When you move the spirit and step on the water, the water will only reach the knee.

An Qisheng stepped in the water, and his body was undulating with the waves. Under the water surface, his ten toes twitched the water flow, and many hidden forces met, so he barely lifted his body.

"The hole of Huajin is so thin that it can be achieved through all the strength. Only by exercising the strength evenly can we do these things that ordinary people cannot do."

An Qisheng's expression was calm and he had hidden enlightenment:

"If I can understand the transformation of the power of the elixir, I will finally be separated by a layer of yarn. I know it but not the reason. But once I enter Huajin, my past accumulation will suddenly play a role. Generally, boxers who have just entered Huajin will never reach my level!"

In the past year, the one who An Qisheng has experienced the most is Wang Honglin, the great master of Bajiquan.

Reading the book a hundred times will make one realize its meaning, but An Qisheng’s understanding of the power of holding the alchemy is more than a hundred times?

However, in the past, his strength was not mastered at this point, and his understanding was always much worse, but as soon as he entered the transformation, his understanding was different, and his understanding surged into his heart one by one.

Along the way, he has different mastery of strength, and it is just like this that it is to accumulate energy.

But after a moment, An Qisheng retreated.

When he first entered the magic force, his physical strength had not been developed to the maximum extent, and his blood vessels could not adapt to the continuous power.

call!

The feet were shaken, and the water dripping from the legs of the trousers flew out.

An Qisheng walked barefoot to a bluestone not far away and sat cross-legged.

Aware of the various changes after transforming the spirit.

The last step of dark energy is to penetrate the brain. The various scenes and illusions when the dark energy enters the brain and stimulates the cerebral cortex.

Over the past few hundred years, Daxuan's martial arts rooted in the military have undoubtedly developed tremendously.

Although no one has reached the seventh level of boxing, the research and summary of the six realms has reached a very high level.

It's just that most people can't get in touch.

It was also in the process of constantly dreaming of the great boxer that he gradually came into contact with these secrets.

"Kung Fu is not separated from the human body. According to military research, an ordinary person who does not understand martial arts has the fastest speed of 100 meters and 9 seconds, and his strength is 500 kilograms. This data is basically consistent with the time when I was Mingjin..."

"When the bright force enters the darkness, the dark force enters the transformation. As the control of the human body becomes subtle, this limit will be broken again and again. After achieving the transformation force, it is the process of developing the limit of the human body. Only when the physical strength reaches its peak can it get involved in the spirit..."

"In this process, the internal boxers, their physical strength, muscles and bones will catch up with those boxers who practice hard skills and external boxing..."

An Qisheng's mind is full of changes.

Reality is not a myth. The improvement of realm power will not be instantly fed back to the human body.

The improvement of the body's physical fitness and the strength of muscles and bones still need to be done step by step.

"I have learned a lot of horizontal and hard skills, and I have learned iron cloth shirts, but the most suitable thing for me is the military dragon roar iron cloth shirt and tiger roar golden bell cover!

This military collects human body data based on the hard work of predecessors and calculates it with artificial intelligence. It is the king of contemporary hard work. It covers the advantages of various hard work. The threshold is high, but the fastest practice is..."

"If you have achieved great success in hard work, you will no longer be like fighting against Miao Quan. After a head-on fight, your body will be purple and your muscles will almost die..."

An Qisheng is a person who knows how to learn from his lessons.

In the battle with Miao Quan, he thought that his skills and boxing skills would not be lost to him, but without Wang Anfeng's shot, he would have died in the end.

There is nothing else, the hardness of muscles and bones cannot keep up.

With this entry into the power of magic, he naturally needs to systematically learn hard skills.

As soon as his mind moved, An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, and the light from his perspective was shining, and he was already dreaming.

Once he entered the Huajin, his spirit became more vigorous.

You can already try to dream of the ultimate warrior.

The Taoist Juechen is himself a master of military martial arts.

Since records have been recorded, he is the best way to achieve hard work.

With him as the most reference, naturally, no matter how good it is, it will be gone.

A little starlight slowly spread until it occupied the entire perspective. As An Qisheng's heart moved, countless pictures flowed by like water.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed that after a long time, the picture stabilized.

The mountains are covered with rain and mist, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. In front of the Golden Peak and Golden Palace, the burly old Taoist and the ordinary-looking boy.

"That's it, Gu Changsheng?"

An Qisheng was shocked and recognized that the young man with an ordinary face was the most famous genius Gu Changsheng, the world of contemporary great Xuanwu.

"Senior is a master of martial arts in the three hundred years of Daxuan's army. No one can surpass you in a strong skill,"

Gu Changsheng said softly:

"I am here this time, I am asking for advice from seniors."

"You are a junior of the Gu family, so you can't do anything."

Taoist Juechen had a floating sleeve, and a smile on his rough face, explaining to Gu Changsheng that the dragon roared the golden bell cover and the tiger roared the iron cloth shirt.

An Qisheng listened intently. Although his mental power increased, he was still a little reluctant to dream of the magic warrior, and time was very tight.

Of course, I won't waste any time.

While listening, he summarized the words of Taoist Juechen.

[The hard work since ancient times is nothing more than three points. One is muscle hardness, the second is bone density, and the third is earthquake resistance of the internal organs. The ancients practiced hard work first, then wrapped a wooden stick around the linen and beat the whole body, and then applied ointment and oil to increase the hardness of the body bit by bit.

After that, it was just a wooden stick to a stone or an iron stick. Such hard work could be done. One was too low in efficiency, and the other was that it would hurt the body. Not only could it have the possibility of early death, but it would also leave all kinds of sequelae. Finally, some places that could not be exercised will become so-called weaknesses and fatal points...

The efficiency is not high and the results are not good, so few people practice hard skills.

The practice of the Golden Bell Cover requires the infiltration of strength and the mind moves through the pores of the whole body before practicing. When practicing, you only need to use the following methods to stimulate the subtle areas of the whole body to improve the toughness of muscle fibers and the density of the trabecular bones. The strength and hardness of musculoskeletons, internal organs have never been improved to achieve the state of being integrated inside and outside, and the indestructible Vajra.

.........

Finally, if there is a hypnotic master's assistance and psychological suggestion, so that practitioners can feel like wearing iron clothes and golden bells covering their bodies, the effect will be better and the speed will be faster.]

"Master of Hypnosis, I don't know if I count it..."

An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his face looked a little tired, but his eyes were very bright.

Although he only studied hypnosis for half a year, he had several hypnosis masters as references. In addition, his mental power was naturally strong, which had long surpassed the several hypnosis masters he had learned before.

Maybe he is not as good as Wang Zhixuan, but at least in Daxuan, he is considered top-notch.

call!

A long breath of turbid air was exhaled, An Qisheng's eyes were half open and half closed, and a ray of fog gradually emerged in his heart.

In a trance, his body sank, as if wearing an iron cloak, and was covered with golden yellow all around, as if it was covered by a big bell.

With his current hypnosis attainment, even the world's top hypnosis master may not be able to hypnify him, but he himself can easily hypnify himself and give himself psychological hints.

Bang bang bang ~~~

An Qisheng jumped up and slapped his hands into many parts of his body. The force penetrated into his body along his fingers and palms, causing a violent conflict.

The wind blew under his feet, and several jumped into the woods by the river.

As the force moves, the whole body is erect. While slapping the whole body, it constantly collided with the trees around it.

At the same time, he was humming and screaming, but he was not meaningless.

But Baji blows his breath.

The effect of blowing the air can stabilize the plate, increase strength, strengthen muscles and bones, and promote Liuhe. It is the foundation of the Bajiquan foundation.

Gululu~

His abdomen rolled like thunder, and his stomach and intestines accelerated peristalsis under the stimulation of strength.

Continuously dissolve the fasting pill in the stomach to provide the nutrients needed to practice hard work.

.........

Southeast of Xuanzhou is the place where many small countries are located, also known as Nanyang.

In Nanyang, somewhere in the Philippines, there is a forest in a forest filled with fire, and the rolling black smoke surges straight into the sky, visible for several miles.

Outside the mountains and forests, Wang Zhixuan stood with her hands hanging down, with an indifferent expression.

She was loose and stood there. Whenever someone rushed out of the forest, she would step out and beat him to death with one palm.

Gradually, the fire became smaller and the screams gradually disappeared.

She turned slowly, and her eyes suddenly condensed as she shifted.

A powerful murderous intent slowly rose from the wilderness and rushed towards her without any concealment.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and she saw the old man in black stepping into the wilderness.

The old man stepped forward, not like rushing to the road, as if he was measuring the earth. Each step was exactly three feet and three minutes, not more than one minute, not more than one minute.

Huhu~~

And as Wang Zhixuan's eyes shifted, there seemed to be a sound of wind in the wilderness.

Clouds follow the dragon, wind follow the tiger.

Wang Zhixuan's eyes were half closed and she spit out syllables:
Chapter completed!