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The cold wind is blowing, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The back mountain of Guqin Academy was filled with shouts and shouts. Gu Feng went one after another, and the tiger's bone-strengthening fist was punched over and over again. At the beginning, there was only a slight roar. After ten strokes, it turned out to be a strong roar. In the blur, it could be heard a little of the tiger's roar, but it was still very weak.

Two hours passed, and thirty rounds of tiger bone-strengthening punches were hit. Gu Feng felt exhausted, as if every bone was creaking. He barely leaned under a stone to rest. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The foundation of the past three years was too thin. Three years ago, the same physical condition was normal, and now he should have 800 kilograms of strength. Those who work harder have reached the standard of the First Gujiang Academy. One thousand kilograms, I only have 580 kilograms of strength. It is already amazing to beat ten times. Now thirty rounds are a bit heavy."

After a pause, Gu Feng gritted his teeth and stood up again, his eyes bright and persevering.

"Earlier, I didn't regret it. I believed it before, but now I still believe it. I just want to catch up. How can I do without more efforts? It's heavy or not enough. It takes the limit, or even breaks the limit!"

An hour and a half passed again. This time, Gu Feng completely lost a trace of strength, and every inch of his muscles and bones became soft, but he still insisted on soothing his muscles and bones before he collapsed on the ground.

Twenty-five times! In one night, Gu Feng practiced fifty-five rounds of body-refining boxing. On weekdays, three rounds of boxing in the morning, noon and evening, which is thirty times. There is no effect like this now. Although he has no strength at this time, Gu Feng can feel the itchyness of ants crawling deep in his muscles and bones. Every trace of strength is more solid until he fully recovers after more than ten minutes. The joints seem to be much tougher. Gu Feng knew that this was a boxing technique that had entered the spirit. He once heard his father Gu He say that only by entering the spirit of body-refining boxing could he make rapid progress and truly achieve the training of muscles and bones.

"The strength seems to have increased a lot, go to the martial arts area to test it!"

The martial arts area is a place where all the members of the academy gather on weekdays. It is also a place for various small competitions, gladiators, and even final competitions and joint martial arts. In addition to some closed martial arts studios, there are some scattered equipment in the open-air square of 200 meters.

The moon is as bright as water, and the open air of the martial arts venue is clear. The ancient style comes to a black boulder. The boulder is square and two meters high, like a piece of black iron, but translucent. At the top of the boulder, there is a white chip the size of a palm, with a faint white light.

The black giant stone is refined black iron stone. In the middle level, unless a weapon is used, you can't leave any trace. The white chip is a small magic weapon that can sense the force of the black iron stone and display the numbers. The combination of the two is an ordinary force measuring stone, used to test the strength of the warriors.

At this moment, there was no one in the martial arts area, and Gu Feng had no scruples. He stood in front of the force measurement stone, took a deep breath, and his right fist fist was poured into his ventral side, and he suddenly pounded it out.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, numbers appeared on the white chip on the black iron stone.

"Five hundred and eighty-two! One night, I increased my strength by two kilograms!"

Gu Feng exclaimed softly, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes. Although these two pounds seemed to be very small, if they were added three times in the morning, noon and evening, one day would be six pounds, and thirty days a month would be one hundred and eighty pounds. In less than six months, they could increase their strength by a thousand pounds. When Gu Cai Junior College was three years old, Gu Feng remembered that the fastest student in history was his class, and Qin Lang, who was the first to enter Gu Jiang Academy, ranked first this year, and Qin Lang, who ranked first in this year, was one year and eight months!

Six months, compared with one year and eight months, Gu Feng didn't know what to say. Although the warrior once the fighting spirit is derived and enters a low-level realm, the body-refining boxing technique is not very useful, before this, such an improvement speed was unparalleled.

"One thousand pounds, I'm still 418 pounds away. Six pounds a day grow, almost seventy days, less than three months! I can catch up with most people!"

His eyes were bright, Gu Feng clenched his fists fiercely, then turned around and left. He did not pay attention. A corner in the distance, his eyes were still for a long time before slowly disappearing.

After a night passed, Gu Feng slept very well. The next day, before the dawn came, the sky was bright, Gu Feng got up and went out. The early morning of early spring was so cold that he drank a large bowl of hot and hot blood rice soup last night, and ran to the back mountain. The qi and blood rolled along the way. Although he was just wearing a thin martial arts robe, he also resisted the chill.

After registering for admission for three days, I rarely saw anyone along the way. Only some senior tutors got up in the morning to practice, but only a few people. After seeing Gu Feng, their faces were a little strange, but they still smiled and greeted him. Gu Feng was meticulous and said hello to them one by one, and then left. Now, he looked at him a lot, no matter others, as long as he did it himself, he would be free from hindrance.

In the early morning of the back mountain, the air was a bit cold, as if it was because the ancients had been buried. It always exuded a heart-wrenching breath. Only the gurgling sound of the tributary of Shuiyun Lake brought a little vitality to this gloomy.

"The warriors are circulating with blood and are not afraid of yin energy. As long as the blood and energy are masculine, they will naturally be able to avoid evil. The breath of the back mountain is also a kind of tempering!"

Gu Feng stood firmly on the shore, his eyes were quiet and his thoughts were even calmer.

"A place like this is not a place to talk about love, but a place to sharpen qi and blood and strengthen courage. A real warrior does not mean that it can break through a thousand kilograms of energy and generate fighting spirit. If you don't have enough courage, you are just a paper tiger."

After saying this, Gu Feng's eyes showed a strange look: "Last night, I only focused on practicing the tiger bone-strengthening fist, and I entered the body and spirit, and obtained the essence. I could only consolidate it in one go, but I had no remaining strength. Now, I will try the first twenty-seven styles of the Arhat Fist."

Arhat Fist, eight-step cicada, Vajra Indestructible Divine Art, and Great Power Vajra Fist, these are the four martial arts obtained by ancient style. Unfortunately, the only one who can see and practice now is this Arhat Fist.

"Arhat's body refining, and the Arhat's fist first glance can be seen. You can practice eight steps to drive the cicada, and you can practice the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art. With a turn of magical power, you can practice the Vajra Fist. According to the memory message, this Arhat's fist is just the threshold for the initial foundation. In my opinion, it is far more exquisite than the Tiger's Bone Bond Strong Fist. I don't know what the three martial arts behind are so profound."

There are some basic things about martial arts. The way of warriors is to practice the first thing they do is to train their muscles, bones, skin and strength. Until the physical strength breaks through the realm of a thousand pounds, it can be said that they have reached a critical point in the body. At this time, you can try to condense a body of qi, blood, essence, and energy, and give birth to the first ray of Dou Qi from the outside to the inside. Once the Dou Qi is born, you will truly step into the warrior hall, step into the ranks, and become a low-level warrior.

Before the birth of Dou Qi, the body-refining boxing practices is practiced. This is a boxing technique created to create Dou Qi. It has many kinds and is also the only combat method for warriors to enter the ranks. Body-refining boxing has advantages and disadvantages, but most of them still vary from person to person. Some people with natural physiques or high understandings can often comprehend the essence of boxing and make rapid progress. However, for warriors who have entered the ranks, Body-refining boxing is a joke, martial arts, and the real beginning of martial arts.

Because martial arts requires fighting spirit to truly show amazing power. Before entering the ranks, the warrior works hard to train his muscles and bones and increase his strength in order to gather a ray of fighting spirit. It can be imagined that the power of martial arts is.

Throughout history, martial arts have been divided into seven grades: low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, best-grade, king-grade, holy-grade, and divine-grade. However, even as we know the ancient style, almost no top-grade martial arts has been passed down in the world except for the royal family. It can be seen that the preciousness of powerful martial arts. Perhaps low-grade martial arts are common in every academy and even some family forces and can be easily obtained, but once it is high-grade, its value will immediately increase thousands of times, and it cannot even be measured.

Today, Guqin Academy has a middle-grade martial arts, Haoyang Fist. Back then, Gu Feng saw with his own eyes that a wealthy businessman had not sold Guqin Academy for 50 million yuan in price. 50 million yuan was enough to rebuild a new Guqin Academy. An ordinary family of three had only a period of 5,000 to 20,000 yuan in a year, and 200,000 yuan was enough to buy a two-bedroom and one-living courtyard.

At that time, it was the most difficult period of Guzhen Academy. That year, Gu Feng was five years old. It was ten years ago that his father Gu He was promoted to vice president and was promoted to Haoyang Fist.

After ten years of turbulence, Guqin Academy has truly reached a time of storm. No matter how strong your personal strength is, it will be difficult to make the world come true until it is not a certain level.

"What I need now is to practice. If I practice again, these things are useless. Only when I am truly powerful can I change something."

With a little sigh in his heart, Gu Feng took a deep breath and abandoned all distracting thoughts until his mind was empty and he was left with only the moves and mental methods of the first twenty-seven styles of Arhat Fist lingering in his mind.

The Arhat Fist, from the moves alone, can be judged by ancient style. This is a boxing technique that is a masculine masculine, with great opening and closing without any drag. Although it is just a move to refine the body, the ancient style still feels a masculine aura and a huge light. Such boxing techniques are in line with the current nature of ancient style. He took two breaths, and his body of qi and blood really began to boil at this cold dawn.

"drink!"

From the first style of carrying water and carrying mountains, the first punch of the ancient style made a sound of rushing wind. The fist wind whistled, far exceeding the power of the tiger's bone-strengthening fist. At the same time, with each style of punching, Gu Feng felt a little numbness on his body, and it seemed to be shaking together. The vibration was very slight, but the effect was amazing, because Gu Feng obviously felt that the muscles, bones, and flesh of his body were constantly tough and strong. (Please recommend votes, collect it!)

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