Douluo's full-time God of War

Chapter 5 Blood Fusion

He slowly closed his eyes, sometimes it's a good choice to let his mind go blank.

He could clearly feel the throbbing pain from his thigh, which was caused by the muscle being subjected to a certain limit.

Whether three hours is long or short is not very short, it depends on what kind of mentality you use to look at it.

Compared with before, Ling Feng found that he was not so tired this time, so he closed his eyes and let himself enter the state of meditation. In the space of meditation, he saw a tender tree that had just drilled out of the ground. Buds, full of vitality.

He bent down and gently stroked the leaves of the buds.

Unexpectedly, so hard.

Three hours passed quickly.

When he opened his eyes, the time on the timer in front of him had stopped, which meant that he had completed the task this time.

Excited, he suddenly jumped up.

Click.

However, in the next second, he was kneeling on the ground.

Broken leg?
Because his thighs kept one movement for a long time, even if he knelt on the ground with a bang, even if his knees were smashed, he didn't feel any pain.

But he still knew about the crisp sound just now, it was the sound of a bone fracture.

Grass, after a while the paralysis disappears, it must be extremely painful.

After a wry smile.

Ling Feng is ready to face the pain that will follow.

"Brother Feng, why are you kneeling on the ground?"

"Little San, why are you here?"

"I came here to practice, and I will awaken my martial soul in two days."

"Well, my leg is broken, you can cure it."

Tang San frowned slightly, he seemed surprised how Ling Feng knew.

"meeting."

"Then hurry up and help me cure it, so that I can't feel the pain while I'm numb."

Tang San nodded, squatted down and gently rolled up Ling Feng's trousers, then touched Ling Feng's bleeding place.

"The bone in the right leg is misaligned, but it's fine."

Tang San gently lifted Ling Feng's right leg with one hand, and grabbed the ankle with the other hand, twisting and pulling gently.

"what!"

Ling Feng took a breath.

pain!
Suddenly, it spread to the brain nerves, and the meridians on the forehead exploded.

Tang San's strength is too great, but it's no wonder, practicing forging with Tang Hao every day, now his arm strength has caught up with many adults, even many adults are not as good as him.

A few minutes later, Ling Feng stood up in pain, the paralysis had passed, and the pain was self-evident.

But he still has one more task to do.

Throw stones at the sky.

Picking up a stone from the ground, leaning back slightly, he threw the stone out with his strength.

"It's too boring."

At first, he was able to throw a relatively high distance, but after throwing dozens of stones in a row, his arm began to swell.

"Brother Feng, what kind of cultivation are you doing?"

Ling Feng said: "Throw stones at the sky."

Tang San was stunned, Brother Feng's training is really unique, this training method has great benefits, he can practice his arm strength in a relatively short period of time, simply speaking, this training method is also a kind of fighting skills .

The training time for throwing stones into the sky is three to 10 minutes, and Lingfeng must complete [-] throws to complete the task.

If he fails to complete this task, he will be punished.

If one hand is not enough, then use two hands, throw together, raise both arms flat, and throw out together.

Although this task was only three to 10 minutes of training, Ling Feng felt that both hands seemed to have reached their limit after more than 20 minutes. Although he gritted his teeth and continued to throw, he couldn't exert any strength.

The two arms have no strength at all, as if hanging on the shoulders like a piece of old bacon, they are lifeless, but there are wonderful changes between the bones, and the muscles swell even more fiercely.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing today's training task."

Hearing the crisp system prompt, Ling Feng fell down completely.

For him on the first day of training, this was hell-level training.

The whole person is about to collapse.

In fact, this is indeed the case. For a seven-year-old boy, such training is extremely harsh, and the sudden attack of extreme training can easily lead to suffocation, or death from fatigue and collapse.

but……

Just at the moment when the eyes were about to close and relax, a dry and hot force quickly penetrated from Ling Feng's arm and flowed into the eight extraordinary meridians. A burst of fresh air raided the whole body and spread to every part of the body.

It felt like training on the bed, and I got great satisfaction.

He took out a worry-free cigarette from his trouser pocket, lit it and took a puff.

"Wow... Cool, so comfortable."

Ling Feng cried out in enjoyment.

This combination of pain and happiness made him feel that his life had reached its peak.

"Brother Feng, bring me one of your sorrow-relief cigarettes. I see that you all enjoy it after eating this."

After Tang San practiced for a while, seeing Ling Feng so intoxicated, he also wanted to try.

"Give."

Ling Feng took out one and handed it to Tang San, and ignited it for him by the way.

Tang San saw Brother Feng and his father eat this food before, so he already knew what to do.

Just put it in your mouth and breathe in.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but after a while, he savored the smoke carefully, and there was a faint fragrance, which he couldn't describe.

But it does have a refreshing effect.

"It's so cool..."

"Come on!"

"Brother Feng, I didn't expect your stuff to be so cool. Give me a few more, and I want more."

"No more, you think I'm a wholesaler? My production cost is still quite high."

In fact, the tall fart is made of dried blue silver grass and a kind of medicinal herb that can be seen all over the streets in the village. However, Ling Feng also has his own secrets, and sometimes it is necessary to have a proper amount of pretense.

The two lay together, enjoying it silently.

ten minutes later.

Ling Feng opened his eyes, and suddenly bent his legs hard, put his hands on the ground, and his body bounced straight up.

Lying on grass!

This is just the first training session today, so awesome.

"I didn't expect that the body's training and strengthening beyond the limit will form a rebound effect. This is the power of transformation. It is very powerful. Even if I don't have the blessing of Xuantian Kungfu like Xiao San, if I continue with this training method, I will still be able to recover." Strong enough!"

but……

Forget it, I just blame myself for being too lazy and not training.

Ling Feng shook his arm.

He felt that his arms seemed to have grown stronger, and he felt a cold feeling.

If you look closely, his meridians are crystal clear light blue.

How is this going?

"System, what's wrong with me?"

"Ding, this is the gift package for newcomers presented by this system, blood fusion."

Note: Blood fusion is to transform the meridians of the host's body to achieve the effect of transforming the host's physique. Today's training task is to activate this reward.

"Now the host's physique is ten times higher than that of ordinary people. When the awakening of the martial soul is activated, the soul power will also be awakened at the same time."

What the hell!

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