Chapter 39: Good at being beaten

Inside the bamboo building, Yang Twenty was wearing a shabby cotton robe, sitting on the bamboo bed, closing his eyes and looking inward, he had been half-asleep and half-awake for a night of practice.

Without his deliberate guidance, the dragon could run freely.

His dantian qi sea was also expanding with the growth of the fire dragon, and his own mind was in it, as if he was in a lake, and a fiery red Yuan Dan floated in the center, which was very strange and gorgeous.

Yang Twenty opened his eyes and came to the outside of the bamboo building, in the past three years of beating, even he didn't dare to recall it carefully, as if as long as he thought about it, he would immediately grit his teeth and sweat in pain! Just one right arm, I don't know how many times it was broken.

But he is Yang Twenty, and he has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, so the suffering that these very people can bear is nothing to him, as long as he can improve his realm and make him stronger, then as long as he does not die, he will definitely be able to stand up again.

The white ape did not disappoint him, and every time he would just leave a breath for him, at every stage, within the limit of the injuries that Yang Twenty could bear, the white ape grasped it without any loss.

Every martial arts mountaineer can casually say boastful words such as boiling up the body or honing the realm, but how many people really do the word "boiling"?!

Like Yang Twenty, every time he hovers on the verge of life and death, the various benefits brought by him are unimaginable for ordinary martial artists.

The current young Yang Twenty, not only is the martial arts true qi in his body full of long and terrifying, but even his physique has truly reached the extreme from the inside out.

Who said that refining the physique is only a matter that only the three rank martial artists focus on? Then you might as well come and try a few tricks with the white ape!

Therefore, even when he is beaten with the white ape every day, as long as he can still walk, he will still honestly return to the bamboo building, practice the exercises, and nourish the meridians.

Of course, the more he came later, the less times he was really beaten by the white ape to the point that he couldn't stand up, which was naturally related to his own strength and the fact that he had a small success in the Divine Shaking Fist Technique, but the main thing was that the white ape no longer beat him like a dead hand, and it may be that the white ape felt that there was no place on this kid that he had not been beaten by it!

And Yang Twenty also found a somewhat strange phenomenon, now is the cold season of Sanjiu, just talking about the temperature of the weather, it seems that the valley is almost the same as the frozen people in the bamboo building, but at this time, Yang Twenty who is standing in the valley, but the speed of the fire dragon in the body is completely different from that in the bamboo building!

The current fire dragon can run like a fly in his body, but as long as he returns to the bamboo building, it will immediately become blocked.

It was as if the cold of the valley was only on his surface, and the cold qi in the bamboo tower could directly soak into his body, suppressing his sea of qi and fire dragon.

It's really weird.

This is the darkest time before dawn, and naturally it is the time of day when the temperature is lowest in the cold of winter.

Yang Twenty was in the valley, with his eyesight, he could still see the unimaginable green bamboo building, it seems, there is a kind of cold air floating out of the bamboo building, after rushing into the air of the valley, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, rampage, invincible.

Probably this is the reason why when Zhulou asked him to practice, he got twice the result with half the effort!

However, his master also said that the reason why the bamboo tower can be so cold is that there is a piece of something given to him by the old man inside, this kind of "thing", I am afraid that it is something that every martial artist in the rivers and lakes craves is not enough!

Yang Twenty retracted his thoughts, and if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it, anyway, this is Hengshan!

He simply retracted his mind and started a divine shaking fist in the cold and frozen valley, one move and one style is still so plain and unpretentious compared to three years ago, but at this time, the young man will come out, and it is already a flowing water, even if he does not urge the true qi, it seems that there is a faint breath lingering on his fist, like a continuous long dragon, connecting his every punch together, and his fist is the dragon's head!

Later, Yang Twenty closed his eyes, and the figure of a white shadow in the valley became faster and faster, as if I was the only one between heaven and earth!

It's like a picture of an immortal who splashes ink, and it's natural!

As the sun broke and dawn, Yang Twenty threw his last punch.

The long dragon, which is difficult to see with the naked eye, carries a strong wind, and throws away with its fists, just like the sunrise over the East China Sea, hitting the mountainside.

He put away his fist and let out a cloudy breath.

Boom!

It's like a winter thunder!

The earth shakes and the mountains shake!

Where the dragon that fist intent turned into a dragon crashed, a huge crater collapsed, like a meteorite falling.

Yang Twenty opened his eyes and looked at the east, where the light was growing.

It turns out that this part of my immobility after repelling the momentum of thousands of troops and horses with one punch is the true essence of God's shaking fist, and this image is the real Qingfeng Mountain, the bright moon and the river.

The old man in the bamboo building nodded slowly.

There are two reasons for this.

The first is naturally that Yang Twenty comprehended this fist intent when the sun rises in the East Mountain, which is really rare!

The second is that he can hold a sword!

After dawn, Yang Twenty pulled out his body, swept directly out of the valley, and leaped at the top of the forest, every time he touched the treetops, he could cross the half-sitting mountainside.

After such an hour, I finally saw the figure of the white ape.

The whereabouts of the white ape are uncertain now, and Yang Twenty has to look for it almost every morning.

In the past three years, even his light skills have improved a lot!

Dugu Heng said before that he would keep practicing with the white ape until the Six Realms were consummated, so he would not slack off for a moment.

Seeing that Yang Twenty came over, without him opening his mouth, the white ape stretched his waist and stood opposite him.

Yang Twenty looked at the white ape and smiled lightly, and smashed it directly with a punch, and now that he punched, he had more confidence.

The white ape was still covering his mouth with one hand, yawning, but he just stretched out a palm and pushed forward, colliding with Yang Twenty's fist, and the young man fell backwards.

The white ape is an understatement.

This is, of course, a normal thing.

If Yang Twenty's first punch at this time made the white ape pay attention, then he could go to the Kunlun faction to avenge his mother.

Yang Twenty-one stepped on the ground, pounced forward quickly, and the second punch struck again.

It's just that this time the white ape exerted a little force, and without waiting for Yang Twenty's punch to hit its body, it slapped him out in advance.

After being shot out, Yang Twenty stepped on the trunk of a tree, stabilized his body, put up a fist, and punched again.

Thirty punches later, the white ape narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the gray-robed young man who seemed to be different from before today, and clenched a fist.

This time, the young man pounced and exchanged punches with the white ape.

Needless to say, Yang Twenty flew out upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air, but this little injury is already harmless for the current young Yang Twenty, and it is not enough to worry about!

The white ape was also beaten by the boy and took a step back.

It's just that the young man's momentum has not decreased, his fist intent continues, and continuous attacks have followed.

Finally came to the eighty-first punch again.

Looking at Yang Twenty flying in the distance, like a dragon out of the water, his fist intent flowed all over his body, and there was a trace of wind and thunder, the white ape glared, and finally knew where today's youth was different from the past.

The two fists collided again, and Yang Twenty fell to the ground in the distance as if he was thrown by a white ape in his hand.

This time the ultimate collision, although the momentum was the most fierce, Yang Twenty was not physically injured, of course he also knew that it was the white ape's men who showed mercy and finally protected him.

It was almost the white ape who took his last punch strongly.

At the same time, the white ape took five steps back!

Yang Twenty was too lazy to get up.

I thought I would be able to repel the white ape at least ten steps today!

I didn't expect it to be five steps.

It's just that what he didn't see was that after five steps, the white ape's body was still shaking, and there was a long force, which was slowly unloaded from its body.

The white ape was indeed not easy After stabilizing his body, he came to Yang Twenty's side, and after looking at the virtue of lying on the ground and following up with a ploppy man who came to Hengshan, he couldn't help but kick this guy.

Yang Twenty rolled out ten steps away, but he just didn't get up, it seemed that he was determined to break the jar.

The white ape continued to come to Yang Twenty's side.

The young man just shouted: "There is no heavenly reason, there is no heavenly reason, Lao Tzu still sleeps for a day today, even if you step on it, I won't be able to get up, the master of the Six Realms spits on a nail, and if you can't say it, you won't get up." ”

The white ape smiled lightly, just threw an inquiring look to the young man lying on the ground, and then made a movement to raise his feet.

Then, this master of the Six Realms, who had just been "righteous and righteous", immediately stood up with a carp, standing straighter than the trunk of the tree!

The white ape grinned in satisfaction at first, and then stretched out five fingers to Yang Twenty with a slight mystery.

Yang Twenty pouted and said: "This kind of small thing like five steps back, don't take it out in the future, Big Brother Ape, and make me embarrassed." ”

The white ape shook his head.

Although he had to stand up under the force oppression of the white ape, the young man who was still listless first didn't know why, and then his eyes lit up in an instant, and shouted: "You mean, you have already used five successful powers just now?"

The white ape nodded.

The young man began to laugh quite proudly, "I'll just say, the master said at the beginning that the god shakes the fist to the peak, and even the strong who refining the god can beat the heart shakes, although Lao Tzu has not practiced it yet, but it is still ...... to beat a beast."

The young man, who knew that he was excited for a while and spoke disrespectfully, swallowed the remaining half of the sentence back into his stomach, and then escaped from the ...... around him with all his strength Big Ape's fist attack range.

Late!

Then poor Yang Twenty didn't suffer any serious injuries when he was just fighting, and at this time, he was directly smashed into the cliff by the white ape.

As a result, there is another cave in Hengshan.

If someone asks him at this time, what is the best thing to do?

Yang Twenty's answer will definitely be "beaten"!

Just a moment later.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Yang Twenty's mouth, and he stood in front of the white ape again.

He glared and shouted, "Come again." ”