Chapter 8: Crazy Promotion

"Master, is the training over?" The strength continued to improve, and at this time, Lin Haitao wanted to tell Xiaobai that at least he could show his hand in front of Xiaobai.

Zheng Jianyi glanced at Lin Haitao cleanly: "This is just the beginning, if my disciple is just a martial artist, then it is a pure shame to go out." ”

Hearing this, Lin Haitao was speechless, but his heart was full of expectations, martial artist, could it be that Zheng Jianyi would allow himself to successfully cultivate to the level of a martial artist?

You must know that there is a big difference between a martial artist and a martial artist, a martial artist is just a demonstration of strength and speed, but when you reach the martial artist level, there is an additional potential.

For example, the person who uses the sword will release sword qi, and the girl in white that Lin Haitao met in the S-level forbidden land before, she is beyond the existence of a martial artist, and she can easily release sword qi.

Some powerful martial artists, they simply release the momentum, which can seriously injure the martial artist, it is said that if you reach the level of a great martial artist, the momentum released can scare the martial artist to death.

"Master, what way will you exercise me this time?" Brain waves were used to stimulate the flesh in the past, and Lin Haitao was a little frightened by the third stimulation method.

"The third way is to invite you into the urn!"

Zheng Jianyi said with a smile.

For some reason, Zheng Jianyi's eyes made Lin Haitao's scalp tingle, and his face was full of suspicion: "It won't be the kind of ancient criminal law used in ancient times, right?"

"You're smart. ”

Zheng Jianyi's eyes lit up, and he patted Lin Haitao's shoulder approvingly.

"Dead fat!"

Looking at the smiling Buddha face, Lin Haitao's body trembled involuntarily.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Zheng Jianyi had already prepared everything, the fire was burning, making people feel suffocated, of course, this was not an ordinary vat, but a stone jar made of stone.

"It's so hot, master, you don't want to cook me, do you?" As soon as he entered the stone tank, Lin Haitao felt frightened.

"Remember, in order to get out of the stone jar, you have to break the stone jar, and there is no second way. Zheng Jianyi said calmly.

"What if it can't be broken?"

Lin Haitao's heart was shocked.

"Then you'll have to suffocate in a stone jar. Zheng Jianyi's answer was difficult and simple.

"Boom—"

didn't give Lin Haitao too much opportunity to ask, a stone jar also appeared on the stone jar, and the two stone jars were put together, just tight, and there were no half-dead gaps.

"Start warming up, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

Zheng Jianyi's voice came from outside.

"It's hot!"

The temperature continued to increase, and at first, Lin Haitao could still adapt, but the later it was, the more painful it became.

"Break, break for me!"

Lin Haitao smashed his fist into the inner wall of the stone jar.

"Bang bang bang—"

The fist smashed was particularly painful, and if it was under normal circumstances, Lin Haitao would have stopped a long time ago.

Even if it was a needle prick in the body, he would stop because it was too painful.

"Click—"

Lin Haitao even heard the sound of bones shattering.

But he did not dare to stop, because the taste of suffocation, being cooked alive in the dark, was beyond words.

At this moment, Lin Haitao even thought that if he didn't go out, he would go completely crazy even if he wasn't cooked alive.

The bones in his hands were broken, but he kicked with his feet, in short, any intact part of his body, which could be used as a tool for attack.

"Remember, the mind and spirit are one, people, fists, and spirits are completely fused together, and try to burst out at the peak!" Outside the stone jar, Zheng Jianyi's voice sounded again.

Originally, Lin Haitao was in a state of madness, he just knew to vent to his heart's content, hoping to break the stone tank.

Now, when he heard this, his mind was calmer than ever.

In fact, fortunately, Lin Haitao's spiritual power is relatively strong, if he is replaced by an ordinary martial artist, his mental power is slightly weak, and he will either be in a state of chaos or go crazy.

Even if he can barely keep calm, he can't compare with Lin Haitao's current state.

Physical, spiritual, all forces began to merge.

"Shattered!"

As the temperature continued and was about to reach its peak, Lin Haitao suddenly punched, and all the power was concentrated at one point, completely exploding.

"Peng—"

The stone jar was completely shattered from the inside out, and Lin Haitao rose from it and fell to the ground steadily.

Momentum, this is something Lin Haitao has never had before, a kind of domineering momentum.

"Good, good, you're faster than I expected, very good. ”

Zheng Jianyi was very satisfied with Lin Haitao's performance.

"Master, do you want to test it now to see if there is a new breakthrough?" I have to admit that since the first test brought infinite surprises to Lin Haitao, what Lin Haitao hopes for most is the test.

Zheng Jianyi glanced at Lin Haitao: "Let's test a fart, just from the momentum released from you, your strength must have reached the junior martial artist level." ”

"Martial Master, has my strength really reached that of a Martial Master?"

Lin Haitao was ecstatic.

Because, even if his speed has not reached the level of a martial artist, if he faces each other and does not use his speed, he is a standard martial artist!

Martial artist, this was something he couldn't think of before, even if he could become a martial artist, in Lin Haitao's opinion, it was already the limit.

However, now, in just over a week, he has been successfully promoted from the half-step junior martial artist level to the junior martial artist.

If such a speed spreads, I am afraid that it will inevitably cause a sensation, and how many people will believe it?

"Don't be too complacent, there are too many people who are better than you, you must also increase your speed now in order to be considered a complete qualified junior martial artist. Zheng Jianyi cautiously reminded Lin Haitao.

"Master, how can I improve my speed?"

Lin Haitao also knew very well in his heart that after this period of training, his strength had been improved to the limit, but speed was still a defect.

Of course, the speed must have increased somewhat, but it just couldn't keep up with the increase in strength.

"The improvement of strength can be achieved by tapping one's own potential, physical extreme training, and various ways, but the speed is not the same, on the one hand, speed depends on personal training, mainly relying on comprehension, most of the speed masters in the world, their speed is comprehended in actual combat. Zheng Jianyi said with a rare seriousness.

Hearing this, Lin Haitao felt a little regretful in his heart.

If he could improve his speed, he would rather go through the pain he experienced a while ago and re-experience it!

Unfortunately, not everything can be as good as it could be.

"Of course, I'll give you something that should help you increase your speed. Zheng Jianyi took out a pair of small iron rings that had been prepared long ago.

This pair of small iron rings is very ordinary, Lin Haitao doesn't understand what Zheng Jianyi gave him this for?

"You carry it on your lap and you must not take it off until you are in a moment of crisis. Zheng Jianyi naturally understood Lin Haitao's inner doubts, he didn't explain too much, but directly put the iron ring on Lin Haitao's two legs.

"It's so heavy!"

When the iron ring was just put on his leg, Lin Haitao understood everything at once.

He had just lifted his leg and it was extremely difficult.

"These hoops are made of the finest black iron, each weighing 100 kilograms, and wearing them on your legs can train your speed. Zheng Jianyi said with a smile.

"Master, isn't it a little heavier, why don't we start practicing with 10 kilograms first?" Lin Haitao understood for the first time the true meaning of struggling.

"No, your foundation is too poor, you have to work hard to hope to be admitted to Tianyu University. It's a pity that Zheng Jianyi's attitude is very resolute.

"Okay, master, can I go back to school now?" Lin Haitao's heart moved, he didn't go back to school for more than a week, and he was really worried that the school would expel him, after all, he, the second thousand-year-old child, was dispensable for the school.

"Don't worry, I've already said hello to the school, and during this time, you can train at the base with peace of mind. Obviously, Zheng Jianyi has already arranged everything.

"Master, do you know which school I am in?"

Lin Haitao blinked, as if he had never said it.

"You kid, when I decided to accept you as a registered disciple, I even checked your ancestors for eight generations, how could I not know which middle school you are in. Zheng Jianyi squinted at Lin Haitao, his demeanor was simply a standard old fox.

Lin Haitao was speechless, in front of Zheng Jianyi, he always felt that he was a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

Zheng Jianyi left Lin Haitao a set of books on spiritual power cultivation, called: Spiritual Power Basic Cultivation Method.

It is divided into eight methods, the first of which is the method of breathing: the mind and breath naturally enter and exit, the heart and breath depend on each other, and the mind and qi follow each other, without interference, which is called the breath.

The second method is: counting the breath method, silently reciting the number of breaths, from one to ten to hundred, the real one counts "exhale", and the imaginary one counts "inhale".

The third method: Listening to the breathing method, listen to your own breathing with both ears and eliminate distracting thoughts.

The fourth method: Anapana, like the observer, to observe and experience one's own breath

The fifth method: the method of stopping breathing, through the practice of any of the above methods, after a long time of practice, to form a soft, slow, delicate and long breath. The breath is as thin as a gossamer, if there is nothing. Called stopping. It is also called fetal breath.

The sixth method: Zen language into the law, silently recite the words of Zen, experience the association: sit alone by the river and let the water flow.

The seventh method: Relax and enter the fixed method, silently recite the word Jing when you inhale, and silently recite the word Song when you exhale.

The eighth method: the method of contemplating self-meditation, using one's own mind to observe, perceive, and analyze one's own thoughts and distractions, allowing distracting thoughts to flow, without interference, and returning to self-stillness for a long time.

Previously, when stimulated, the flesh was tempered thousands of times, and the taste of dying and living and being in pain was beyond words.

Now, in the blink of an eye, the pain is completely gone, but it is to experience peace, and the difference between the two is so great that it is like an abyss.

In short, Zheng Jianyi didn't say much, just let Lin Haitao cultivate and concentrate on cultivation.

For the method of breathing, mind breathing, Lin Haitao tried to enter the state, slow down the breathing, and strive to let the mind and breath merge together.

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