Sword God

"Escape into the forest..." Chen Zhigang frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Chen Dazhong's shot of a fourth-tier warrior in Qi and Blood Realm, and even let a second layer of Qi and Blood Realm escape: "Forget it, a second layer of Qi and Blood Realm goes deep into the wind Lin, there is only one way to die."

Chen Zhigang paid for it, even if he went deep into Fenghoulin, he would not get any benefits.

"Brother Gang, this is the tiger that my brother met in the Fenghou Forest. It was because of it that Chen Zong had the opportunity to get out, but this tiger was killed by my brother. These are given to Brother Gang." Handed a tiger leg to Chen Zhigang.

"Okay, there have been fewer and fewer tigers in recent years." Chen Zhigang took the tiger's legs a little bit excitedly, and his eyes shined: "With it, my blood can be more condensed and stronger."

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The forest hut was cleaned up by Chen Zong.

Outside the house, Chen Zong finished practicing Tiger Power Boxing and began to practice sword.

The light in the forest is dim, the iron sword is gray and black, and it is difficult to see the reflection of the light while waving.

The practice of the eight swords of the real sword is more and more proficient.

After practicing the Eight Kinds of True Sword several times, his stomach was a little hungry. Chen Zong walked to the side of the stream and stared at a fat big fish. With the iron sword in his hand, his breath became non-existent, and suddenly the sword was thrust into the water.

Unexpectedly, the fish responded extremely quickly. When the iron sword entered the water, his tail flickered and swam away quickly, causing Chen Zongyi to fail.

"I don't believe it." Chen Zong came up stubbornly, without stopping a fish in his sword.

Adjusting the swords again and again, the final result was that I was hungry and I barely stabbed a fish. I quickly took out the ignition stone brought from home and lit the dead leaves, slaughtering a fat fish with a weight of five or six pounds. Roasted on the fire.

After a while, the golden fish oil dripped, whispered, the fragrance was overflowing, sprinkled with the spices brought from home, the fragrance even made Chen Zong's gluttonous insects move, and his stomach grunted.

After roasting, no matter how hot, Chen Zong took a bite.

Not long afterwards, a large fish that slaughtered about five pounds into Chen Zong's stomach.

After resting for half an hour, Chen Zong got up and continued to practice Tiger Power Boxing, ten times in one practice.

"I feel that my tiger power boxing has reached the limit of Dacheng and can break through to completion. What is missing?" Chen Zong lowered his head in contemplation.

The picture of the tiger going down the mountain did not bring it, but the picture had already been printed in Chen Zong's mind.

From the picture, Chen Zong has a lot of sentiments, but those sentiments are scattered and cannot be coherent, and there is no opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, Chen Zong's mind flashed a figure, flashing a pair of cold and domineering eyes, an inexplicable horror emerged for no reason, and the chill came straight, it was the figure and eyes of the tiger that I saw not long ago.

The real tiger figure overlaps with the tiger figure on the picture scroll, the flash of aura flashes, as if breaking the shackles, the piecemeal comprehension is coherent and the heart is blessed, Chen Zong's eyes are opened, and the amazing light is spread, his hands and feet are stretched out, posing Tiger style.

With Chen Zong's subtle adjustments, a little tiger-like power quietly condensed on his body, and gradually came out. Not far away, a big gray rabbit ran out of a hole in a tree and felt The might, but suddenly shivered and shrunk into a ball, like a big meat ball, unable to move, like seeing the king of the beast.

The fish in the stream flee to the distance.

After ten minutes of keeping the tiger's foot, Chen Zong burst into shape and punched with a punch. The terrible might struck forward with the punch, and the wind roared harshly, like a tiger roaring in front of him, so shocked that it shrunk into a meat ball. The gray rabbit shivered again and again, foaming her mouth and spreading her limbs, and was scared to death.

Once again, the tiger force fist was beaten down, and the final tiger-violent style was even more terrifying. It was far better than in the past. The heart was agitated, the blood was agitated, and I felt that my strength increased rapidly.

"This kind of feeling is great." Chen Zong was very excited: "The tiger power fist is complete, and even with the cultivation practice, he has reached the peak of the second layer of Qi and Blood Realm, which is only one step away from the third layer of Qi and Blood Realm, at least equal to me three or four. The cultivation of the month."

"The state of consummation is for the tiger, that is, it exudes the power of a tiger, which can deter the target."

"The person who created this boxing technique is really powerful."

The reason why the tiger is so strong, in addition to its own powerful power, is also because of the power of the king of the beast.

"Every time the level of martial arts is improved, I can expand my blood to a small extent. Then, if I can upgrade the eight swords of the real sword to Xiaocheng before the warrior war, I may have a certain chance to break through the blood and blood. Three floors."

"But before that, the Tiger Power Boxing just broke through and continued to cultivate and consolidate."

The Tiger Power Boxing of the Perfect Realm reaches 70% of the body's exercise parts, which is better than the eight swords of the real sword in the Realm of Entry. Every time you practice, Chen Zong can feel the blood flow in the body, it seems to grow a little bit.

Thirty times in a row, he practiced Tiger Power Boxing. Chen Zong felt his limbs were soft, and his stomach was groaning again. When he walked over, the scared big gray rabbit was brought over, slaughtered, cleaned, and grilled on the fire.

This big gray rabbit weighs ten pounds, enough to eat two beautiful meals.

After eating, take a break. When you take a break, think about the essentials of the eight sword styles, and then continue to practice.

Practice boxing, sword training, eating and sleeping.

This is the daily life of Chen Zong in the forest hut.

It is quiet and free from any interference. Chen Zong can devote himself wholeheartedly to cultivation, and he can feel his progress every day.

Another night passed, and Chen Zong walked out of the log cabin. The first thing was to draw a sword to mark the tenth trace on the trunk next to it, indicating that Chen Zong came here for the tenth day.

After a quick wash, walked to the stream and stared at a fish, waiting for the opportunity to gain momentum, force, and sword. The sword broke through, bringing a weak wind, breaking into the water, and a sword pierced the big fish to pick it out.

People who practice martial arts have a large amount of food, especially like Chen Zong. Except for rest, all other time is spent on cultivation, which consumes more energy.

I wake up in the morning and go to bed at night to eat six meals. Each meal is at least five pounds of fish or rabbit meat. This is the most eaten thing, and occasionally snake meat.

Every day, dozens of pounds of flesh are absorbed by the body, after practice, it is absorbed by the body, strengthens the blood, feeds the body, and becomes stronger and stronger, but the strength is still at the level of 300 pounds. This is a bottleneck, and only a breakthrough can continue to improve.

The Tiger Power Boxing method has reached a state of perfection, and Chen Zong does not need to think about how to make breakthroughs. Therefore, the Tiger Power Boxing method is practiced ten times each morning and evening, and the rest of the time is spent on the eight swords of the True Sword. There will be some parts that are different from the eight types of the real sword. When the two are combined, you can exercise all over the body, and the effect is better.

Chen Zong also found that the use of swords to stab fish also helped to the cultivation of the true sword eight.

"Daddy said that swordsmanship is fast and accurate, and the three are indispensable, otherwise it is just fast, and it is useless to stab the target."

"I couldn't stab the fish with a sword before, but it was not accurate or stable enough. After ten days of practice, the accuracy and stability have improved a lot, but there is still room for further improvement."

"Exercising quickly and steadily, in addition to the fish, maybe I can try other ways."

After thinking for a while, Chen Zong took a straight branch with the thickness of his thumb and inserted it on the ground. The man stood in front of the branch, staring at the branch with his eyes, concentrating.

Raise the sword and fall.

The sword fell from the side of the branch, but did not split the branch.

"So much difference!" Chen Zong stunned, thinking that his sword was accurate and stable enough.

"Come again."

Concentrating on his strength, he lifted his sword and fell.

Practice again and again.

the eleventh day!

The twelfth day!

Thirteenth day!

Fourteenth day!

The fifteenth day!

After practicing the eight styles of the real sword again twenty times, Chen Zong moved his sword to the straight branch of a thick chopstick, lifted the sword, and split the branch with a sword.

"Okay, the quasi-head really improved a lot." Chen Zong smiled.

Striving for excellence, Chen Zong replaced the thick branches of chopsticks with thinner ones.

It was another day, and Chen Zong drew his sword and carved another trace on the tree trunk.

"Four days before the war of warriors." Looking at the twenty traces on the tree trunk, Chen Zong said to himself.

He walked over to the creek and stared at a big fish. The sword of his hands stabbed out. The sword was extremely fast. The tip of the sword broke through the water, and then a big fish sprang up.

After eating the fish, Chen Zong drew his sword and practiced the eight forms of true sword.

Once, twice, three times...the ninth time, and the last one-the explosive sword!

Forced through the sword body, it exploded in an instant, and the sword body and the air rubbed violently, shining with a dazzling light, traversing the darkness in the forest.

"Sword body is bright, can affect eyesight, is for Xiaocheng." Chen Zongxian was stunned and immediately overjoyed.

It took five days before to practice the real eight of the real sword to the entry level. I thought it would take at least one month to practice the real eight of the real sword to a small success. I did not expect it to be disturbed by the outside world. In addition, with the training of thorn fish splitting branches, etc., it took only fifteen days to reach the realm of the eight swords.

"Okay, it seems that my exercise method is indeed right." Chen Zong was even more happy. The eight swords of the true sword were passed on by the mysterious sword tip, but the method of pricking fish and chopping branches was thought out by myself, perhaps Such a method already exists, but at least no one taught him, it is entirely the result of his own efforts.

Through my own efforts to make progress from scratch, what is more exciting than a sense of accomplishment.

At this time, Chen Zong felt a violent blood, such as the water of the big river flowing over and over. The body is undergoing a change wherever he passes. Some of the energy of the dozens of pounds of animal meat eaten every day is lurking in the body. As the turbulent blood was continuously guided out and merged into the limbs and corpses, a little bit of Chen Zong's muscle and bone membrane was strengthened.

"This feeling... Xiuwei is about to break through."

Quickly put forward the sword style, once again show the true sword eight styles, using this as a guide, refine the power emerging in the body, accelerate the breakthrough.

After several times of the eight swords of the real sword, a more powerful force grew from the depths of the body, filling the whole body, and the muscles were tight, making Chen Zong give a stronger and more fierce feeling.

"Hahahaha, three levels of Qi and Blood Realm, I finally reached it." Chen Zong couldn't stop laughing: "The warrior warfare, I must have a copy of the top three, Chen Zhigang and Chen Dazhong, and our account should be counted. "

"However, there are still a few days before the war of warriors, and I can take this opportunity to improve some more."