After three days and four nights in the magma chamber, when Wang Baole returned to Fabing Peak, all the classmates he met along the way looked at him sideways. His record breakthrough was really astonishing.
Even many teachers from Lower Courtyard Island have really begun to pay attention to Wang Baole. After all, it has been less than a year since the school started. Although Wang Baole's breakthrough speed is not the fastest, it is unparalleled in terms of sensation.
And his deeds came one after another, setting off storms on the spiritual net again and again, so that now, no matter whether they are new or old in the entire lower courtyard island, it can be said that no one knows Wang Baole.
Wang Baole, who was already on his way back, logged into the spirit network and found out what had happened in the past few days when he was losing weight, and felt very emotional.
"I just lost weight, but I actually made such a big fuss... It's really extraordinary, no, I want to become the president of the federation, and I want to keep a low profile." Wang Baole coughed dryly, walked to the cave proudly, and took out After taking a big sip of Bing Ling Shui, I immediately felt refreshed.
"It's not easy to lose weight." Recalling the process of losing weight, Wang Baole sadly took out a pack of snacks and started eating them.
"Be careful in the future. Don't let yourself get fat again. Losing weight is really hard work." Wang Baole kept reminding himself. When he thought of the high temperature in the magma chamber, he took out another pack of snacks with lingering fear. Put it in your mouth.
"I will never get fat again!" With such determination, Wang Baole patted the flesh on his stomach after eating snacks all afternoon, with determination in his eyes, and began to ponder the purity of his spiritual stone.
When he thought of the spiritual stone's crazy absorption of spiritual energy when it was 85% pure, Wang Baole hesitated and found a lot of information on the spiritual website. Only then did he gain some confidence. When refining in the future, he would strengthen the control and would rather go slowly. Some are also trying to maintain the speed of the influx of spiritual energy.
In this way, although the speed of refining the spiritual stone was slower, with his caution, he finally avoided the phenomenon of explosive increase in spiritual stone.
After solving this problem, Wang Baole felt comfortable. He felt that the identity of the leader was really very close to him this time, so he felt excited and began to try to improve his purity.
But the good times didn't last long... A month later, Wang Baole discovered to his dismay that the purity of his spiritual stone was stuck again, unable to break through to 86%.
This was the second time a bottleneck occurred. Wang Baole took out the black mask in frustration, hesitated a little, and finally chose to open the dream. As the picture in front of him blurred, when it became clear, he was still in the ice and snow.
As the cold wind howled by, Wang Baole quickly lowered his head and looked at the blurry black mask in his hand. However, after looking at it for a long time, he found that the words on the mask were still the same as those of the Qingqing Pill that appeared before, without any change.
"Strange... Do you need me to say it?" Wang Baole scratched his head, remembering that the mask had changed last time when he was talking to himself, so he looked at the mask suspiciously and spoke in a low voice.
"Mask, mask, tell me, is there any way I can break through the bottleneck of 85% spiritual stone purity and reach over 90%!"
After Wang Baole finished speaking, he stared at the black mask intently. In just a few breaths, the words on the mask blurred instantly, and the entire mask even flashed a few times, and new words gradually appeared.
"There is indeed someone here!" Wang Baole took a breath, his heart pounding, and looked at the handwriting.
"Taixu Grasping Technique?" There were more words appearing this time. After Wang Baole read them all, he was stunned for a moment, because the answer given by the mask this time was no longer an elixir, but a martial arts-like technique that was taught to Wang Baole. Kung Fu.
There are many kinds of this kind of Kung Fu in Piao Miao Taoist Academy, especially in the War and Martial Arts Department, which has many types. For example, there are many types of grappling techniques, which is not surprising.
This made Wang Baole a little surprised, and he looked at it carefully again.
According to the above statement, the reason for the bottleneck is that the phagocytosis in Wang Baole's body cannot be completely integrated with the body, making it difficult to do whatever he wants. This grappling technique is the best way to accelerate the fusion between the body and the phagocytosis.
Once it is thoroughly cultivated, it will not only increase the suction power of the bite seeds, but also instinctively disperse throughout the body, so that the bites can arise at will. At that time, the 85% bottleneck can be broken through and perfection can be achieved.
"The first move here is to crack your fingers." Wang Baole blinked. He was already smart, and at the same time, there didn't seem to be anything special about the Taixu Grasping Technique. At this moment, he raised his left hand and grabbed it forward. one time.
After practicing a few times, he simply manipulated the dream and transformed the figure of a middle-aged man in front of him. The man's face was blurred and his cultivation level was in the Qi and Blood realm. After appearing at this moment, he immediately pounced on Wang Baole.
Wang Baole glared and also moved forward. With the speed and strength of his current body sealing state, he punched out and immediately forced the sparring figure back. When his body swayed closer, he grabbed the palm of the sparring figure and found the opponent's fingers. Just break it off.
"This is too simple." Wang Baole was muttering when he suddenly noticed a flash of black light on the black mask. At the same time, the entire dream world was distorted for an instant, and there was even a clicking sound spreading in all directions at this moment.
"What's going on!" Wang Baole was startled. When he quickly stepped back and looked around, he found that the cold wind here was even colder, and some animals in the distance seemed to be different.
Before Wang Baole could take a closer look, the sparring figure he had transformed into before suddenly raised his head at this moment. He was still at the Qi and Blood Realm, but seemed to be a different person. There was a faint chill in his eyes and he headed straight towards Wang Baole.
Although he was still the same person, Wang Baole felt very different. He didn't have time to think about it and punched him directly. But this time... the moment his fist was punched, the sparring figure did not dodge, and he didn't know how to do it. , with just one tap on Wang Baole's wrist, Wang Baole immediately felt an indescribable numbness that spread to his entire arm in an instant.
The clenched fist immediately loosened, and even the strength seemed to have disappeared, and the sparring figure grabbed Wang Baolai's finger and broke it upward.
"It hurts, stop, stop, stop!"
The severe pain spread directly across Wang Baole's body like an electric shock in an instant. Cold sweat broke out in his eyes and he couldn't help but scream. His body seemed to have lost all its strength at once, and he staggered along with the opponent's strength.
Following Wang Baole's shout, the sparring figure immediately let go, took a few steps back, and looked at Wang Baole expressionlessly.
Holding his fingers, Wang Baole was panting, looking at the sparring partner with lingering fear, and then at the black mask. He vaguely felt that everything just now was caused by the mask, and he was suddenly unconvinced and resentful.
"What's the big deal about breaking your fingers? I wasn't prepared just now. Come again!" As soon as Wang Baole said this, his sparring partner rushed over. This time Wang Baole was prepared. Instead of punching, he stood up and kicked him directly. After dodging, he seized the opportunity and punched his sparring partner in the temple.
But this time, a strange scene appeared. It was clear that Wang Baole took advantage of the opponent's avoidance to attack, but suddenly a suction force emitted from the sparring figure. This suction force seemed to turn into an invisible big hand. After grabbing Wang Baolai's arm and pulling his body to change direction, the sparring partner turned around and grabbed Wang Baole's finger again, and broke it instantly.
The familiar sharp pain reappeared, and Wang Baole quickly shouted to stop while screaming, but deep down he felt even more unconvinced, and was faintly about to go crazy uncontrollably.
It was so painful to break his fingers. Even Wang Baole, who was often scolded for being shameless, felt that this move was extremely shameless. The feeling of the other party trying to break his fingers because he was too powerful to use them made him go crazy.
"Come again!" After a while, Wang Baole recovered with a pale face. This time he decided not to use his hands and started fighting with his sparring partner again.
Soon, Wang Baole's finger was grabbed by the other party again. His body went limp and his hand was raised high. Before the other party could break it off, he wailed in his heart and felt like crying without tears.
"Oh my God, you are such a bully. I hid my hands the whole time, but you were still able to break them!! Ah... it hurts!!" Wang Baole was about to cry, but the hatred in his heart couldn't stop bursting out. In fact, the other party only had energy and blood, and now he was in the body seal state, but his fingers were grabbed by the other party every time. The severe pain, the aggrievedness, and the helplessness made Wang Baole complicated and aggrieved.
"I don't believe it anymore, come on!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth and rushed forward again...
Time passed, and in the dream, Wang Baole's screams continued, getting more and more miserable, until one day passed, and when Wang Baole left the dream, he was completely exhausted, lying in the cave, looking at himself with a sad face. of ten fingers.
"Oh my God, this finger-cracking is too much, and there is no way to dodge the suction... No, I have to learn this move, this move is amazing!" Wang Baole had long realized that with the flash of the black mask, In fact, the changed sparring partner used the Taixu Grasping Technique on himself.
Otherwise, the suction problem cannot be explained. It is obvious that according to the first move of Taixu Grasping Technique, this suction force is a black hole-like force formed after the bite seeds are dispersed into the body.
After personally experiencing the sharpness of Taixu's grappling technique, Wang Baole was also tempted. He felt that this grappling technique could not only solve the problem of the purity of his spiritual stone, but also equip him with martial arts skills.
This made him firm in his heart. Even if he rested that night, he was constantly analyzing and considering in his mind. After dawn, Wang Baole hurriedly ate some snacks for breakfast and fell into dreamland again.
In this way, day by day, the screams in the dream world not only did not decrease, but became more and more frequent. It turned out that Wang Baole's ability to withstand pain increased and his recovery time also increased, so the number of times his fingers were broken increased.
"it hurts!"
"Oh my god, who invented the grappling technique!!"
"My finger is going to be broken..."
In the end, if Wang Baole hadn't always been mentally strong, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been able to persist. Even so, after a month passed, Wang Baole was going crazy, and even felt the pain of why humans have long fingers.
So he thought of a way. After discussing with the mask, he transformed into a little sparring partner. This little sparring partner was different from the previous big sparring partner, so he became the target of Wang Baole's venting...
Every time his fingers were broken, he would turn around with pain and anger to fight with his young sparring partner and try to break his fingers... With this method, Wang Baole finally persevered.
But another month later, Wang Baole sadly discovered that the little sparring partner who allowed him to vent and practice was too weak and too dull, and could not support the crazy feeling in his body now and could not strengthen it. His role in actual combat, and more importantly, his little sparring partner would not scream, and no matter how his fingers were pinched, he would look at him expressionlessly.
This made Wang Baole unbearable. At the same time, after several months of confrontation with his master sparring partner, he finally gained some insights and experience in the finger-cracking technique. He couldn't help but want to use this experience in his heart. In real people.
So he thought of Fight Club.
(End of chapter)