After three days and four nights in the magma room, when Wang Baole returned to the Magical Soldier Peak, all the classmates he met looked at him sideways. It was really his breakthrough record, which was too amazing.

Even many teachers from Xiayuan Island have really begun to pay attention to Wang Baole. After all, it has been less than a year since the start of school. Although Wang Baole's breakthrough speed is not the fastest, it is unparalleled in terms of sensation.

His deeds have caused storms on the Lingwang again and again, so that now, no matter the new and old students in the entire Xiayuan Island, it can be said that everyone knows Wang Baole.

Wang Baole is already on the way back, logged into Lingwang and learned about what happened these days when he lost weight. He was very moved.

"I'm just losing weight, and it's such a big news... It's so extraordinary. No, I'm going to be the president of the federal government, I want to keep a low profile." Wang Baole coughed dryly, walked to the cave proudly, took out the ice spirit water, took a big gulp, and suddenly felt much more refreshed.

"It's not easy to lose weight." Recalling the process of losing weight, Wang Baole took out a pack of snacks in sighs and started eating them.

"Be careful in the future, but you must not let yourself gain weight again. Losing weight is too hard." Wang Baole kept reminding himself that when he thought of the high temperature in the magma room, he took out another pack of snacks with lingering fear and put them in his mouth.

"You must not be fatter!" With this determination, after eating snacks for the whole afternoon, Wang Baole patted the flesh on his stomach, his eyes showed firmness, and began to think about the purity of his spirit stone.

When Wang Baole thought of the crazy absorption of spiritual energy at 85% purity of the spirit stone, hesitated and found a lot of information on the spirit website. This made him feel confident that when he refined in the next time, he would strengthen his control. He would rather be slower than try to maintain the influx of spiritual energy.

In this way, although the speed of refining spirit stones was slow, he finally avoided the phenomenon of the increase in spiritual fat due to his carefulness.

After solving this problem, Wang Baole was in a good mood and felt that Xueshou's identity was really close to him this time, so he felt excited and began to try to improve his purity.

But the good times didn't last long... A month later, Wang Baole was depressed to find that his spirit stone purity was once again stuck and could not break through to 86%.

This was the second time that a bottleneck had appeared. Wang Baole took out the black mask in depression. After hesitation, he finally chose to open his dream. As the picture in front of him blurred, when it was clear, it was still in the ice and snow.

The cold wind whistled past, and Wang Baole quickly looked down at the blurry black mask in his hand. But after looking for a while, the words on the mask were still the ones from Huaqing Dan that appeared before, without any change.

"Strange... Do I need to say it?" Wang Baole scratched his head, remembering the changes that appeared when the mask was talking to himself last time, so he looked at the mask suspiciously and spoke in a low voice.

"Mask, mask, tell me, is there any way to help me break through the bottleneck of 85% of the purity of the spirit stone, reaching more than 90%!"

After Wang Baole finished speaking, he stared at the black mask intently. After only a few breaths, the text on the mask was blurred instantly, and even the entire mask flashed a few times, and gradually new words appeared.

"There is indeed someone here!" Wang Baole took a breath, his heart pounding, and he looked at the handwriting.

"Taixu Grabbing Technique?" There were many handwritings appearing this time. After reading all of them, Wang Baole was stunned for a moment, because the answer given by the mask this time was no longer a pill, but a martial art similar to that of Wang Baole was taught.

There are many such kung fu in Piaomiao Taoist Academy, especially the war martial arts system. For example, there are many types of grappling techniques, which is not surprising.

This surprised Wang Baole and looked at it carefully again.

According to the above statement, the reason for the bottleneck is that the seeds in Wang Baole's body cannot be completely integrated with the body and it is difficult to do whatever he wants. This grappling technique is the best way to accelerate the fusion of the body and the seeds.

Once it is completely cultivated, it will not only increase the suction power of the devouring seed, but it can also instinctively spread throughout the body, so that the devouring will arise as you wish. Only then can you break through the bottleneck of 85% and achieve perfection.

"The first move here is to beat your fingers?" Wang Baole blinked. He was already smart, and at the same time, the Taixu grappling technique didn't seem to be too special. At this moment, he raised his left hand and grabbed it forward.

After practicing for a few times, he simply controlled the dream and transformed a middle-aged man in front of him. His opponent was vague and his cultivation was in the Qi and Blood Realm. After appearing at this moment, he immediately rushed towards Wang Baole.

Wang Baole glared and moved forward. With his current speed and strength to seal the body, he punched the figure of the training figure and immediately forced the training figure back. When his body shook closer, he grabbed the training figure's palm, found the other party's finger, and broke it directly.

"This is too simple." Wang Baole was muttering when he suddenly noticed a black light flash on the black mask. At the same time, the entire dream world was twisted in an instant, and even a crack sound spread all directions at this moment.

"What's the situation!" Wang Baole was startled and quickly stepped back to observe the surroundings. He found that the cold wind here was even colder, and some animals in the distance seemed to have some differences.

Before Wang Baole could observe carefully, the figure of the trainer he had transformed before suddenly looked up, and it was still in the Qi and Blood Realm of Cultivation, but it seemed like someone else had a faint sense of murderousness and rushed straight to Wang Baole.

Although he was still the same person, he gave Wang Baole a very different feeling. He didn't have time to think too much and punched it directly. But this time... the moment his fist was punched, the figure of the trainee did not dodge at all, and he didn't know how to do it. He just knocked on Wang Baole's wrist and Wang Baole suddenly felt an indescribable numbness, spreading his entire arm in an instant.

The fist he held immediately loosened, and even his strength seemed to dissipate. The figure of the trainer grabbed Wang Baolai's finger and broke it up.

"It hurts, stop and stop!"

The severe pain spread like an electric shock in an instant, and he spread out directly on Wang Baole's body. His cold sweat suddenly flowed down, and he couldn't help screaming. His body seemed to have lost all its strength at once, and he staggered directly with the opponent's strength.

As Wang Baole shouted, the figure of the disciple immediately let go, took a few steps back, and looked at Wang Baole with a blank expression.

Holding his fingers, Wang Baole was panting, looking at the trainee with lingering fear, and then looked at the black mask. He felt vaguely that everything that had just happened was the one that was caused by this mask. He was immediately dissatisfied and resentful.

"What's so great about beating your fingers? We're not ready, come again!" As soon as Wang Baole said, the trainee rushed over immediately. This time, Wang Baole was prepared. He no longer fisted, but got up and kicked him directly. After the trainee avoided, he seized the opportunity and punched the trainee's temple with a sudden punch.

But this time, a strange scene appeared. Wang Baole took advantage of the opportunity to avoid the other party, but suddenly a suction force radiated from the body of the accompanying figure. The suction force seemed to turn into an invisible big hand. He grabbed Wang Baolai's arm and pulled his body to change direction. After the accompanying practitioner turned around and grabbed Wang Baole's finger again, and broke it instantly.

The familiar severe pain emerged again. Wang Baole quickly stopped screaming, but he felt even more unconvinced and could not control himself and was crazy.

It really hurts to beat his fingers. Even Wang Baole, who is often scolded for being shameless, felt that this move was extremely shameless and that the feeling of being powerful and unable to be used, the other party specifically beat his fingers made him crazy.

"Come again!" After a while, Wang Baole recovered with a pale face. This time he decided not to use his hands and fought with the coach again.

Soon, Wang Baole's finger was grabbed by the other party again. His body became weak and his hands were raised high. Before the other party could break it, he wailed in his heart, wanting to cry without tears.

"Oh my God, you are so bullying. I hide my hands all the way, and you can still break it! Ah... it hurts!!" Wang Baole was about to cry, but the hatred in his heart could not stop bursting out infinitely. It was because the other party was just qi and blood, and now he was in the realm, but he was caught by the other party every time. The severe pain, that kind of aggrievance, and that kind of helplessness made Wang Baole extremely frustrated.

"I don't believe it anymore, come!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth and rushed up again...

Time passed, and in the dream, Wang Baole's screams continued, becoming more and more miserable, until one day passed. When Wang Baole left the dream, he was exhausted and lay in the cave, looking at his ten fingers with a sad face.

"Oh my God, this finger-walking is too much, and the suction power is impossible to avoid... No, I have to learn this move, this move is great!" Wang Baole had long realized that with the flash of the black mask, the trainees who were actually changed, were using the Taixu grappling technique on himself.

Otherwise, the problem of suction cannot be explained. It is obvious that according to the first move of Taixu Grabbing Technique, this suction is a black hole-like force formed by the scattering seeds scattered into the whole body.

After personally experiencing the sharpness of Taixu's grappling technique, Wang Baole was also moved. He felt that this grappling technique could not only solve the problem of the purity of his spirit stone, but also give him the skills to fight.

This made him feel firm. Even after resting that night, he kept analyzing in his mind and considering that after dawn, Wang Baole hurriedly ate some snacks as breakfast and entered his dream again.

In this way, day by day, the screams of the dream not only did not decrease, but became more and more frequent. It turned out that Wang Baole's ability to withstand pain increased and his recovery time increased, so he was beaten more often.

"it hurts!"

"Oh my God, who invented the grapple technique!!"

"My fingers are about to break..."

In the end, if Wang Baole had not been strong inside, he might not have been able to hold on. Even so, Wang Baole would have gone crazy after a month, and even had the pain of why humans had to grow fingers.

So he thought of a solution. After discussing with the mask, he transformed into a small sparring training. This small sparring training was different from the previous ones, so he became the target of Wang Baole's venting...

Every time he was beaten with his fingers, he turned around and fought with the little disciple with pain and anger, and went to beat his fingers... With the help of this method, Wang Baole finally persevered.

But another month later, Wang Baole miserably discovered that the little coach who could let him vent and practice was too weak and too rigid, and could not support the crazy feeling in his body now, and could not enhance his actual combat. More importantly, the little coach would not scream, and no matter how he was beaten, he would look at him expressionlessly.

This made Wang Baole unable to stand it. At the same time, after months of confrontation with the Grand Coach, he finally gained some experience and experience in the finger-walking move. He couldn't help but want to use his experience on real people.
Chapter completed!