A hundred refining martial arts body is not something that any kind of martial artist can cultivate.

There is such a saying in the rivers and lakes that the great masters of the world may not all have practiced a hundred martial arts, but those who have practiced a hundred martial arts bodies will undoubtedly become great masters in the end.

The pursuit of martial arts practice is to kill the muscles and bones, and constantly strengthen and strengthen them, so that they can be compared to the Western Vajra Buddha in the flesh and reach the state of immortality and incorruptibility.

As we all know, when cultivating to reach the realm of a little grandmaster, his martial arts body can almost reach the point of being invulnerable, invulnerable, and difficult to commit with all kinds of poisons.

But this is far from the peak of martial arts.

If you can embark on the path of martial arts, no one will say that you can't endure hardship. However, the people who can survive the hardships of a hundred refinements are even rarer than the people who have achieved great masters in the rivers and lakes today.

Xue Ding began to practice martial arts at the age of five, began to practice swords at the age of seven, and entered the realm of a small grandmaster at the age of thirty.

Everyone is amazed by Schröding's talent, but how many people know the effort behind him.

Since he started practicing knives, he has to practice slashing more than 10,000 times a day with an iron knife of more than 30 catties. From the age of seven to the age of thirty, exactly twenty-three years ago, from the first time he entered the martial realm to the time he entered the grandmaster, this practice had never been interrupted.

Even if he was discouraged and hid in the town with his sister, he struck iron every day with a knife.

In terms of talent, there are few people in this world who can match, and in terms of hard work, I am afraid that it can make the world embarrassed by the unknown number of warriors.

No matter how high or low the martial arts are, Xue Ding has never let go of the polishing of his martial arts body.

For more than 30 years, the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of days of blood and sweat has made this today's martial arts body.

Xue Ding looked directly at the great master Lan Ning in front of him, stretched his body, and the bones of his body crackled like fried soybeans, as if every inch of muscle, every bone was full of violent power.

"You're the first person to let me really show my martial arts body. The crimson in Schröding's eyes gradually melted into his pupils, and his eyes turned a faint crimson.

Lan Ning was still swaying his sleeves, looking at Xue Ding indifferently, and the corners of his mouth no longer had a sarcastic smile, but a little more jealousy.

How can there be a martial artist in the world who has not tried to impact the hundred refining martial arts body in the past, but this way has too high requirements for the foundation, whether it is a person with outstanding talents, if he has not laid a solid foundation at the beginning of the martial arts, it is a fool's dream to achieve a hundred refining martial arts in the future.

Lan Ning's martial arts began after knowing Meng Ze Lanqing and getting the Shaohua Gong Fa cheats.

In addition, in order to improve his cultivation, he constantly practiced in the left way, although he was on the path of martial arts, his physique was far inferior to that of a real martial artist.

Just like he took Xue Ding's punch just now, others looked at him directly with his chest, but in fact, he secretly used several times the internal force to set up an invisible protective barrier outside his body.

"What a pure extreme martial artist," Lan Ning stretched out a hand and made a gentle move at Xue Ding: "Let me see the true power of the Hundred Refining Martial Body." ”

"You'll see," Xue Ding had just said this, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

Lan Ning's eyes shrank inward, of course he knew that Xue Ding's performance could not be a Taoist technique similar to shapeshifting, this was pure speed, extremely fast speed.

The sound of breaking wind suddenly gathered in his ears, and a fist directly tore open the wind curtain and smashed into Lan Ning's temple.

Lan Ning snorted coldly, and the protective barrier of the twelve-point skill instantly blocked the fist path.

This time, the talisman barrier was no longer formless and insubstantial, but a white talisman crystal shield like an ice edge appeared.

There was a crisp sound, and in the next second, the seemingly indestructible talisman crystal shield directly exploded on the spot and scattered in all directions.

Lan Ning felt that he had faced up to Xue Ding's strength after exerting a hundred refining martial arts, but he didn't expect that he would still underestimate it, and even the protective barrier of twelve points of skill could not block the punch of this extreme power.

His speed was not slow, and at the moment when the protective barrier exploded, he had already raised his elbow in response.

Xue Ding's punch slammed into Lan Ning's elbow, and Lan Ning was smashed and slid out three feet away.

There were two deep ravines on the deck that had been plowed out by Lanning's feet, and if it weren't for the fact that the deck was thick enough, I'm afraid his feet would have passed through the deck.

Xue Ding stood still, maintaining the movement of punching, and a faint blood gushed out from the fist, and then flowed back into his body along Xue Ding's pores.

This round of fighting shocked the four seats, and even the drummers who were drumming by the riverside were stunned.

It was the first time in so many years that they had seen someone who could repel their Lanning City Lord head-on, and they had withdrawn so far at once.

Lan Ning gently moved the arm that had just received Xue Ding's punch, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "This power is really not nonsense, this power is really unreasonable, but," Lan Ning paused, and there was a sudden burst of light in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "This is far from strong enough!"

Lan Ning suddenly exerted force, so fast that it left an afterimage in place.

Before he could breathe, he appeared in front of Xue Ding, and slammed his fist into Xue Ding's forehead without any skill.

Xue Ding only had time to deflect slightly to avoid the fixed fist, but Lan Ning suddenly changed his move, turned into an elbow blow from a straight fist, and slammed it on Xue Ding's shoulder.

Schröding snorted, and the whole person was smashed on the deck with a bang, and the surrounding decks were covered with dense cracks.

Lan Ning didn't stop, and raised his foot and stomped on the back of Xue Ding's head at lightning speed, the force was undoubtedly going to kill Xue Ding.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, Xue Ding rolled and avoided Lan Ning's powerful sinking kick.

A deep footprint was trodden out on the deck.

Schröding stood up directly after rolling, reached out and wiped the marks on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Xue," Yan Hong really pinched a cold sweat for Xue Ding.

Meng Juntong gently took Yan Hong's hand and signaled her to feel at ease.

Lan Ning beckoned to Xue Ding again: "Come again!"

Of course, Xue Ding was not polite, and at the moment, he slammed a hard fist into the opponent's chest.

Lan Ning didn't even defend himself, and ate Xue Ding's punch hard, but in exchange, he also kicked him back and slapped Xue Ding's waist hard.

The two of them were each knocked back a few paces, and their steps were fixed, but they rushed up again.

Where are the masters of the realm of the two grandmasters, you don't see advanced martial arts moves between you and me, only the extremely simple you come and go, fists and legs.

But who would dare to underestimate such a battle.