy wiped the sweat from his face in annoyance and stood up.