After lunch.
Ye An did not go to train Feng Qi again, but returned to the Vermillion Bird Stage to continue practicing boxing.
He still needs a few days to completely get started with "Unconscious Power Accumulation".
The skill rune of 3 million tis is even further away.
Feng Qi was still left aside by him, and he decided to practice for two hours every morning.
In response, Ye An complained: "There is so little ti."
Fang Tianlian's scalp tingled.
What kind of person is this?
He has ten tis more ti than others!
But he still complains that there is not enough ti!
With such a person, watching a short video of beautiful won for a while will make you feel that you are wasting your life.
The ultimate roll king!
Won't he be tired?
Will the psychological pressure and physical pressure make him feel tired?
If not at all, it ans that Ye An has another hidden characteristic.
He is a martial arts fanatic!
Only extre enthusiasm can make a person not feel tired under such high-intensity training.
Passion is the best teacher.
Ye An did not practice boxing for power, fa, or strength, but for pure love, so no matter how much training he did, he would not only not feel tired, but also feel happy physically and ntally.
It was inevitable that soone like him would be strong!
One night passed.
Ye An went ho at 10 pm.
He went to bed on ti.
At 7 o'clock the next morning, after getting up and finishing his breakfast, he pulled Fang Tianlian, who was sleeping, to train.
Before Lao Ba opened his eyes, he was brought into the dreamland in a daze.
It took more than two hours to finish the training.
The tired Fang Tianlian was dragged to the cinema to watch Mu Kuang's battle.
It started on ti at 10 o'clock!
Ye An concentrated.
Mu Kuang stood there with a calm face.
The opponent was a chanic, who started with a ground fire bombing. The overwhelming and terrifying firepower subrged the entire battlefield, looking like a bankrupt version of Mu Xiaoye.
The coverage was 30% worse, and the power was 50% worse.
Unexpectedly, Mu Kuang was too lazy to hide!
He just stood there.
This angered the opponent!
The opponent was bombed alive for a full ten minutes with all his strength!
He looked pale and watched the smoke slowly dissipate!
A shocking scene appeared.
Half of Mu Kuang's body was blown up!
But he stood there as if nothing had happened, and the remaining half of his face had no expression and was still indifferent.
He looked like a ghost from a horror movie.
He lost half of his body, but his face was expressionless.
Then, the talent was activated.
The light of the God-Blessed Gold enveloped Mu Kuang.
In just three seconds, his missing half of his body was restored to its original state!
Intact, without even a scar.
The whole audience was stunned.
What kind of ability is this?
The man opposite who looks very indifferent is a nanny! ?
God-Blessed Gold.
This talent has appeared three tis in the history of the human race, but it cannot be found in the talent database. In the eyes of the world, it is an unprecedented power.
But Mu Kuang knows why this talent has not been recorded.
This is why he was captured for human experints.
The healing ability of God's Consecrated Gold is comparable to the holy dicine of the God Realm. The only disadvantage is that the tal released by the user cannot be retained and will disappear after the talent is turned off.
The first two users of God's Consecrated Gold were tortured inhumanely.
So people want to turn the talent controller into an endless gold mine.
If the human race can produce God's Consecrated Gold infinitely, it will definitely beco the richest race in the universe.
So this talent is a curse for Mu Kuang.
From the mont he asured his talent, his fate was almost dood. He should have died on the operating table, but later he was bought back by Boss Jin for unknown reasons.
He is not a person, but just a commodity, a gold mine.
Until now, he is still afraid.
Because he doesn't know when he will be caught by the huge black hands again, tied to the operating table again, cut, dismbered, blood drawn, and even brain drawn.
Facing those big hands, he is as fragile as a dandelion in the wind, and the word resistance is just a joke.
His fate is not in his own hands at all.
Until Ye An appeared.
This person is different.
He is different from everyone he has ever t.
Maybe he is my life-saving straw. As long as I hold him tightly, the lingering nightmare will be broken by his fists!
I have a chance to enjoy true freedom and understand the taste of being alive!
Thinking of this.
Mu Kuang looked at the opponent in front of him calmly.
He is about to use the overwhelming firepower coverage again.
In response, Mu Kuang just raised his right hand gently.
A cold and sharp breath rose above everyone's head.
Those who felt it all looked up at the sky.
The next second, the pupils of everyone, including Ye An, shook.
Because a golden mountain suddenly appeared in the sky!
The sunlight could not penetrate the golden mountain, and the shadow covered the earth.
The next second!
As Mu Kuang gently pressed his palm.
The golden mountain pressed down!
The earth trembled!
Smoke and dust rolled wildly!
People within a radius of thousands of ters thought there was an earthquake.
When people reacted, Mu Kuang had already left.
The opponent was rescued by the referee.
Although he was unhard, he did not dare to disobey and trembled violently with fear.
Because he clearly saw that there were countless sharp barbs on the base of the golden mountain, and these barbs were as easy to penetrate the earth as a piece of paper.
His body would be penetrated by countless golden barbs and crushed to death by the terrifying weight!
The battle was over.
The opponent fought for ten minutes!
Mu Kuang only took five seconds.
Before leaving, he looked up at the cara like Mu Xiaoye.
At this mont, Ye An was sure that they were looking at him.
Very good!
Mu Xiaoye: Desktop cleaning master.
Mu Kuang: Ultimate dad.
Fang Tianlian: Assassin?
Just barely.
He turned to look at Fang Tianlian.
He saw that the other party had a complicated expression at the mont, as if he had lost hope in life.
He thought that even if he lost to Ye An, he would at least be at the level of T1.5 in the contemporary world.
Now he felt that he seed to be falling straight to T2.5.
He took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Ye An."
"Practice!"
Ye An frowned and said, "I'm going to the Suzaku Stage."
"Ah..." Fang Tianlian was a little helpless.
Suddenly Ye An said, "Don't you want to practice unconscious casting?"
"That's too difficult." Fang Tianlian shook his head.
"That's right." Ye An was too lazy to talk nonsense and turned around and left.
Fang Tianlian frowned.
He suddenly thought of it.
If you never take a step, then the distance to the goal will always be far away.
Seeing the other party catch up, Ye An imdiately persuaded him: "I don't an to look down on you."
"The reason why I can practice unconscious power accumulation is because the talent of dream helps hang on to muscle mory."
"You don't have it, so it's ten tis harder for you to practice it than for ."
Hearing this, Fang Tianlian's face froze.
In the end, he stayed where he was and watched Ye An leave on the spaceship.
He had a cheat and it was so difficult to practice.
I don't have it, how can I practice?
Fang Tianlian told himself so.
But after spinning around for a few seconds, he suddenly lowered his head and sighed, took out his shuttle, and went to the Suzaku Steps.
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