Holding his breath and concentrating, he could still hear the whispers of other outer disciples in nearby buildings.
Not only the physical quality has been improved, but also the senses such as vision, hearing, smell, etc. have been qualitatively improved.
"This body..."
Zhou Xing raised his hand tremblingly, questioning in his heart, is this still a physique that humans can have?
Raising his arms in the air, his eyes focused again.
"No! The scar is gone!"
Zhou Xing stared at his arm, as if he had seen a ghost.
He clearly remembered that there was a scratched blood mark on his arm, which was scratched by the previous meteorite fragments.
look carefully.
There is only a faint red mark left on the arm, which is fading away bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappears.
What a terrifying self-healing power!
Zhou Xing took a breath of air. Although the practitioner has a strong physique, according to the past recovery speed, it will take at least half a month for the scars to disappear.
In just a moment, the scars completely disappeared.
According to records in the classics, only some legendary physiques, and even some mythical races that have disappeared, have such self-healing power.
"What is that crystal heart?"
Zhou Xing reached out and touched the left side of his heart. The steady and powerful heartbeat gave him an inexplicable and powerful belief.
For a moment, he felt mixed emotions.
The good news is that the crystal heart brings reinforcing strength to one's body; the bad thing is that the integration of external foreign objects into one's heart is a blessing and a misfortune.
God knows, what the hell is this strange stone? Will it lead me to the path of "dehumanization"?
Gulu!
The hunger in his stomach protested, interrupting Zhou Xing's thoughts.
"It's really strange. An hour ago, I had a meal..."
Zhou Xing murmured in a low voice.
rub!
Without thinking much, he came to a forest on the edge of the mountain gate alone.
With his "night like day" vision and greatly increased agility, Zhou Xing easily caught a hare and set up a barbecue.
As a result, Zhou Xing ate the whole roasted rabbit, and his stomach still didn't feel full.
He also hunted down a wild wolf and ate half of it, weighing more than ten kilograms, before filling his stomach.
This kind of food intake and digestion capacity are beyond the scope of normal humans.
Zhou Xing felt even more uneasy.
However, he has no way out, he can't just dig out his heart.
Taking advantage of the darkness, he simply started practicing boxing.
"Iron Plow Fist!"
Zhou Xing's fists were like two iron balls, whirring in the wind and getting faster and faster.
In the night, the young man's movements were fierce and powerful, but also coordinated and smooth.
I've only practiced a few times... Zhou Xing feels something is wrong!
"Iron Plow Fist" is a boxing martial art he chose when he first entered the sect. Its power is somewhat famous among low-level martial arts.
However, "Iron Plow Fist" is difficult to master among martial arts at the same level.
This boxing technique is very simple to get started with and is not very sophisticated.
Then, if you want to cultivate it to a certain level, there are higher requirements for physical fitness and even personal perseverance.
And just now.
Zhou Xing found that his practice of "Iron Plow Fist" was much smoother than before, and the heat... seemed to have made considerable progress?
"Come again."
Zhou Xing concentrated his mind and unfolded his boxing skills. The whole process was completed in one go, like clouds and flowing water.
On weekdays, some difficult moves are actually so easy.
call! Puff! Puffy...
In the night, the boy's boxing skills bloomed like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and every punch was like an iron ball whizzing, dull and shocking.
A layer of dust was raised around him, and there was a faint roaring sound.
"How is that possible! Not only has Iron Plow Fist achieved a small level of success, but it also seems to be very stable..."
Zhou Xing paused on the spot, in disbelief.
"How is that possible! Not only has Iron Plow Fist achieved a small level of success, but it also seems to be very stable..."
Zhou Xing paused on the spot, in disbelief.
Previously, his "Iron Plow Fist" was only in its infancy, and it might take several months to reach a small level of perfection.
Not only that.
After Zhou Xing practiced for an hour, he felt that the energy and blood in his body were getting stronger and stronger, giving him a sense of endless life.
On weekdays.
If Zhou Xing practiced continuously for half an hour, his body would be sweating profusely and he would feel exhausted; but now, after practicing continuously for an hour, he is actually very relaxed.
This transformed body seems to be tireless, and its physical recovery is even more amazing.
One hour...two hours...three hours.
call! Puff! Puffy...
Zhou Xing's boxing skills are full of openness and power, and he himself is also in full swing.
Unknowingly, a night passed.
Zhou Xing spent most of the night practicing "Iron Plow Fist". During this period, he only took a break for food when he was hungry.
After a night.
Zhou Xing's "Iron Plow Fist" has a feeling of being free and easy, and it seems that it is not too far away from the realm of Dacheng.
What’s even more surprising!
He originally stayed in the late stage of the body forging for a long time, but after this night of hard training, his martial arts cultivation was faintly approaching the upper limit of the "body forging realm"!
"It's unimaginable..."
Zhou Xing took a deep breath and opened his slightly trembling hands.
At this moment, he clearly felt his progress; his heart beat steadily and powerfully, bringing him incomparable faith.
The integrated "crystal heart" not only transformed Zhou Xing's physique, but also caused some mysterious changes in his body's martial arts talent.
In addition, Zhou Xing has been staying at this stage for a long time. With his accumulated experience, he has been practicing the low-level boxing martial arts "Iron Plow Fist" and has made great progress with each passing day!
…
A hint of fish belly white appears on the horizon.
Zhou Xing stopped the drill and returned to his station at the outer gate, his face filled with excitement and joy.
Judging from today's progress, it does not seem to be difficult for him to advance to the "mai-tong stage" within two months.
As long as he breaks through the channel opening stage within the time limit, Zhou Xing can gain a foothold in the sect.
He even felt that after his physical transformation, his martial arts talent was definitely no worse than some of the genius monsters rumored in the sect.
at this time.
Zhou Xing's hungry stomach started to attack again.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that his appetite had increased more than ten times since integrating into the mysterious crystal stone.
Fortunately, the outer disciples of Yunyue Sect have a "canteen" where they can eat together.
Early morning hours.
There are already some figures in the cafeteria.
Zhou Xing couldn't care about that much. He held a big steamed bun in his left hand and half a pig's trotter in his right hand, eating in big mouthfuls.
His devouring of food attracted the attention of the nearby outer sect disciples.
"When did this kid become a loser..."
"I think he has been oppressed by Wang Lingyun for a long time and needs to vent."
In the cafeteria, several disciples made some pleasantries.
In Yunyue Sect, the number of outer disciples is generally controlled at around three hundred.
Because of the elimination system of the sect rules, those who have not broken through the channeling stage in three years, or have not broken through after reaching the age of sixteen, will be expelled from the sect.
Therefore, most of these outer disciples knew Zhou Xing and the grudges between him and Wang Lingyun.
"Hmph! I don't know how Mu Xueqing fell in love with this loser."
A horse-faced boy came over with an evil look on his face.
Zhou Xing glanced at him sideways, and then moved his eyes to the greasy pig's trotters in his hands. He still found the latter more attractive, so he ignored it.
This kind of indifferent attitude made the horse-faced boy Wuming angry.
He secretly wondered: On weekdays, Zhou Xing was quite afraid of himself and did not dare to offend easily.
"Tsk, tsk, this Feng De has only been practicing for more than a year, and he has reached the peak of physical training. Unexpectedly, he is also the suitor of 'Mu Xueqing'."
Some outer disciples nearby laughed playfully, which made the horse-faced boy even more angry.
A young man named Feng De, who was born in the year of the horse, was considered a newcomer with good qualifications among the outer disciples.
Bang!
A big pig's trotter smashed in front of Zhou Xing's dining table. Meat crumbs flew everywhere, interrupting his meal.
Zhou Xing frowned and looked at the provocative horse-faced boy in front of him.
"Feng De, what do you mean?"
Zhou Xing was a little unhappy about being interrupted from eating.
But he was helpless about this kind of provocative behavior. It would definitely not work to educate with reason.
Because Yunyue Sect encourages competition among its disciples, as long as it does not cause loss of life or serious disability, it is not a big problem.
Provocations like this are extremely common. In the past, Zhou Xing tried his best to be patient.
"Feng came here to admire Senior Brother Zhou's majestic appearance. The person who can be attracted by 'Mu Xueqing' is really different. He even eats so boldly..."
Feng De crossed his arms with a joking look on his face.
"Hahaha……"
The disciples nearby burst into laughter.
Zhou Xing frowned slightly and did not move, still nibbling the food in his hand.
However, Feng De had no intention of letting Zhou Xing go. The other party's previous disrespectful attitude made him very unhappy.
Feng De planned to take this opportunity to teach Zhou Xing a lesson, which might make the "Dream Fairy" Mu Xueqing remember his name.
As Mu Xueqing's admirer, Feng De once tried to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even remember his name.
That incident caused Feng De to lose face and feel aggrieved for a long time.
Now that he bumped into Zhou Xing, he felt even more unhappy; what he was happy about was that Zhou Xing actually dared to contradict him.
"Mu Xueqing..."
Zhou Xing was suddenly startled and sighed inwardly.
In the sect, many people thought that he was attracted by Mu Xueqing and they got together.
But the actual situation is not like this.
Did Zhou Xing pursue Mu Xueqing? This is indeed the case!
Mu Xueqing is the girl of his dreams? That’s right too!
After all, how many young people would not be tempted by such a pure, elegant and talented beauty?
But actually.
Zhou Xing did not catch up with Mu Xueqing, but just walked closer to her.
This is because the two of them lived together in Xiangyang City and came from big families. They had known each other since they were children and could barely be considered childhood sweethearts.
In the past, Mu Xueqing, a little beauty, was still relatively dependent on him, and the relationship between the two was considered close.
However.
After entering Yunyuemen, Mu Xueqing began to feel away from his pursuit, but she did not face rejection directly.
However, compared to other disciples, the relationship between Zhou Xing and Mu Xueqing can be described as "close", which makes many people feel jealous.
"Come on, Brother Zhou, let me treat you to this pig's trotters..."
Feng De picked up a pig's trotter and poked Zhou Xing in the face, interrupting the latter's brief memory.
Such a frivolous action is simply a naked insult!
The nearby disciples who were watching the excitement cheered loudly, not wanting to miss the good show of "love rivals fighting".
"Feng De is already at the peak of the body training stage, not far from Tongmai, and his martial arts talent is even better..."
"This Zhou Xing has been at the bottom of the outer sect for a long time, and I'm afraid he will suffer another loss."
The people nearby shook their heads, but they were not optimistic about Zhou Xing.
"roll!"
Zhou Xing dodged the pig's trotters and punched back subconsciously.
call!
That punch had a faint sound of thunder, naturally unleashing the power of the "Iron Plow Fist".
"You dare to fight back?"
Feng De sneered, he just wanted to provoke Zhou Xing into taking action. I just didn't expect that the other party would take action so quickly.
No phase palm!
Feng De twisted his palms and bowed his legs slightly, blocking Zhou Xing's attack in a subtle way.
His move contains the power of counter-spin, followed by a combo: first buffering the opponent's blow, and then rebounding it back with lightning speed like a bowstring.
However, Feng De's plan failed.
"Pengpa!"
The fists and palms collided together, and there was a low thunderous sound, which was frightening.
ah!
Feng De screamed and felt his whole arm numb with severe pain.
Bang!
In the next moment, Feng De's body flew out in a panic and knocked down a table.
What!
Some of the outer disciples present looked stunned or had their mouths wide open.
In full view.
This Feng De... was actually punched away by Zhou Xing?
Suddenly, the entire canteen was filled with oppressive silence, and the only sound that could be heard was the clink of tableware falling to the floor.
After a long time.
"Huh? That's so evil!"
"Feng De's martial arts cultivation and talent are both superior. Even the martial arts "Wuxian Palm" he performs is even more mysterious..."
The outer disciples were in an uproar, and many of them were a little angry.
After all, subconsciously, they are optimistic about Feng De.
"What?"
After punching Feng De away with one punch, Zhou Xing looked slightly sluggish and looked at his fist.
Somewhat disbelieving, this was a punch sent by himself.
Thumping! Thumping!
As his heart beat, the surge of vitality and blood gave him unprecedented reality and powerful thoughts.
"The punch just now used only 60 to 70% of the force. The power of the fire of "Iron Plow Fist" is probably not too far away from Dacheng..."
Zhou Xing suddenly knew something.
In just one day, not only did his physique transform and his strength greatly increase, but the fire power of his martial arts boxing skills also increased significantly.
The combination of the two brings about a surge in combat power!
"How is that possible! My "Wuxianzhang" has recently achieved a small breakthrough."
Feng De got up from the ground, unable to accept this reality, and murmured: "He must have struck first, before I used my full strength."
People watching the battle also recognized this.
Zhou Xing's sudden attack had the advantage of striking first.
"Come again!"
Feng De roared angrily, veins popped up all over his body, and his palms turned magically, attacking Zhou Xing's shoulders.
Iron Plow Fist!
Zhou Xing sneered and faced Feng De with a sneer, his fists whistling like iron balls, and an even more amazing momentum than before.
Pengpa! Peng bang! …
In the blink of an eye, the two fists clashed three times, and the sound was deafening.
The first punch.
Feng Dezhen took three steps back. This time he was not knocked away, but there was a trace of blush on his face.
The second punch.
Wow!
Feng De's face turned pale, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was full of horror.
The third punch.
There was a "bang" sound.
Feng De's body flew out again, knocking down two dining tables.
The playful expressions on the faces of the disciples watching the excitement gradually solidified.
Seeing Zhou Xing approaching step by step.
Feng De's arm has lost its intuition and cannot be lifted at all. His face is frightened: "I give up! Give up..."
The continuous collision just now made him fear Zhou Xing.
The opponent's strength is really terrifying, and his momentum is even more violent. Each punch is stronger than the last. He is simply a monster!
(End of chapter)
