Wu Mayan and Fu Dong stared wide-eyed, held their breath, and watched Li Yao's reaction nervously.
Many tall and strong men in the Mad Bear Tribe cried out for their parents and pissed themselves off just after applying one-fifth of the standard infuriating energy!
Li Yao's face was indifferent, he blinked and looked at them very calmly.
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong looked at each other, then stood on tiptoes to look at the pressure gauge on Li Yao's bracelet.
After hearing the sound of infuriating energy screaming from the seams, they said doubtfully: "Yes, it's one-third."
Double the pressure, what’s going on, Uncle Sand Scorpion, don’t you feel it?”
Li Yao shook his head.
It can't be said that he didn't feel anything.
He felt like ten thousand feathers gently brushing through his meridians.
It was numb and numb, but it was like a dragonfly touching water.
It passed by in a flash and completely dissipated before he could get enough of it.
Fu Dong gritted his teeth and turned the gear again, doubling the standard air pressure!
Li Yao frowned, and this time he finally clearly felt a weak stream of air pouring into his body from his wrists and ankles, flowing back and forth among his limbs and twenty meridians.
However, this power was too weak, and it gave him a feeling of being unable to achieve anything.
Instead, it aroused a hungry desire deep in his blood.
"Still don't feel it?
You, don't you feel any pain?"
Wu Mayan was in a daze, recalling that the first time he applied double the pressure of his true energy, he felt like he was having skin cramps, and the pain was so painful that he almost jumped to the ceiling!
Fu Dong was also a little surprised: "Your breathing and heartbeat are normal, and your eyes are clear.
You must have received Qi Lock training before.
Right?"
Li Yao shook his head expressionlessly, indicating that he had forgotten.
But Wu Mayan's eyes lit up and he cheered: "That must be the case!
Uncle Sand Scorpion must have been a master of a certain tribe before.
He has received the training of Qi Lock, so he can withstand such pain!"
"Does it hurt?"
Li Yao didn't think so at all.
In Ou Yezi's memory, he endured inhuman torture countless times in order to practice ancient weapon refining techniques.
Just the "Thousand Fingers Soft Bones" that trains finger flexibility requires repeatedly breaking the finger bones, completely smashing them, and then using secret medicine to restore them.
Some methods of practice.
You even have to put your hands into the boiling potion to boil it repeatedly until the skin is broken and the flesh is rotten.
After recovery, boil it until it becomes tender.
Repeat this process for more than ten times to produce the most tender skin and meat.
Cultivate your perception to the extreme.
His "Thousands of Temperaments" was honed through repeated sparring with Ding Lingdang.
Ding Lingdang was merciless in his attacks, which often caused him pain in his bones.
In order to practice the perception of his hands and achieve amazing hand speed, he once used purple-ringed sword ants for the most cruel training!
As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the pain of dozens of purple-ringed sword ants chewing on his fingers was to him.
It's just a little bit of a feeling.
He even thought that the pain was not exciting enough, so he deliberately fed the purple-ringed sword ants with highly toxic substances in order to increase the level of pain.
Happy and happy.
The more pain, the faster!
A mere one-fold infuriating pressure, in Li Yao's perception, was nothing more than a slight sting from a grass tip.
It was nothing at all, not so much painful.
It's better to say it's itchy.
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He didn't like this half-painful feeling.
Simply reach out and twist the adjusting gear hard.
The pressure increased to five times in an instant.
"hiss!"
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong gasped in unison.
It was too late to stop them, and their faces showed expressions of extreme shock.
Li Yao groaned and felt his true energy pouring into his meridians like hot magma, finally causing a certain degree of pain!
This kind of pain was something he would feel every time he started to warm up.
The familiar feeling made him raise the corners of his mouth slightly and grin.
Finally got into the zone a little bit.
Li Yao half-squinted his eyes, as if enjoying a sumptuous meal, and continued to adjust the valve, constantly increasing the pressure of infuriating energy, six times, seven times, eight times...
In the observation room next door, Xiong Wuji and Sha Yulan were stunned, almost pressing their faces against the glass window, and were speechless for a long time.
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong didn't know the details of Li Yao, and thought that he had received the training of Zhen Qi Lock and could accept everything he saw.
But the two of them knew everything!
Li Yao is a flying star cultivator.
How could he endure such pain on his first try?
Seeing that Li Yao had adjusted the pressure gauge to more than ten times the air pressure, Xiong Wuji was a little lost and glanced at Sha Yulan in confusion: "Didn't you say that the cultivation methods of Feixing cultivators are very gentle, righteous and peaceful?
"Looking at his appearance, it has nothing to do with the words 'Zhongzhengpinghe'.
Looking at his expression, he seems to be enjoying it very much!"
Sha Yulan was also dumbfounded and murmured: "I don't know, I have never seen such a weird cultivator!"
"call" Li Yao finally fixed the pressure at thirteen times, and spit out a long white Qi arrow, which was not much less relaxed than the Qi leaking from the seams of the magic weapon!
His limits don't stop there, but don't be too hasty when trying it for the first time.
The muscles all over Li Yao's body were bulging, and thick blue veins were spread all over his body like green dragons.
He was showing his teeth and claws, appearing and disappearing.
His expression was still very indifferent.
Except for the occasional twitching at the corner of his eyes, there was no sign that he was in a state of indifference.
In extreme pain!
Li Yao looked attentive, silently meditating on the capillary meridian distribution map that had just been imprinted on his brain.
Looking inwards, the spiritual threads also extended into the body, accurately guiding the infuriating energy rushing into the body to the bundles of capillary meridians.
Open up the meridians and create a thousand Rendu and Du meridians!
Wu Mayan was dumbfounded.
He can now withstand fourteen to five times the air pressure, but after it reaches ten times, the pain of thousands of ants eating away at his heart will make him miserable.
Even if he can barely restrain his mind, his expression will be grinning and his face will be distorted.
He is miserable while practicing.
Yelling, it will definitely not be so peaceful.
"Uncle Sand Scorpion, aren't you afraid of pain?"
This determined young genius couldn't help but scream.
Li Yao ignored him and concentrated on feeling the tens of thousands of zhenqi flowing around his body.
He felt that it was still a bit unsatisfactory, so he simply walked towards the training equipment in the corner.
He has his own daily practice plan, and he doesn't need anyone else's guidance.
First, he casually did two sets of warm-ups using an 800-kilogram barbell, and then ran at full speed with his legs raised for three minutes to fully move his body.
Li Yao entered formal training.
"Whoosh!"
The left arm turned into a gray shadow, like an iron whip being thrown away, and suddenly there was a sound of breaking wind, a cyclone appeared in front of the fist, and two explosions were heard from the boxing target, the first one was the bombing of the fist wind, and the second one was just It’s the sound of a fist hitting!
, "Pop!"
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The distance between the two sounds was extremely short, like two serial wolf fangs exploding one after another.
The deafening explosion echoed in the large training room for a long time.
"Zhenqi fills the capillaries and meridians.
When you punch out, it seems like a tide is flowing out with your fist.
This feeling is really refreshing!"
Li Yao grinned and recalled the days when he "gave up" wearing a special training vest in the old training ground of Chixiao No. 2 Middle School under the guidance of Mr.
Sun Biao, sweating profusely and feeling miserable.
The days that were once extremely painful have become particularly clear in my memory, just like a glass of bitter cold wine, but it can turn into the hottest heat!
One punch, another punch, another punch.
Li Yao wore more than two thousand kilograms of weight on his body, and there was extremely violent zhenqi flowing in his body, so he started his daily practice.
He fully enjoyed the pleasure of tearing every muscle fiber and capillary meridian with each punch, and then repairing it crazily with psychic energy, making him even stronger.
Unknowingly, he punched two three-point punches into the steel boxing target in front of him.
Li Yao took a deep breath and finally stopped.
The unprotected fist surface was dripping with blood, mixed with sweat, dripping around him.
He looked up at the time and saw that an hour had passed while his true energy was surging and his spiritual energy was flying.
Wu Mayan kept his dumbfounded expression, watching him practice for an hour, and stammered: "Sha, Uncle Sand Scorpion, have you finished your practice?"
Cruel person!
Absolutely super cruel!
The true energy expands the meridians.
The longer it lasts, the more painful it will be!
The average Qi practitioner can only withstand the expansion for more than half an hour at most before stopping to rest for a while.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Sand Scorpion could endure it so well and actually persisted for an hour!
Li Yao shook his head, shook his hands, and signaled: "I'm out of breath."
"What!"
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong were shocked at the same time: "Eight high-level real balloons were completely exhausted by you in just one hour?"
… Li Yao stayed in the training room for a full five hours.
Except for spending half an hour frantically consuming food, the rest of the time was devoted to the highest intensity of training, trampling thousands of kilograms of barbells and iron blocks until they made "squeaky" sounds. ring.
He consumed forty-two high-grade True Balloons, and by the end, the True Qi pressure had been increased to seventeen times!
Even Fu Dong, the well-informed senior training room director, was extremely shocked, not to mention Wu Mayan.
Everything that happened on the test field yesterday was completely forgotten and he worshiped Li Yao like the God of War!
After finishing his training, Li Yao did not go back with Wu Mayan.
Because Fu Dong told him that there were still people waiting for him on the fourteenth floor underground.
Xiong Wuji.
The further you go underground, the less traces of artificial construction there are.
When you reach the fourteenth floor underground, it is like a natural underground cave.
Deep tunnels lead in all directions, and there are also inlaid doors on the rough cave walls.
Big iron door.
"Boom!
Boom!"
Deep underground, there seemed to be countless ferocious beasts imprisoned, slamming against the heavy iron door.
There were also roars like wild beasts, seeping out from the gaps under the iron gates, rushing through the deep corridors, making people's eardrums itch.
"This is the most special training room in the Divine Power Hall.
Only those who have performed 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 real place of cultivation for Qi Refiners!"