I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 21 Chen Feng VS Xidu
To be precise, even if the internal force is refined, the total amount will not be able to increase as much as before, and he has encountered a bottleneck!
It doesn't seem to be able to grow indefinitely.

"System, what's going on?"

Without getting an answer, Chen Feng could only think for himself.

He thought of a wooden bucket and water. If the internal force is water, the body should be a bucket. Now that the water is full, it will overflow when added.

There are two solutions, enlarge the barrel and compress the water.

Enlarging the body of the barrel should enhance the strength of the body and allow oneself to accommodate more internal force.

Compressed water is to make the inner strength more pure, and the same amount of inner strength contains stronger power. Either polish it by yourself or change to a more advanced technique.

It's best to do it both ways, while quenching the body with internal force, while practicing more profound exercises, such as the Nine Yin Mantra.

With an idea, Chen Feng began to try, he will spread the internal force that cannot be absorbed, and let the muscles and veins all over the body absorb it, it is better than directly dispersing it.

He could feel his body getting stronger a little bit.

But after a few days, the effect is not obvious, it seems that it takes years and months of effort.

"Air luck can increase my aptitude, and it should also have an effect."

Chen Feng muttered, showing hesitation.

Qi Luck is the most precious, it can increase one's own Qi Luck, and can also improve qualifications.

He has never been willing to use it before, but is preparing to use it later, which will have a greater effect.

Now it seems that it is still necessary to use it at this time, and my own qualifications seem to be relatively general.

"There is still a chance to get it in the future. No matter how much it is, digesting the benefits is your own."

Chen Feng made up his mind to use 5 points of qi, and all of them were used to improve his qualifications.

A miraculous change occurred in his body, like reborn, and the whole person's spirit and energy improved a little.

Focusing on the inner vision, the meridians are broadened, the dantian space becomes larger, and the muscles and bones become stronger. This is an all-round change.

The internal strength cultivation base can be improved again, but not much.

It's only a 5% boost after all!
But he saw the direction, and using internal force to temper the flesh should have a similar effect.

At this moment, with 60 years of cultivation, with his own efforts, he will definitely be able to improve.

Even if there are only 60 years, he is sure to compete with the five absolutes at this time.

He is sure that his internal strength is not inferior to that of Wujue, and the current Wujue has only practiced for 60 or [-] years, but his skills are a little weaker, and he is not considered top-notch.

As long as he can get the heart method of the Nine Yin Sutra, he is sure to surpass the five absolutes.

Half a month passed.

Under the bed, Ouyang Ke was dirty, and there was still a little bit of a handsome young man.

He was knocked out by Chen Feng once a day, and when he woke up, he would still be knocked out.

In addition to hunger and thirst, the heart of death is all there.

That damn Chen Feng, he only gave him a little food and a sip of water for a week, and didn't treat him like a human being.

If he could escape, he would definitely not stay in this Central Plains.

The people here are so cruel.

On this day, he vaguely heard his uncle's voice.

Immediately burst into tears.

Outside, the stairs of the inn were smashed by someone's palm. Among the broken trees, Chen Feng and Ouyang Feng stepped back and faced each other solemnly.

Chen Feng frowned. It was only half a month before this old guy came over.

With the palm of his hand, he was at a slight disadvantage. This old poison does have some strength.

His current internal strength is not comparable to the variance, it seems that the accumulation is too little.

Therefore, the inner strength is not as pure as the opponent's.

"Who are you and why are you imprisoning my nephew?"

Ouyang Feng's toad's eyes were round and menacing.

"I want to be imprisoned. If you have the ability, you can save him."

Chen Feng was not afraid of Ouyang Feng at the moment, and didn't bother to explain.

"Okay, the old man sees how capable you are, kill you and then save others."

Ouyang Feng was originally afraid of Chen Feng's ability and was about to reason, but when he heard this, his hair stood up in anger, and he stopped worrying about anything.

He snorted angrily, took a few steps, and pushed out his palms. The palms contained the power of toads, and a strong wind came out, which rolled up the broken wood along the way again, with astonishing power.

Chen Feng saw the ferocious force, and knew that this old guy had real skills, and he didn't dare to be careless. He took a deep breath, and the internal force poured out from his dantian like a tide, flowing through the meridians of his body, and gathered on his hands.

Great Demon Fist!

The same sturdy fist was swung out, with a muffled bang, and the two slammed into each other again.

Click!

The floor was shattered, and the two of them went a sturdy way. In this collision, no one was allowed to, and everything around them was ruined.

The two stepped back again. This time, Chen Feng stepped back half a step. The blood in his body was shaken violently, and he took a deep breath to suppress it.

"What kind of boxing are you doing!" Ouyang Feng stepped on the ground with deep footprints and looked at Chen Feng with a heavy expression.

"Where is so much nonsense, come again!"

Chen Feng enjoyed this sturdy collision very much, and without Ouyang Feng's shot, he took the initiative to meet him, each punch was heavier than each punch, and the power of Da Fu Mo Fist was brought into full play.

There is a saying that boxing is afraid of young and strong. At this time, Chen Feng relied on a burst of blood to fight this boxing method to the fullest. The powerful force brought a gust of wind and rolled up bursts of sand and dust.

The onlookers were stunned. They never imagined that martial arts practitioners could explode with such terrifying power. If they continued to fight like this, the entire inn would be destroyed.

Fortunately, Chen Feng did not lose his mind and jumped out of the inn, so as not to lose money later.

Just as he retreated outside, he heard a croak, and a shadow shot out with a strong wind.

A shift to dodge, Ouyang Feng hit a big tree with a palm, and with a bang, the tree that was hugged by one person was blown up on the spot.

Chen Feng's face changed. If it hits someone, even if he has more than 60 years of deep internal strength, he may not be able to withstand it.

The toad art is indeed a bit evil, no wonder it does not lose the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon in the head-to-head confrontation, and it does have its own uniqueness.

Bang bang bang!
The two fought again, apart from the contest of strength and the comparison of moves, Chen Feng was weaker in this regard, and he was indeed not as strong as Ouyang Feng, who had been immersed in martial arts for decades.

However, he also knows a lot of martial arts, and he can always see tricks and tricks.

In fact, Ouyang Feng, who was facing him, became more and more frightened. Originally, he didn't believe that a young man was comparable to him, but at this time he had to admit that this young man was indeed powerful.

"It's been less than 20 years in the Central Plains, and there are such people."

He sighed in his heart, this person's strength can compete with his own, if he was born 20 years earlier, maybe when Huashan was discussing swords, there would be more than five masters in this world.

"Why is this person's internal strength somewhat similar to Wang Chongyang's? Could it be that he is also a Quanzhen person?"

Ouyang Feng also had doubts in his heart, and was curious about Chen Feng's origin. If this person is really from the Quanzhen Sect, the next time Huashan discusses the sword, he is afraid that it will be another fierce fight.

"I don't know if he will be able to use the Yang Finger, if so..." He was afraid. The last time he was defeated by Wang Chongyang with the Yang Finger, he had to flee back to the Western Regions in embarrassment.

"It seems that I have to use the Spirit Snake Fist that I have devotedly created over the years."

Ouyang Feng's eyes flickered. Seeing that he couldn't take down this kid with ordinary skill, he used his trump card impressively.

Spirit Snake Fist!
(End of this chapter)