The daily life of Confucian sages hitting people along the network cable

Chapter 39 Dragon-like physique
Early in the morning, Han Zhou lay flat again.

"rise!"

"Get up!"

Han Zhou's veins bulged, and he exerted crazily.

Leng Yunxin looked at Han Zhou and observed carefully.

"The Mang Niu Jin practiced to a small degree is at least [-]% stronger than ordinary people practicing Mang Niu Jin. Yesterday it improved, and it has already doubled its strength."

"Special physique?"

Han Zhou tried his best to stand up on the ground.

His mind was confused, and after Han Zhou tried his best, the word 'town' emerged.

Town what?
His thinking was almost stagnant. In order to figure out what was suppressing, Han Zhou had already begun to divide his strength into two parts.

One part of the strength is used to stand up, and the other part is to think clearly about what the 'town' is.

Leng Yunxin looked at the bulging muscles on Han Zhou's body and raised his sword finger.

The flying sword fell from the sky and pierced Han Zhou's chest and abdomen.

Then pinch the handprint again, and the energy of the wooden line will fall to repair the injury.

Han Zhou would suffer such a fatal blow whenever he tried to use his reckless strength.

Compared with yesterday, Han Zhou's tendency to use Mang Niu Jin is much less.

Until noon, Han Zhou exploded: "Get up!"

boom!
Han Zhou stood up again with pure physical strength!
Leng Yun was speechless.

"120 times gravity!"

boom!Han Zhou lay flat on the ground again.

"People are stupid, but their strength is really great."

120 times gravity.

Han Zhou weighs 140 jins and has 110 times the gravity, which is as high as [-] jins.

With a body weighing [-] jin, can you break through and stand up again?

"Could it be that his body can continue to break through, keep breaking through, until he can break through endlessly without learning any body training techniques?"

"impossible!"

It is the time when light and darkness meet again, between dusk and night.

Han Zhou exploded again and stood up: "Boom!"

Leng Yunxin squeezed the Dharma seal: "130 times the gravity!"

"Boom!" Han Zhou hit the ground again, but this time it was not the back, but forward.

After falling down, Han Zhou's arms swelled wildly, supporting his upper body and gradually raising his head.

Leng Yunxin flicked his sleeves lightly, and a gust of wind knocked Han Zhou over.

Back to the ground again.

It lasted for half an hour before Leng Yunxin put away the formation.

"What's going on with your body?"

"Before you practiced Mang Niu Jin, you were far from perfecting your body to the extreme."

"It's like learning how to write articles after learning half of the characters."

Han Zhou sat up, panting heavily: "No... I don't know..."

The matter of the star fragments in the inner world is Han Zhou's biggest secret, and Han Zhou will not tell it.

Leng Yunxin: "I want to see how strong your physical potential is."

"Have a meal."

Every day at this time is a kind of torture.

When cultivating, the consciousness is blocked, which is not too difficult.

But at the end of the practice, the body was completely out of order, but the mind returned to normal.

In this case, the brain says: pick up the meat and eat it.

The hand said: "You mother can't move by yourself?"

However, is Han Zhou the kind of person who knows what he can't do?

Han Zhou seized the best opportunity, and while Leng Yunxin picked up the chopsticks to eat the first chopsticks, he put his arms around his thighs: "Sister Leng~ Feed me to eat!"

Leng Yun's heart froze.

"You are a big man, can you show some face?!"

"Why do you want the face?" Han Zhou asked, "Can I exchange it for food?"

While talking, rubbing against each other: "Sister Leng!"

"What~ help me!"

How strong is Leng Yunxin's mental arithmetic ability?In an instant, 12 thoughts of killing Han Zhou flashed through.

The next moment, directly sacrificed the flying sword.

"call out!"

In one second, 130 consecutive slashes.

A second-grade monster beef leg was sliced ​​into thin slices.

"eat by yourself."

Han Zhou: "No, sister..."

This time, before he finished coquettishly, the flying sword landed between Han Zhou's legs, only a hair away from the vital point.

"You like acting like a baby so much, why don't I just recognize you and be my good sister and girlfriend?"

Feeling the cold air on the flying sword, Han Zhou got up quickly: "I don't think it's necessary!"

In the evening, Leng Yunxin opened the forum of the Eighth Academy again, found Long Xiaoxin to complain, and then said: "Come on, match the line."

Before Han Zhou took over, Long Xiaoxin was furious: "You villain, where did you hide and attack?"

"If you have the ability to stand up and fight with real swords and guns!"

Han Zhou sneered, thinking too much.

War poems are completed again.

Imperial Capital, Long Xiaoxin: "Come, come!"

The old man in the room narrowed his eyes slightly: "There are no Confucian or Taoist masters around."

"How did this person cast war poems in the air?"

Long Xiaoxin was stunned: "Is there no one around?"

The old man shook his head: "No, it seems that this is a secret technique that I don't know about. How did you do it?"

Long Xiaoxin picked up a gun and fought Li Guangguang.

Finally defeated Li Guang.

Old man: "Go and continue to scold him, I will observe again."

Long Xiaoxin was about to type again, and then jumped: "This bastard messed up my network cable again!"

"Wait for me to log in with a private optical computer."

After Long Xiaoxin logged into his private optical brain, he continued to scold Han Zhou.

Han Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, the dog is endless, right?
Click on the voice: "Punish the traitor!"

Long Xiaoxin in front of the light brain saw ink energy appear in the void in front of him, converging into an eight-faced Han sword.

The eight-faced Han sword cut directly at Long Xiaoxin's intelligent optical brain.

Long Xiaoxin retreated hastily, spearing the Eight-Faced Han Sword.

Old man: "Very strong verbal criticism."

"Ask where he is?"

Long Xiaoxin hid while typing: "Little man, where are you sneaking up on me?!"

Han Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "Fat Wudao!"

The Eight-Faced Han Sword in front of Long Xiaoxin's eyes instantly doubled in strength, and directly took the intelligent optical brain.

Long Xiaoxin did not expect that the verbal criticism in front of him would suddenly become so much stronger.

Before he could react, the private small optical brain had been pierced by a sword.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The old man's eyes lit up: "It's interesting, you come to the laboratory tomorrow, under the monitoring of the equipment, continue to look for him."

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Day three.

Fourth day.

Day [-].

Han Zhou has broken through the limit seven times in a row.

Resisting two hundred times the force of gravity, he got up with physical strength.

However, the thinking has also reached the word "Zhenlong Jin".

"What exactly is Zhenlong forbidden?"

Han Zhou's suppressed thinking was running very slowly, and he kept thinking about this problem.

Under two hundred times the gravity, a fish jumped out of the small rock pool, entered the gravity formation, and was instantly crushed into a piece of paper.

Leng Yunxin understood: "The limit has been reached. It is already inconceivable that a body in the foundation building stage can reach a strength of [-] jin without practicing any exercises."

"He is now close to [-] catties."

"If you break through again, it can be called the strongest physique in the foundation building period. After breaking through, you have already reached the strength of the legendary natural immortal body!"

Han Zhou, who was lying down, was thinking in chaos.

Musculoskeletal blood, all under two hundred times the gravity.

The blood flow has stopped.

Bones, crunching.

Muscles trembled.

"What is it exactly?!"

Before he could figure it out, Han Zhou's body exploded again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Heartbeat sound like drum beating.

Like a ferocious beast from the wilderness, the sound of blood galloping was like waves.

"It has improved again, this time it should be the limit."

Han Zhou yelled, "So it's this!"

Under the chaotic thinking, Han Zhou has already figured out what it is.

"Zhenlong Forbidden Book"!
"The world is in panic, and the evil dragon is high."

A force, starting from the tailbone, goes up the spine, and the bones vibrate like a dragon's chant.

Zhenlong banned books originally meant this.

Lock the evil dragon in the spine, and replace the spine with dragon power.

This is the biggest difference from Xiulong Divine Body.

That is to be dominated by human will. No matter how strong a dragon is, it is just a spine extending from its head.

People should be in the altar, in the sea of ​​consciousness, to prevent the dragon energy from entering, to suppress the dragon energy, practice a dragon character with the body, and practice a town character with the sea of ​​knowledge.Suppress Shenlong!
Only use dragon power, not transform into a dragon.

The dragon's desire is too strong, wanton in the sky, the dragon travels in the world.

The evil dragon breeds greed, cunning, cruelty and domineering.

The more wicked the dragon, the stronger the desire and the stronger the dragon power.

As for the forbidden book of Zhenlong, what is needed is to stimulate the strongest dragon power, but not be affected by the dragon's will, so as to avoid the real dragon-shaped demonization.

"Roar!"

The blood energy on Han Zhou's body was so thick that it oppressed the separation of the space, soaring to the sky from the top of his skull.

Leng Yunxin: "Okay, finally entered the first step, continue to practice, there are still 27 days until the Eighth Academy's final exam."

"Is it the monster dragon body that you are cultivating?"

After seeing this, Leng Yunxin took out a bead, threw it into the air, and made seals with both hands: "Longjing lock! Suppress!"

"If you don't climb out in 27 days, you will starve to death here."

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