Fang Mushan stared intently at the muscular, muscular figure before him, a trace of envy on his face.
For someone to achieve such a transformation in such a short period of time after ascending to a higher realm, it was impossible for him to possess True Blood.
"To think someone with True Blood could be a servant of the Jiang family is truly ridiculous,"
Fang Mushan slowly sat down, watching Xu Yunfan, who was admiring his physique.
Xu Yunfan said, "Is it possible that my exceptional talent is responsible for such rapid cultivation?"
Li Haomiao scoffed in the corner.
"If you didn't have True Blood, you'd probably have been slaughtered in the cave by Jiang Yu and his gang."
Xu Yunfan's mouth twitched. He wasn't entirely sure how True Blood could lead to such a significant improvement in martial arts practice. While it provided him with a layer of systematic protection, it also piqued his curiosity.
If he could achieve mastery in a month with just a strand of True Blood, what would the speed of cultivation be with those possessing nearly pure True Blood?
"True Blood, is it really that strong? Can a martial art be practiced to perfection in such a short time?"
His face was extremely complicated. Yu Jingdu said that he was gifted and strong, but compared with the True Blood, it was as different as heaven and earth.
A martial artist with ordinary talent, if he wants to practice an external martial art to perfection, it will take at least ten to twenty years of hard work to practice a martial art that is not too complicated to perfection.
Even if Xu Yunfan is about to enter the realm of external training, tempering the body is not a matter of a day or a night. Even if the external training is perfect, it can make his body undergo a qualitative transformation, but it also takes time to develop.
Unlike Xu Yunfan, who was relatively thin when he went down the cave, but had become a burly man of over 1.8 meters when he came out. Looking
at his muscular body, he didn't look like he had suffered in Ningguta.
Li Haomiao saw it and shook his head, saying, "True blood is unreasonable. Fortunately, he only has a trace of it. If it were pure blood, it might take a month... to recover its energy."
Fang Mushan asked, "How did you know?"
Li Haomiao glanced at him and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he seemed to remember something and said, "My last name is Li."
Fang Mushan didn't care at first, but his expression froze. Just as he was about to ask, a crisp sound of a branch breaking suddenly came from outside the cave.
Snap!
Fang Mushan stood up suddenly, his expression solemn.
"The warning has been triggered."
Xu Yunfan raised his eyebrows and slowly stood up straight.
Animals don't step on branches easily. Anyone who makes such a noise is most likely a human.
The arrangement of warning devices in hunting techniques is extremely sophisticated.
"Damn it!"
Lord Xu looked at the broken branch beneath his feet, his face darkening as he spat bitterly.
He hadn't expected the other party to set such a clever trap.
He turned to look at Yang Gan beside him, his gaze slightly irritated.
"Lord Yang, do you still need to investigate this hole?"
Yang Gan snorted, and just as he was about to speak, his pupils trembled slightly.
In an instant, a thick, massive hand suddenly burst out of the earth and, like an iron clamp, firmly grasped Lord Xu's ankle.
Beneath the hole, Xu Yunfan met the astonished gazes of Fang Mushan and Li Haomiao, a faint look of embarrassment on his face.
"I deliberately made it thinner, thinking that if prey stepped on it and was heavy enough, it might fall straight down, giving us a meal."
Anyone who could step into such a trap without noticing must be quite weak.
As he spoke, Xu Yunfan lowered his hips, his bare toes buckling downward, his heels sinking into the mud.
A surge of immense power surged from the earth, like a surging wave, surging through his thighs, waist, and abdomen, all the way to his arms.
The muscles of his outstretched arms bulged, veins jutting out like tiny snakes.
His skin, surging with energy and blood, even took on a faint coppery sheen.
Bang!
Lord Xu barely had time to lower his head when he felt a gaping hole beneath his feet. He was pulled apart by an irresistible force, leaving him no time to react.
With a thud,
Lord Xu fell heavily into the hole, his chest tightening, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He stared wide-eyed, fighting the excruciating pain as he tried to draw the sword from his waist. At the same moment, his right leg shot up like lightning, striking Xu Yunfan's waist at a razor-sharp angle, attempting to force him back.
If Xu Yunfan retreated, the bearded Lord Xu would surely seize the opportunity and escape his predicament.
Should he reach out and grab the opponent's attacking leg, or step forward and block with a bent knee?
Xu Yunfan's mind raced, concluding that neither method was feasible. If he accepted the attack, he would surely give the opponent an opportunity to counterattack.
Lord Xu's ability to adapt was truly ruthless!
Xu Yunfan was certain that he could withstand it.
The Bronze Body Technique combines the benefits of physical training with the advantages of horizontal training.
He ignored it, allowing the opponent's right leg to strike hard at his waist and ribs.
Clang!
A dull sound, like the collision of copper and iron, suddenly echoed.
Lord Xu's face turned pale, his shin bone ached, and he blurted out.
"Horizontal training?!"
Before he could finish his words, a massive hand loomed like a dark cloud, covering his face and completely obscuring his vision.
Xu Yunfan exerted immense force with his five fingers, the muscles in his forearms bulging, veins bulging as if threatening to burst through the skin.
Crack!
As Li Haomiao and Fang Mushan stared in stunned astonishment, Xu Yunfan forcefully crushed Lord Xu's head into a ball, silence.
Standing upright, Xu Yun peered through the hole he had carved into his body, meeting Yang Gan, who stood above him at the edge.
He could clearly see the disbelief and shock in Yang Gan's eyes.
He knew this boy, who had stood silently in the corner of the mine that day, now stood tall and proud, dragging the accomplished Captain Xu Yun into the cavern and killing him with lightning speed.
"Horizontal training kung fu?"
Yang Gan said coldly. He really didn't expect that the person whom he regarded as a minion would actually stand in front of him with a highly skilled horizontal training kung fu.
After Xu Yun's death, the remaining twenty or so soldiers were instantly enraged, drawing their weapons and charging forward.
By this time, Fang Mushan had already jumped out of the cave and charged into the battle formation alone.
He was extremely fast, snaking his body close to the enemy and with a single arm raised, a soldier was thrown high into the air.
His strength was truly terrifying, and with a flick of his arms, he could easily bring down a fierce horse.
The soldiers who had been distracted and rushed forward were actually vulnerable in front of Fang Mushan.
Fang Mushan moved swiftly, approaching and snatching the spear from a soldier's hand as if he were taking something out of a bag.
In an instant, his aura suddenly changed, like a dormant beast finally baring its fangs, revealing its sharp edge.
(End of this chapter)