Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3104: Sun Jianfang was stunned (end of four more)

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Ling Han is constantly punching fists. During this process, there is a trace of energy flowing into his body, surging in the meridians, widening his meridians, pushing out impurities, leaving some kind of mysterious energy.

Hoohoo, Ling Han ’s punching speed is getting faster and faster, and even afterimages can be seen.

"Opening Meridians Realm, although it is determined by how many meridians to open, but cultivation practice is cultivation practice, strength is strength, this cannot be confused."

"The same vein, but the width of the meridians that everyone gets through is different."

"Generally speaking, the power of a pulse is about 500 kg."

"Five hundred pounds of strength, this is already extraordinary, killing a wild wolf by hand is not a problem."

"However, the limit can reach the strength of 800 pounds, but it can be against the tigers!"

Ling Han thought while punching his fist. His ideal was to break through the strength of 800 kilograms. Even if his training speed is slower, as long as his strength is strong, do he still need to care about the realm?

Strength is king, everything else is virtual.

While walking all the way from refining the physical environment to Heavenly Venerable Realm, will Ling Han still care about the virtual realm?

He practiced from morning to noon, and finally stopped.

It ’s not that he is tired, on the contrary, his energy is so good, but the meridians are hurting, making him realize that if they continue to practice, the meridians may be broken.

This is too much.

Haste is not enough, you must have a degree in everything.

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

Then he came to the basement, where a force gauge was placed.

This is a very rough force gauge. It is very large and occupies two-thirds of the area. The feet are fixed to the ground with extremely thick steel screws.

Facing Ling Han is a black iron plate with leather wrapped around it. If you hit it with a punch, it will immediately show its strength.

Skinned, of course, to protect your hands.

Ling Han condenses, and then punches out with a punch.

The energy in the meridians gushes out, bangs, punches hard.

However, there is no slight tremor in the force gauge, only the value is beating, and finally, it stops at a number.

"Two hundred and sixty-four pounds."

"Is that so?"

Ling Han is a little dissatisfied. Although he has put aside his once omnipotent Heavenly Venerable Realm, but after so many days of practice, he actually only has more than two hundred kilograms of strength?

Is it weaker?

"It ’s good to have Warri here. This boxing boxing is just a simplified version. The effect ca n’t be compared with the real boxing method. If the real boxing method can be derived, my entry will definitely be faster."

Ling Han sighed, but the Sifang Boxing is the root of the ancient Taoist sect. Even the elders can only learn the three or five styles. How could he inherit it?

This can be used not only for cultivation, but also for combating the enemy. It is very powerful.

"Try with boxing."

Ling Han runs the Sifang fist, and then punches another punch.

Boom!

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

"Three hundred and five pounds."

"The blessing is not great, but the victory is stable."

"If I do n’t use boxing, if I punch one boxing continuously, the strength value fluctuates between 200 and 260, but after using boxing, I can always keep it at about 300 kg."

Ling Han touched his chin and thought: "How many punches can my current body support me to throw?"

He began to test again. Without punching, he maintained the fastest punching speed, probably hitting a hundred points, and then the speed would slow down. By the time of three hundred punches, he would have basically no strength.

If you then use boxing techniques, you can punch a hundred and fifty punches at a stretch, and then the two arms are as if they are on fire, and they are hot, and they can no longer exert their strength.

"If I are fighting a person, I have to calculate my limits, and do n’t just patronize and get into exhaustion."

Ling Han did n’t practice boxing anymore in the afternoon, he took a good rest, and then the next morning he started to work hard again.

His progress is surprisingly fast. After one day, his punching power has increased to more than two hundred and ninety pounds.

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

"It's just that my physical strength is a bit weak, not enough to support my whole day's practice."

But he did n’t know that if another person used Ju Lingzhen like him, he would definitely not get out of bed the next day.

The speed of recovery like Ling Han is abnormal.

It's just that he hasn't completely used to the identity of the ordinary person now, and unconsciously it will be compared with his previous one. It must be too much.

Day after day, Ling Han's entry into the country is surprisingly fast.

On the tenth day agreed by Sun Jianfang, Ling Han's boxing power has already reached the 500-jin mark.

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

However, Ling Han didn't feel that he had expanded the stomach meridian of Foot Yangming to the extreme, and there was still much room for improvement.

"Master, summon Your Excellency summoned." Xuan Xue came over.

Ling Han nodded. He got up and went out to go to Sun Jianfang.

"How do you feel the meridians?" Sun Jianfang asked. Although the ten-day period is a bit short, with the introduction of the veins and the genius of Ling Han, it should be possible to sense the meridians.

"I feel it!" Ling Han said honestly.

Sun Jianfang smiled and seemed very satisfied. Even with the help of Yinmai Guo, the first meridian was sensed in ten days, which was very extraordinary.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" He pointed to the dynamometer placed in the yard. "Come, try, how much pounds of power do you have now."

Ling Han walked over, condensing fist, the power in the meridian was surging, no need to use any fist, bang, one punch out, the value flickered.

"Five hundred, five hundred and sixty pounds!" Sun Jianfang was shocked and speechless, although this little power was not worth mentioning in front of him, but a person who had been born for more than ten days, just Only the guy who sensed meridians can actually blast out five hundred pounds of power?

Fuck, what kind of monster is this?

This is already a pinnacle.

"Genius! Really a genius!" Sun Jianfang had to sigh with emotion. He looked at Ling Han, his eyes became softer. "You entered the country far beyond the expectations of the old man."

He thinks that Ling Han ’s punching power can reach a maximum of one hundred pounds. After all, he has just started, but now he is a little scared.

Ten days can develop a pulse, then the higher the state, the slower the entry, but after a year or two, this guy should have twelve pulses, right?

Oh, he laughed secretly in his heart to take it for granted. The more the meridians are opened, the more difficult it is to sense new meridians. But how come he does n’t know when he comes over?

Even if you can reach the twelve pulses in five or ten years, this is amazing.

How long did it take to miss him?

Thirty-seven years.