"These sandbags are big and clumsy. They can no longer assist my practice at this stage. It seems that I have to go down the mountain and have someone build me a few pairs of 'wrist guards' specifically to increase the weight."
Mu Yang stared at the few sandbags thrown on the ground, recalling in his mind the scene where Sun Wukong was practicing with a huge "weight" tied to the King of Kai. He currently doesn't have such good equipment, so he has to take a step back and use steel instead.
Although technology in this world has just started, and electricity is not even popular in many places, forging iron technology should exist.
A few days later, a set of black equipment with a cold metallic glow appeared in Mu Yang's hands. Together, these metal equipment weighed hundreds of kilograms, which was enough for Mu Yang's current stage of practice.
Putting on these props, Muyang quickly devoted himself to comprehensive practice.
Heng Yue, punching, leaning down, stretching legs... Muyang kept sweating in his courtyard.
Cultivation is a boring thing. If you can't enjoy the hardship and find the fun in it, then this is bound to be a very painful process, but Mu Yang enjoys it because he knows that the so-called strong people They were all forced out. In this Dragon Ball world where strength is respected, without extraordinary perseverance, he would never have a chance to stand out in his life!
And as his practice continues, he can feel his changes every day. His physical strength is constantly improving, and his power is also constantly increasing. Even the tiny wisp of Qi in his body has changed from the original as thin as a gossamer. It grew stronger little by little, and now it can gather in the body and become as thick as chopsticks.
It's not a lot yet, but it's a good start.
Today's practice is still continuing. Unknowingly, that small wisp of earthworm-like Qi began to flow through Mu Yang's body...
The energy started from the heart, bypassed the internal organs, and then rushed toward the brain along a small "channel" that seemed to be invisible.
Everything seemed normal, but at this moment, something unexpected happened.
When the breath traveled to the location of the brain, it suddenly seemed as if it felt the call of some kind of power. It suddenly walked out of the muscles and veins, entered the cerebral cortex, and then settled in the consciousness.
"Oops, something went wrong."
A burning sting came from the depths of his consciousness, and Mu Yang's body shook violently, waking up from his practice.
At this time, the breath was no longer under his control, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" was like the beating of a heart, but this sound definitely did not come from the heart, but came from the depths of his consciousness.
Mu Yang looked horrified, then his complexion began to turn from red to white, and finally turned livid again, as if he was suffocating. He tried his best to control the Qi in his body, but it had no effect. The wisp of Qi attached to his consciousness, taking root like a sapling. The Qi as thin as a gossamer was swimming in the sea of consciousness, gradually breaking free.
boom! ! The violent explosion was like opening up the world.
It seemed that something had been broken through, but it seemed as if nothing had happened. The violent vibrations made Mu Yang's eyes flash with stars, and he almost shattered the sea of consciousness.
When he came back to his senses, Mu Yang shuddered and found that his consciousness actually appeared in a gray-white space.
This is a strange space. The surrounding visibility is very low. You can't see anything ten meters away.
"where is this place?"
Mu Yang stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence. He didn't know why he appeared here. Did he suddenly break the void while practicing? It doesn't make sense... If I pinch my arm hard, it will hurt!
Wait, something seems to be wrong! Mu Yang suddenly thought of something, could it be that what came in now was not his conscious body, but his true body? And this is also a real space
He was busy checking his own body, and finally came to the conclusion that his body had really come in! He can still tell the difference between the conscious body and the real body.
What exactly is going on? As a senior Dragon Ball fan, he knows very well that there is no such setting in the Dragon Ball world!
Muyang decided to find out!
He looked around in this small space. Because the space itself was extremely small, Mu Yang reached the end within a few steps. There was an invisible barrier blocking it five or six meters away. No matter what Mu Yang did, he looked around. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move any further.
"It seems that the size of this space is only ten meters in radius." Mu Yang thought to himself as his palms pressed against the edge of the space wall.
"We must find a way to leave as soon as possible, otherwise we will be trapped here, but how can we leave?" Mu Yang sat on the ground distressed.
This small pocket-sized space is full of gray and white colors, and there is nothing else. It looks empty like a gray-white box. It is very similar to the spiritual time room, but it is not exactly the same as the spiritual time room. Likewise, it's even more dead here, and obviously there won't be any supplies.
This ten-meter-wide space is clearly a cage, and he is locked in it!
Damn it! Most of the protagonists in other novels encounter such situations as a sign of the appearance of "Golden Finger". How come he has changed!
Could it be that there is a BUG in his life
As time passed by, this gray space remained unchanged like the eternal starry sky.
Soon, six or seven hours passed, and Mu Yang still couldn't find a way to leave. But the strange thing is that after such a long time, he didn't feel hungry at all.
It's as if physical exertion is at a complete standstill.
No, to be precise, it wasn't that his body's consumption had stopped. Mu Yang could feel that all his functions were normal.
The reason is that this space is filled with free, vague gases everywhere, and they are constantly replenishing his body's consumption.
It suddenly dawned on me that if you could come and go freely, this would be an excellent place to practice.
"Alas!" Mu Yang sighed deeply, what's the use of thinking so much. After such a long time, he has concluded that this space will not send him away automatically. The grandpa with him, the system and so on, do not exist.
Fortunately, he won't feel hungry here, at least he won't starve to death.
Since there is no danger of life and he can't get out for a while, Mu Yang simply starts practicing here. Maybe as his strength increases, he can break the confinement here and return to the original world!
(End of chapter)