Cultivating Martial Arts Is Too Hard, I Choose to Defeat Others

Kill enemies, explode their power, and gain infinite power!

Wei Fan transmigrates to a world filled with demons and evil spirits. Fortunately, he can kill enemies and absorb their power.

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349. Chapter 348: Renewing Bones and Blood, 3,000 Years of Life

Chapter 348: Change of bones and blood, three thousand years of life

Wei Fan's whole body was submerged in lightning, which looked dazzling, but in fact, under the lightning, his face was full of pain and he was enduring unimaginable pain.

The Martial Honor Realm focuses on cultivating the golden body. When he was in this realm, he practiced the Purple Black Tortoise Classic.

Although the Purple Black Tortoise Classic is the top martial art in the wilderness, it may not even be considered second or third rate in the five major domains, so the golden body he tempered must have many flaws.

Even if he had changed to practice the Three Emperors Sutra now, some things could not be made up for. After all, the Three Emperors Sutra was not a martial art that focused on cultivating the physical body, and it was certainly not a pure martial art in terms of body training.

What's more, the level of the Nine Nine True Skill is much more mysterious than the Three Emperors Sutra that he had comprehended.

It took Wei Fan a thousand years to master the movements in pictures thirty-seven to forty-fifth. At this time, he had to stop and increase his skills.

Although it was refreshing to have his strength increase so quickly, the process was also extremely painful. Being tempered from the inside out by the golden lightning was a kind of pain that only he could understand.

If he continued, he was afraid his mind might collapse.

In the process of tempering, not only the body will be tempered, but also the potential and will will be stimulated and increased. There is plenty of time and no need to take risks.

The lightning disappeared and everything became quiet.

At this moment, Wei Fan's body was glowing, like the flowing rays of light from Wei Bao, becoming crystal clear, and one could even see the blood flowing through the skin, and vaguely see the internal organs and bones.

The light gradually disappeared, and his body returned to normal. He did not become stronger, and even looked a little thinner, but he gave people a more energetic feeling and became more energetic than before.

There was a thin layer of black ash around him. These were things that were tempered from his body and were burned to ashes by lightning.

Wei Fan didn't do anything else. He just lay down on the wooden bed and took a nap.

When he woke up again, it was already bright and the sun was high in the sky. He felt so energetic that he could kill a dragon with a single punch.

His strength is no longer just in his willpower and martial arts essence, but also in his physical body.

Only when the physical body becomes strong will such an illusion occur.

Martial artists who practice physical training are warlike and are called warriors for this reason. Their powerful bodies activate their warlike genes, and when encountering problems, they like to use their fists to solve problems. This is the only way to vent their abundant energy.

Wei Fan walked out of the hut and stretched. With a slight effort, his body suddenly swelled and his muscles held up his clothes like hills.

Facing the lake breeze, his hair fluttered, emitting a shiny black luster.

"Are you still in seclusion? It seems you have gained some insights!"

Fenghua and Zhihua's huts were still closed, and neither of them showed up. It was obvious that Zhihua had not succeeded in breaking through to the eighth level of Martial King.

In fact, it would take most people several days to achieve a breakthrough. They had to absorb the energy of spirit crystals and consolidate their realm after the breakthrough.

After walking out of the formation, the three huts disappeared and Wei Fan appeared by the lake. He jumped into the lake to take a bath and caught a few fish and brought them ashore.

After a while, the fragrant smell of meat came from the front of the hut.

"You didn't invite me to eat grilled fish!"

Fenghua walked out of the hut and sat down casually next to Wei Fan.

She didn't have a breakthrough, so she could come out at any time. As for Zhihua's hut, there was no movement at the moment.

Her origins are mysterious and she has always kept her identity hidden. Wei Fan speculated that the trouble she caused from Zhilan Sect and Tian Qiuping of Huoyun Cave was probably related to Fenghua.

He did not ask Fenghua about her thoughts. After all, he also had a lot of secrets. As a friend, he would naturally tell her what he could.

Wei Fan handed the wine in his hand to Feng Hua: "I thought you were in deep retreat!"

Fenghua stretched out her slender hand to take it and took a big gulp.

Her face was exquisite and flawless, and she possessed the beauty of heaven and earth. Among all the women Wei Fan had ever seen, only Long Xueyi could compare with her.

Such a woman should be quiet or dignified, but she is not.

When she is quiet, Fenghua is indeed somewhat dignified, but when she moves, it is different, with an extraordinary heroism.

After taking a big gulp of wine, she grabbed a grilled fish with her bare hands and started to eat it, not caring about her image as a woman at all.

She never cares about her image, otherwise she wouldn't always beat her enemies violently.

"It seems you have gained a lot!" After taking another sip of wine, she couldn't help but speak.

To someone like her who is very familiar with Wei Fan, Wei Fan has changed a lot, both physically and mentally. She can feel the terrible power hidden in Wei Fan's body with every move he makes.

Wei Fan nodded: "The harvest is indeed not small. I have walked the old path again, and now I am walking the road that was broken before."

The two chatted for a while and then returned to their huts. Wei Fan opened the panel and continued to add the Nine Nine True Skills.

The forty-sixth picture corresponds to the realm of King of Martial Arts. Compared with the previous ones, the energy consumed here increases dramatically, unlike the previous ones that can be broken through all at once.

[Five thousand five hundred years, you have cultivated the Nine-Nine True Skill to the forty-sixth level...]

The changes in the Martial King realm are more than ten times more drastic than the changes in the previous Martial Lord realm.

The sound of the great way resounded, and wonderful sounds appeared one after another, resonating with his physical body and soul. The terrible lightning had already submerged his body.

Puff puff puff…

Wei Fan felt that this was no longer a tempering, but an explosion. The electric light as thick as his arms entangled his entire body and exploded one after another, making his entire body red and emitting green smoke.

Some places remained intact in the explosion, but some weak places were blown apart, leaving cracks and even bloody holes, and entire pieces of flesh were burned by the terrifying high temperature.

"What kind of fierce people are those who practice ancient martial arts? This is simply self-torture!"

Wei Fan bared his teeth, and his whole body was in tatters in an instant, as if it was about to fall apart.

This was not just happening outside the body, every part of the body was exploding, including the internal organs and bones. Many bones were missing in an instant, like a corn cob that had been gnawed and was covered with cracks.

The situation was even more serious in fragile parts such as the internal organs, which were almost blown into a paste. Many things were burned and the most refined.

At the same time, his whole body became thinner, because in an instant, almost two-thirds of his blood evaporated, leaving only the real blood essence.

Wei Fan was not surprised but happy.

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Because this means that there are many places where his body has not been tempered enough, and the Jiujiu Zhengong has found out all these problems.

"This is a replacement of flesh, bones, and blood. It completely changes the body and makes it a new one. Nine-Nine True Skills, every turn is a transformation."

After the violent thunder and lightning, there was endless vitality. The mark of the Nine-Nine True Skill shone, and a huge amount of vitality poured into every corner of his body, rebuilding his bones, flesh, and blood, replacing his physical body.

Once, twice, until the lightning exploded, and there was no more damage to his body.

Wonderful sounds rang out, and the strength of the physical body finally began to feed back to the soul. The golden soul began to condense and shine brightly, as if absorbing nutrients.

All along, it was his soul that strengthened his body, but at this moment, his body was once again feeding back to his soul. He had the illusion that he was rising step by step and his vision was becoming wider and wider.

Wei Fan finally stopped.

[After 710,000 years, you have cultivated the Nine-Nine True Skills to the 52nd level, and have been reborn. Your potential has increased dramatically, your essence has skyrocketed, your body is comparable to the top martial arts weapons, and your lifespan has reached 3,000 years]

【Nine Nine True Skills (Fifty-two pictures)】

[Ordinary skill: 680,000 years]

[King Wu’s power: 1100 years]

"From now on, I'll use the power of the King of Martial Arts to practice!"

The first few dozen paintings only took more than a thousand years, but the 46th to 52nd paintings required 700,000 years of ordinary skills, because the contents of these paintings were already at the level of Martial King, and ordinary skills were simply not enough to use them.

He had originally saved up these ordinary skills to transform the Human Emperor Bell, but now he had used up more than half of them.

However, his attention soon shifted away from this and was attracted by the condition of his body. His body, after being reborn, was glowing and delicate like jade, and every muscle line was perfect and impeccable.

The ashes piled around his body were thicker than last time, and even took the shape of a hill. He had no idea how much flesh and bone had been burned during the process of replacing flesh and bones.

"The me now can easily defeat my old self. If I were to kill him, it would probably take less than ten moves!"

It seems that the improvement is not big, but it is actually outrageous. You should know that before, he practiced the Three Emperors Sutra and was the best at the same level. Ordinary saints were not as good as him. A five-colored demon bull king like the Bull King could be killed with just a few punches at the same level.

At the Martial King level, his combat power could almost be said to have reached its peak. There might be people at the same level who could rival him, but there were definitely few who could crush him.

His current strength can be said to have reached the pinnacle. After all, the power of the Martial King realm has an upper limit and cannot be increased infinitely. Looking at the many geniuses in the five major domains, he dares to guarantee that at most there are people who can match him, and it is impossible for someone stronger than him to appear.

Of course, these refer to strength. In a real fight, martial arts, combat awareness, etc. are also very important. The outcome of a battle is not determined solely by strength, unless one's strength is much stronger than that of the opponent.

Wei Fan stood up from the ground in one step, but he was unable to control this new power. A terrifying aura emanated from his body, shattering the formation and overturning the thatched hut.

He hurried to control his strength.

"What happened?"

Zhihua and Fenghua looked over at the same time, thinking that there was something wrong with Wei Fan's practice.

Although Wei Fan restrained his aura instantly, his terrifying aura still swept over the two of them. Zhihua's face turned pale and he looked frightened. He couldn't help but step back.

Although Fenghua did not behave like Zhihua, his expression changed and he felt the pressure and threat.

Shock flashed in her eyes: "This evildoer... the Nine-Nine True Skills are so extraordinary."

She was at the eighth level of Martial King, and Wei Fan was at the seventh level of Martial King. No matter how amazing Wei Fan's performance had been in the past, she had never felt threatened or pressured by Wei Fan.

But today, the aura exuded by Wei Fan made her feel things that she had never felt from Wei Fan before.

(End of this chapter)