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Putting on shorts quickly, Wang Feng's complexion slowly returned to calm, because he knew that Xingyiquan practice was about to begin.

"Practicing Xingyiquan is about speed. You should run ten laps around the edges before talking." Sure enough, at this time, Gui Jianshou spoke, not teaching him to practice Xingyi Quan, but letting him run.

"Isn't it practicing martial arts? How is running?" Wang Feng said the doubt in his heart.

"Don't talk nonsense, at this point in time you are talking, you have already run halfway, take your fastest speed, can not meet the requirements in my heart, I will never teach you Xingyiquan." Ghost Seeing sadness, she was very unfeeling.

"Okay." After gritting his teeth, Wang Feng didn't say more, because he knew that Gui Jianshou must have his reason to say so, but he was just running ten laps, and he was completely able to persist.

After practicing, he not only improved his strength, but also his endurance. I don’t know how many times his stamina was increased. The top floors of this building are circled together, roughly a hundred meters, and ten circles are only 1,000 meters. Come to him. Say, there is no challenge at all.

After running ten laps quickly, Wang Feng's heartbeat didn't accelerate much, and he was comfortable.

"The speed is too slow, let me continue running ten laps." Seeing Wang Feng who stopped, Gui Jianshou gave a cold voice.

"Yes." Wang Feng nodded, and then ran at extreme speed again.

He is fast, even faster than the most famous sprint champion in the world.

Only after he ran ten laps again, he got the same sentence again.

"The speed is not enough, ten more laps."

"Too slow, keep running."

"Did you not eat? Run twenty laps for me."

"carry on!"

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On the huge top floor, only the indifferent voice of Gui Jianshou reverberated, and within half an hour, Wang Feng had already ran around the edge for at least a hundred times.

Although his physical strength is very strong, he can't help but torture like this. Now he feels that his legs have almost become subconscious movements, and his heartbeat has accelerated a lot.

After running another ten laps, Wang Feng shook his feet in front of the sorrowful ghost and said with a bitter expression: "Master, are you qualified this time?"

"What do you mean?" A smile appeared on Gui Jian's sad face, but the smile was a bit cold, and said, "Run me fifty laps."

"Huh?" Hearing his words, Wang Feng wondered if there was a problem with his ears. He ran for more than a hundred laps, and he came back fifty laps. Is this really a cow?

If this is really a cow, it must be exhausted too, right?

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to run, let's practice Xingyiquan slowly." Gui Jianshou said, and moved away.

"Okay, I'll run!" After gritting his teeth, Wang Feng started running again. Since he can hold on for a hundred laps, he can withstand fifty laps.

"The master's requirements for the younger brother are too strict." At the entrance of the roof, He Tian also saw the situation here and couldn't help shook his head.

At the beginning, he was also a Xingyiquan under the guidance of Gui Jianshou, but compared with the current Wang Feng, he is actually a lot lucky. Wang Feng’s current running speed is much faster than he used to be, so he If you practice Xingyiquan, there shouldn't be much problem, but Gui Jianshou seems to be trying to force Wang Feng to run.

It's said that Yan's teacher had a high-level apprentice, so even though He Tian sympathized with Wang Feng, he didn't walk in, because he didn't have anything to do here, so he didn't dare to bother.

Called two savvy guards at the door, he went to his own business. It was Wang Feng's task to protect Bei Yunxue. How could he also complete his task during this period of time? Otherwise, Wang Feng shouldn't blame him for leaving the customs.

Circle after circle, Wang Feng only felt that his legs were trembling, and his heart seemed to be jumping out of his chest. He even felt very difficult to breathe now.

After running more than a hundred laps in less than an hour, he almost couldn't hold on.

Breathing the air with big mouthfuls, Wang Feng couldn't help but slow down. His complexion became abnormally pale because of running fast and insufficient blood supply, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.

"If you want to be strong, just keep running. If you want to protect the people around you, keep running. If you fall, don't think I will teach you Xingyiquan." At this time, the ghost of sadness sounded, specially To stimulate Wang Feng.

It is Wang Feng's wish to be strong, and it is Wang Feng's wish to protect the people around him. Thinking of Sister Xue and others, Wang Feng only felt that his legs seemed to have strength, and he ran quickly.

Yes, I definitely can't fall down. Sister Xue needs to protect herself, so she can't fall down!

If the ghost is sad, it really stimulated Wang Feng, so at this moment Wang Feng seemed to be mad, like a mad buffalo, galloping up, faster than when he first ran.

It was like a blast of dark wind blowing again. At this moment, Wang Feng's speed was reaching the extreme, leaving only a trail of afterimages.

He didn't know where the power came from on his legs. The more he ran, the more he felt the strength, as if there was an inexhaustible power. He didn't even know when he finished fifty laps and continued to run wildly.

In the center of the venue, the ghost looked at Wang Feng who was crazy, and couldn't help but smile with relief.

After running for about twenty minutes, Wang Feng couldn't remember how many laps he ran. In short, he had to stop when he felt that he really couldn't hold on.

At this moment, his legs were numb, as if they were about to be broken, and his heart had reached a fast beating that ordinary people could not achieve, that is, he had the ability to cultivate external strength, and his blood vessels were much harder than normal people.

If not, his heart would have to explode at this moment.

When he came to Gui Jianshou, Wang Feng had difficulty even speaking. If Gui Jianshou was not supporting him, he would have to fall to the ground.

"Master... Fu, are you... qualified this time?" Although it was very difficult to speak, Wang Feng still gritted his teeth and said such a sentence.

"Although it is still very slow, but you are barely qualified." Gui Jianshou said, his voice calmed down again.

Hearing what he said, Wang Feng smiled bitterly, but he didn't know what to say. This was the limit his body could tolerate, and he was still not satisfied.

"Let's rest first." Putting Wang Feng on the ground, Gui Jianshou took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, and then smeared it on Wang Feng's legs, and evenly wiped it all over.

Wang Feng didn't know what the potion was, but when the potion was applied to his leg, it made him feel a lot, and it seemed that even the soreness was relieved a lot.

"Don't move yet, I'll give you a massage." Gui Jianshou said, and then he squatted and gently pressed his legs up for Wang Feng.

These legs have been running for so long, and the muscles are completely sore. If this is not dealt with in time, there may be some sequelae left, so how can ghosts allow such things to happen.

The massage took about five minutes.

"Okay, there is no need to train today. You should rest first, and we will continue today." Abandoning such a sentence, the ghost did not bother Wang Feng, and went straight down the roof.

After he left, Wang Feng didn't go anywhere. Instead, he just lay here. He didn't want to go. It was because he couldn't lift his legs with any strength and was sore, so in the end he simply didn't leave. , Lay here all night.

The next day, he was awakened by the dazzling sunlight. He actually lay here in a daze for one night and touched his body. It was all dew and his pants were wet.

Fortunately, his physique is strong, and there is no discomfort. After moving his legs, Wang Feng found that he no longer felt sore.

Stand up and jump, full of strength.

Surprised in his heart, Wang Feng also thought that he was able to stand up today. It should be because the potion yesterday had something to do with the ghost massage.

Gui Jian Sorrow is a living Hua Tuo, and his medical skills are extraordinary and holy. The places where he massages are definitely key acupuncture points, not chaos.

At this time, Wang Feng suddenly heard the sound of footsteps, and when he looked at the exit on the roof, the ghost had already come.

Holding a piece of pitch black as a dead tree in his hand, he placed it in front of Wang Feng, and he said, "Eat, this is your breakfast."

After taking over this treasure of heaven, material and earth, Wang Feng didn't dislike it, and put it directly into his mouth to chew it up, because he had eaten this thing many times, and it contained a lot of spiritual power, which was better than any breakfast.

From yesterday to now, he hasn't eaten anything, but he is really hungry, so Wang Feng still feels very delicious eating the dead wood sticks.

The hungry people eat everything fragrant, and the truth is true.

"Okay, continue running today and get me moving." Suddenly, the ghost said anxiously, making Wang Feng stunned and asked: "Master, didn't you say that you were qualified yesterday? Why did you still run?"

"If I say I'm qualified, I won't run? Don't talk nonsense and run for me." Gui Jianxian said, his voice increased a lot.

"Yes." Although some despised masters said nothing, Wang Feng started to move. UU Reading www.uukａnshu.com

This time, his speed was much faster than yesterday, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

After a hundred laps, he felt that his heartbeat was very stable, and it did not accelerate. What's the matter?

"Keep running." The indifferent voice of Gui Jianshou sounded, and Wang Feng had to run again.

This time, it was another full 100 laps before Wang Feng felt a little strenuous.

Of course, this is just a bit difficult. He can continue to persevere. Yesterday he ran one hundred and fifty laps and he couldn't do it anymore. Now he can still run after two hundred laps. He has made a lot of progress.

After almost four hundred laps, Wang Feng felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, and panted loudly.

"Okay, you can rest." At this moment, Gui Jianshou said, causing Wang Feng to stop.

Still the same as yesterday, Gui Jianshou applied potion to Wang Feng's legs and massaged it before he was ready to stand and leave.

But just before he was about to leave, Wang Feng stopped him and asked, "Master, I couldn't hold on for so long yesterday. Why is there such a big improvement today?"

"Yesterday you broke through your own limit, so you have made such a big improvement. Come here first. This is about relaxation. If it goes on for a long time, your legs will be scrapped. So take a break today." After saying this, he turned and left, which made Wang Feng ponder for a while.

Breaking through the limit, you have improved so much, more than half of it, if this is breaking the limit every day, wouldn't your speed be against the sky?

After resting for a while, Wang Feng felt a little better, and only then entered under the roof and found a place to practice.

Because he wants to practice Xingyiquan, he can't leave here now. Even the phone call has been confiscated by Gui Jianshou, and he can only practice.