Dragon Ball God Mu

In the early morning, the brilliance of the morning light illuminates the earth, and the hazy fog is still filling the depths of the Daqing Mountain.

In the depression formed by the two mountain peaks, the green branches swayed with the wind, and the leaves made a rustling sound in the air. In this open field of vision, any disputes seemed insignificant.

The crackling, like the sound of fried beans broke the seclusion, accompanied by bursts of low-pitched air, the tranquility that belongs to nature has also become a bit fine.

I saw in a clearing in the woods, a tall and tall young man was supporting his feet on the ground with full strength. He was half-bowed, supporting with difficulty, and seemed to be under some kind of huge pressure. The sound like that came from the hard ground under the feet of the boy.

In front of the boy, a girl with dark green hair floated more than three meters high in the sky.

The hair was slightly curled, and her beautiful face was still a little childish. At this time, the girl's body was shining with crystal clear green light, and the pressure on the boy came from the emerald green light.

"Mexia, continue to increase the pressure!" Mu Yang took a breath, with a firm expression instructing Mexia.

Mejia looked at Mu Yang sweating profusely, hesitated on her small face for a while, and whispered softly: "Brother, it's almost enough."

"It's okay, increase the pressure!"

The voice is still so firm.

"Oh!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade her brother, Mejia could only pouted, and raised his hand to continue to exert pressure on Muyang, as Mejia's whole body exuded a faint green light. The pressure on Mu Yang's body suddenly became stronger.

Huh!The tremendous pressure passed, Mu Yang's body suddenly sank, his mouth was trembling, and his legs trembled.

"Reluctantly... can bear it."

Mu Yang held a tremendous amount of force, but he was still able to hold him back.

In this era of underdeveloped technology, if you do not take a little practical approach, then even if it takes a few years, the growth rate will not necessarily be so obvious.Mu Yang has a clear understanding of his aptitude, which should be considered good among the earthlings, but he is far from reaching the level of genius. In addition, the potential of earthlings cannot be compared with those of the powerful cosmic races. If you don't rush to practice, you will sooner or later disappear in the trend of the times.

So since a year ago, he has consciously tied up with a heavy load to practice.

Later, after discovering that Mejia’s super powers were actually the motivation for thoughts, he ingeniously asked the other party to use super powers on him...

Using superpowers as a means to also achieve the purpose of increasing the pressure on yourself.

Relying on the patience of dripping through the stone, the strength of the body is strengthened little by little.

This method seems to him primitive, but it is more reliable, because there are almost no shortcuts to polishing the body.

As for whether the developing body will be encouraged by excessive external oppression, he was a little worried at first, but he always has to be a little adventurous in doing things, and he wants to succeed without taking any risks. Where is the world? Is there such a cheap thing?

Judging from the original plot of Monkey King and Klin’s practice of tying sandbags at a young age, it does not seem to have caused any adverse effects.Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a closer thought, it seems that Klin's height was quite short in the end. I don't know if it was due to heredity or being squashed during development. Isn't the earth people suitable for this kind of over-squeezing cultivation method?Anyway, Monkey King, who has Saiyan blood, doesn't have this problem.

Mu Yang thought it over carefully, and took some time to try it first. If there is an adverse reaction, he will stop decisively!He didn't want his handsome body to be less than 1.6 meters in the end!

As a result, after a few months, Mu Yang found that in addition to his appetite greatly increased, he was growing up in his adolescence, and he was not affected by the weight at all, which made him put his worry into his stomach.

Then entered a more extreme practice...

"Huh!" let out a long breath.

So he signaled that the other party could stop.

Mejia was instructed and immediately removed her superpowers, and as the green light dissipated, the hair that was flying against gravity also scattered.

Mu Yang stood in place to regulate his breathing. After a while, the soreness disappeared little by little.

He turned his head back with a smile, and said to the greatest hero: "Thanks for your hard work today, what reward do you want?"

Mejia smiled, and said in a crisp voice: "Really, then I want my brother to prepare a barbecue for me. There are so many delicious things."

Thinking of the meat that was roasted golden and crispy, as well as the unknowing seasoning sprinkled on it, Mejia felt that her belly was protesting, and her saliva flowed down.

What a simple little guy.

Mu Yang glanced at Mexia, and readily agreed.

"Okay, today, senior brother personally barbecued for you, let you eat enough."

"Umm." Mejia squinted and smiled.

At this moment, on the other side, Mejia’s father Issaf was hidden behind a sea of ​​forest. He quietly watched Muyang and Mejia’s practice, nodding his head with a smile of relief from time to time, and then his body flashed quickly. Disappear.

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In the martial arts building of Tianxinliu, several elders of Tianxinliu are getting together to discuss the cultivation of disciples.

"There are not many medicinal materials in the inventory. If people are not arranged to enter the primitive mountains to collect them as soon as possible, starting from next month, the children's medicinal baths will be interrupted."

The speaker was a middle-aged woman with black hair, who looked about forty years old.She is one of the six Tianxinliu disciples in Issaf's generation, responsible for the allocation of resources within the genre.

"It's gone so soon?" The man next to him was surprised.

"Can I consume more than a dozen disciples at a time?" The middle-aged woman retorted with her eyes widened.

The man stuck his throat, and stopped talking in a jealous manner.This is where their genre is different from other genres, and the consumption of resources is too fast.

But again, the benefits of doing so are obvious, and it can lay a more solid foundation for the disciples.

"Yura, how many days can the remaining resources last?" As the head of Tianxinliu, Ishav asked.

A middle-aged woman named Yula opened the warehouse records and said: “It can last ten days if you save a little bit, but the pressure behind is a bit heavy, and more than half of the resources will be cut off after a month.”

After hearing this, Issaf gently tapped his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "The cultivation of the children can't be stopped, so let's go, Sith and Carl will work hard in two days. You will lead the team into the depths of the primitive mountains and add new ideas. Resources." As he said, Isaaf glanced at Sis and Carl on the side.