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Chapter seven hundred and thirty third the eve of the conference

Under the Sossus Frey Desert in Africa, Zhang Xuan gasped heavily and looked at the seven people in front of him. This time, he broke the previous record and persisted for 48 seconds under the seven people! Even Sister Bo and the short man could not believe this time. If they had done it themselves, they would not have been able to persist for so long under the attack of seven masters of the same level. This period of oppressive training has made Zhang Xuan's strength qualitatively change progress.

Now, if Zhang Xuan faces a short man again, it is not that he can hold on to a few moves under the short man, but that the short man can hold on to a few moves under the Zhang Xuan.

Of course, this is due to the lack of qi. If qi can be used, the short man is one level higher than Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan was sweating all over his head and his clothes on his back had already been wet. He listened to the number forty-eight seconds and was unwilling to admit defeat in his eyes. The distance between three minutes was still far away.

"Come again!"

Zhang Xuan shouted loudly.

"Don't come."

The short man shook his head, threw away the animal bones in his hand, and pointed to the top of his head, "Boss Xuantian has something to look for you."

"Zhang Xuan, your achievements are already very unexpected. If you press too hard, you will have side effects."

Sister Bo and others also waved their hands.

Zhang Xuan watched the few people dissipate completely, then he relaxed his tense nerves, picked up a bottle of mineral water, drank it in big gulp, and walked towards the stone steps.

On the third floor, the open area that could not be seen at a glance, Xuan Tian sat cross-legged on the black ground rock, closed his eyes, and a sound of light footsteps sounded at the entrance to the third floor.

"It's coming, it's beyond my expectations that I can hold on forty-eight seconds. I think your limit is thirty seconds."

Xuantian opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance.

Zhang Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in shame: "It's still too far from the three minutes you asked for."

"I may not be able to hold on for three minutes."

Xuantian stood up, "You have exceeded my highest estimate."

"Uh..." Zhang Xuan looked at Xuan Tian with a look of astonishment.

"Your training is over today. Simply training may not be all good. You need to improve your own level."

Xuantian looked at Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan now looked a little thinner in terms of body shape than before, but in terms of explosive power, durability, and reaction power, it has improved many times compared to before. More importantly, Zhang Xuan's thinking is clearer when facing the enemy, and he can achieve the greatest effect in the most labor-saving way.

Xuan Tian said: "You can start to control Qi by yourself, which is considered a mistake. Although the process is dangerous, fortunately, there is nothing wrong. I have a set of Qi training methods, which just happens to suit you."

Xuantian said, took out a black book from his clothes and handed it to Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan reached out to take it and bought the book, which gave Zhang Xuan a rough feeling. The paper was soft and not the fabric was high, but stored for too long. When he opened the book, all the words inside were hieroglyphs, which was very difficult to recognize.

Xuantian's voice sounded in Zhang Xuan's ears, "This technique is called the "Disaster of Worlds". It is said that when you practice to the extreme, you can destroy the world with your body. However, no one knows the specific effect. This technique is too fierce to practice. The first step is to draw qi into the meridians, which is only slightly inferior to the energy you drink from the spirit stone."

Zhang Xuan looked at the martial arts in his hand, and just using his eyes, it put Zhang Xuan in a heavy pressure.

"Sit down, I will lead you into the merit first."

Xuantian pointed to the ground.

Zhang Xuan nodded and sat cross-legged.

There are no sun, moon and stars in the prison, but the heaven and earth are exchanged in the sun and moon.

The capital of Huaxia is covered with clouds today. This is a dark cloud from early November, which makes many people feel a little gloomy.

There are two traffic police officers on duty almost fifty meters on the streets of the capital, which makes many people guess that there is a big man from abroad today.

In the courtyard of Jiang family in Beijing, an old man in a yellow robe pushed open the gate and strode out.

Outside the Jiang family's courtyard, two figures stood, both old, one wearing a white robe and the other wearing a purple robe, exuding a strong ancient style.

"Old man Jiang, it's up to you today. Our two ancestral tools cannot be used."

"It's okay, only three clans with low rankings, one ancestral weapon is enough!"

Old Man Jiang shook his head and showed a confident smile on his face.

"Then go, go to Zutai."

The three of them looked to the north together.

To the north of the capital, there is a pastoral forest, which is filled with pastoral scenery. In the past, it was regarded as a good place to come and relax during holidays. However, a few days ago, this bush was completely martial law and no one was allowed to enter.

The dense forest is filled with countless figures, preparing.

Around the huge forest garden, chairs and stools were filled with chairs and stools.

Underground forces from all sides came to this dense forest.

Under the Sossus Frey Desert, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath and listened quietly to what Xuantian said. Every word is a treasure for Zhang Xuan. Every experience in cultivation and a breakthrough in bottlenecks are crucial to Zhang Xuan.

"If you practice one way, one person can only practice one kind of martial arts throughout your life. If you want to give up, you must destroy your whole body. If you choose the Catalogue of Destruction, you should remember the word "Destruction" and be fearless in your heart. If there is an enemy coming to destroy me, what your heart is going to, and you will sail with a reed! The key point, I have already explained, go up and practice the three chapters, and come to me."

Zhang Xuan nodded, stood up and walked towards the highest platform, then jumped out of the cage.

One month has passed since Zhang Xuan entered the cage, and the weather in Africa has gradually become hotter. The igniting sun shines on the sand without any resistance, making the entire Sossus Frey Desert as hot as a stove.

Zhang Xuan stood quietly above the desert, constantly recalling what Xuantian said in his mind, and took a deep breath.

The word "destroy" means to clear out what you see! Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, and according to the records on the first page of the catalog, let the air move in his body, and then punched out.

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning lit up above the capital. It was only noon, but because of the dark clouds in the sky, many people turned on the beacons at home.

The drizzle fell from the sky.

"Anshi Tsaimei is here!"

A loud voice sounded at the entrance of the dense forest, and the dense forest also welcomed the first underground force besides the three majors in the capital.

Bai Meigui walked over in a tight combat uniform, and his beautiful figure was outlined without any concealment. Bai Meigui only brought two people with him. After coming in, he first greeted the three of them, and then walked to the outermost chair next to the forest bowl and sat down.
Chapter completed!
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