Cheng Yifan sat paralyzed with his back against the competition platform for a while, before he felt that he had finally recovered, so he closed his eyes and ran the Ziyang Art, and began to absorb the low-grade spirit crystal.

The spiritual energy entered his body along Cheng Yifan's meridians, and gradually merged into his muscles and blood, quietly changing his physique, and the warm and comfortable feeling made him intoxicated.

I don't know how long it took, but Cheng Yifan only felt that his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if a flame was burning in his body. The scorching heat couldn't find an exit, and it rolled and collided in his body, violently. The pain nearly broke him. He didn't know how painful his watch looked to outsiders, the blue veins all over his body protruded, and his skin became red, which was very terrifying.

Suddenly, a cool energy entered his body, leading the mad bào scorching power to gradually calm down, re-running along his meridians, and finally slowly absorbed and digested.

When Cheng Yifan gasped and opened his eyes, he saw the worried faces of the two older brothers. When they saw him wake up, they both showed a relieved expression. Cheng Yifan was surprised to find that he had returned to his hut at some point, and it was already dark outside.

Cheng Yifan felt as if he had run a marathon. He was very tired, but his body seemed to be full of strength. If his muscles were still sore, he would have really stood up and ran for a lap.

"Congratulations, Xiaofan, you have successfully tempered your body!" Cheng Yihuai patted his shoulder vigorously.

Cheng Yifan was very surprised when he heard the words. Has he successfully quenched his body? However, he also felt that his body was different from before. Cheng Yihuai patted him so vigorously just now, but he didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even move his body.

"Yeah, but you are too aggressive. Body quenching is about gradual progress. You can absorb all the power of a low-grade spirit crystal at once, but it won't work. I'm afraid it will explode and die."

The spirit crystals contain the purest spiritual energy between heaven and earth. They are very useful for cultivation. If they are used sparingly, one can often be used by a low-level martial artist for a month, but Cheng Yifan actually only used it for one day. Just absorbed a gān net. But his body couldn't bear such a large amount of spiritual energy infusion, and the spiritual energy was bào moving in his body, almost not bursting.

When the disciples of the big family and Wufu are tempering their bodies, they are often surrounded by martial masters who are in the veins realm, in order to prevent this kind of situation. The same goes for Cheng Yihuai and Cheng Yihe. When they were tempering their bodies in the Wufu, they were also supported and guided by a martial artist. Fortunately, they are now in the Sifang Sect, and it is not difficult to find a Tongmai realm martial artist. Any deacon disciple of the martial arts hall has a cultivation level above the Tongmai realm.

The two brothers hurried to the Wutang for help, but Mo went to see Elder Guan Hong first. The two were in a hurry and had no choice but to go to the law hall to try their luck. In the end, they met Senior Brother Gu.

"Don't look at Senior Brother Gu who looks cold, but his heart is actually quite good. Hearing us tell you about your situation, just come with us without a word." It seems that Cheng Yihuai has a very good impression of Senior Brother Gu. He spared no effort in complimenting him.

"Senior Brother Gu...? Which Senior Brother Gu?" Shouldn't he be the one he thought...?

"Who else could there be? Of course, it's the direct disciple of the suzerain, Gu Jingchen, Senior Brother Gu! You have really had a lot of shit luck, and you can be supported by Senior Brother Gu for you. He has been waiting for you to stabilize before leaving. ."

"Really?" Cheng Yifan suddenly had pink bubbles all over his body...

"But... you'd better take a shower first?" Cheng Yihe made a gesture of covering his nose.

Cheng Yifan looked down at himself subconsciously, and found that his body was dirty and covered with a layer of black stuff!

He had been smelling a stench just now, and he didn't know where it came from, but he didn't expect it to come from himself...

Cheng Yifan touched his face again, and there was a sticky layer on his face...

"Wait! Shouldn't I look like this ghost when Senior Brother left?!"

Cheng Yihe looked at him with the same expression, and then nodded heavily.

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Chapter 64

Losing his face in front of the male god, Cheng Yifan cried and washed himself without tears, and put on a set of clean gray robes that Cheng Yihuai exchanged for him with spirit crystals, and then he walked out sullenly. .

How could the two elder brothers in the Cheng family know of their younger brother's thoughts, they just thought he was just a little tired after breaking through the body quenching state.

"Let's go, let's go to the martial arts field behind the martial arts hall to practice our hands!"

Martial arts arena?

Before Cheng Yifan could figure out where it was, he was dragged away by the two older brothers.

When he arrived at the Wutang, he discovered that there was a fenced field not far from the area where the disciples of the outer sect lived. There were many wooden stakes, as well as many weapons such as knives, guns, sticks, etc. It was a martial arts training for the disciples. place. Cheng Yifan remembered that he and his father once went to Wufu to look for his second brother, and they had also seen such a similar venue.

Because it was already dark, there were no people in the martial arts arena, so the three of them didn't attract anyone's attention.

Cheng Yihe dragged Cheng Yifan to stand in front of a huge stone stele.

"Come on, try to hit this stone with all your strength."

Although Cheng Yifan was a little unclear, he still punched the stone tablet according to what his brother said. It's just that when his fist was about to hit the stone tablet, he slammed, and finally just hit the surface of the stone tablet lightly, without even making a sound.

Cheng Yihuai & Cheng Yihe:  …

Cheng Yifan scratched his head a little embarrassedly, he just hit the stone tablet with all his strength, but his body stopped in anti-shexing. That is a stone! If he punched him like this, would he directly destroy his own fist?

Cheng Yihuai dragged Cheng Yifan aside in disgust that iron was not steel, "You're stupid, look at me!"

Cheng Yihuai took a deep breath, took a stance, and punched the stele quickly and violently, making a loud noise. Cheng Yifan felt his liver tremble when he heard that voice, and was secretly worried that his brother's fingers would smash and fracture...

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yihuai acted as if nothing had happened. He withdrew his hand and looked to the right side of the stone tablet. There was actually a dial-like thing next to the stone tablet. There were twenty scales divided from left to right, and each scale was above it. The corresponding numbers are engraved, and at this time the pointer is pointing to the position between nine and ten.

"Ah Huai is not bad, his fist strength has already weighed more than 900 kilograms." Cheng Yihe said happily, leaning on Cheng Yihuai's shoulder.

Only then did Cheng Yifan know that it turned out to be a stone tablet for testing fist strength. It could absorb the attacker's strength, so as to test the size of the fist strength without causing any damage to the attacker.

"Xiao Fan, do it again!"

Cheng Yifan nodded, imitating his second brother's appearance, took a deep breath, put on an attacking posture, closed his eyes and threw a punch with all his strength.

With a 'bang', Cheng Yifan felt his fist hit a leather sandbag. It didn't hurt, but it was a little dull and numb.

"Yo, Xiaofan is not bad either, his fist strength is 180 kilograms."

Cheng Yifan was a little stunned when he heard the words. He remembered watching the reports of professional boxer competitions on TV in his previous life. It seems that it was said that the heavy punches of professional boxers can seriously injure or kill ordinary people, and the punching strength can often reach more than 400 kilograms. Like the world-famous boxing champion Tyson, a punch at his peak is often between 500 and 800 kilograms.

However, in this world, a half-old kid who is only fifteen or sixteen years old already has the power to surpass Tyson. It is said that his current strength is comparable to that of a lightweight professional boxer.

"Xiao Fan, you have to work hard, try to catch up with your second brother and me as soon as possible!" Cheng Yihuai said happily.

"Yes, when your martial arts cultivation level is higher, you can practice boxing and martial arts with us, and then you will no longer have to worry about someone bullying you." Cheng Yihe also agreed.

Cheng Yifan heard the words, and his heart moved, which man did not have a martial arts dream, and which man did not have the heart to change.

The same goes for Cheng Yifan.

*****

In the next few days, Cheng Yifan practiced the Ziyang Art very seriously, almost to the point of staying at home. During this period, he had also been to the Cultivation Palace and wanted to rent it for a day, but there were so many outer disciples of the Sifang Sect, and there were only so many rooms in the Cultivation Palace that could be rented at all.

He had to go back to his small house to cultivate hard. Fortunately, his cultivation was not high, and it was enough to rely on the spiritual energy of the spirit crystal to cultivate. It's just that this time, he didn't dare to take the risk of absorbing the spiritual energy in the spirit crystal, but took a step-by-step method.

Gradually, he seemed to have touched the threshold of the second-layer body quenching state.

Because he practiced in the house with his head covered, he didn't know the uproar caused by a few bottles of high-efficiency elixir outside.

It wasn't until Cheng Yihe knocked on his door again and saw the bruise on his brother's face that he realized something was wrong.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you? Who beat you?" Big brother has now reached the third level of strength and martial arts, and he is considered to be the best among the outer disciples. How could he be beaten like this?

Cheng Yihe shook his head, and without any explanation, he carefully took a small porcelain bottle out of his arms, put it in Cheng Yifan's hand, and pretended to be mysterious and said to him, "This is for you. Will find a chance to eat it."

When Cheng Yifan got the porcelain bottle, he had a subtle feeling in his heart, "This is...?"

Cheng Yihe looked left and right like a thief, and closed the door before saying to him, "This is the treasure that I took a lot of effort to grab from the two brothers, do you know what it is? "

"This is..." However, before Cheng Yifan could answer, he was interrupted by Cheng Yihe.

"This is a powerful pill with 80% efficacy! Powerful pill! It's the most helpful to the body quenching realm martial artist! It's a pity that there are too many people grabbing it. I only bought this bottle, or I would definitely have to give it to me. Ah Huai grabbed a bottle too!"

"Brother, I..." Cheng Yifan was about to speak when he was interrupted again.

"Xiao Fan, I know what you want to say, Dali Pill is a first-grade elixir, and you may be able to refine it, but this is a pill-shaped elixir, and it still has 80% of the efficacy! 80% of the efficacy will be less impurities. A lot, the damage to the body is very small. You have just successfully tempered your body, and you need the assistance of this medicine the most..."

"Brother!" Cheng Yifan finally couldn't help shouting.

Cheng Yihe then stopped talking and looked at his younger brother.

"Brother, where did you buy this medicine?"

"I bought it from the two senior brothers. You don't know that they are disciples working in the medicine hall. There must be a way to get such a good spirit medicine and sell it. You must know that such a high-quality spirit medicine is rare in the Sifang School. It's very."

Cheng Yifan sighed and asked again, "Then eldest brother, how many spirit crystals did you spend on this elixir?"

"Fifty..." Cheng Yihe said with a guilty conscience. He also knew that he was expensive, but there were too many people robbing him. Seeing that a dozen bottles of elixir were swept away in an instant, he was a little anxious. , I only quoted such a high price, I just bought the last bottle, and I almost fought with the group of excited fellow apprentices and brothers.