In the early morning, Yang Ran's nerves, which were constantly impacted by exhaustion, finally relaxed in the last thunder.

His whole body seemed to have been fished out of the sea, and the white clothes that had just entered the outer door were soaked with sweat.

took off the white clothes and twisted them gently, and about a pound of sweat was wrung out.

Yang Ran never rested all night, and frantically forged his body under the pressure of the Xuantie Heavy Knife Gravity Array with all his strength, and had already broken through the limit of the human body five times.

It's horrible!

You must know that even on the earth in the thirtieth century, the top body refiners could only break through the limit of the human body three times a day.

That is still with the assistance of various biological potions, and with the tenacious will of the refiner, he can only break through three times.

Remember, these three times mean a maximum of three times a day! Three times is definitely the strongest bottleneck of all martial artists on the earth! No one has ever broken it in the past!

But today, it's just that Yang Ran has left the earth and come to this magical continent.

Because Yang Ran broke through the limit of the human body five times in just one night.

That's five times! Not once, twice!

It's just that this kind of almost miraculous breakthrough to the limit of the human body can't cause a trace of excitement in Yang Ran's heart.

Yang Ran rested quietly for a while, then got up and washed up for a while.

But after washing, Yang Ran still looked tired, but his dark eyes were bright, as if the stars were constantly twinkling.

It's time to rest, Yang Ran turned over on the bed, put on a set of postures like tigers, snakes and cranes, and kept twisting his waist and hips to do some strange moves.

However, these bizarre moves were awkward and even ugly at first.

But slowly, slowly, Yang Ran's movements became more and more rounded, giving people a feeling of integrating nature and integrating nature and man.

In the end, Yang Ran curled up like a baby and fell asleep, and the look on Yang Ran's immature little face was the kind of face with heaven and earth

Melt peace and quiet.

The sun shone on Yang Ran's little face in the distance, shining brightly, and there was a sense of sacrosanctity.

In fact, the strange set of moves and martial arts performed by Yang Ran is a kind of sleeping technique known as the "Thirteen Styles of Sleep" on the earth.

Don't underestimate this set of exercises, because it is a set of exercises that were frantically pursued by high-level martial artists in the thirtieth century.

The effect of the "Thirteen Sleep Styles" is to quickly restore the physical and mental strength of the warrior.

The "Thirteen Sleep Styles" are moves that make a warrior fall into a deep sleep.

What is deep sleep? Deep sleep is the neurons in the martial artist's brain and the true qi in the body, which autonomously operates the Great Zhou Tian, so as to continuously grow and regulate the martial artist's own physical qi, blood and spiritual power.

To put it simply, one hour of deep sleep is more effective than four hours of ordinary sleep to restore the energy of a warrior.

Therefore, two hours later, Yang Ran had already gotten up and got out of bed in good spirits.

Call!

Yang Ran's breath was long, and he exhaled in one breath, as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Then, he rolled over and walked out of the house with a carp, and his body swept over the ground like a tiger and leopard, and went straight to a white pine tree with a thick bowl mouth three feet away.

Raising his breath and clenching his fist, Yang Ran punched as fierce as a tiger, slamming into the thick cypress pine tree with the mouth of the bowl.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the cypress pine tree with a thick bowl mouth was directly smashed by a punch, and for a while, the pine leaves mixed with countless snow-white sawdust flew and fell from behind Yang Ran, and the back looked particularly bleak.

The broken part of the tree is as smooth as a mirror, you must know that his punch did not use true qi, this is all pure physical strength! It can be seen that the power of his punch is huge.

Yang Ran stretched out his white palm and shook it tightly, the sense of power made him involuntarily let out a comfortable sound, and muttered, "This should have the power of fourteen leopards!"

"Hehe!" Even with Yang Ran's calm temperament, this leap in strength made the corners of his mouth can't help but rise up with a smile.

However, Yang Ran did not relax for a moment because of this.

He turned and entered the room, frowning as he took out the two high-grade martial arts he had obtained from the Scripture Pavilion from his own stinky socks.

Sitting at the table, Yang Ran first opened the "Seven Wounds Fist".

"Poof!" As soon as he turned the page, a sour smell rushed to his face, almost stunting Yang Ran.

Yang Ran shook his head with a wry smile, whether this was self-reliant or not, and forcibly endured the smell and looked at the "Seven Wounds Fist" seriously.

The "Seven Wounds Fist" is divided into five styles.

The first type of dark injury is difficult to prevent!

The second type breaks the muscles and bones!

The third type is crushed bones!

The fourth type of five organs are broken!

The fifth punch punches out seven wounds!

Note: The fifth style, powerful and powerful, hurts others and hurts oneself, for the move of hurting the enemy by one thousand and self-damaging eight hundred, remember not to use it in times of crisis!

Yang Ran's eyes flashed with fine light, this "Seven Wounds Fist" was really fierce and domineering, but its last move was a move that burned the enemy's jade, and it could not be used until the last moment.

Then opened the "Red Dust Blood Refinery", and Yang Ran continued to scan the contents.

The Red Dust Blood Refining is divided into eight forms.

The first to third styles are simple basic knife styles, which are vertical chopping, waist chopping, and diagonal chopping.

The fourth type of one-knife throat sealing!

The fifth type is two knives and three sections!

The sixth type is silent!

The seventh form is interestless!

Eighth Blood Refining Red Dust!

Yang Ran's face gradually became solemn, this martial art was too murderous, and he could feel the strong smell of blood just from the handwriting of the knife book.

The first three styles of "Red Dust Blood Refining" are simplifications of the basic knife style.

Only three styles will contain all the eighteen basic knife styles, this knife book is really unusual!

As we all know, the Dao is simple, and it can condense the complex basic moves into three forms, and its power will be increased by more than three times.

The strength of this martial art can be seen!

Yang Ran slowly closed his eyes and meditated, the fist moves of the "Seven Wounds Fist" and the "Red Dust Blood Refining" knife style continued to evolve in his heart.

In just half a moment, Yang Ran had already memorized all the boxing moves and knife styles.

Yang Ran's black eyes were as bright as ink-colored gemstones, and a touch of clarity flashed through them, it seemed that with the improvement of his comprehension, not only his comprehension had increased, but his memory had almost reached the level of unforgettable.

Then he jumped into the courtyard, and his vigorous body brought a gust of wind, blowing the surface of the small pond in the courtyard to the microwave.

Yang Ran didn't notice this beautiful scenery, because his attention was on the control of the muscles of his whole body.

I saw Yang Ran at this time, his eyes were introverted, he bent over the horse's legs, his waist was level with his shoulders, like a calm horse stake.

Yang Ran's whole body muscles were tense, his mouth and nose continued to swallow the aura of heaven and earth in a strange breathing method, and the muscles of his whole body trembled and trembled, and then an amazing momentum suddenly came, like a beast in the wilderness.

Whew!

Yang Ran spat out a few mouthfuls of white mist, and actually blew a few leaves that were falling into powder, the green tendons on his forehead were like a few small green snakes, and at the same time, the meridians and meridians of his right arm were densely covered like earthworms climbing on it, which looked extremely terrifying.

However, Yang Ran's face was unwavering, his eyes were even more dim and introverted, he was calm and concentrated, waved his arms, and smashed his fists to the ground like a hammer.

This is the first type of "Seven Wounds Fist" that is difficult to prevent!

Boom!

A fist hole with a bowl mouth suddenly appeared on the ground, and an invisible qi was generated, and several cracks around the fist hole began to spread outward, and large cracks appeared on the surrounding ground.

This punch is really powerful!

But at this time, Yang Ran, who was squatting on the horse, suddenly frowned slightly, snorted, and stepped back a few steps, and a touch of red blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, this is really the Yin Poison Forbidden Skill that ordinary people practice!" Yang Ran actually sighed meaningfully.

However, the way he said this sentence was indescribably weird, and even his expression was a little weird, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and he seemed to be happy or not.

It's weird!