After the lunch break, Zhang Di was busy in the kitchen, while listening attentively to the sect leader explaining the secret of body refining, preparing to go to the martial arts training ground to practice when there was no one tonight.

Finally stayed up until the evening to work, he first took advantage of the night to return to his residence, take care of Lingtian, and when the night was completely dark, he changed into a set of practice clothes, put a large plaster on his face, and blackened his face with the ash of the bottom of the pot, and then returned to the side door of the refining hall.

"Stop!" the guard at the door stopped him.

"The helper who cooks the rice, this senior brother, this is my waist card. Zhang Di replied with a smile as he took out the pass token that the Refining Hall had hired him and handed it over.

"Oh, it's Zhang Di! Why do you have a plaster on your face?" the guard looked at him strangely as he saw the token.

"Hehe, when the fire was blown in the afternoon, the ashes fell on my face, and my face was blistered, so I put it on with a plaster. Zhang Di replied with a smile.

The guard looked him up and down, waved his hand, and said, "Then go in! ”

It turns out that kitchen helpers can live in the gym or not, and if they want to return after dark, they don't meet the safety regulations of management.

Zhang Di knew this regulation, so he took out a small bag of Linggu and handed it over, and said with a smile: "A little meaning, not a respect." I still have Lingtian in Linggu Hall to take care of, and I need to go back once in a while, and I ask my senior brother to take care of me. ”

The guard took the Linggu, checked it, and after smelling the fragrance of the Linggu, a smile suddenly bloomed on his face, and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, it's not easy for you to work two jobs, I can take care of you, but remember that you can't come back late, after this moment, the refining hall will be closed, and no one can enter." ”

Zhang Di said yes again and again, and after thanking him, he hurriedly entered the refining hall.

It turned out that he had already observed, and he took advantage of the last moment of the closure of Linggu Hall to return, and at this time there was almost no one left, and he was not afraid that someone would recognize him. As for the guard, he was a guard of the Refining Body Hall, and he didn't know his reputation in the Spirit Valley Hall, so he only thought he was an ordinary Lingnong who came to be a man.

After entering the practice ground, it was empty, only a bright moon hanging in the night sky, sprinkling the bright moonlight.

Zhang Di took a deep breath of the refreshing night air, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he stroked the puppets on both sides, and felt that his hands were smooth, like human skin, and there was a warm feeling. I saw those puppeteers with their hands drooping and their eyes looking straight ahead, like soldiers on standby.

"Well, I'll be alone tonight. Zhang Di strode forward, all the way to the cultivation area of the first-level body refiner on the far left.

Looking at the facilities here, there are a row of stone locks neatly placed on the ground for strength training, a boxing target is a wooden stake used for punching and leg training, and there are 108 hanging sandbags for practicing body skills, hanging from an elevated platform, and below are towering plum blossom piles.

Zhang Di rubbed his hands excitedly, took out a few books from his arms, opened them one by one, and said in his heart: "In the past few days, I heard that the head of the sect said that if you want to improve your actual combat ability, the first step must be to lay a good foundation, I must first start from the basic boxing method, the basic leg method and the basic body method, of course, the strength training must also keep up, and I must figure out the trick of good strength." ”

After thinking about it, I opened the first booklet, looked at the tips of strength training, how to exert force, how to breathe, how to mobilize the qi and blood of the whole body, and after reading it all, I thought about it in my heart, and then strode forward, leaned over and lifted the first stone lock with my right hand.

"Get up!" he lifted with one hand, and the stone lock rose in response, feeling that it didn't take much effort, so he picked up the stone lock and shook his arm, and used it to do some warm-up activities, and then gently put it down.

"Well, this hundred-pound stone lock doesn't have any difficulty for me, so let's try the three-hundred-pound stone lock used by the third-level body refiner directly!"

He took two steps to the side, and came to a stone lock that was three times the size of the original, looking at its size like a grinding plate, his expression was also a little dignified, luckily, reached out and grabbed the handle of the stone lock tightly, and shouted: "Get up!"

Shi Suo shook for a while, and then got up steadily, Zhang Di's eyebrows trembled slightly, feeling that his strength had been used for seven or eight points, and he was also slightly surprised, but he didn't expect his strength to be greater than expected, it seems that the recent cultivation of Taiyi Aoki Gong and a large amount of Linggu is still very beneficial.

So in order to test the limit of his strength all of a sudden, he used one arm to make a round, and the 300-pound stone lock flew up with a whizz, straight to a height of more than a zhang, stopped at the top for a moment, and then smashed down at double the speed.

With such a heavy stone lock, it may take 400 catties of strength to throw it on, but if you want to catch it, you need at least 500 catties of strength.

Zhang Di looked solemn, and immediately carried the Taiyi Aoki Gong Method, his eyes shot at the handle of the stone lock like electricity, grabbed two steps, grabbed the handle accurately with one hand, and with a high sound, his legs pierced deeply into a horse step, and his body was driven by the stone lock and staggered, and then stabilized his body.

His face turned a little red, he gasped for a few breaths, and said in his heart: "This is almost the limit of my current strength, and it is still a little difficult to secure the 300 catties of stone locks!"

Suddenly, his mind moved, wanting to try the power of the thorns in his palm, so he urged his heart, and suddenly the thorn rattans poured out quickly, tightly wrapping around the stone lock. He threw it up with all his might, and with a whoosh, the stone lock flew up two feet high, twice as high as before, and then smashed down faster and more violently.

A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he quickly threw out the thorn rattan, and felt a huge force pulling his arm desperately, almost tearing it off, and hurriedly shouted, urging the thorn rattan with all his might, only to see countless filaments grow rapidly, becoming as thick as an arm, and there was a beating flame burning on it.

Whew!

He spun around the ground three times in a row before he completely dissolved the huge force of the stone lock's fall and placed it firmly on the ground.

Slightly stunned, he said with great joy: "Okay! I didn't expect the power of the thorns in my palm to be so great, twice as strong as my own, not bad!"

In this way, his confidence has doubled, and he has a full understanding of his own strength, and now if he competes with a third-level refiner, he is slightly superior, and if he uses the palm thorn, his strength is comparable to that of a fourth-level refiner.

Next, after turning over the basic boxing method and the basic leg method, after familiarizing myself with it, I came to the boxing target, stood firm, and silently recited the boxing formula in my heart: "The leg is the root, the waist is like a bow, the arm is like a string, and the fist is like an arrow." The strength is born from the heart, the roots must be steady, the bow must be tight, the strings must be opened, and the arrows must be shot steadily. ”

After reciting the boxing technique, his eyes were cold, and suddenly his legs kicked the ground, twisted his waist, slammed his arms, and punched.

Bang!

The fist target used by the third-level body refiner made a loud noise, and it shook violently several times before it gradually stabilized.

Zhang Di nodded happily, the strength of this punch was only a flat hit, and he did not use the corpse shaking fist heart method, which was already so powerful that he was greatly satisfied.

He is not afraid of making a noise in the practice ground, because there will be some freaks who practice at night, and the doorman of the Refining Hall only checks the waist card, as long as people are allowed to enter, the door is closed, and you can practice casually inside.

Sure enough, after this loud noise, the doorman didn't show up at all, until there was a body refiner, who took advantage of the night to walk slowly, and saw Zhang Di cultivating in the primary area, his face showed a hint of surprise, and nodded slightly at him to greet him.

Seeing this person, Zhang Di's heart moved: "It's him?" and nodded in response.

It turned out that this person was Shi Jian, looking at his heavy face, he seemed to have a heavy heart, and went straight to the advanced area, that is, a place dedicated to the cultivation of third-level body cultivators, and fought frantically with the puppeteers, and at most attracted five puppeteers to attack at the same time.

It seems that this guy has been humiliated by Hao Wei during the day, and now he is venting, but seeing that he can fight with five puppeteers at the same time, and can catch all the stormy punches and kicks, Zhang Di was slightly surprised, and thought: "I didn't expect his real strength to improve again, I haven't even practiced basic boxing, leg and body skills, and I am not as powerful as him now." ”

Immediately stimulated the competitive heart, and began to hit the boxing target with punches and kicks according to the basic cultivation method, practiced until he was sweaty, and then changed to the plum blossom pile to practice his body.

So in the thick of the night, the two figures on the martial arts training field, as if they were soaring, were practicing desperately, and the sound of ping-pong resounded throughout the audience.

After two full hours, Shi Jian sweated like rain, his body shook and withdrew from the siege of the puppeteers, turned his head to look at Zhang Di's side, and saw that Zhang Di was still running high and low on the plum blossom pile, and seemed to have stronger physical strength than himself, so he couldn't help but be curious, and thought: "Who is the person who has more physical strength than me, but is practicing basic things in the primary area?"

So he went to the water tank and fetched a bucket of cold water, walked over and handed it to Zhang Di, and said, "This senior brother, come down and drink water!"

Zhang Di turned over with a harrier, fell lightly from the plum blossom pile, took the bucket of water handed over by Shi Jian, and said with a smile: "Thank you." Then he raised his head and gulped water.

Shi Jian looked at Zhang Di with sparkling eyes, only to see a large plaster on his face, his face was as black as iron, and he didn't see his origin, but his heart was strange.

took Zhang Di and handed over the bucket, and drank it a few times, wiped his mouth, looked at Zhang Di with admiration, and said, "What is the name of Senior Brother, why have I never seen you cultivate at this time before?"

Zhang Di pinched his throat and said in a rough voice: "My surname is Huang, I only come here occasionally, and the basic things have not yet been practiced, so I will make you laugh." ”

"No, no, Senior Brother Huang has a long stamina, and his moves are very solid. The only thing is that there is a lack of agility and integration, and I think you are practicing less. Shi Jian was greatly appreciative, paused and said: "It's rare that someone is willing to practice at night with Shi, for example, you and I will learn a few times and make progress for each other." ”

Zhang Di was surprised and delighted in his heart, he didn't expect Shi Jian to be a very good person, and he was willing to take the initiative to guide himself as a stranger. But after thinking about it, he suddenly understood Shi Jian's original intention, thinking that he was depressed in his heart, and he bumped into Zhang Diyi's cultivation at night, and he felt like a confidant, plus this person has always been competitive and competitive, and when he sees someone stronger than himself, he must have a try.

However, this move was very beneficial to Zhang Di, and he also wanted to compete with Shi Jian secretly, so he readily agreed, and the two of them used their basic fists and feet, and you tried back and forth.

Of course, Shi Jian's body is smart, his fists and feet are round and skillful, and there are many changes in his use, Zhang Di suffered a lot at first, but as he ran Taiyi Qingmu Gong, the spiritual platform was empty, and he was able to gradually find out the other party's context and gradually comprehend the opponent's boxing path.

After most of the hour, Shi Jian was sweating like rain, Zhang Di was also sweating, and the two of them were on the spot.

Shi Jian gathered his momentum and stood up, laughing and said: "Happy! Happy! It's been a long time since I've had such a good fight! Although Senior Brother Huang's fists and feet are not as good as mine, his understanding is extremely high, and in time, he will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, admire!

Zhang Dixin said: "Phew, what a stinky fart? I don't forget to put gold on my face at any time." But he smiled slightly on his face and replied: "Thank you Senior Brother Shi for your teaching, which has benefited Huang a lot." But although Senior Brother Shi's fists and feet are temporarily taller than me, they are not high there, and in time, I will defeat you!"

Shi Jian was shocked by this, his face changed, and he immediately said angrily: "Okay! Then I'll show my real skills and let you take a good look at my strength!"

"Please!" Zhang Di pulled away.

Bang bang, bangbang......

The two fought fiercely until dawn, and they didn't know who knocked down whom, in short, in the end, both of them had blue noses and swollen faces, and walked out of the practice arena with grinned teeth in pain.

Zhang Di was most likely beaten by Shi Jian's fists and kicks.

On the way back, he kept rubbing his hands and feet, and he felt sore, and he was angry: "What a strange guy, do you have any body protection armor on your body? Why did I beat him ten points, and he could bounce me back two points, it's really evil!"

How did he know that Taiyi Aoki Gong is the internal strength of cultivating immortals, and the effect of protecting the body is far more than ordinary internal strength, plus Zhang Di's cultivation at this time is already slightly higher than him, although both of them are at the third level of body refining, but if you talk about real strength, Shi Jian is no longer as good as Zhang Di.

In short, the two were not angry with each other, and they made an appointment to fight again in the evening, and then they dispersed.