Chapter 52 Draw a knife

Gravity room.

The stone rock is sore and numb, leaning against a gravity column.

His body is strong and strong, with clear muscle lines and protruding edges and corners, as if cast with steel and iron water, full of amazing explosive power.

Under the condition that the food is fully satisfied, Shi Yan has practiced for a month. Not only has he become much stronger, but he has also grown a few centimeters taller.

Suddenly, the door of the gravity room was pushed open.

Shi Jian, Han Feng and Yang Hai appeared at the door together.

Shi Jian's eyes were like electricity. He glanced at Shi Yan from afar, nodded secretly, and said, "It seems that you are not lazy."

"Of course." Shi Yan's face was tired, and he kept his posture still. He said, "I think the physical quenching is almost done. Next, you should be able to choose a martial art to practice."

"Is it really almost the same? What you said doesn't count." Shi Jian strode over, came to him, and said with a straight face, "Hend out a hand."

Shi Yan stretched out his left hand and moved his mind. His left hand was quickly petrified and turned dark brown.

On the surface of his skin, wisps of dark light visible to the naked eye flashed uncertainly. Looking carefully, you will find that the dark light is like a thin light mask like a cicada's wing, covering all his hand.

"Wow!"

Shi Jian exclaimed, his face was bright, and he grinned, "It's a little way, and a layer of black light appeared. It seems that you haven't been lazy for a while. It's good! Very good!"

Yang Hai was overjoyed and looked forward and said, "Godfather, this phenomenon is the ultimate that the realm of position can achieve, right? When Qinger broke through to the triple heaven of the human position, the skin showed this kind of black light after petrification. Isn't it like this?

"Hmm." Shi Jian nodded faintly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, "This boy is really good! In just a month and a half, it's good to be able to promote the potential of the martial soul to this point!"

Although Shi Jian was afraid of Shi Yan's pride, he couldn't help praising him, and his face was a little surprised. "Kid, how on earth did you do it?"

"It's according to your method, keep practicing like this, and the result is like this." Shi Yan spread out his hand and looked indifferent.

"How long do you practice in a day?" Even Han Feng, who has rarely spoken, couldn't help asking.

"About fifteen hours."

"Fteen hours?!"

Han Feng and Shi Jian exclaimed at the same time. They looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Impossible! You must be lying!" Shi Jian shouted coldly and said in a low voice, "After a practice, it will take at least 18 hours for the body to recover if it wants to continue such a high-intensity impact. Coupled with the meal time, you can practice for five hours a day, which is already good! Where did you get 15 hours of practice time?

Han Feng was also full of doubts and shook his head gently. Obviously, he didn't believe it.

"Stinky boy, to be honest, don't be slippery in front of your grandpa." Yang Hai snorted and scolded.

"Who said it would take 18 hours to recover?" Shi Yan looked relaxed and smiled, "Four hours is enough for me."

"Impossible!"

Shi Jian and Han Feng were shocked at the same time.

"This kind of high-intensity impact, the body can never recover so quickly! I have been in charge of the Shi family for so many years, and I have never seen anyone recover so quickly! At that time, Shi Dang's physical condition was extremely outstanding. After such an intense impact in the realm of the human position, it would take 15 hours to recover completely. Shi Jian shook his head repeatedly, snorted coldly again, and said, "You mean, you are four times faster than him?" Do you think this is possible?

"Nothing is impossible." Shi Yan smiled, suddenly stood up, turned to the corner, took out a dagger from the backpack in the corner, came over calmly, and said, "Grandpa, I have always had a doubt in my heart. Now my father is also here. I want to do a test. I hope grandpa will allow it."

"What test?" Shi Jian frowned.

"Han Bo, I want to cut a knife on your arm."

"How presumptuous!" Shi Jian shouted coldly, "Kid, do you still want to go to heaven?"

"It's just a gentle knife." Shi Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I still need to make a knife on my father's arm and another knife on my own arm, so that I can make a comparison."

"Master, Master Yan may have any plans. Let's have a try."

"What the hell do you want to do?" Shi Jian was also puzzled.

"You'll know in a minute." Shi Yan walked to Han Feng calmly and said, "Uncle Han, don't use any Jingyuan. The wound is bleeding, and you can't urge Jingyuan, okay?"

"Hmm."

"Then I'll do it?"

"Hmm."

Shi Yan took a step forward and scratched Han Feng's left arm. The red blood immediately came out of Han Feng's arm.

"Dad, it's your turn." The stone rock went to Yanghai.

"Bad boy, what are you going to do? Dad is not a martial artist. Take it easy!"

"Well, I have a number." Shi Yan came forward, and the dagger flashed like lightning, and it came up Yang Hai's arm in an instant.

Yang Hai screamed and looked at his bleeding arm and shouted, "Stinky boy, you are so cruel! I'm not ready yet."

Under the gaze of Han Feng and Shi Jian, Shi Yan looked calm and casually scratched a knife on his arm, and the red blood also overflowed.

"Bad boy, what on earth do you want to show us? Is there any deep meaning in doing this? I can't see anything." Yang Hai continued to shout.

"Wait, wait a minute." Shi Yan looked solemn, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Han Feng and Shi Jian were full of doubts, and they didn't know what he wanted to do. Their eyes were shining and turned around on him.

Shi Yan smiled and didn't explain. He even covered the bleeding arm with his clothes and didn't show Han Feng and Shi Jian his wounds.

Ten minutes later.

"Wow!"

Han Feng took the lead in finding the abnormality. He looked at Yang Hai's arm and said, "Master, look!"

Shi Jian focused on Shi Yan. Hearing Han Feng's words, he couldn't help looking at Yang Hai's arm.

At this glance, he also saw the strangeness and said, "Haier, how did the blood solidify the wound on your arm and form a blood cocoon?"

"Ah!" Yang Hai exclaimed, and then he noticed his arm and said, "I don't know either."

"My arm, the blood is still flowing..." Han Feng stretched out his hand and motioned Yang Hai to have a good look.

"What's going on?" Yang Hai looked surprised, "You have practiced martial arts for many years, and your physical quality is far better than mine. According to reason, you should stop bleeding earlier? How could it be like this?"

"Look at my arms."

Shi Yan smiled, finally took off the clothes on his arm, showed the arm, and slowly wiped the solidified blood.

I saw the wound on Shiyan's arm. I don't know when it turned out to be as thin as a needle and thread.

The flesh and blood on both sides of his wound seem to be squirming slowly, trying to get close together to heal the wound at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shi Jian and Han Feng were shocked all over, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Stinky boy, what's going on?" Shi Jian was stunned for a long time and suddenly shouted hurriedly.

"This is a martial soul, a martial soul that can heal itself! My father also has it. Unfortunately, he did not practice martial arts and was not seriously injured, so he has not been found. Shi Yan threw a blockbuster indifferently.

Shi Jian's eyes were dazzling, his hands clenched tightly, and he was silent. Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Haha! Martial soul! Self-healing martial soul!"

"I call it the immortal martial soul." Shi Yan explained softly, "I feel that this kind of martial soul can even reborn amputated limbs in the later stage, and the internal organs can be re-condensed. Well, it means that the body will not die."

Han Feng and Shi Jian were stunned. After thinking about it carefully, they immediately realized the horror of this martial soul. Both of them couldn't contain the excitement in their hearts, and their breathing was obviously much faster.

"Stinky boy, by the way, are you a double martial soul?" Yang Hai couldn't help but be happy. After a long time, he realized and couldn't help exclaiming.

"Of course, it's a double martial soul! Is there anything wrong with this? Shi Jian laughed wildly, patted Yang Hai on the shoulder, and directly slapped Yang Hai on the ground. "Haier, I didn't expect you to have a martial soul! Haha, I really didn't expect that if I had known this, I would have scratched you when you were young, haha!"

"I said I could recover in four hours. Do you believe it now?" Shi Yan said with a faint smile.

"Believe it! Totally believe it! Haha!" Shi Jian has never been in such a good mood. Regardless of Yang Hai sitting on the ground, he said directly, "Kid, come with me! I'll take you to the Martial Soul Hall! The secrets of our Shi family's martial arts are all in it. You can choose any martial arts there!"

"Good."

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