Be bigger!

Then let me continue to improve my strength!

"Improving the realm of Pingbei Eight Jue Kung Fu"

"Improving the realm of Pingbei Eight Jue Kung Fu"

...After reciting silently six times in a row and consuming a full 360 years of life, Zhen Feng once again felt the huge improvement in his body. The sudden increase in power made Zhen Feng act cautiously again.

stand up.

After tens of minutes of becoming familiar with the power again,

Zhen Feng walked up to the tester, with anticipation in his eyes. He put on the strongest posture of Pingbei Eight Jue and punched out.

The test results this time showed that Zhen Feng had impressively gone from the initial destructive power of a second-grade warrior to the mid-term destructive power of a second-grade warrior.

You must know that those second-level warriors have many times more resources than the first-class warrior Marley. The most important thing is that with the support of these countless resources, every warrior can also practice "Mountain-Moving Power"

Such strongman-level skills are used to increase strength quickly.

Even with these conditions, those long-lived second-grade warriors who want to improve their strength still need years of training!

And Zhen Feng is just a mortal body,

Just relying on the fusion of mortal body martial arts skills,

It only took five seconds,

The destructive power has been increased to the middle stage of a second-grade warrior. This speed of improvement is terrifying!

Moreover, reaching the middle stage of the second-level warrior means that the ultimate holy body has almost reached the middle stage. Just one fusion technique saved Zhen Feng less than half of his energy!

Next, he refined the Gathering Pill, and only needed to collect some more martial arts skills. After raising the ultimate holy body to the critical point, he could officially enter the stage, which would greatly increase his strength and allow him to practice the mountain-moving power.

A powerful warrior!

...

Town head, rental house.

Landlady Yue Xiaoli glanced at the unconscious Zheng Dachao on the floor of the rental house.

At this moment, Zheng Dachao was twitching violently, and the muscles all over his body were bulging and contracting like balloons.

She turned to look at her daughter, "When did you see him in this situation?"

The plump boss lady said: "After he finished eating in my small restaurant, he seemed to have made a phone call near a sewer entrance. When I found him lying on the ground, he had already looked like this. He is already twenty years old.

Too many minutes!"

The landlady took a puff of cigarette, "I have found and destroyed eleven of Lan Xiaoren's dozen muscles. The other three disappeared, but two abnormalities were found, which should be the cause of those two muscles. As for the

This last one should have sneaked into his body along the wound on his left arm!"

The plump boss lady said: "Normally speaking, if a physical warrior cultivator encounters this kind of situation, he would have died a long time ago. His willpower is surprisingly strong, and he can persist for such a long time without exploding into blood mist!"

The landlady flicked the cigarette ashes, "Maybe this little black-faced guy has a special physique and willpower! Over the past hundreds of years, I have seen more than a dozen Mortal Realm warriors encounter this kind of situation, but they did not explode on the spot.

The ones with blood mist, but the most they could last for more than thirty minutes, the two who persisted and survived, also turned into strange beasts!"

The plump boss lady sighed, "Is there no way to save this little black-faced guy? It's a pity. After so many years, it's rare to see such a diligent practitioner!"

The landlady thought for a while, shook her head and said, "Unless he... is here!"

When the plump landlady saw the landlady's complex expression when she mentioned the word "him", she couldn't help but roll her eyes at her, "He's been living for hundreds of years and he's still so stupid! If he's still alive, how could he not come here!"

The landlady stared and was about to spray her daughter.

Suddenly I heard something, and my eyes moved, "The pretty boy is back, let him see the black boy for the last time, and we won't bother him."

The next moment, the two people suddenly disappeared.

Six or seven minutes later,

A figure flashed past the window. It was Zhen Feng who was wearing a wig and jumped up to the third floor.

He took a few steps to the door of Zheng Dachao's room and looked inside with a worried expression.

Relying on the powerful hearing of "Wan Yunjue", he could already hear Zheng Dachao's cries of pain when he was hundreds of meters away!

Seeing Zheng Dachao's appearance, Zhen Feng frowned. This was the first time he saw a martial artist in such a strange situation, "Dachao, how are you?"

Zheng Dachao, who was originally in a state of unconsciousness, seemed to be more conscious for some reason after Zhen Feng came closer. He endured the severe pain of the muscles in his body that were constantly expanding and contracting, and looked at Zhen Feng.

He originally wanted to put on a smile, but unfortunately his whole body was in severe pain and his smile was completely distorted. "Brother Feng, I... I guess... I'm going to die!"

Zhen Feng frowned, "Poisoned? Or some other reason?"

Zheng Dachao twitched all over and tried his best to make a sound: "Do... me a... favor!"

Zhen Feng's brows furrowed even more tightly, "You tell me. But no matter what happens, I can wait until you get better and I will help you!"

Zheng Dachao squeezed out a deformed bitter smile and cast his eyes on the table in the room, "Wait... I'll hang up, bury me and the pocket watch... together! If...

.If you can, help me hide it from my sister, don’t let her...know!"

Zhen Feng walked to the table and picked up the pocket watch that was glued together with special glue by Zheng Dachao and was full of cracks.

He squatted on the ground and put the pocket watch into Zheng Dachao's trembling and deformed hands, "You won't die, hold on!"

At this time, what Zhen Feng didn't know was that he didn't notice the secret fragrance emanating from his body because of constant contact.
Chapter completed!