In the early morning, in a separate yard, a slightly short figure was practicing a set of boxing in the morning sun.

Changquan, ninth-grade martial arts, the most basic boxing skills.

Zhuang Yi is meticulous, scheming, and practices very seriously.

The moves of Changquan were quite simple at the beginning, and there were several movements, which were somewhat similar to the radios they did every day in their previous student days.

After the last punch, he closed his punch and stood up. After a set of punches, his training uniform was already soaked with sweat.

It is now clear autumn, and there is a hint of coldness in the morning. Zhuang Yi's sweaty forehead was steaming.

On the forearm of the right hand, some blood had already oozed out of the white cloth bandaged on the wound.

"Auntie Yue will scold me again next time." Zhuang Yi said annoyed.

It has been more than ten days since the wound was healed. Aunt Yue would come to change his medicine every day. If she saw the cracked wound, she would definitely blame him.

A few days ago, he personally assured her that she would never practice until the wound was completely healed. Otherwise, she would not teach him martial arts.

He looked up at the sky, and Zhuang Yi thought to himself, "It's time to practice true qi." He walked to a sunny place, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to breathe.

What he practiced was not the jade-bearing technique he had practiced for four years, but the Xuantian technique he obtained from the Xuan Crystal.

The day after he obtained the Xuantian Art, he practiced it with a try-and-see attitude and according to the exercises. Unexpectedly, he had an unexpected surprise.

The Xuantian Art seemed to be deeply imprinted in his mind. For the first time, he practiced it skillfully for a Zhoutian, as if he had practiced it countless times.

You should know that four years ago, when he first started practicing the jade-bearing technique, it took him half a year to run it in full for a week.

After more than ten days of hard work, a trace of true energy was finally condensed in his body again, barely forming an extremely small vortex.

The heart that was hanging over him finally let go. In the end, no worst situation occurred. What he feared most was that after losing his true energy, he would fall from the realm of a martial artist.

After dozens of breaths, Zhuang Yi's mind gradually immersed in that mysterious realm.

Suddenly, a light flashed through his arms and immediately dimmed again.

Zhuang Yi, who entered into meditation, suddenly felt that the mysterious crystal merged into his body, and turned into a warm current in his body, which followed the meridians and flowed into the sea of ​​qi.

In the sea of ​​qi, the vortex of true qi that was so weak that it was shaking, absorbed these warm currents and expanded, becoming larger and larger. After all the warm currents were absorbed, the vortex of true qi has returned to its original scale.

The mind was shocked, Zhuang Yi retreated from the state of entering into meditation, and the vortex of the true qi also stopped. An invisible suction force caused the true qi to shrink rapidly. Finally, it was restored to a very subtle trace.

"Clang"

Zhuang Yi opened his eyes and looked at the mysterious crystal that fell to the ground, and his face was extremely shocked.

This mysterious crystal was actually transformed by his true energy!

If he hadn't felt the mysterious crystal transformed into true qi and then restored from true qi to Xuan crystal, he wouldn't have believed it.

You must know how powerful it takes to solidify the true qi into crystal. I am afraid that even the innate masters cannot do it.

With his martial artist's strength, how could such a small amount of true energy be turned into such a large piece of mysterious crystal?

After pondering for a moment, a trace of resoluteness flashed across his face. He picked up Xuan Jing and put it back in his arms. He closed his eyes and started to breathe again.

The trace of true energy in the body condensed into a small vortex again.

Suddenly, the mysterious crystal in his arms merged into the body again, turning into a thread of true energy, injected into the sea of ​​qi.

This time, Zhuang Yi, who was mentally prepared, was not as shocked as before, consciously controlling the huge vortex of true qi, absorbing energy from the outside world, condensing and taming it. When he flowed in the meridians and returned to the sea of ​​qi, this strand of energy had been completely integrated with the true qi.

The larger the true qi vortex, the stronger its suction force. With the help of the true qi formed by the mysterious crystal, the speed of Zhuangyi's true qi increases much faster than before.

After one week of transportation, the true energy of the Xuan Crystal is transformed into Xuan Crystal again and exits the body.

Zhuang Yi opened his eyes and felt refreshed. All the fatigue in his body was swept away. When he explored the sea of ​​qi, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. With just one Zhou Tian, ​​his true energy increased more than doubled.

Although it is related to his lack of true qi, it took him nearly half a month to condense this true qi. Today's one week of heaven is worth more than ten days of practice.

Such speed is probably no less than those of those who are talented.

His own qualifications are not very good. He became a martial artist at the age of twelve. Such talents are only average in the family.

Among the people of his generation, some became a martial artist before they were ten years old.

The practice of martial arts is the slowest in the initial stage. After breaking through the martial arts disciple, the speed of practice will accelerate and will not stop until the innate barrier.

Now that he has been behind others for two years, the gap in the future will only grow bigger and bigger. If he is given a hundred years at his previous speed, he may not be able to catch up with those geniuses.

But with the help of Xuan Jing’s true qi, the situation is completely different. The true qi contained in Xuan Jing is almost the peak state of a low-grade martial artist. In other words, when I practice, my actual speed is the speed at the peak of a low-grade martial artist.

This is not only the case. As my true energy increases, and adding it to the Xuan Crystal True Qi, it will surpass the low-grade martial artists, and perhaps it can reach the true energy that a medium-grade martial artist has.

In other words, although I am a low-grade martial artist, my cultivation speed is comparable to that of a medium-grade martial artist.

When I think of this, Zhuang Yi's heart thumped.

Think further, in the future, after he becomes a middle-grade martial artist, his cultivation speed will reach the level of a top-grade martial artist. After becoming a top-grade martial artist, he will have the speed of a warrior...

For a moment, Zhuang Yi's mouth was dry and his tongue was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

An unprecedented golden road unfolds in front of him. As long as there is Xuan Jing, he believes that he will soon surpass all his peers in the family.

Suppressing his inner excitement, he secretly warned himself that he must not be complacent and thus reveal his strength.

Once Xuan Jing’s secret is exposed, it will definitely cause endless trouble. At that time, the world is so big that he will not have a place to stay.

Every man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure!

"This secret cannot be told to anyone. It's like Aunt Yue, not even." Thinking of the terrible consequences after being exposed, Zhuang Yi made up his mind to keep this matter in his heart forever.

Immediately afterwards, a question arose in his heart, why did this mysterious crystal appear in his body?
Chapter completed!