Chapter 350 How can he be so tough?
Compared to others, the five single spiritual roots of the Shen family are talented players.
With single spiritual roots and smart brains, their understanding of cultivating and controlling spiritual energy is naturally much simpler than others.
But... Shen Muye is still a young man who has just started cultivating.
Moreover, this world is short of spiritual energy. With the qualifications of the five brothers, if they were to move to a place with abundant spiritual energy, Shen Muye, who has a single spiritual root, would be at least a cultivator of the third level of Qi training.
But now he is only a cultivator of the first level of Qi training.
But this guy is particularly confident, flamboyant and arrogant.
So Shen Zhiyin didn't care, found a comfortable place to sit on a bench, stretched out his short legs and ate a lollipop, and watched him spar with others.
Soon, because of too much hatred, Shen Muye started sparring with others.
The cultivation method of the Special Administration Bureau was given by Shen Zhiyin, and it was the method commonly used by the disciples of the Sword-Asking Sect.
Those who can come here are all talented in cultivation and have drawn Qi into their bodies.
They may not be as talented as Shen Muye in spiritual roots, but Shen Muye cannot compare to them in terms of hard work.
Because Shen Muye has to go to school most of the time.
On the ring, Shen Muye and a young man wearing a camouflage short-sleeved shirt started fighting. The two fought bare-handed, and the sound of fists hitting flesh made people feel toothache just by listening to it.
It is certain that a fist as big as a sandbag will hurt when it hits a person, but for Shen Muye, who is too energetic and likes to fight, it is the most useful stimulant.
In a boxing match with a fighter who had received formal training, Shen Muye was no match and was almost beaten on the training platform.
But after being locked up in school for a long time, the energy in his heart completely broke out, so Shen Muye became more and more excited and crazy as he fought.
Even the young man who was fighting with him was surprised.
Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Why does he seem to be getting more and more excited as he fights?
Soon he found that he was having a hard time fighting with this kid.
Blast...
With his emotions excited, Shen Muye's blood seemed to be boiling, and his fists were covered with a layer of hot flames.
The young man who was fighting with him was knocked back several steps, and his body was on fire.
"It's on fire, it's on fire!"
"Quick, quick, bring the fire extinguisher!"
Everyone here knows how to use the fire extinguisher, and in just a few seconds, they took it and sprayed it at the two people.
Yes, Shen Muye was also on fire, but the fire was his own and did not harm him much, except that his clothes were burned.
The two people on the training platform were sprayed directly in an instant, and their bodies were covered with foam.
"It can't be put out, this fire is a bit weird!"
Shen Zhiyin threw two talismans over, and a stream of water like a small fountain fell from the sky, and the two people on the platform became drowned chickens, and were soaked.
The fire was extinguished, and everyone looked in Shen Zhiyin's direction.
Shen Zhiyin bit a lollipop: "You guys fight yourselves, I'll put out the fire."
Shen Muye shook his head like a big dog. His body was still warm, and the water he just poured began to steam.
However... at this moment, he looked a little funny with mist all over his body.
"Awesome, how did you use the spiritual energy?"
The beaten young man did not lose his temper, but asked with great interest.
Shen Muye pushed his wet and smoking hair back.
"I have the fire spirit root, and it comes out by itself when fighting excitedly."
The young man was full of regret, but this could not be replicated at all.
"But, my aunt said that this thing needs training. It's not enough for you to just train your physical fitness every day. You can practice sword swinging with a sword or other weapons. Use
your mind to circulate your mental skills every time you practice. If you are not used to using weapons, you can practice boxing, but only one action. Use simpler actions, not too complicated ones. If they are too complicated, your mind will be focused on the actions, and it will be easy to get stuck when practicing your mental skills."
The people around nodded thoughtfully.
Shen Muye raised his chin: "Who else, come and compete with me again."
Very good, he returned to his annoying look.
But everyone is happy to compete with him, because strength should be strengthened through competition.
Shen Zhiyin discussed with the Taoist priest with goat beard: "Tell them not to be so honest. You can use wheel battle or group fight to put down the arrogance of my little nephew, or find a stronger one to fight."
This guy has been a little too arrogant since he started practicing. The
Taoist priest with goat beard touched his beard and nodded. He also agreed.
However, everyone present was older than Shen Muye, so it was a bit unreasonable to use wheel battle or group fight.
"I'll go get his brother and Feng Yang."
Feng Yang was the one who went to the island with them and awakened the mutated wind-type single spiritual root. He was also a key training target of their Special Management Bureau.
His current strength is about the same as Shen Xiu Nan's. The two of them often train together. Their destructive power is so strong that the bureau had to open up a new training ground for them, a desolate wasteland, where they could destroy whatever they wanted. With
a phone call, both of them came.
From a distance, they could see the very arrogant Shen Muye.
The corners of Shen Xiu Nan's mouth twitched.
Feng Yang crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows: "Who is that? Pretty arrogant." Shen Xiu Nan wanted to say that he didn't know him. But... that big fool had already seen him. "Brother, second brother, second brother!" Shen Muye rushed down from the training platform. Feng Yang glanced at Shen Xiu Nan, raised the corners of his mouth and teased: "Hey, your brother, he really has some style like you." Shen Xiu Nan: You are talking nonsense, I'm very stable! Shen Muye ran away in a flash. The three disciples of the Dugu family who wanted to challenge Shen Muye? Why are you running? Shen Muye rushed to Shen Xiunan's side.
"Brother, come fight with me. You've always beaten me since we were little. Now it's my turn to beat you!"
The young man was very confident.
Shen Xiu Nan looked at him and laughed coolly.
"Oh? You want to beat me?"
Shen Muye nodded: "Of course, I practiced before you, I'm younger than you, and I have the best fire spirit root. I'm definitely better than you!"
The best fire spirit root is a self-proclaimed title by this guy.
With such arrogance, Shen Xiu Nan would be sorry for himself if he didn't beat him up.
So he agreed.
After getting on the training platform, the people around them stepped back and stared at the two brothers with burning eyes.
Shen Xiu Nan didn't use any weapons either, and fought Shen Muye with his bare hands.
Boom...
When the two brothers' fists collided, a breath invisible to the naked eye spread out, like a strong wind blowing.
After a few rounds of fist collision, Shen Xiu Nan kicked his brother in the stomach with all his might. Shen
Muye flew and slammed heavily onto the training platform, leaving spider-web-like cracks on the platform.
But this guy was thick-skinned and tough, and he stood up and moved his shoulders with a grimace.
It really hurt, but after so much training and the transformation of his physique by medicinal baths, he was no longer comparable to that of an ordinary person.
So Shen Muye rushed up again.
A few minutes later...
Shen Muye slammed heavily onto the training platform again.
He got up, moved his body, and rushed out again.
Hit again, and hit again...
Not to mention the two people who were fighting, the crowd watching was speechless.
"How come he's so tough?"
"What a great physique, but is Shen Xiu Nan even better?"