Niu Dali hesitated a little, although he had a guess in his heart, but even he was not sure of that guess.

He Da suddenly became a little nervous in his heart, every time Uncle Niu showed his thinking, he would panic in his heart, "Uncle Niu, is there something wrong with me?"

Wang Shihu and the four of them also stopped practicing the breathing technique and walked over curiously.

"It's hard to say, I'll have to try it to find out. ”

Niu vigorously wiped his chin and looked up and down on He Zhong's body.

Not to mention, I haven't seen him for a while, but this kid is much whiter!

"Uncle Niu, what are you trying to do. ”

He Dazhong only felt as if he was being targeted by a beast, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of sweat, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Don't worry, it's just that you will be punched a few times, and it's not that you haven't been beaten!"

Niu vigorously patted He Dazhong's shoulder, which can be regarded as comfort!

He Da couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, what did he think, it turned out that he was just beaten, he was not afraid, wait, why did he have a false alarm?

"It's important, you have to resist!"

Wang Shihu and the four of them looked at He Dazhong with some pity, and silently prayed to He Dazhong.

"Huzi, Dongzi, what do you see, why don't you hurry up and practice martial arts for me, do you also want to have a few tricks with me?" Niu Dali coughed dryly, and suddenly said with a straight face.

"Let's practice now!"

Wang Shihu and the four of them trembled suddenly, and after answering, they ran to the side to practice the breathing technique, as the name suggests, the breath is constricted, so it must be well controlled to do it.

"Significant, this time my shot will be a bit heavy, you have to worry about it!" Niu Dali reminded.

"It's okay, Uncle Niu, just take action!"

He Da's eyes are fearless, it's not that he hasn't been abused by Uncle Niu, anyway, every time he is abused by Uncle Niu, Uncle Niu will give him pills to eat, and it's fine.

"By the way, the elixir that can restore injuries has run out!"

"Huh?"

He Da subconsciously responded, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, and the figure couldn't help but say that a punch hit him in the stomach.

"Bang!"

He Dazhong only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body "kicked and stared" backwards.

But before he could stabilize his figure, the black shadow appeared again, and the fist shadows rolled over, although He Da had prepared his heart early, he couldn't help but shudder when he saw such a dense fist shadow.

Seeing this, the four Wang Shihu on the side were terrified

"You can't die with this style of play?"

"Probably not, Brother Niu has always been measured!"

Wang Shihu swallowed his saliva in unison, saying that it was so, and it was obvious how tragic the situation was, and they didn't feel that it seemed to be measured.

Before, Niu Dali was only a symbolic accompaniment to He Dazhong, and he didn't have a heavy hand, but at this moment, he used some strength slightly, and beat He Dazhong half to death timidly.

"How do you feel?"

Niu vigorously stepped forward and took a look at He Dazhong, who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, He was embarrassed, his head was blank, his eyes were blank, and his whole body was full of heart-piercing pain, as if he had just experienced a fierce ravage.

"It hurts..."

He Dazhong spoke with difficulty, but as soon as he spit out a word, he only felt a sweetness in his throat, and immediately coughed a few times, and even the blood was coughed out.

The four people on the side were speechless.

It's weird if it doesn't hurt like this!

"Hmm!"

Niu nodded vigorously and quietly looked at He Zheng.

After a while, his eyes narrowed slightly, and although He Da was ravaged without making a sound, he could still see the pain on He Da's face.

But at this moment, the painful color of He Da's face gradually lessened, how could an ordinary person get better so quickly with an injury like this?

"What now?"

Niu squatted down vigorously, grasped He Dazhong's hand, slightly lucky, and after the internal force slowly flowed into the body from He Dazhong's right hand, he felt that the surging and powerful qi and blood in He Da's body were flowing rapidly.

"I feel much better, just like when I was practicing martial arts with Uncle Niu, you fed me pills, my whole body was warm, and the injuries on my body gradually improved. He thought for a moment and replied.

"I see!!"

Niu nodded vigorously, with some determination in his heart.

If he guessed correctly, He Zheng should have some kind of special physique.

Rest assured, it is a normal constitution.

According to the saying on the Douwu Continent, He Da is to stimulate a certain bloodline in the body, so that he has a special talent that ordinary people do not have, and this kind of person is generally endowed with bloodline martial arts.

Bloodline warriors like this are almost demonic existences, the strongest people can kill enemies beyond the ranks, and the worst people also have the ability to crush the same level.

However, there are very few martial artists who can stimulate the bloodline of talent, almost to the point of one in ten thousand, maybe one person in a few decades, or a hundred years, or hundreds of years.

In his previous life, Niu Dali had never met one, and he had only seen it from some books.

When he first heard about the Bloodline Martial Artist, his first reaction was superpowers.

Because of the special talents possessed by these bloodline martial artists, some of them have infinite strength and amazing speed, and some control water and ice and things, how do you look like superpowers in the first life.

And what a significant performance may be to stimulate the ability to recover, which seems to be of little use, but it is still quite practical.

"Uncle Niu, what's wrong with my body?"

He Dazhong, who was still half-dead just now, suddenly sat up, stretched out his hands, and looked at himself in disbelief.

Wang Shihu and the four of them were stunned, and immediately surrounded him, asking questions beside He Zheng.

"Major, are you alright?"

"How is this possible? You were beaten and vomited blood just now, why did you get better all of a sudden? Could it be that Brother Niu fed you pills?"

He was a little confused when asked, "I don't know!"

Niu waved his hand vigorously and explained: "Okay, okay, the major physique is different from ordinary people, as long as it is a traumatic injury, the recovery is relatively fast, there is no fuss!"

What a big thing it was, I see.

Wang Shihu and the four of them are envious, no matter how they fight, they can't be killed, this is simply a walking healing elixir.

Originally, Niu Dali also thought so, but then, at He Da's request, he ravaged He Da again, and found that He Da was not as simple as repairing himself.

After several ravages, Niu Dali became more and more sure of this idea.

After each recovery, Ho Da's physique will change to a certain extent, and his stamina, reflexes, and resistance to fighting will improve a little bit each time compared to before the injury.

If you really want to explain, how important is this, the more you are beaten, the stronger you become.

However, this is still very easy to crack, as long as He Da is smashed with one punch, Niu Dali still doesn't believe it, this ability and organize a living person to come out.

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