Three days passed in the blink of an eye for the Tianwu List competition, and there was no particularly fierce battle during the period, most of the people on the Tianwu List unilaterally defeated their opponents and defended their rankings, and Feng Zhengyang, who had just been promoted, was also challenged three times.

But whenever his sword weapon appeared, he directly admitted defeat to the other party, which made him very depressed.

How can a cultivator retreat without a fight, the impact on his state of mind is extremely strong.

After Feng Zhengyang found out about this, he no longer showed his sword weapon easily, and sure enough, many people came to ask for advice, but they were all defeated one by one, and it was extremely fast.

Everyone recalled the situation that day, and before the other party could make a move, Feng Zhengyang had already disappeared in place, and before the opponent could react, his body flew out towards the outside of the martial arts.

Since he slowly explored the characteristics of Huang Fujie's moves, he began to study the application of them to his body, and called it shrinking the ground into inches.

As the name suggests, in an area, after the speed reaches a certain frequency, the speed can be increased several times, so there is this scene.

After the end, Feng Zhengyang returned to Tingfeng Tower, because Xiao Qing ranked in the top ten of the Tianwu list, so he still needed to leave at the end of today's competition, and Hu Ming also stayed.

Cultivation room.

Feng Zhengyang was already sitting on the ground, and his consciousness entered the tortoiseshell, and the same action was repeated in front of the palace.

"Huang Fujie's speed has been extremely fast, so he can contain countless sword qi in one sword, and if I want to practice this shrinking inch, I still need to practice thousands of times. ”

I saw that his aura gathered on his legs, and as soon as his feet shook, the ground sank down, but if you look closely at its pit, you can see the subtle cracks in the pit, and the middle of each crack has been completely shattered, which is the horror of shrinking the ground into inches.

If you think about it carefully, if you gather the spiritual power in your hand and hit the opponent, the internal organs and meridians of the person who were hit by the strength of the fist will probably be like the ground at this time, shattering into foam.

But now the wind is rising and shrinking into inches has not been skillfully used, and it can't reach the realm he wants, and now he can only use it on his body, and the aura consumed has been more than half, and he only used it once.

Shrinking the ground into inches not only requires extremely high control of spiritual power, but also requires the maximum consumption of spiritual energy.

Every time Feng Zhengyang punches, the aura in his body seems to be drained, and every time he punches, he needs to recover his mental method.

As the minutes passed, Feng Zhengyang didn't know how many times he had practiced, and each time it would be a little faster than the last time, which was also effective.

Just as he was about to continue, Emperor Yao's voice shouted his name from the palace.

The wind stopped, and the figure moved slightly into the palace.

As soon as he entered the palace, he saw Emperor Yao's spirit body floating above the grandstand in the center.

I haven't seen Emperor Yao for a long time, his body is getting clearer and clearer, although he is still in a soul state, he has gradually begun to return to his previous appearance, and it can be seen that his memory has recovered part of it.

"My memory has recovered a little, and the memories of the Liuyun Sect that I saw before are also vaguely remembered, I once traveled here with a friend, and he also said that he wanted to establish a human cultivator's realm here, as a way to fight against the demons, but it was too long ago, and the memory was very vague. ”

Emperor Yao said flatly, as if the hero of the story was not himself.

Feng Zhengyang then remembered the problem he encountered when he cultivated to shrink the ground into inches, after all, his master did not appear often, and since the life essence entered his body, he often fell into a state of sleep.

"Master, I've encountered some problems in my cultivation recently, the loss of aura is always too large, is there any way to reduce the loss of aura?"

When Emperor Yao heard this, he floated over from the stands and replied.

"Reiki is a thing that exists in heaven and earth, and for cultivators, even if they don't take the initiative to absorb it, they will enter the cultivator's body themselves. ”

"The control of Reiki is like the daily eating of human beings, as much as they eat, they consume as much as they want, and if they want to reduce their demand for food, they have to reduce their relative intake. ”

After a pause, Emperor Yao continued.

"It's the same with aura, if you wear too much, you absorb more and more, so do you understand?"

Emperor Yao's words completely woke up the wind.

Recalling the situation when he was cultivating to shrink into inches, every time he punched, the aura in his body would be drained, and then he would immediately use his mental method to recover, and then continue to practice.

The consequence of this is that the need to shrink the ground into inches is greater and greater every time, if you try to recover a little less every time you make a shot, gradually, the loss will become less, and at that time, the number of times the absorbed aura can be used to shrink the ground into inches will also increase.

Just do it, Feng Zhengyang hurriedly said goodbye to Emperor Yao, and went out of the palace gate, Emperor Yao looked at the back of Feng Zhengyang leaving, and nodded with satisfaction.

Feng Zhengyang's heart moved, his body bent slightly, and in one go, a deep pit appeared on the ground in an instant, and he could feel that the aura in his body was drastically decreasing.

He hurriedly adjusted the operation of the meridians in his body, and the absorption from the outside world suddenly slowed down, and the aura slowly recovered.

Only halfway recovered, he did not hesitate at all, the aura gathered in his fists, and he struck another blow forward, and the aura in his body was rapidly reduced again.

Continuing to control the absorption of aura, this time it was a third, and he swung his fist again, and the punch burst out, only to see him hit the floor with one punch.

On the other hand, the center of the blow spread out in all directions, and a small crack appeared, and then it turned into a huge crack, but because it was in the tortoise shell, there was an automatic repair aura, so the floor was soon restored to its original state.

Before the floor could recover, Feng Zhengyang's figure jumped up, his body turned in the air, and as soon as he stepped into the ground, the floor instantly cracked again, just like Fang Cai.

He knew that he had succeeded, that he was already able to use two blows, and he didn't stop, and began to practice the same movements and methods day after day.

After the Tianwu List competition was over, Xiao Qinghu Ming returned, and the wind was rising, at this time, he was not only able to use five times to shrink the ground into inches, but his cultivation was greatly improved, and his control of the aura could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds.

The first time Xiao Qing saw him, he found that Feng Zhengyang seemed to be a different person, if the Feng Zhengyang who fought at the beginning was a sleeping lion, and at this time he woke up by himself, and his breath was more than a little stronger than before.

Even Tiger Song seemed to feel a sense of oppression.

"Zhengyang, have you improved your cultivation, I found that you actually formed a sense of oppression for me. ”

Hu Ming asked.

"Senior brother, I have indeed gained new insights recently, and we can learn more when we have time. ”

Feng Zhengyang said with a smile.