Fights Break Sphere: The Fire Rekindles

Chapter 7 Brutal Training
"what……"

The miserable cries reached the sky, scaring the birds in the woods and causing them to flee in all directions.

A young boy had his hands tied to different trees, wearing only a pair of shorts, his eyes slightly closed, his head drooping, his whole body was covered in blood and blood was dripping slowly, as if he was undergoing some kind of torture.

Behind the boy, an old man sat cross-legged on a boulder, looking at the boy who was wailing in front of him, feeling a little sorry for him. He asked slowly, "Can you still hold on?"

The boy's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his fists clenched, and he shouted, "Come again!"

Hearing the young man's response, the old man slowly exhaled, nodded slightly, and stretched out his palm. A light red streak with a hint of white flame suddenly shot out from Yao Lao's palm, and finally hit Xiao Yan's body heavily like a whip. Xiao Yan's body immediately had a long blood mark.

"what……"

Xiao Yan was beaten and screamed again. He pulled the rope with both hands, and the tree, which was as thick as an adult, tilted slightly. The pain that hit the soul was really unbearable. Even a person with strong endurance could not stand still, so he had to rely on external force to fix it.

The severe pain made Xiao Yan's consciousness a little fuzzy, and he wanted to give up this inhuman training. At this time, Xiao Yan remembered the scene of Nalan Yanran coming to cancel the engagement, but in his mind, it seemed as if someone told him that it was nothing and he could just cancel it. Obviously, this reason had been used too much and it no longer worked.

The figure who would prepare breakfast for him every morning before dawn came to his mind again. The figure became clearer and clearer, and Xiao Yan's consciousness gradually recovered.

"Ha! Come again!" Xiao Yan shouted, and his body seemed to have recovered to full blood again.

Hearing Xiao Yan's shout, Yao Lao sighed: "Is this little guy crazy? He is even crazier than I was back then. What on earth made him persist until now? Is it really because of that girl Xun'er? I never thought that this guy is actually such a romantic man."

He shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand again. A light red streak suddenly shot out, with a trace of white flame attached to it. That was the strange fire he had subdued, the Bone Spirit Cold Fire, which ranked eleventh on the strange fire list. If Yao Lao had not noticed the existence of that magical thing in Xiao Yan's body, he really wouldn't dare to carry out this devilish training.

Taking a deep breath, Yao Lao controlled the strange fire and hit Xiao Yan's body hard again.

"boom……"

"what……"

The sounds kept alternating, and when the last streak of light hit Xiao Yan fiercely, he finally fell into a coma.

Seeing Xiao Yan unconscious, Yao Lao slowly exhaled. After a full 100 whips, he really didn't know how this guy managed to hold on. After all, he felt bad for beating Xiao Yan, and he also wanted Xiao Yan to give up this devilish training, but Xiao Yan still insisted. He whispered softly: "How can this kid endure so much hardship? Is he really a masochist?"

Yao Lao stretched out his fingers and gently drew two strokes in the air, and the rope that bound Xiao Yan was instantly broken. He dragged Xiao Yan slowly towards the wooden barrel that had been prepared in advance. The liquid in the barrel was no longer green, but red. He gently placed Xiao Yan into the barrel.

"Ah..." The pig-slaughtering scream came again.

Xiao Yan seemed to be thrown into a frying pan, flapping his wings non-stop.

"Quiet!" Yao Lao shouted. Seeing Xiao Yan fluttering in the barrel like a fish, he was worried that if he continued like this, all the precious potion he prepared would spill out.

Yao Lao's thunder-like voice rang in Xiao Yan's heart. Xiao Yan gradually calmed down, holding the wall of the bucket tightly with both hands, trying his best to restrain the erosion of the potion.

After a while, Xiao Yan gradually got used to it. He sat cross-legged in the bucket with difficulty, lowered his head slightly, and let the red liquid cover his entire body. A burning pain came from his face, making Xiao Yan's expression slightly ferocious.

After soaking for a while, Xiao Yan slowly raised his head, clasped his hands together, made a strange seal in front of him, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

As Xiao Yan practiced, part of the red liquid flowed through his skin into his body, strengthening his body, while the other part turned into strands of light red air, flowing through his mouth and nose into his body, strengthening his bones and tendons.

This red liquid was extracted from dozens of precious medicinal materials and cost Xiao Yan nearly 100,000 gold coins. If it weren't for Xun'er, Xiao Yan would not have been able to afford it except by auctioning the foundation-building spirit liquid.

This red medicinal liquid is much more violent than the foundation-building spiritual liquid, and of course it is also very effective. It can not only increase the speed of cultivation, but also widen the tendons and veins and strengthen the body.

As Xiao Yan practiced, the red airflow enveloped his entire body, and was constantly absorbed and refined by Xiao Yan. Suddenly, the red airflow slowly spun around Xiao Yan, and at this moment, Xiao Yan seemed to have become a big magnet, not only was the Dou Qi in the surrounding space being rapidly sucked in, but even the red liquid in the wooden barrel began to form tiny whirlpools.

"Hmm? Is he about to break through? It seems like it's only been ten days since his last breakthrough to the fourth stage of Dou Qi!" Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan who was practicing in the wooden barrel in surprise.

Under Xiao Yan's endless demands, the red liquid in the bucket faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under the influx of a large amount of energy, Xiao Yan's face flushed slightly, and there was a faint red light emanating from it.

When the last wisp of light red air flowed into the body along with the breath, Xiao Yan's body became quiet for a moment, and then suddenly trembled violently. His lower abdomen contracted slightly, and Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly opened. In his dark pupils, blue and white light flashed rapidly. His mouth opened slightly, and a mouthful of turbid gas was exhaled.

He jumped out of the barrel and hit the big tree in front of him hard.

"Blow Fire Palm!"

A powerful wind pressure suddenly burst out from Xiao Yan's palm, blowing down many leaves on the trees. It was many times more powerful than the first time it was used.

"Hahaha! Teacher, I have reached the fifth level of fighting spirit, and my physical strength has also increased a lot." Xiao Yan said happily.

"Good! Good! Two consecutive breakthroughs in less than a month." Yao Lao stroked his beard with satisfaction.

"Then is there any reward?" Xiao Yan asked expectantly.

"Haha, I've prepared it for you a long time ago. Close your eyes and concentrate, and I'll pass it to you." After giving a casual instruction, Yao Lao pointed his finger and lightly touched Xiao Yan's forehead.

Xiao Yan felt a slight pain in his head, and suddenly realized that a large amount of information was pouring into his mind. The sudden influx of information made his head feel a little swollen.

"Bajibeng: Xuan level advanced fighting skill, close attack fighting skill, famous for its powerful attack power. When it is perfected, the attack implies eight levels of strength. When eight stacks are added, its power is comparable to the low level fighting skill of Earth level!"

"I got the Baji Beng! With my current physical strength, I should be able to exert a good power!"

Under Yao Lao's guidance, Xiao Yan gradually mastered the operation route and tricks of Baji Collapse.

Standing in front of a big tree, he circulated the fighting energy in his body, running it along the meridians and acupoints of Bajibeng.

"Baji collapse!"

The fist hit the tree trunk with ferocious force.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, wood chips flew everywhere, and spider-web-like cracks spread along the punch. The tree held on for a while, but after a breeze blew, it fell to the ground powerlessly.

Seeing the tree fall to the ground, Xiao Yan sighed: "This is the true power of the Xuan-level fighting skills!" Thinking about the Fire Blowing Palm that can only blow wind, it suddenly felt a bit useless. Now there is no suction palm, so it is impossible to cooperate with each other to increase power.

"Oh... That's right." Xiao Yan had a thought in his mind, why can't fighting skills be used together? He quickly asked: "Teacher, can fighting skills be used together?"

“Haha, fusion use? It’s not like someone hasn’t done this before, but most people only dare to do so after reaching an extremely high level. Do you know why?” Yao Lao understood Xiao Yan’s meaning and said jokingly.

"Why?" Xiao Yan asked.

"That's because the fusion of fighting skills is more difficult than the creation of fighting skills. It is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, you will injure your tendons and veins and become disabled. Only when you have a high level and broad knowledge will you dare to try to create fighting skills. Of course, some people will accidentally create fighting skills, such as the Fire Blowing Palm." Yao Lao explained.

Upon hearing that the fusion fighting skills were extremely difficult and would hurt the tendons and veins, Xiao Yan felt a little discouraged. He had also been thinking about mixing the Fire Blowing Palm with some of the power of the Eight Extreme Collapse, which would definitely increase its power.

Seeing Xiao Yan was a little discouraged, Yao Lao smiled and said, "You are different. Try it boldly! Even if your tendons are broken, it will only take some time."

(End of this chapter)