"I can't see what this is useful, so you can keep going crazy." Seeing that Chen Musheng did not speak anymore, Mo Tianming began to punch the wooden stake intently and said speechlessly: "I'm going back, you continue. Don't lose too badly in three days."

"Okay, see you in three days." Chen Musheng nodded confidently, fell into silence, and began his special training.

The unexpected breakthrough of the physical limit can actually improve internal strength, which inspired Chen Musheng. Just now, he figured out a special training plan that only he could complete.

A perverted way of practice that ordinary people dare not even imagine.

"In order to break through the limits of the body and soar in strength, I have to find that state again." Chen Musheng said intimately.

He began to do his best to consume the true qi in his dantian. This process was to constantly punch, punch, and punch again... until the true qi was exhausted and exhausted.

The huge whistling sound began to stir in the wooden stake alley.

...

Gradually, Chen Musheng's whole body was soaked with sweat. He began to pant, gasp heavily, and every muscle in his body was filled with fatigue. The feeling of exhaustion of true qi in his dantian appeared.

"It's now!" Chen Musheng gritted his teeth, bulged his energy all over his body, forced himself to support him, and bombarded the wooden stakes two hundred times!

The cumulative number of punches was 95,400 times.

So, the painful feeling after breaking through the limit appeared again. Every muscle in his body began to tremble and spasm, and the position of his dantian began to brew a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow...

"Huh... it's so uncomfortable." Chen Musheng's eyes burst into tears. He resisted the urge to fall, and strode out of the wooden stake alley and headed to the village gate for patrol handover.

"It's this state, just like yesterday. I'll hold on for an hour this time, hoping it will be useful." He took a deep breath and walked on the village trail, crying all the way. This feeling was so painful...

At the same time, in the black iron gate to the south of the village, Mo Tao and his brothers who were responsible for patrolling in the second half of the night had been waiting for a long time.

"Go... so early... give me the waist card." Chen Musheng, immersed in the extreme state, endured the pain.

Seeing Chen Musheng's tears in his face, the two brothers were shocked. Mo Tao handed out the waist sign and said worriedly: "Chen Musheng, are you okay?"

"It's nothing..." Chen Musheng put away his waist sign and nodded to the two of them with difficulty. Tears in his eyes burst out again. He quickly turned around and crawled into the dense forest ahead.

"What's wrong with this guy Chen?" Morin said strangely.

Mo Tao has always been steady and meticulous. He was confused and had to guess: "It's probably because he's sick."

Molin seemed to have a sudden idea and said, "I heard that this kid had messed with cousin Mo Feng. The eldest cousin said that he would teach him a lesson during the practice assessment. This kid is quite smart. Now he is pretending to be sick, so he doesn't have to participate in the practice assessment."

Mo Tao rolled his eyes and said, "It's too early to pretend to be sick."

...

While the two brothers were secretly guessing, Chen Musheng had already started the patrol. He endured the pain of breaking through the limit and walked for a whole hour before completing the first lap of patrol.

"I feel much better now." Chen Musheng came to a shade of a tree, sat on the ground, and began to breathe heavily.

Maybe I gradually adapted to this state, maybe the feeling of physical fatigue was gradually fading, and at this time, Chen Musheng's feeling of pain was no longer so strong.

"Huh... restore the true qi to see the effect." Chen Musheng said expectantly in his heart, snatched his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to secretly use his skills, slowly pushing the "Ice and Fire Art" to the sixth level, gradually returning the lost true qi to a state of fullness.

...

It was already an hour after Chen Musheng opened his eyes and got up and started to move his fists and feet, pulling the true qi to his limbs and bones, secretly experiencing it, and found that the true qi in the dantian had indeed increased by about half a century.

For an intermediate warrior at the sixth level of internal strength, the speed of his practice is gradually slowing down. The special training in less than a day has such an effect, which is already very amazing.

"That's great, it's really useful." Chen Musheng affirmed his thoughts with a smile on his lips. After he got up and patrolled for the second round, he eagerly came to a dense forest, and began his "fist stake" practice again in front of towering trees.

"Ninety-six thousand and one, ninety-six thousand and two..." He murmured silently in his heart, constantly pulling out his true energy from his dantian, and banging violently in his palms, causing towering trees to fall down continuously.

The huge movement was shocked that the wild beasts in the forest fled everywhere.

Talk, talk...’

The large flock of birds flew out of their wings

...

While conducting special training, Chen Musheng is gradually moving towards the goal of 100,000 punches. It is now within reach to achieve the goal.

At dusk, the setting sun was setting, and the afterglow shone, and the whole mountain forest was shining with golden light everywhere.

"Ninety-seven thousand and one, ninety-seven thousand and two..."

Chen Musheng was naked and suddenly stopped moving. His eyes showed pain and his whole body began to tremble and convulse. The state of breaking through the limit once again filled his entire body.

"Huh... I'm back, I'll be able to complete 100,000 punches tomorrow." Chen Musheng gritted his teeth and let out a breath of turbid air. After a day of adaptation, he broke through the limit of his body. Although it was still very painful, he had adapted a little, at least he would not shed tears in irrepressible ways.

After inserting the thunder at his waist and putting on the practice clothes, Chen Musheng began to walk down the mountain.

When I arrived at the villages at the foot of the mountain, a graceful purple figure was already waiting. Against the backdrop of the afterglow, Mo Yuner's pink skin was coated with a layer of gold, making her look more and more pretty.

"Yun'er, have you been waiting for a long time?" Chen Musheng smiled apologetically, took out the waist sign and handed it over.

"?"

Mo Yuner's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Chen Musheng's face strangely: "Brother Musheng, are you uncomfortable?"

Chen Musheng smiled bitterly, suppressing the extreme state of pain. He understood that his expression was too stiff. He clarified: "No, I'm fine."

"It's fine." Mo Yun'er pursed her lips and showed a bright smile on her pretty face.

"Well... I, I'll go back first, be careful." Chen Musheng pondered with some guilt. He found that he was looking forward to seeing Mo Yuner's cute smile at the end of the patrol every day and having the opportunity to chat a few words at will, but as soon as he met, he was a little too exhausted and had nothing to say.

"Then am I going?" Mo Yuner bulged her cheeks and frowned helplessly. Since the day she left the village, Chen Musheng helped her to relieve the situation and accidentally grabbed her hand. While Mo Yuner was deeply moved, a different feeling developed in the girl's heart, and she also wanted to say a few more words to Chen Musheng.

"Well, go." Chen Musheng had no choice but to nod.

"See you tomorrow." Mo Yuner put the longbow on her shoulder, showed a cute smile, waved at Chen Musheng, and sank into the mountains and forests.

"…..." Chen Musheng stood there with a little depressed feeling, and thought to himself: "Go back, you must say a few more words to her tomorrow, and... you will be able to complete the goal in the tip tomorrow."
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