Chapter 571

Wu Ma Yan and Fu Dong stare, hold their breath, and watch Li Yao's reaction nervously.

A lot of strong men in the crazy bear tribe, who have just applied one fifth of the standard Qi, cry for their parents and piss off!

Li Yao's face was indifferent and blinked, looking at them calmly.

Wu Ma Yan and Fu Dong looked at each other, and then stood on tiptoe to look at the pressure gauge on Li Yao's bracelet. After listening to the real Qi whistling from the seam, they doubted: "yes, it's one third of the air pressure. What's the matter, uncle sand scorpion, don't you feel it?"

Li Yao shook his head.

It can't be said that he didn't feel it. He felt that it was like ten thousand feathers gently sweeping the meridians, crispy and numb, but it was like a dragonfly skimming the water, passing by in a flash, and it completely dissipated before it was enjoyable.

Fu Dongyi gritted his teeth and rotated the gear again, doubling the standard air pressure!

Li Yao frowned. This time, he finally clearly perceived that there was a weak air stream pouring into his body from his wrists and ankles, flowing back and forth between his four limbs and twenty meridians.

However, this force is too weak, giving him a sense of being isolated, but mobilizing the deep blood, hungry desire.

"Or not? You, don't you feel pain? "

Wu Ma Yan was in a daze. He recalled that when he doubled the pressure of Qi for the first time, it was like a cramp. He almost didn't jump to the ceiling in pain!

Fu Dong was also a little surprised: "your breath and heart beat are normal, and your eyes are clear. You must have accepted the cultivation of true Qi lock before, right?"

Li Yao shook his head expressionless to show that he had forgotten.

Wu Ma Yan is in front of a bright, cheering: "must be so! Uncle sand scorpion must have been a master of a certain tribe before, and had received the cultivation of true Qi lock, so he could bear such pain! "

"Does it hurt?"

Li Yao didn't feel it at all.

In ouyezi's memory, in order to cultivate the ancient weapon refining technique, he suffered many inhuman torments.

The only way to train finger flexibility is to break the finger bone repeatedly, smash it completely, and then recover with secret medicine.

Some cultivation methods even put both hands in boiling potion to repeatedly suffer, so that the skin is boiled and the meat is rotten. After recovery, it is boiled and rotten again. Only by doing this for more than ten times, can we produce the most delicate skin and meat, and cultivate our perception to the extreme.

His "thousands of tempering" is honed out of the practice with Ding lingdang again and again, but Ding lingdang is merciless, which often makes him pain to the bone marrow.

In order to cultivate the perception of both hands, he once used the purple ring sword ant for the most cruel cultivation!

As the saying goes, ten fingers are linked to each other, and the pain of dozens of purple ring sword ants gnawing their fingers together is just a little bit to him.

He even felt that the pain was not exciting enough. He deliberately fed the purple ring sword ant with highly toxic substances in order to enhance the degree of pain.

Happy, happy, the more painful, the faster!

It's only twice the pressure of true Qi. In Li Yao's perception, it's just a slight sting from the tip of the grass. It's nothing at all. It's itching rather than pain.

He didn't like the feeling of half pain and no itching.

Simply stretch out your hand and screw the adjusting gear hard, and the pressure will be increased to five times in an instant.

"Hiss!"

Wu Ma Yan and Fu Dong happened to take a cold breath. It was too late to stop them, and their faces all showed the expression of astonishment.

Li Yao snorted. He only felt that the real Qi, like hot magma, poured into the meridians and finally caused a certain degree of pain!

This kind of pain, which he would taste every time he began to warm up, made him smile slightly.

Finally, I'm in a bit of shape.

Li Yao half squinted, as if enjoying a big meal, continue to adjust the valve, constantly increase the pressure of real Qi, six times, seven times, eight times

In the observation room next door, Xiong Wuji and Sha Yulan were stunned. They almost stuck their faces on the glass window and could not speak for a long time.

Wu Ma Yan and Fu Dong don't know the details of Li Yao. They think that he once received the cultivation of the true Qi lock, and still can accept everything he sees.

But they both know it! Li Yao is a flying star cultivator. How can he bear such pain at his first attempt?

Seeing that Li Yao had adjusted the pressure gauge to more than ten times of the air pressure, Xiong Wuji was a little lost. He looked at Sha Yulan in perplexity and said, "don't you say that the cultivation methods of Feixing practitioners are very gentle, moderate and peaceful? Look at his appearance, but it has nothing to do with the word" moderate and peaceful ". Looking at his expression, he still enjoys it very much!"

Sha Yulan is also silly, muttering: "I don't know, I've never seen such a strange practitioner!"

"Hoo --"

Finally, Li Yao fixed the pressure at 13 times, spitting out a long white air arrow, which was not much more relaxed than the real Qi leaked out at the juncture of the magic weapon!

His limit, and more than that, but the first try, or do not rush.

Li Yao's muscles are bulging all over his body, and his thick veins are like dragons all over his body. His expression is still very indifferent. Except for the occasional twitch in the corner of his eyes, there is no sign that he is in extreme pain!

Li Yao was attentive and meditated silently on the distribution map of capillary meridians that had just been printed into his brain. The spirit looked inside and the spirit silk also extended into his body, precisely guiding the Qi that rushed into his body to rush into bundles of capillary meridians.

Open up channels and collaterals, create a thousand Ren Du two veins!

Wu Ma Yan is stupid.

Now he can bear fourteen or five times of air pressure, but after ten times of air pressure, the pain of thousands of ants corroding his heart will make him feel miserable. Even if he can barely restrain his mind, his expression will be grinning and distorted, and he will never be so calm when he practices and screams.

"Uncle sand scorpion, are you not afraid of pain?" The determined and talented young man couldn't help screaming.

Li Yao didn't pay attention to him. He was concentrating on perceiving tens of thousands of genuine Qi running around in his body. He felt that he was still not satisfied, so he simply went to the training equipment in the corner.

He has his own daily practice plan, but he doesn't need others' advice.

First, he used 800 kg barbell to do two groups of warm-up. Then he ran at full speed for three minutes with high leg lift to completely move his body. Li Yao entered the formal training.

"Whoosh!"

The left arm turned into a gray shadow, just like the iron whip was thrown away, and the sound of breaking the wind suddenly came out. There was a cyclone in front of the fist face, and there were two blasts from the target. The first was the fist bombing, and the second was the fist hitting

"Pa Pa!"

The interval between the two sounds is very short, just like two serial wolf tooth thunder burst out one after another, deafening explosion reverberated in the spacious cultivation room for a long time.

"The true Qi fills the capillaries, and one blow blows out, as if a tide follows the fist. This feeling is really refreshing!"

With a grin, Li Yao recalled the days when he was in the old training hall of Chixiao No.2 Middle School. Under the guidance of sun Biao, he wore a special training vest to "give up" and sweated like rain.

Once extremely painful days, in memory has become particularly clear, like a cup of bitter cold wine, but it can turn into the hottest heat!

One punch, one punch, one punch.

With a weight of more than 2000 Jin on his body, Li Yao began his daily practice.

He enjoyed every blow, every muscle fiber and capillary were torn, and then was madly repaired by the psionic power, making him stronger.

Unconsciously, in front of the steel target, he blew out two punches.

Li Yaoshen took a deep breath and finally stopped. His unprotected face was dripping with blood and sweat.

Looking up at the time, one hour has passed between the agitation of Qi and the flying of psionic power.

Wu Ma Yan kept a gaping expression, watching him practice for an hour, stammered: "sand, sand scorpion uncle, you practice well?"

Cruel man! Absolutely super ruthless!

The longer the time is, the more painful it will be!

Ordinary gas refiners can only bear the expansion for more than half an hour at most, so they have to stop and have a rest for a while. I didn't expect that uncle sand Scorpion was so tolerant that he insisted on it for an hour!

Li Yao shakes his head, shakes his hands for a moment, and signals: "I'm out of breath."

"What

Wu Mayan and Fu Dong were shocked at the same time: "eight advanced real balloons were completely exhausted by you in just one hour?"

……

Li Yao stayed in the training room for five hours. Except for consuming food for half an hour, he devoted all the rest of his time to the highest intensity of training, trampling thousands of pounds of barbells and iron pieces.

He consumed 42 advanced real balloons. In the end, he has increased the real air pressure to 17 times!

Even Fu Dong, the well-informed director of the senior training room, was extremely shocked, not to mention Wu Mayan. What happened in the test field yesterday was completely forgotten, and Li Yao was worshipped as the God of war!

After finishing his cultivation, Li Yao did not go back with Wu Mayan.

Because Fu Dong told him that there were still people waiting for him on the 14th floor underground.

The bear is limitless.

The more you go to the bottom of the earth, the less traces of artificial construction. To the fourteenth floor of the earth, it's like a natural underground cave. The deep corridor leads to all directions. On the rough walls of the cave, there are big iron doors.

"Bang! Bang

Deep underground, it seems that there are countless ferocious beasts, which are pounding against the heavy iron door.

There was also a roar like a wild beast, which penetrated through the gap under the iron door and ran across the deep corridor, making people's eardrum itch.

"This is the most special training room in the hall of supernatural powers. Only those who perform well in the first level of training are qualified to enter here!"

Xiong Wuji's tall figure blocked the corridor tightly and said coldly, "it can even be said that this is the place where the air refiners really practice!"