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Yu Yin was the only one standing quietly, and at this moment, there was no joy on his face, and he showed emotions that he had never felt before.

Wrath!

The fight just now still ended with his victory.

But....

Looking down, Yin's eyes flashed without a trace of temperature, and he looked at the back of his hand silently.

He's hurt.

Originally, there was nothing about it.

As a monk, the number of injuries to the silver that has been cultivated all the way is not thousands, but nine hundred.

And dozens of times, he was directly hit by almost death.

In fact, the wound on the back of the hand in front of him only recovered in an instant, and in Silver's combat experience, this kind of injury was not even a skin injury.

But looking at the remnants of bright red on it, at this moment, Silver felt so dazzling.

With the sound of Yang Xiaokai's laughter, which should have dissipated long ago, the silver cold eyes without temperature, the killing intent increased to the limit.

For a long time, after a long time.

Yin Chang exhaled, his arm shook, and the diameter crushed the bits of bright red on the back of his hand, and slowly opened his mouth and spit out three words.

"Yang!Small!Open!"

At this moment, outside the cultivation room.

All the monks in room 296 looked at each other.

I don't understand!

True, they can't read it.

thought that the two would fight fiercely, corresponding to the initial performance, and when the ending appeared, there was no doubt that in their opinion, there should be a stalemate for a while.

Unexpectedly, only after the second fight, Yang Xiaokai admitted defeat and left with a smile on his face, which made them a little overwhelmed.

As long as the eyes are not blind, everyone present can see it clearly, the second time, the winner is undoubtedly still silver.

But why?

Why is the person who leaves with a smile the loser, but the winner, on the contrary, is the one who doesn't say a word, standing quietly in the cultivation room.

"It's really, unbelievably true. ”

Although the vast majority of monks didn't understand it, there were still some extremely powerful monks who vaguely guessed something.

"I didn't expect that Yin, the third strongest person in the ink power and known as a lone wolf, would suffer such a dumb loss at the hands of a human saint-level monk... ”

Compared with people who do not belong to the three major forces, at this moment, the two of them are frowning slightly, but they do not show any emotions.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Tricky guy." ”

When Mingkong heard this, he sighed: "Now, it's troublesome... , let's go, the news you want, it's basically there. ”

Without waiting for Silver to come out of room 296, the two of them turned around at this moment and retreated from the C-level area.

As the two departed, Silver soon disappeared from room 296.

The battle that should have been thrilling ended like this with Yang Xiaokai admitting defeat with a big laugh.

At this moment, in the D-class area.

After admitting defeat, Yang Xiaokai, who returned here without looking back, sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

The battle with silver came and went quickly.

But the harvest is undoubtedly beyond imagination and huge.

In fact, with Yin as an opponent twice, although Yang Xiaokai has nothing on the surface, he undoubtedly left a considerable shadow in his heart.

The second time aside, especially the first time, the situation of being completely powerless to resist left a deep impression on him, which can never be described in a few words.

Monk, cultivate the mind.

After decades of cultivation, it turned out to be like a chicken, pinched by someone, and almost died.

This is definitely an unexpected blow to Yang Xiaokai.

Talking about the huge gap in the realm, saying that the other party has been cultivating longer than him, these are actually just excuses.

This kind of emotion is like facing a natural enemy, once a habit is formed, even if he surpasses the other party in the future, it will lead to hesitation and doubt because of this feeling.

Therefore, even if he said that he fought for the second time, he still couldn't wash away this shadow, after all, he was still defeated, and he was completely defeated.

But now this battle is completely different.

To put it in a simple word,

A god who will bleed, is that still a god?

No!

If you can hurt today, you can kill tomorrow.

With the emergence of such a thought, Yang Xiaokai immediately broke the haze that the other party had shackled on his soul and dispelled the sense of loss caused by powerlessness.

For such a result, how can Yang Xiaokai not laugh?

"Good at physical strength, and extremely high defense, do you suspect that you have cultivated some kind of body refining exercises?"

"Are you sure, it's just refining?"

In the palace, Long Jue looked at the silver who brought back the news, and frowned slightly.

Not only because the information brought back by the silver was very ambiguous, there was no real core, it was just a guess, and it was undoubtedly what made him more concerned about what the target cultivation was actually the method of refining the body.

In the Immeasurable Palace, it is not that there are no methods of refining the body, in fact, there are many.

However, there are only a very small number of people who can choose the method of refining the body to cultivate.

In fact, not only the Infinite Palace, but even in the Dragon Lord World, there were very few people who practiced the method of refining the body, especially after the level was raised to the Holy Rank.

There are three types of practice.

One is refining qi and ascending in sublimation.

One refines the gods and is strong in sustenance.

One refines the body and grows in pain.

Qi refining cultivators are undoubtedly the most common, and the kung fu of water mills is becoming stronger and stronger.

The second type, the cultivator of the gods, this is obviously a lot less, but it is also a road to Zhuangkang, going to a high place, there is no doubt that it is extremely strong, but the shortcomings are also obvious.

In the end, there is the body refining cultivator, which is undoubtedly a thousand times less than the cultivator of the god refining god, and it is almost difficult for anyone to choose.

The results are the slowest, the path is the longest, and the process is the most painful, which can be said to be the most of the three kinds of practice.

Of course, the painful result also led to the extremely strong vitality of the body refining cultivators, although in some aspects it was not as good as the two of qi refining and god refining, but if it was said that the strength was definitely the strongest among the three.

It's not difficult to kill a Qi Refining Cultivator.

There is also a way to kill a god refining cultivator.

It is undoubtedly very troublesome to kill a body refining cultivator, especially under the same rank, the tenacity of a body refining monk is far above the previous two.

In fact, Long Jue also has a method of cultivating and refining his body, which is used to make up for his own shortcomings.

However, it is not a major, but a minor, that is, to improve the realm first by refining qi, and to refine the body.

If you go the other way, there is no doubt that the road will be much smoother, in fact, nine out of nine monks in the Infinite Palace who have practiced the method of refining the body are all like this.

However, even so, the results are still slow, and the practice is very painful, especially at the higher the realm.

Now, hearing Yin tell him that the other party was actually a cultivator who was the main cultivator of the body, Long Jue's face couldn't help but sink and fell into thought.

The people who master the cultivation body are either paranoid or crazy.

After a long time, Long Jue said slowly: "Let the people who are guarding the cultivation room come back..." ”