God of Killing

Gravity room.

Shi Yan was sore and numb all over, leaning against a gravity column.

His naked body was strong and muscular, with distinct muscles and prominent edges and corners, as if cast from molten steel, full of astonishing explosive power.

With enough food, Shi Yan practiced hard for another month. Not only did he become a lot stronger, but he even grew a few centimeters taller.

Suddenly, the door of the gravity room was pushed open.

Shi Jian, Han Feng, and Yang Hai appeared at the door together.

Shi Jian's eyes were like lightning, he glanced at Shi Yan from a distance, nodded secretly, and said: "It seems that you kid is not lazy."

"Of course." Shi Yan looked exhausted and kept his posture still, saying: "I think the physical body is almost tempered, and I should be able to choose a martial skill to practice next."

"Whether it's really about the same or not, it doesn't matter what you say." Shi Jian strode over to him and said with a straight face: "Stretch out a hand."

Shi Yan stretched out his left hand in cooperation, and with a thought, his left hand quickly petrified and turned into dark brown.

On the surface of his skin, wisps of dark light visible to the naked eye were flickering. If you look closely, you will find that the dark light is like a thin mask of light, covering one of his hands.

"Huh!"

Shi Jian exclaimed, his face brightened, and he grinned: "You have some skills, and there is a layer of black light appearing. It seems that you have not been lazy during this period of time, not bad! Very good!"

Yang Hai was overjoyed, and stepped forward to take a look, and said: "Father, this phenomenon is the ultimate that the human realm can reach, right? When Qing'er broke through to the third heaven realm of the human realm, her petrified skin also That’s why this dark light appeared, isn’t it?”

"Yes." Shi Jian nodded lightly, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, "This guy is indeed good! In just one and a half months, he was able to unleash the potential of his martial soul to this extent, which is great!"

Although Shi Jian was afraid that Shi Yan would be proud, he couldn't help but praise him, with a bit of surprise on his face, "Boy, how on earth did you do that?"

"Just follow your method and keep practicing like this, and the result will be like this." Shi Yan spread his hands with an indifferent expression.

"How long do you practice a day?" Even Han Feng, who rarely spoke, couldn't help but ask.

"About fifteen hours."

"Fifteen hours?!"

Han Feng and Shi Jian exclaimed at the same time. They looked at each other with horror in each other's eyes.

"Impossible! You must be lying!" Shi Jian shouted coldly and said in a deep voice: "After practicing once, if the body wants to continue such a high-intensity impact, it will take at least eighteen hours to recover. In addition to eating Time, you can practice for five hours a day, which is pretty good! Where do you get fifteen hours of practice time?"

Han Feng was also full of doubts and shook his head slightly, obviously not believing it.

"You brat, tell the truth. Don't play tricks on me in front of your grandpa." Yang Hai snorted and scolded.

"Who said it takes eighteen hours to recover?" Shi Yan looked relaxed and smiled: "Four hours is enough for me."

"impossible!"

Shi Jian and Han Feng shouted in surprise at the same time.

"It is absolutely impossible for the body to recover so quickly from such a high-intensity impact! I have been in charge of the Shi family for so many years, and I have never seen anyone recover so quickly! Back then, that boy Shi Dang had extremely outstanding physical conditions. After such an intense impact, it would take fifteen hours to fully recover." Shi Jian shook his head repeatedly, snorted again, and said: "You mean, you are four times faster than him? Do you think Is this possible?"

"Nothing is impossible." Shi Yan smiled, stood up suddenly, turned around and walked towards Yijiao, took out a dagger from the backpack in the corner, and walked over calmly, saying: "Grandpa, I have always had something in my heart. I’m just wondering, my dad is here now, and I want to do a test, I hope grandpa will allow it.”

"What test?" Shi Jian frowned.

"Uncle Han, I want to cut your arm."

"Presumptuous!" Shi Jian shouted coldly, "Boy, do you still want to go to heaven?"

"It's just a slight scratch." Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he added, "I also want to make a scratch on my father's arm, and another one on my own arm, so that we can make a comparison."

"Master Yan, Master Yan may have some plans, let's give it a try."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Shi Jian was also confused.

"You'll know in a moment." Shi Yan walked towards Han Feng calmly and said, "Uncle Han, don't use any essence. If the wound bleeds, you can't activate the essence, okay?"

"Um."

"Then I take action?"

"Um."

Shi Yan took a step forward and slashed Han Feng's outstretched left arm. Dark red blood immediately emerged from Han Feng's arm.

"Dad, it's your turn." Shi Yan walked towards Yang Hai.

"You brat, what are you going to do? Dad is not a warrior, please be gentle!"

"Well, I know." Shi Yan stepped forward and slashed the dagger like lightning, instantly hitting Yang Hai's arm.

Yang Hai screamed, looking at his bleeding arm and shouting, "You brat, you are so cruel! I'm not ready yet."

Under the gazes of Han Feng and Shi Jian, Shi Yan looked calm and casually slashed his arm again, and red blood immediately overflowed.

"You brat, what do you want to show us? Is there any hidden meaning in doing this? I can't see anything." Yang Hai continued to yell.

"Wait, wait a while." Shi Yan looked solemn, and his expression gradually became serious.

Han Feng and Shi Jian had puzzled faces, not knowing what he was trying to do, and their eyes were shining brightly as they turned around on him.

Shi Yan smiled and didn't explain. He even covered the bleeding arm with his clothes, preventing Han Feng and Shi Jian from seeing his wound.

Ten minutes later.

"Huh!"

Han Feng was the first to notice the abnormality. He looked at Yang Hai's arm blankly and said, "Master, look!"

Shi Jian's attention was focused on Shi Yan. After hearing what Han Feng said, he couldn't help but look at Yang Hai's arm.

Looking at it this way, he also saw something strange and said, "Haier, how did the blood in the wound on your arm solidify and form a blood cocoon?"

"Ah!" Yang Hai exclaimed, then noticed his arm and said, "I don't know either."

"My arm is still bleeding..." Han Feng stretched out his hand and motioned to Yang Hai to take a good look.

"What's going on?" Yang Hai looked surprised, "You have practiced martial arts for many years, and your physical fitness is far stronger than mine. Logically speaking, you should stop bleeding earlier? How could this happen? ?”

"Look at my arms."

Shi Yan smiled, finally took off the clothes on his arm, exposed the arm, and slowly wiped the coagulated blood clean.

I saw that the wound on Shi Yan's arm, I don't know when it started, became as thin as a needle thread.

The flesh and blood on both sides of his wound seemed to be slowly squirming, working hard to come together and heal the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shi Jian and Han Feng were shocked, their eyes filled with horror.

"You brat, what on earth is going on?" Shi Jian was stunned for a long time and suddenly shouted hurriedly.

"This is a martial spirit, a martial spirit that can heal itself! My father also has it. Unfortunately, he has not practiced martial arts and has not been seriously injured, so he has never been discovered." Shi Yan dropped the bombshell with an indifferent expression.

Shi Jian's eyes were dazzling, and he clenched his hands tightly. He was silent for a while, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha! Martial spirit! Self-healing martial spirit!"

"I call it the Immortal Martial Spirit." Shi Yan explained softly: "I feel that in the later stages, this kind of Martial Spirit can even regenerate severed limbs and re-condensate the internal organs. Well, it means that the body will not die. "

Han Feng and Shi Jian were stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, they immediately realized the horror of this kind of martial spirit. Both of them could not contain the excitement in their hearts, and their breathing became obviously faster.

"You brat, so you have dual martial souls?" Yang Hai couldn't help but be overjoyed as well. It took him a long time to realize what he was doing and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Of course it's dual martial arts! Is this wrong?" Shi Jian laughed wildly, slapped Yang Hai on the shoulder, and slapped Yang Hai directly to the ground, "Haier, I didn't expect that you would have There is also a martial spirit! Haha, I really didn’t expect it. If I had known this, I would have made a cut on you when you were young, haha!”

"I said I could recover in four hours. Do you believe me now?" Shi Yan smiled lightly.

"Believe! Completely believe! Haha!" Shi Jian has never been in such a good mood. Regardless of Yang Hai sitting on the ground, he said directly: "Boy, follow me! I will take you to the Wuhun Palace! Our Shi family's martial arts secrets It’s all in there, you can choose whatever martial arts there are!”

"good."

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