The next day, Wu Jian got up early, and when he came to the courtyard, he didn't go directly to practice Vajra Boxing, because practicing without practicing the body was equivalent to practicing in vain, so he planned to start with the basic skills first.

Wu Jian slowly turned his legs into two ninety-degree right angles, clenched his hands into fists, and began to punch rhythmically.

An hour later, Wu Jian was already sweating profusely, and he slowly sat down cross-legged and began to meditate on his mind.

In the evening he came again, but this time he stood longer, and the punches he threw began to show a punching style, and he did this every day for half a month.

Half a month has passed, Wu Jian has no pressure when he practices horse step punching, he walks like flying every day, he can eat a few rice in one meal, his body is much stronger than before, and the outline of his muscles has begun to appear slowly.

On this day, after Wu Jian finished squatting, he frowned and muttered: "The physical fitness is much stronger, but the strength is still too poor after all, it's time to change the way of refining the body."

After saying that, he thought about it, and came to the side outside the door, where there was a hundred-pound big stone, Wu Jian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately hugged it, the stone was not very heavy, but if Wu Jian kept holding it, it would still work.

But Wu Jian is not the kind of person waiting here, immediately lifting the stone and starting to run towards the shield mountain, running with the stone can easily exercise every muscle of the body with the constant change of the center, this is exactly what Wu Jian thought.

There were still people coming and going under the shield mountain, and Wu Jian was running with a big stone, and no one felt weird, because most of the martial artists who practiced the body cultivated in this way.

But one person in the crowd sneered disdainfully, and began to chase after Wu Jian, and stopped in front of Wu Jian.

Wu Jian looked up, his eyes suddenly became cold, last time he didn't plan to show too much strength, and he stopped fighting with this Lynch, but he didn't expect this guy to come to him for trouble, which made Wu Jian completely angry.

However, Wu Jian didn't break out immediately, just said coldly: "Get out of the way"

Lynch said with a hippie smile: "Eh, since the junior brother wants to refine the body, you can find the senior brother and me, you can't practice like this,"

Wu Jian replied: "Then how do you say to practice?"

"It should be practiced like this, the fourth type of Vajra Fist Vajra Destruction Fist", that Lynch suddenly looked hideous, shouted in a low voice, and raised his fist towards Wu Jian,

Although Lynch's move is terrifying, but the speed is too slow after all, Wu Jian reacted and immediately dropped the stone and retreated, although he has been tempered and polished for half a month, his physical fitness has improved a lot, but compared with the physical fitness of this martial artist who has practiced Lynch since childhood, it is still too much worse.

The surrounding disciples gathered more and more, and they were all talking about it, and a thin disciple said: "Isn't this Wu Jian's kid, who has been beaten by Lynch for a few months, and he didn't dare to show his anger at all, and the kid actually dared to do something with Lynch?"

The disciple next to him said: "Well, I guess I was bullied a lot, I want to fight for something, I remember that a few months ago, he was only the strength of the fourth-layer realm of condensation, and his body was extremely thin, it was very easy for me to defeat him at that time, but seeing that he is now fighting with Lynch, the aura fluctuations emanating from his body, I am afraid that he has the strength of the sixth-layer condensation, and he is obviously a lot stronger, not as sick as before." ”

The thin little disciple continued: "Hey, even if he goes crazy to cultivate, I don't think he can beat Lynch, he is a veteran disciple, I don't know how long ago he stepped into the sixth layer of condensation, he is afraid that the Vajra Fist he cultivated is almost at its peak, it is estimated that he will be able to enter the inner gate next year, this Wu Jian is also bold, he actually dares to do something with him." “

The two of them were still fighting fiercely on the field.

At this time, Lynch was already a little surprised, Wu Jian, who had not seen him for a few months, had no qualifications to fight with him from the beginning, and now he actually felt some pressure, he had been fighting with him for so long, and he was slashed a few times by him even if he didn't hurt him. He slowly began to be a little impatient, he felt that he was much stronger than Wu Jian, and Wu Jian could not win against him, and he could not win.

Lynch shouted in a low voice: "King Kong Fist Sixth Style, King Kong Breaking Mountain" Lynch's fist doubled in size and smashed directly into Wu Jian's chest in front of him.

At this time, Wu Jian had actually tried out this Lynch's Taoism, he thought that this guy could fight with him, but when he really did it, he felt that this guy was full of loopholes, although the martial arts were very powerful, but he really didn't have a sense of combat, he only knew how to lose his skills brainlessly, and he didn't know how to hide his strength at all.

He is not in a hurry now, he is completely sure to defeat Lynch, but the time he has come to this world is too short after all, and the sense of battle he has long been strong when he played those combat games in his previous life, and now he is too lacking in combat skills, and now he is completely using this Lynch as a whetstone.

Lynch's punch was close at hand, this time Wu Jian did not continue to dodge as he had just done, but silently urged the casting of the Qinglian Thirteen Swords, and a strange lotus flower began to appear on his Qinggang sword, and a faint aura fluctuation was ready, and now, a sword stabbed towards Lynch's fist.

Poof, there was no more sound of fine iron intertwining as usual, and a sword pierced Lynch's fist, and the green steel sword crossed deeply into Lynch's fist.

Pulling out and wiping into the sheath, Wu Jian finished all this without waves, walked to Lynch, who was already frightened, and said coldly: "Pay attention in the future, next time you provoke me, this sword will not hurt you, but the time to kill you." ”

After saying that, Lynch walked away, leaving behind a stunned crowd and a glazed-eyed Lynch.