Chapter 167 Frog Leaping

Many people looked at Yi Yun and chose two training suits. It was really amazing, but if Yi Yun couldn't even wear them, the joke would be a big one.

Yi Yun put the black training suit on his head, and tucked his arms into his sleeves one by one.

The moment the training uniform is completely put on, the formation is activated!

Yi Yun suddenly felt his body sink. The two hundred and fifty cauldrons, plus the weight of the 50 cauldrons of the flowing silver shirt, were all added to Yi Yun's body.

It was so heavy that the ground seemed to be sunk!

In the streets of Tai'a Shencheng, all the floor tiles are made of special materials, in order to support the training of warriors, otherwise these streets will be destroyed soon.

really put on.

Zhou Kui's eyelids jumped, seeing this scene that he really didn't want to see.

He had to admit that he underestimated this kid before.

However, even if he has the ability, how long can he last?

It was impossible for Yi Yun to not have spent the entire hour in the Desolate Temple just so much.

Zhou Kui gritted his teeth and put on two training clothes.

When he put it on, he suddenly felt that his legs were extremely heavy, and he also felt the thinness and emptiness of the vitality in his body.

He definitely won't be able to last long when he jumps in such a heavy training suit. "It's really not good. When Yi Yun is tired and lying on the ground, I'll take off the red training suit."

Zhou Kui made such a plan, and Yi Yun couldn't stumble a few steps anyway.

"Leapfrog, start!"

The bald man gave an order, and everyone began to jump.

Many people were paying attention to Yi Yun, especially the members of the Xuanwu Army, waiting for Yi Yun to be crushed by two training suits.

"Let's wait and see, two hundred and fifty tripods, I won't crush your knees."

Someone thought maliciously.

In the team of number 100, Yi Yun was at the front. He took a deep breath, squatted down, and took off!

"boom!"

The weight of three hundred tripods.

The ground was shaking slightly.

During the frog leap. Yi Yun could clearly feel the tremors of every muscle in his body.

Three hundred cauldrons were exactly the limit weight Yi Yun could bear. Under such a weight, Yi Yun's muscles even had slight spasms. The joints of his body were also violently colliding with each other.

Yi Yun felt. The training uniform he was wearing was like a heavy hammer, beating his body.

And in the process of beating. The primordial relic energy that he didn't have time to absorb in his body was hammered into Yi Yun's flesh and blood bit by bit. It nourishes Yi Yun's qi and blood, strengthens Yi Yun's muscles, and widens his meridians.

This feeling. It's so comfortable!

"The energy of the ancient relics is really no trivial matter!"

Yi Yun's whole body was scorching hot. There seemed to be a fire burning in the dantian, and waves of immemorial relic energy impacted Yi Yun's bloodline. Let his blood flow speed up, and the joints of the whole body make a crackling sound, like the sound of the firewood burning in the fire breaking!

Time and time again, Yi Yun jumped up and down, he breathed deeply and his steps were extremely steady. He even felt that under the nourishment of the primordial relic energy, his own strength was constantly increasing.

The energy of the ancient relic was quickly absorbed by him when he was in a state of extreme exercise.

Soon, Yi Yun had already danced more than a dozen times. Not only did he not look like he couldn't support it at all, on the contrary, he had a tendency to become more and more comfortable.

This... how did you do it?

The members of the Xuanwu Legion were a little confused, and Zhou Kui was even more dumbfounded.

They are all experts in leapfrog training. From Yi Yun's take-off and landing movements, they knew that Yi Yun was not trying to survive, but that he could really control these two hundred and fifty tripods. weight!

Maybe Yi Yun's strength couldn't support it too far, but according to this trend, at least a few dozen meters ahead, he could finish the jump smoothly.

Zhou Kui's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling his calf twist a little.

As for the other members of the Xuanwu Legion, they swallowed their saliva, all with constipated expressions on their faces.

How is this possible? This kid's endurance is so good? For an hour in the Desolate Temple, still retain so much physical strength?

"Brother Kui, what should I do?" a younger brother of Zhou Kui said worriedly.

"What else can I do? Jump with him, I don't believe that I can't hold on to him." Zhou Kui bit his head and squatted down, and the two hundred and fifty cauldrons of the frog jumped under the load. Who can support Yi Yun for a long time.

"Yes, what Brother Kui said is right, that kid is definitely no match for Brother Kui! Brother Kui can carry a load of four hundred tripods and jump on five or six miles, not to mention two hundred and fifty tripods."

"Brother Kui killed him, brothers support you!"

Zhou Kui's younger brothers are quite confident in Zhou Kui.

Zhou Kui took a deep breath, the blue veins burst out on his forehead, squatted, and took off!

Zhou Kui felt like he was pressing a mountain on his knees.

The place where the load-bearing frog jump is most stressed is the knee. If the strength is not enough, the knee may be injured.

Just like that, Yi Yun was in the front and Zhou Kui was behind. Zhou Kui stared at Yi Yun's back and kept following Yi Yun.

He couldn't see Yi Yun's expression, so he could only rely on Yi Yun's movements to judge whether Yi Yun was approaching the limit.

Many times, having a goal to follow can actually make people stick to it longer.

For example, for a long-distance runner, if the second place follows the first place, the pressure will be much less.

Now Zhou Kui is this plan, he is confident in his own strength. Strength advantage, coupled with psychological advantage, no matter how you look at it, you will not lose.

However……

With the passage of time, Yi Yun has been steadily advancing at a constant speed. During the process of advancing, the bloodline of the immemorial relic was continuously refined by Yi Yun and merged into Yi Yun's flesh and blood.

This kind of pure and incomparable energy, the effect it brings is too heaven-defying.

Yi Yun felt his whole body scorching hot as he jumped. His body was filled with surging energy, as if it would explode if he didn't let it out.

Under the stimulation of this energy, Yi Yun jumped more and more vigorously. He only felt that there was a Howling Tiger in his body. His whole body was full of energy, and he couldn't wait to jump several meters high.

Yi Yun suddenly felt that three hundred cauldrons were not enough!

At the beginning, the three hundred cauldrons were already Yi Yun's limit, but now, the three hundred cauldrons could no longer hold back the immemorial energy in Yi Yun's body.

As soon as he thought about it, the weight of the silver shirt on his body increased by another 30 tripods!

Three hundred and thirty tripods.

Such a weight is equal to the energy of the Taikoo Relic.

Under the limit, he could better force Yi Yun's physical strength, compress his qi and blood, and press the energy of the ancient relics into his own flesh and blood little by little.

This kind of experience of clearly seeing his own strength and cultivation level improve, made Yi Yun immersed in great joy. It felt like watching a tree in spring, pulling out tender shoots little by little.

Slowly, Yi Yun has already adjusted the weight of the Liuyin Shirt to 100 dings, which means that Yi Yun's weight has now reached 350 dings, which is a full 50 dings more than before!

The energy of the ancient relics brought Yi Yun the power of fifty cauldrons.

Although Yi Yun was covered in sweat, his eyes flashed with excitement. His eyes were as bright as lightning in the void.

At this time, Zhou Kui naturally couldn't see Yi Yun's expression or gaze, he could only see Yi Yun's back, Zhou Kui followed Yi Yun with gritted teeth.

"He should... he will die soon..."

Zhou Kui thought like this, and this was also the motivation that supported him to jump.

Now every time he jumps up and falls, it feels like he is on the execution ground.

Originally ten feet, twenty feet, Zhou Kui didn't think there was anything.

Ninety feet, one hundred feet, Zhou Kui's legs were already numb.

Next, two hundred feet, three hundred feet... Zhou Kui's knees were shaking.

So far, it has been four hundred feet!

Four hundred zhang... What does it feel like to spend an hour in the desolate temple, and then carry a weight of two hundred and fifty cauldrons and jump four hundred feet?

Zhou Kui has never been so tired in his life!

However, in front of him, Yi Yun was still jumping up and down.

Zhou Kui is going crazy, how the hell can he keep going?

What's wrong?

Zhou Kui always hoped that the next breath Yi Yun was going to die, but... what he saw was Yi Yun leaping forward, as if he was completely tireless.

Yi Yun's speed has always been unhurried, and even the distance of each jump is astonishingly consistent...

Zhou Kui gasped, sweat dazzled his eyes.

Four hundred feet and then... five hundred feet...

Zhou Kui was already depleted of vitality in his body, and he was dizzy.

"That kid... just... it's going to die, I'm so tired... he must be... also trying to persevere..."

"I just... just stick to it for a while... it's fine, it's fine..."

Zhou Kui comforted himself as if he was hypnotizing himself, but... Opening his sweaty eyes, he took a closer look, but he found in disbelief that Yi Yun's back had drawn further and further away from him.

Even so, Yi Yun jumped again and again, tirelessly, as if he was about to jump to the end of the day.

This... how is this possible...

Zhou Kui really couldn't believe it, let alone now that he insisted on jumping until Yi Yun couldn't jump, it was already forty or fifty feet away from Yi Yun.

And this distance of forty or fifty feet has become a moat that Zhou Kui cannot overcome!

Not as good as Yi Yun in terms of speed, that's fine, he's not good at speed.

But in terms of strength and endurance, he was most proud of it, and this place was not as good as Yi Yun?

The biggest setback a genius can endure is to be crushed by others in his most confident aspect.

The psychological blow made Zhou Kui feel that his brain was hypoxic, top-heavy, and his vision gradually became blurred.

He couldn't hear anything, only his own breathing and heartbeat.

He had been supported by an unwilling willpower that refused to admit defeat, but now the vitality in his body was completely drained. Because of the huge blow to his spirit, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he no longer had the slightest strength.

"Pfft!"

Zhou Kui's body swayed, and he fell to the ground. (To be continued.) Enable new URL