The fairy's requirements for Yang Dongqing are as strict as ever, and they will interrupt and correct the slightest mistake. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At the beginning, Yang Dongqing felt very awkward about putting on these sixteen postures, and he couldn't finish it for two hours.

If it were given to ordinary people, it would have been unbearable for a long time. But Yang Dongqing's strong spirit played a crucial role, and his brain remained awake. Practicing over and over again, practice makes perfect.

When the space fairy asked him to stop, he realized that sixteen hours had passed, and he was sore all over.

Hurriedly running into the first hall, Yang Dongqing entered the small courtyard, drank the pool water in one gulp, ate the silver droplets, and then returned to the room and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes the next day, he first glanced at his mobile phone and found a large number of missed calls, including Blue Night, Chen Xiaodie's, Hudson's, Wang Qian's, and Zhou Ziluo's. He gave back a message that he was practicing in retreat, and plunged into the space again.

In today's practice, the fairy once again raised the requirements to keep him nourishing. He is now using a new breathing rhythm, and it is easy to imagine how difficult it is to maintain his breath in this situation. But since the fairy asked for it, he had to forcibly try to use it with two minds, controlling the rhythm of his breathing while adjusting the vibration frequency in his body.

It took him three days to barely do it. Next, the space fairy increased the difficulty again, asking him to connect the postures and take a circular step on the pillar of the Taiji diagram. And every day that passes, the Taiji diagram composed of the pillars is smaller, and the greater the arc of his rotation, the more difficult it is to control the body.

On the seventh day, the arrangement of the pillars was interrupted, and the space fairy told him that if he followed the shining pillars, he would be an intermediate starry shadow.

Yang Dongqing's cultivation has now entered the real hell mode, and now the range of the Taiji Diagram is too small, and the frequency of the pillar's flashes is fast, requiring him to have an extremely fast cadence in order to rotate in a small area. And it is necessary to keep sixteen shelves undispersed, and to maintain qi. Every few steps he would fall off the pillar and fall heavily to the side of the platform.

And this kind of cultivation, he has to carry out 20 hours a day, except for sleeping, eating, cleaning up personal hygiene, almost all of them are practicing.

Such high-intensity training is completely beyond the limit of what human beings can bear, and it has long been wasted for others. At this time, it was seen that the pool water was important, and it was precisely because of the mist pool water that Yang Dongqing could persevere.

As time passed, Yang Dongqing's grasp of the body became more and more familiar, and the frame became more and more stable. Between the opening and closing of the movement, there will be occasional loud sounds in the body. And his biggest progress is to nourish qi, the pores on the surface of his body are closed all the time, and he can feel the drumming of energy in his body.

The intermediate starry shadowless practice is to flash and move in a small area, and when he is proficient in circular walking, he will be able to keep up with the frequency of the pillar's flashes, and the number of times he will fall is getting less and less.

At this point, Hell Mode is upgraded again, and not only do the pillars start to wobble, but the tops also become round, making it even more difficult to gain a foothold on them. Moreover, the fairy also asked Yang Dongqing to wear a three-hundred-kilogram practice uniform......

Time passed imperceptibly, and it entered August. At this time, the Quunderland region entered the rainy season, and the downpour was one after another. In such weather, there are fewer people going out, and even Lington Street, which used to be hot, becomes deserted at night.

There were no customers in the cool bar tonight, and the atmosphere in the silent hall was tense, Ding Hua sat opposite a white young man, and behind them stood a group of people, glaring at each other angrily and tensely.

"Ding Hua, how are you thinking about it? Don't say I didn't remind you, if you don't agree, the entire Lington Street bar won't be able to open. The white youth knocked on Erlang's leg and spoke in an arrogant tone.

Ding Hua's face changed, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "The Black Dragon Society has a great cause, so don't embarrass my little Lington Street." ”

Ding Hua said this in a low voice, and the brothers behind him were about to grit their teeth one by one. If it weren't for the boss's instructions, they really wouldn't have to help but do it.

"You also know that the Black Dragon Society has a great cause, so don't be ignorant. The white youth smiled.

Ding Hua took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "What if I don't know how to lift?"

"That's good!" the white young man stood up and said with a smile, "I just said, let's see if the bars on this street can still open?"

Ding Hua squinted his eyes and said: "The bars on this street are serious business, and they all pay taxes to the federation, and if there is trouble, the police will naturally take care of it." ”

The white young man's smile froze, and his face sank: "If those bars dare to find the police, they won't pay you protection money." But you're playing this set, aren't you...... I heard that you also have a younger sister named Ding Lan. Then he took a picture out of the pocket of his clothes, placed it lightly on the table, and said, "It looks really good." ”

"What do you want to do?" Ding Hua's face changed drastically and he stood up. As soon as he moved, the brothers behind him also stepped forward.

Not to be outdone, the people behind the white youth reached into their arms one by one.

"Don't move!" Ding Hua stopped his subordinates, once they fight, it will definitely be their own side that suffers. Even if they entered the police station, the Black Dragon Society would immediately send someone to occupy Lington Street, and those bar owners would be the most likely to rudder the wind.

The white young man also raised his hand, stopped his subordinates, stared at Ding Hua and said, "I'll give you another day, you'd better think about it." ”

As the words fell, he led a group of people swaggering out of the cool bar.

When he arrived on Lington Street, the white young man took out his mobile phone, and after connecting it, he whispered: "Mr. Black Dragon, Ding Hua refused!"

"It's really a lot of courage, you will continue to put pressure on him tomorrow!" said the black dragon on the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Black Dragon......" The white young man hesitated for a moment and said, "With the strength of our Black Dragon Society, it is easy to snatch Lington Street, and there is no need to ...... it."

"You're talking a little too much!" Black Dragon's voice turned cold, and then he hung up the phone.

The white young man slammed into a snort, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead......

In the cool bar, a group of people gathered around Ding Hua, waiting for the boss to come up with an idea.

Ding Hua frowned, looked up at everyone, and said slowly: "You guys go back first, I'll think about it." ”

The group hesitated, but two young men came up to persuade them and pushed them out of the bar.

Not long after, the two young men came back and asked Ding Hua in a low voice: "Big brother, do you really want to fight against the Black Dragon Society?"

Ding Hua frowned and said: "It's not a question of whether to resist or not, this section of the Black Dragon Society is very wrong, and it has annexed many small forces, so it stands to reason that they don't look down on this little bit of oil and water...... I always felt like there was something wrong with this. ”