Lord of the Star Ocean

After getting the nameplate of the martial arts test, Nie Feng left Wan'an Martial Arts Hall.

Nie Feng and Wan Shangzhi knew very well that after participating in the martial arts competition, no matter whether Nie Feng was eliminated, won the top ten or even the top three, he would not be able to stay in the martial arts gym again.

In other words, that is the end of fate.

And the new year is coming.

For the people living in Nanyuan City, Chinese New Year is undoubtedly a big event. Although they are all immigrants or descendants of immigrants, they still follow the ancient customs and welcome the arrival of the New Year in various ways.

The streets and alleys in the city became extraordinarily lively. Shops and pavilions along the streets dispatched staff to clean the streets and door faces, and then hung red lanterns under the eaves of the corridors, and pasted auspicious talisman papers on the doors to welcome the new year.

The little daughters-in-law and big girls who rarely go out all ran out. They had to rush to buy new cloth and new clothes for themselves and their families before the year. The business of New Year's goods was particularly good. Many businessmen took the opportunity to sell new goods and made a lot of money.

Hunters no longer ventured out into the wilderness. Regardless of whether they made money this year, Chinese New Year was a time for them to rest and relax. They gathered in twos and threes in the tavern, drinking and chatting, enjoying the rare comfort.

The whole city is shrouded in the unique atmosphere of the New Year.

But all of this has nothing to do with Nie Feng.

It has been three months since he was reborn through time travel, and he has truly integrated into this strange world, has his own home and family, and possesses the strength that he dreamed of in his previous life.

However, Nie Feng didn't relax at all. Instead, he felt an invisible whip whipping him, keeping him vigilant all the time, racing against time to practice martial arts behind closed doors.

call! call! call!

In the small courtyard in the early morning, the turbulent fist wind shook away the mist, and the fist that condensed the tyrannical strength pierced through the air with a breathtaking low howl, drawing a trail of residual shadow marks in the air.

Nie Feng is practicing True Form Tiger Fist.

Nie Feng has already practiced this set of martial arts inherited from the Haoran Sect thousands of years ago thousands of times. He has a deep understanding of the profound meaning of boxing.

This kind of talent made Wan Shangzhi dumbfounded, because it is easy to penetrate the skin and flesh, but difficult to penetrate the bones. It is impossible for ordinary warriors to reach such a level without years or even ten years of immersion.

Nie Feng only used it for three months, and it was only a hair's breadth away from entering the marrow!

In fact, very few warriors would devote themselves to practicing a single boxing technique, because boxing techniques are not as practical and powerful as saber and sword techniques, whether they are used in wild hunting or fighting.

The reason is very simple, flesh and blood is definitely not comparable to metal blades, warriors of the same strength, one with a knife and one with an empty fist, it is clear at a glance who is stronger and who is weaker.

Therefore, unless there is a cheat book that can be cultivated to a higher level, most warriors will use boxing as an entry-level martial art to strengthen their flesh and bones and compete in competitions without putting in too much hard work.

But Nie Feng regards this set of True Form Tiger Fist as a treasure, and is determined to cultivate it to the highest level, and intends to pursue a higher level of boxing.

According to Wan Shangzhi, the True Form Tiger Fist is a basic star martial art. Although it is a high-level martial art, its power is limited.

On top of the True Shape Tiger Fist, there are also the True Meaning Wild Tiger Fist, the True Sage Fury Tiger Fist and the True Beast King Fist, which are respectively ranked in the Yellow Rank, Mysterious Rank and Ground Rank, forming a complete set of boxing inheritance!

It is precisely because of this that Nie Feng devoted himself to practicing the True Form Tiger Fist, and made his boxing foundation to the most solid level. He didn't even find a set of saber techniques to practice, so as not to be distracted.

The True Form Tiger Fist not only fits his attributes, but also the style and style of the boxing are very suitable for his appetite. He does not feel bored when practicing each move over and over again, and maintains a strong toughness.

This is precisely one of the important reasons for Nie Feng's rapid progress.

From morning to afternoon, apart from eating at noon, Nie Feng spent most of today's time on the True Form Tiger Fist, which he has already practiced so well, looking for a first-line promotion opportunity.

In the True Form Tiger Fist, it has been a long time since he reached the peak level of boxing, but he has never been able to grasp the opportunity to break through, as if there is an invisible barrier preventing him from advancing to a new height.

But Nie Feng was not discouraged at all. The experience of two lifetimes had sharpened his perseverance. He sweated profusely and still persevered.

Sweat soaked his clothes, drips splashed on the hard bluestone slab, with the exhaustion of physical strength, the strength in the body was squeezed to the extreme, the muscles, tendons, and bones were all giving out the signal of being overwhelmed, and resisted Nie Feng's will with numbness and itching.

But Nie Feng was indifferent, his will was not shaken, and he continued to practice with a single eye.

Click it!

When he didn't know how many times he swung his fist, the first phalanx of his right thumb suddenly made a crisp sound.

Click! Click! Click!

It was as if a machine that had been banned for thousands of years was activated, and the rusty parts rubbed against each other violently. Starting from the fingers, the bones vibrated and sounded continuously, to the arm bones, shoulder bones, sternum, spine, hip bones, and leg bones...

All of a sudden!

The big tendons in Nie Feng's body trembled with the vibration of the bones, causing the blood in his whole body to boil. A strange itching rose from the soles of his feet, quickly spread to the whole body, and even penetrated deep into the bone marrow!

This feeling is not something ordinary people can bear. It makes people want to take off their clothes and scratch vigorously, but scratching the skin can't relieve the slightest bit of itching.

Nie Feng has never encountered such a situation since he practiced the True Form Tiger Fist, but he didn't panic at all, and he didn't stop practicing, and continued to practice according to the boxing moves.

However, things that were simple before became extremely difficult now. His arms seemed to be filled with heavy lead, and it was very difficult to lift an inch of height under the condition of physical exhaustion.

If Nie Feng's will was not strong enough, I am afraid he would not be able to persist.

Tiger Town Mountain!

When Nie Feng completed the last move of the True Form Tiger Fist, the numbness that raged in his body and penetrated deep into the bone marrow instantly turned into streams of heat and permeated his whole body. From extreme discomfort to extreme comfort, the whole person seemed to be flying away from the ground.

All the tiredness was gone, Nie Feng's dark eyes were full of light.

"Hey!"

He let out a deep drink and punched again, punching the void without sound.

Boom!

After a while, thunder suddenly roared in the small courtyard!

A smile appeared on the corner of Nie Feng's lips, and he slowly withdrew his fist.

The blast of this punch represented that his attainments in the Real Shaped Tiger Fist had broken through the peak of muscle penetration, and he had truly reached the state of punching intent into the marrow!

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