Meng Xiang kept chopping Yan Shi with a huge axe. As long as his movements were a little slower, he would scream loudly.

It took about an hour before Yan Shi's body's color slowly returned to normal, dark purple, dark red, red, and light red until it returned to its true colors.

Seeing Yan Shi's situation recovering from normality, Meng Xiang immediately set off and practiced the nameless boxing technique he passed on to him by his friend in his previous life.

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As the fists and feet moved, Meng Xiang's body also discovered changes. The originally bulging muscles slowly faded away, but soon afterwards, bulging lumps appeared under his skin, the size of an egg, sliding back and forth, just like a group of little mice hidden below.

He looked at it with a strong look of envy. He knew that Meng Xiang had successfully crossed the first step of body refining and officially entered the second step of body refining muscles. There is a threshold between the skin and muscles. In fact, there is a threshold between each step of body refining. Although after crossing, all aspects of the body will be greatly improved, in order to cross the threshold, in addition to hard practice, there is also an opportunity.

After eating fish and fish soup just now, his opportunity actually came, and Meng Xiang tried his best to help him, but he still failed. He himself knew the reason for the failure, and his patience was still not enough.

If he could hold on for a while, and wait until the effect of the fish meat and fish soup was at its peak, and if Meng Xiang helped, he would be very likely to break through the threshold between the skin and muscles in one fell swoop and make a big leap.

After losing this opportunity, it would be difficult for him to have such a good opportunity. If he wants to break through the threshold, he can only practice hard for one course. As hard as he practices, he will feel a little chilled whenever he thinks about it.

When Meng Xiang reached the tenth time of the nameless boxing, the lumps under his skin began to change in new ways, as if they were caught by an invisible force, and then pulled them to both ends, pulled them into thin strips, and then disappeared under the skin, and were tangled with other muscles.

Afterwards, when Meng Xiang continued to practice boxing, a buzzing sound came from time to time from time to time, just like many strong bows in his body, and the bowstrings were constantly pulled open, let go, and then pulled open... and continued.

Over and over again, from noon to dark, from dark to late at night, until the sun jumped out from behind the mountains in the east, Meng Xiang slowly stopped and stood up and breathed out a long breath of turbid air.

Yan Shi, who had been watching next to him, saw a strange scene: a white air ejected from Meng Xiang's mouth, condensed but did not dissipate, like a long spear, poking forward, making a hissing sound of breaking through the air, and it had been more than two feet long before slowly dissipating.

"Brother Meng, how about it? Is it okay to enter the country?" Yan Shi took two steps and handed a towel.

"Well, it's not bad." Meng Xiang wiped the sweat from his face, and was in good spirits. He didn't seem tired because of long-term practice of boxing.

At this time, Yan Shi also discovered something unusual on Meng Xiang's body and showed a surprised look: "Brother Meng, why are you...so you lost weight? Is there something wrong with something?"

"No need to make a fuss, it's just muscle condensation. When you get to the muscles, you will know."

After breakfast, Meng Xiang and Yan Shi practiced for about an hour, released their vigorous energy, and then took out tools such as hoes, shovels, and axes and left. Yan Shi felt curious and got up and followed behind him.

He found that Meng Xiang stayed at a relatively open flat land in the forest. He first cut off some trees, but left behind roots of different lengths, and then cut the cut trees into wooden stakes, but there were pointed tips on both ends, and then he irregularly dug holes of different sizes on the ground.

Yan Shi looked left and right, and couldn't see what Meng Xiang was going to do. He asked him, but he avoided answering, but he would know when the time came.

About a month later, just as Yan Shi had almost forgotten what Meng Xiang was tinkering in the woods, he suddenly walked up to him and told him mysteriously that he wanted to show him something fun.

With curious mind, Yan Shi followed Meng Xiang to the woods. The originally ordinary forest had undergone earth-shaking changes: in such a huge space, there were messy pits, mounds of soil and stones everywhere, and there were also all kinds of strange things, such as falling trees, randomly pulled ropes, sharp wooden stakes, shaking single-plank bridges, large nets made of ropes, big wooden balls that swing with the wind...

Meng Xiang looked at the fruits of the labor of the month before him, looked at Yan Shi and asked proudly: "Shitou, how are you? I'm doing pretty well?"

"Uh..." Yan Shi seemed to be blocked by something and couldn't speak.

After a while, he said embarrassedly: "Brother Meng, I...I don't know what you are doing, so I can't give my opinion at all."

"Oh." Meng Xiang seemed a little disappointed, "Shitou, your appreciation level is really... Well, forget it. I'll just tell you. This is actually a place to practice sword skills. What I did is to increase the effect of cultivation."

"The venue for practicing sword techniques? And it can also increase the training effect? ​​Brother Meng, tell me quickly, how should this venue be used?" Yan Shi's eyes lit up suddenly.

During this period, his swordsmanship practice encountered a bottleneck. Although he practiced diligently every day, the results were still very small. If you ask Meng Xiang, he couldn't help him. Everyone has their own situation, and other people's experience is sometimes not useful.

"It's very simple. Stone, have you seen those little wooden balls tied with strings?"

"Well, I saw it." Yan Shi nodded. He had seen the small wooden balls as big as fists, but he had never guessed what they were for.

"The usage of this site is very simple. From here..." Meng Xiang pointed to a clearing space about a meter in the radius, "... Enter the site and move forward all the way. No matter what the situation is, you will not allow you to damage the obstacles I set up. As you move forward, you must use a knife to split the small wooden balls. The more small wooden balls you split within the specified time, the more grades you will split. At the same time, there is a rule, you must remember that after each split of a small wooden ball, you must insert the knife back into the scabbard, otherwise you will be judged as a foul and all scores will be cancelled."

In fact, the entire venue is the terrain simulated by Meng Xiang according to various abnormal conditions that may be encountered in "Sword Drawing". However, because of the simplicity of conditions, it is impossible to cover all abnormal conditions. As for the requirement that the knife must be inserted back into the scabbard after splitting a small wooden ball, it is entirely a requirement to practice various methods of drawing the knife.

Seeing Yan Shi's expression still a little confused, as if he could not understand what he said, he decided to demonstrate to him: "Stone, stand and don't move, I'll demonstrate to you. But you must pay attention. I don't want to mess things up when it's your turn to do it later." As he said that, he quickly walked to the starting open space.

Yan Shi only saw Meng Xiang make a very short pause and rushed straight into the complex and chaotic venue. Even though they often go into the mountains and encounter various complex situations, he still has no confidence in whether Meng Xiang can successfully cross the entire venue, because the obstacles in many places are continuous, one by one, and there is no way to find the path. However, after Meng Xiang moved, his views began to shake.

Meng Xiang, who usually shows his strength in front of Yan Shi, now showed extraordinary agility. He was like a butterfly wearing a flower. The obstacles that blocked him could not stop him, and even slowed down his speed. Moreover, his body seemed to have become a noodle that could be twisted at will. He could also pass through many small gaps that could not be passed without any danger.

Seeing Meng Xiang walking through the venue, Yan Shi once had an illusion, as if there was not a barrier in front of him, but a flower bed. Meng Xiang was not alone, but a butterfly that had been dancing gracefully, leisurely picking flowers, unspeakable freedom. It was not until Meng Xiang returned to him and asked him what he wanted to wake up.

"How is it? I'm doing pretty well, right?"

Facing Meng Xiang, who did not have any stains on his body, Yan Shi was completely convinced: "Brother Meng, you... you are so amazing. You have completed such a difficult thing so quickly! It's so incredible! I would have done it too."

Meng Xiang patted his shoulder and encouraged him: "Stone, you don't have to be envious. As long as you work hard, you can do it. Oh, by the way, have you encountered a bottleneck? I suggest you spend it every day on this venue, maybe it will be helpful for you to break through the bottleneck."

"Really, I'll try it now." Yan Shi was about to walk towards the venue, looking a little impatient.

"Come back." Meng Xiang grabbed Yan Shi's shoulder, "Shi Tou, I haven't finished saying anything yet. If you want to pass this venue, you still need me to teach you some skills. Don't let you destroy my venue without any effect at that time. I have spent a lot of time and energy on this venue."

Next, Meng Xiang began to teach him some skills step by step, including the skills recorded in "Sword Drawing" and the skills summarized in actual combat in his previous life. Although it is not very difficult to learn, it is very practical.

In the next period of time, the venue carefully created by Meng Xiang almost became a special practice venue for Yan Shi, while Meng Xiang himself rarely used it. He only came every few days and once, he would leave quickly even if he came. He just gave advice and corrected some of his practice fallacies. He ended up in person very few times, but as long as he got off the court, his grades would have improved significantly, which made Yan Shi very confused.
Chapter completed!