Chapter 3104 Sun Jianfang Was Stunned

Ling Han kept punching, and in the process, a trace of energy poured into his body, surging in the meridians, widening his meridians, pushing out impurities, leaving behind some kind of mysterious energy.

Huhuhu, Ling Han's punching speed is getting faster and faster, and even, it can be seen that there are afterimages left.

"In the channeling state, although the cultivation base is determined by how many meridians are opened, the cultivation base is the cultivation base, and the strength is the strength. These cannot be confused."

"It's the same meridian, but the width of the meridians opened by each person is different."

"Usually, the strength of a vein is about five hundred pounds."

"Five hundred jins of strength, this is already extraordinary, killing a wild wolf with bare hands is not a problem."

"However, the limit can reach 800 jins of power, which can be defeated by tigers!"

Ling Han thought while punching, his ideal is to break through the power of 800 catties, so even if his cultivation speed is a little slower, as long as the strength is strong enough, do you still need to care about the realm?

Strength is king, everything else is illusory.

All the way from the Body Refinement Realm to the Heavenly Venerate, will Ling Han still care about the vain things like Realm?

He practiced from morning to noon, and finally stopped.

It wasn't that he was tired. On the contrary, his energy and energy were extremely good. However, the meridians were aching, which made him realize that if he continued to practice, the meridians might be broken.

This is too much.

Haste is not enough, everything must have a degree.

Ling Han took a good rest, took a bath, and ate a meal.

Then, he went to the basement, where a dynamometer was placed.

This is a very rough dynamometer, very large, occupying two-thirds of the place here, and the feet are fixed to the ground with extremely thick steel screws.

Facing Ling Han, it was a black iron plate with leather wrapped around it. If it was punched, it would immediately show its strength.

Wrapped in leather, of course, to protect the hands.

Ling Han condensed his anger, and then slammed his fist out.

The energy in the meridians poured out majestic, bang, and punched hard.

However, the dynamometer did not vibrate at all, it just had a value beating, and finally, it stopped at a number.

"Two hundred and sixty-four pounds."

"Just so much?"

Ling Han is a little dissatisfied. Although he has put aside the once omnipotent Heavenly Venerate, after so many days of practice, he actually only has more than 200 pounds of strength?

Weak?

"It would be nice to have Wari. This Sifang Boxing is just a simplified version, and the effect is definitely not comparable to the real boxing. If I can deduce the real boxing, my entry will definitely be much faster."

Ling Han sighed, but Sifang Boxing is the foundation of the ancient Taoist sect, and even those elders can only learn three or five styles, how could he possibly inherit it as much as possible?

This can not only be used for cultivation, but also against the enemy, and it is very powerful.

"Try it with boxing."

Ling Han turned the square fist, and then slammed another punch.

Bang!

The leather fluctuated, made a muffled sound, and the value changed again.

"Three hundred and five pounds."

"The blessing is not very big, but the victory is smooth."

"If I didn't use the boxing technique, if I continuously bombarded with one punch, the strength value would fluctuate between 200 and 260, but after using the boxing technique, I could always keep it at about 300 pounds."

Ling Han touched his chin and thought about it: "Then how many punches can my current body support me?"

He started the test again. If he didn't use the boxing technique, he kept the fastest punching speed, and could probably hit a hundred or so, then the speed would slow down, and when it reached three hundred punches, he basically had no strength.

Then, if I use the boxing technique again, I can punch one hundred and fifty punches in one breath, and then the two arms seem to be on fire.

"If I'm fighting against people, I have to calculate my limits, don't just play well and fall into the predicament of exhaustion."

Ling Han didn't practice boxing since the afternoon, he rested well, and then the next morning,

He started working hard again.

His progress was astonishingly fast. After one day, his boxing power increased to more than two hundred and ninety kilograms.

"The effect of the Spirit Gathering Array is very obvious, and it's more than double the speed of my entry."

"It's just that my physical strength is a bit poor, and it's not enough to support my practice all day."

He didn't know that if another person used the spirit gathering array like him, he would definitely not be able to get out of bed the next day.

Ling Han's recovery speed is abnormal.

It's just that he hasn't fully used to the status of the ordinary person now, and he will be compared with the previous self before he knows it, which must be too much worse.

Day after day, Ling Han's entry was surprisingly fast.

On the tenth day agreed by Sun Jianfang, Ling Han's boxing power had reached the five hundred jin mark.

In theory, he can already be the pinnacle of the first meridian, and he can open up the second meridian.

However, Ling Han did not feel that he had widened the Stomach Meridian of Foot Yangming to the extreme, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

"Master, the Sect Master has summoned him." Huanxue came over.

Ling Han nodded, he got up and went out of the house to Sun Jianfang.

"How is it, have you sensed the meridians?" Sun Jianfang asked. Although ten days is a little short, with the Meridian Fruit and Ling Han's genius, it should be possible to sense the meridians.

"I sensed it!" Ling Han said honestly.

Sun Jianfang smiled and seemed very satisfied. Even with the help of Yinmaiguo, he could sense the first meridian in ten days, which was very extraordinary.

"Good! Good! Good!" He pointed to the dynamometer placed in the yard, "Come on, try, how much strength do you have now."

Ling Han walked over, condensed his fist, the power surged in the meridians, and did not need any boxing techniques, bang, a punch hit, and the value flashed.

"Five hundred, five hundred and six pounds!" Sun Jianfang was so shocked that he was speechless. Although this little power was not worth mentioning in front of him, a person who had only been "born" for more than ten days had just sensed The guy with the meridian can actually blast out five hundred pounds of power?

Come on, what kind of monster is this?

This is already the pinnacle.

"Genius! What a genius!" Sun Jianfang had to sigh with emotion. He looked at Ling Han, his eyes softened, "You have entered the realm far beyond the expectations of this old man."

He thought that Ling Han's boxing power could reach 100 jin at most. After all, he was just starting out, but now he was really scared.

It takes ten days to cultivate into one vein, so even if the higher the realm, the slower the entry, but after a year or two, this guy should have twelve veins, right?

Hehe, he secretly laughed in his heart that he took it for granted. The more meridians are opened up, the more difficult it is to sense new meridians. He is someone who has come here, so how could he not know?

But even if it takes five or ten years to reach the twelve meridians, this is extremely astonishing.

How long did it take to miss him?

Thirty-seven years.

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