Cultivating Master In City

I don't know how to get home. Zhou Yi is a little lost and his eyes are dim.

The insults he had received in Wang Guifang were still fresh in his mind, and the voices of cynicism were still ringing in his ears, which made the boy hold his hands and tremble because of his hard work.

Zhou Yi suddenly gets up, punches hard and hits the wall heavily. Because of too much force, his hands are broken and bloody.

"I, Zhou Yi, swear that if I don't pay back ten times today's humiliation, I will suffer the pain of bone removal!" Zhou Yi's eyes showed a cold light.

Zhou Yi gradually calmed down his anger, but he began to feel sorry. Because of the conflict just now, the treasure he bought with a lot of money was broken, and the wonderful book peeping into nirvana, which had been with him for more than ten years, was torn to pieces by Wei Ning and fed into his stomach.

It's a pity that regret has no effect. After Zhou Yi laughed at himself, he began to practice according to the villain pattern in peeping at nirvana.

Although these movements were useless, Zhou Yi persisted, endured bursts of pain from his body, and the range of movements had to be weakened.

With every trace of pain, Zhou Yi aggravates the insult he received today in his heart, which is the driving force for his success.

This time, the action was surprisingly smooth, clean, as if it had entered the realm, without any dirt and water.

And after Zhou Yi had done enough of the villain's movements, his Dantian began to dry up.

Like thousands of ants wriggling in their abdomen, the feeling of itching and pain gradually spread to their hearts. Zhou Yi covered his abdomen in pain and squatted down because of discomfort.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yi's forehead was gradually covered with cold sweat, and the heart piercing itching pain had begun to sweep through his body.

Zhou Yi's abandoned muscles and veins also began to become active. After a long time, a trace of soft coolness gradually replaced the itching pain.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief. The coolness became stronger and stronger. Zhou Yi's whole body was immersed in a wonderful feeling.

Time passed quietly at his fingertips, Zhou Yi's skin pores gradually expanded, and a trace of black substances were discharged from the pores.

"Washing the meridians and cutting the marrow!" Zhou Yi's eyes showed a trace of essence, because the black substances discharged were useless impurities hidden in the body. Such a thorough discharge must be the washing of the meridians and cutting the marrow recorded in ancient books.

Washing meridians and cutting marrow can transform people's meridians, muscles and bones, eliminate unnecessary impurities in the body, and make their body more suitable for cultivation.

After thinking of it, Zhou Yi's heart was suddenly replaced by surprise. Unexpectedly, he swallowed the strange book peeping into Nirvana and accidentally played the role of washing the classics and cutting the marrow.

Until some time later, Zhou Yi's whole body was covered with sticky black liquid, and a strong fishy smell filled the whole room.

The blocked and abandoned meridians in Zhou Yi's body are all dredged. His body looks like nothing, giving Zhou Yi a feeling of lightness as a feather.

When it was discovered that Zhou Yi's muscles and veins were abandoned, the seventh Lord once swallowed many elixirs for Zhou Yi. Those effects have always been in Zhou Yi's elixir field. Now, the effects have been completely stimulated because of meridian washing and medullary cutting.

The magnificent yuan force surged from the Dantian to the whole body. With the breath, it experienced a perfect cycle again and again. At this time, Zhou Yi was intoxicated with the comfortable feeling produced by Yuan force scouring the muscles and veins.

Wei Ning would never have thought that he would become the beauty of Zhou Yi by mistake. He would not know the terrible consequences of humiliating Zhou Yi!

"Poof"

A slight sound came from his body, and after the sound appeared, Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and two sharp eyes burst into bloom in an instant.

His accomplishments, unexpectedly, at this moment, entered a new realm of martial arts with a terrible speed!

Zhou Yi shook his fist hard and clearly felt the terrible force more than ten times larger than before. His heart was very happy.

Moonlight splashed through the window in the room, shining the dark room a little bright. Unknowingly, it was late at night.

"Tomorrow will be a good start for me!" Zhou Yi looked at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky and his eyes twinkled.

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"Run 51 laps around the martial arts training ground without stopping at all. Those who stop will run another lap!" a familiar voice came from the front of the crowd.

Because yesterday was the first training, many people didn't adapt very well. Most of them had backache and leg pain and looked depressed. I thought I would have a rest today, but I heard he Haikuan's ruthless order.

After a few wails, the servants ran towards the martial arts field with heavy steps, and the speed was obviously a quarter lower than yesterday.

Seeing this scene, he Haikuan's face suddenly sank. The physique of these servants was much weaker than he thought. According to this progress, it was impossible to step into a heavy martial art within six months.

"Eh?" after a while, he Haikuan found that one person was a whole lap ahead of the others, and the gap was still growing.

"Isn't this Zhou Yi who has some physical problems? Why does he look a little different than before!" he Haikuan frowned and looked at Zhou Yi, who was accelerating, with great surprise in his heart.

"I wipe it. Is this still the soft waste that doesn't pull a few? How can it run so fast? Did it beat chicken blood?"

"Oh, wait for me. I can't run any more. Did Zhou Yi take any elixir?"

"Brother Zhou Yi is so good at running. Look at him. He seems to have endless strength. He's so handsome!"

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All kinds of surprises rang out in the crowd, and there were also many flower crazy girls. They looked at Zhou Yi with beautiful eyes and peach blossom on their faces.

Now Zhou Yi is no longer a waste of the past. He has opened up all his blocked meridians, and his cultivation has also entered a new realm of martial arts. He can easily run through 50 laps, 100 laps and 200 laps.

After a long time, the servants ran half way, but Zhou Yi left the team in the surprised eyes of the people!

He Haikuan was half ahead, which made him ashamed. He rubbed his eyes and couldn't believe it.

"Is there any other training?" Zhou Yi went straight to he Haikuan and asked with a relaxed face.

"Well, otherwise you can go on and wait until we finish running together." he Haikuan was stunned. Obviously, Zhou Yi's performance was somewhat unexpected.

After hearing the speech, Zhou Yi turned and went back to the team. He Haikuan was embarrassed by the speed of the wind.

Another hour passed in the twinkling of an eye, and what made everyone speechless was Zhou Yi who ran a full 100 laps without the slightest sense of fatigue.

Even without much breathing, Zhou Yi easily completed twice the task.

Others had long been tired and paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily.

"Monster, this guy is definitely a monster. He was half behind us yesterday and half ahead of us today. This is not a monster. What is it?"

"What the hell am I? I haven't seen anyone who doesn't breathe after a hundred laps."

The servants looked at Zhou Yi with the same eyes as looking at monsters, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Many people are wondering if Zhou Yi took any elixir or met some expert, which makes such a change.

Washing meridians and cutting marrow is only to transform people's body meridians and eliminate latent impurities in the body, which does not increase physical strength. However, this washing meridians and cutting marrow just stimulates the medicine hidden in Zhou Yi's body, making Zhou Yi's cultivation move forward to a new level of martial arts, which makes it effortless to run a hundred laps.

In fact, all these opportunities are given by Wei Ning. If Wei Ning hadn't insulted Zhou Yi and tore up PEENIE and stuffed it into Zhou Yi's mouth, this young man with abandoned meridians would never have a bright future.

When he thought of it, Zhou Yi showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth. To tell the truth, he thanked Wei Ning very much and thanked him from his heart, but the way of thanking him was somewhat different.

"The way of martial arts cultivation is not about talent, but only about self-improvement and diligence. You have no foundation. If you don't practice hard, you won't be able to make a great progress in martial arts in half a year. Of course, you have to bear the corresponding consequences!" he Haikuan glanced at the crowd coldly.

"Today's performance is fairly good, so we won't arrange training tasks. Everyone can rest assured!" he Haikuan said immediately. As soon as he said this, many people cheered and swept away their fatigue.

"Captain he, since the training task is not arranged, can you show your martial arts skills and broaden your horizons?" one of the servants asked with a thief like look.

"Yes, Captain he must have practiced a lot of martial arts. Let's see it!" someone asked and echoed.

"Well, since everyone wants to see martial arts, I'll make a fool of myself." he Haikuan smiled bitterly at the corners of his mouth. He could not refuse, so he agreed.

After hearing he Haikuan's promise, Zhou Yi also showed an excited look. He stood in the front of the crowd and stared at he Haikuan's every move.

"Martial arts are divided into four grades and twelve levels. Each martial art has its own advantages and potential. The only thing in common is the explosive power of martial arts." he Haikuan said seriously.

"If the martial arts don't have enough explosive power, the power will be greatly reduced. Therefore, to practice martial arts, you must first have a certain explosive power." he Haikuan looked at Zhou Yi in the front of the crowd, as if these words were told to him alone.

"Let's watch it. Don't blink." he Haikuan folded his sleeves and said solemnly.

"Martial arts, open the mountain!" he Haikuan snorted stiffly. He transported his yuan force to the palm of his hand. His figure was like a crane and ran quickly towards a huge stone in the martial arts field.

The palm of my hand seemed to have the power of a thousand gold. It fell towards the boulder in front of me. A roaring sound rang through the door of the whole house.

A series of actions were done at one go, without any mud and water. The hit boulder was smashed in the surprised eyes of everyone.

The rubble splashed everywhere and bounced on many people, but they were stunned and did not slow down.

"This is the power of martial arts!!"