In the gravity room, Chen Fan's exhausted body leaned against a gravity column. His strong muscles were as sharp as iron and stone, extremely distinct, showing great strength. With the dual guarantee of food and training, Chen Fan's physical transformation was obvious. Not only had his muscles become stronger, but his body height had also increased. These were all the results of his rigorous training. Suddenly, the door of the gravity room was pushed open, and Chen Jian, Han Feng, and Yang Hai appeared at the door.
Chen Jian's eyes were like stars, shining brightly. He looked at Chen Fan from a distance, his eyes full of praise: "You little guy, you have made progress." Chen Fan was so exhausted that he shook his head and said, "It's time for me to study Flash." It’s the palace’s move.”
Chen Jian accepted this calmly. He walked towards Chen Fan and seriously reminded him: "This is not up to you." Chen Fan stretched out his left hand, and as his consciousness moved, the surface of his skin gradually turned dark brown, and a wave of The dark light visible to the naked eye surrounded his hand like a protective shield.
Chen Jian was as happy as if he had discovered a treasure: "How did you do it? You actually did it!" Chen Jian was extremely surprised when he saw Chen Fanda reaching the difficult door that showed dark light, and Yang Hai couldn't help but come over. After taking a look, Chen Jian agreed with him: "Yes, this is the achievement of my benefactor." Although he was afraid that Chen Fan would become arrogant, Chen Jian still admired Chen Fan: "You are really amazing, you should tell How did you do it?"
"Actually, I just kept practicing as you taught me, and then I achieved the results I have now." Chen Fan replied calmly, and opened his palms, thoughtfully.
"How much time do you spend on daily practice?" Han Feng suddenly interrupted. He was usually taciturn, but now he couldn't help but ask.
"About fifteen hours."
"Fifteen hours?!"
Chen Jian and Han Fengkou exclaimed in unison. The two looked at each other and smiled, catching the horror in each other's eyes.
"Impossible! You must be lying!" Chen Jian's voice dropped directly, and he growled in a low voice, "After a round of practice, if you want to continue high-intensity training, it will take at least 18 hours of recovery time. Think again. When it comes to eating, it’s already very rare that you can practice for five hours a day. Where did you get fifteen hours of practice time?"
Han Feng looked puzzled and shook his head. Obviously he didn't believe Chen Fan's words.
"To be honest, I don't want you to play tricks in front of me." Yang Hai snorted and glared at Chen Fan.
"Who said it takes eighteen hours to recover?" Chen Fan remained calm and laughed easily, "I only need to make it past noon."
"Impossible!" Chen Jian and Han Feng screamed at the same time again.
"With such a high-intensity training method, it is impossible for the body to recover so quickly. I have managed the Chen family for so many years, and I have never seen anyone recover so quickly. Back then, Chen Hao, who had an extraordinary physique, could perform such a rapid recovery in the Qi Condensation Realm. After high-stress training, it takes fifteen hours to fully recover." Chen Jian shook his head, as if he couldn't accept what Chen Fan said at all, "You mean your recovery time is four times faster than his? Do you really think this is possible? ?"
"Actually, it's not impossible." Chen Fan smiled slightly, then slowly stood up from the stool, turned and walked towards the corner of the room. He took out a dagger from the bag there, then walked back calmly and said to others: "Father Han, I have always had a doubt. My father happens to be here, and I want to do an experiment. I hope With uncle’s permission.”
"What experiment?" Chen Jian frowned.
"I want to cut Uncle Han Feng's arm."
"This audacious guy!" Chen Jian's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Do you want to touch the gods?"
"It's just a slight cut." Chen Fan's expression remained calm, "I also plan to make a cut on my father's and my own arms to compare them together."
"Master, maybe the child has some special ideas, let's give it a try."
"What exactly do you want to do?" Chen Jian also became curious.
"You will understand later." Chen Fan said calmly and calmly, and then walked towards Han Feng with great determination: "Uncle Han Feng, don't use any vitality to let the wound bleed naturally, and don't use vitality to heal the wound. Can it be done?”
"Can."
"I'm starting now."
"let's start."
Chen Fan stepped forward, holding a dagger and gently slashed Han Feng's outstretched left arm. Drops of blood slipped from Han Feng's arm.
Then, it was Chen Fan's father's turn: "Father, are you ready?"
"Boy, what are you doing? I'm a man of letters, so be careful."
"I know." Chen Fan said, and suddenly drew a dagger on his father's arm. The blood that instantly drew out made Yang Hai scream in fear: "You little bastard, you are so unprepared!"
Under the gaze of Han Feng and Chen Jian, Chen Fan looked calm. Then he waved his hand to his arm and drew a clear line there. The blood immediately fell.
"What does this kid want us to understand? Does he have any unique considerations in doing this? I can't understand his intention at all." Yang Hai continued to roar loudly.
"Wait patiently, everything will be revealed." Chen Fan's face suddenly became serious, and his eyes focused for a time.
Both Han Feng and Chen Jian were confused. They didn't understand what Chen Fan wanted to express. They looked at him, their eyes turning like searchlights.
A smile appeared on Chen Fan's face. He did not give any explanation, but covered his bleeding arm under his sleeve, not giving Han Feng and Chen Jian any chance to observe.
Ten minutes later.
"Oops!" Han Feng suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked at Yang Hai's arm in shock and whispered: "Master, look!"
Chen Jian's attention had been focused on Chen Fan. After hearing Han Feng's words, he also turned in the direction of Yang Hai. After taking a look, he also noticed something strange and asked, "Yang Hai, why has the blood in the wound on your arm solidified?"
"Ah!" Yang Hai exclaimed, then noticed his arm and said in surprise: "How do I know?"
"And the blood on my arm is still bleeding." Han Feng showed his arm so that Yang Hai could see it clearly.
"What's going on?" Yang Hai looked at his arm with confusion on his face, "Your physical fitness is much better than mine. Your wounds should heal earlier. How could this be the case? "
"You can look at my arm." A smile appeared on Chen Fan's face. He took off the shirt on his arm so that everyone could see his arm, and then slowly cleaned up the coagulated blood.
The wound on Chen Fan's arm seemed to be instantly reduced to the size of a needle thread. The skin on both sides of his arms seemed to be moving slowly, trying to connect with each other and close the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Han Feng and Chen Jian were both shocked, and their eyes were full of surprise.
"Boy, can you explain what is going on?" Chen Jian was stunned and couldn't speak for a while.
"This is a martial spirit, a magical self-healing martial spirit. My father also has this ability, but because he has never been exposed to martial arts or suffered serious injuries, it has never been exposed." Chen Fan said in a calm voice A bombshell.
Chen Jian's whole body trembled, his hands clenched, and he was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, the martial spirit is actually a self-healing martial spirit!"
"I call it a self-healing martial spirit." Chen Fan explained in a calm tone, "I predict that this kind of martial spirit can even regenerate at an advanced stage, and the internal organs can even be reconstructed. Yes, that is. , the body will not die."
Han Feng and Chen Jian were both stunned. After thinking carefully, they both understood the horror of this martial spirit. Neither of them could control the excitement in their hearts, and they obviously felt their breathing becoming rapid.
"Boy, what do you mean, you actually have two martial souls?" Yang Hai couldn't help but be happy. After a while, he realized what he was doing and exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, I have two martial arts spirits. What's the problem with that?" Chen Jian laughed wildly. He suddenly slapped Yang Hai on the shoulder. Yang Hai was slapped and sat directly on the ground. "You actually have martial arts too." Soul! Haha, I really didn't expect it. If I had known you had a martial soul, I would have tried it on you, haha!"
"I said it would take four hours for me to recover. Do you believe me now?" Chen Fan said with a faint smile.
"I believe it, of course I believe it! Haha." Chen Jian was excited. He didn't care about Yang Hai sitting on the ground at all. He immediately said: "Boy, come with me. I will take you to the Martial Soul Tower. There are martial arts secrets there. You take your pick."
"OK."
