Ordinary people can also be extraordinary

Three days later, Sima Feng was exercising in the yard of a quiet small building. His injuries had mostly recovered, and after this injury, his strength had improved even more.

As Sima Feng swung his fist, gusts of wind arose, stirring the air with a continuous humming sound. Then he punched out, and a big tree more than ten feet away exploded immediately.

"Brother, your strength has improved a lot."

Zhang Chen walked in from outside and looked at Sima Feng.

"It's fine. How's the situation outside lately?"

Sima Feng put away his fist, wiped the sweat from his brow and asked.

"Not very optimistic. Since the beastmen have breached many passes, the front line is unstable. Yunmeng Sect has decided to give up defending separately and is preparing to gather all the cultivators to fight a head-on battle with the beastmen."

Zhang Chen told everyone the information he had found out.

"Head-on confrontation? That's pretty satisfying."

Sima Feng then started exercising again, and at the same time prepared to widen the meridians in his arms. His fists were now his strongest weapons. After widening the meridians, the circulation of Qi and blood would be able to reach his arms faster, and at the same time, more Qi and blood would be stimulated, so the force of his punches would be stronger.

Seeing this, Zhang Chen also returned to his room to practice. His spiritual power was progressing slowly, and it would be difficult for his physical body to make any further progress in a short period of time.

After much thought, in order to increase his self-protection ability, he took out the small teleportation technique and studied it. This magical power requires the strength of the late foundation building stage to be barely usable. However, he practiced both magic and body, and although his spiritual power was insufficient, his physical body was definitely stronger than that of a foundation building cultivator, which should be able to make up for the difference in cultivation.

Zhang Chen practiced this magical power again. Before, his spiritual power was not strong enough to break the space. This time, Zhang Chen gathered all his spiritual power and performed a small teleportation technique.

Most of the spiritual power in his body was consumed in an instant, and the spiritual power formed a light shield around Zhang Chen, wrapping his whole body, and then suddenly exploded. The surrounding space began to fluctuate like water waves, but there was no feeling of breaking. Zhang Chen circulated his qi and blood and tried his best to punch out several times. The Sky-Breaking Fist exploded at the most intense point where the space fluctuations were, and in an instant a hole was torn in the space, and the hole was still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Chen's face lit up with joy. He didn't expect this to really work. He then looked at the torn space. There was no light in the space. It was pitch black and vacuum-like. Zhang Chen began to explore with his spiritual sense. It was empty everywhere. Zhang Chen reached his hand in and felt it.

"what."

Zhang Chen felt the pain and quickly pulled his hand back. He looked at his arm and saw dense web-like wounds. The wounds were not deep, but they shocked Zhang Chen. He did not expect that there was something so dangerous inside.

Zhang Chen immediately controlled some ordinary iron swords to enter the space, and only heard a continuous clanging sound. When the space was about to close, he summoned the swords back.

Zhang Chen felt that when he controlled the spirit sword in space, the speed was much faster and it was also very labor-saving, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Then he saw that these swords were covered with deep cuts. He didn't know what had cut them, which made Zhang Chen a little worried. But if it was just this extent, he could still bear it for a while.

Afterwards, Zhang Chen took the pill to replenish his spiritual power. Although he did not enter the space this time, he was still half successful.

Another half a month passed like this. On this day, Zhang Chen was practicing the Beast Blood Body Refining Technique to train his muscles. The increase in muscle density increased Zhang Chen's strength and explosive power. Before, Zhang Chen could exert a force of 10,000 kilograms, and now it has increased by thousands of kilograms.

At this time Sima Feng came over and asked Zhang Chen to eat the black rhino meat. Physical cultivation cannot be done without a large amount of energy intake. While the two were eating, two figures came flying with swords. They were Nangong Yan and Lin Xiaoyu.

"You guys are really extravagant. You eat only the meat of the late second-stage beastmen."

Lin Xiaoyu teased them as she watched them eat with relish.

"Would you like some? Even though the black rhino's skin is rough and its flesh is thick, the meat inside is very delicious."

Zhang Chen cut two pieces of meat and invited the two people who were approaching.

"Okay, let's try it."

Lin Xiaoyu took the two pieces of black rhino meat cut by Zhang Chen, handed one piece to Nangong Yan, and then took a bite. Sure enough, the taste was different. The meat was tender and melted in the mouth. After eating it, the whole body felt warm and full of strength, which made the eyes of both of them brighten.

Then he no longer cared about being reserved, finished the meat in his hand and started to cut the meat himself, smiling at Zhang Chen and Sima Feng.

Soon, everyone's stomachs were full and they started sitting together chatting.

"How's your brother?"

Zhang Chen looked at Nangong Yan and asked.

"He is no longer in danger of death. He has returned to the sect to continue recuperating. He probably won't be able to participate in the next battle."

Nangong Yan said calmly.

"Oh, I see. What a shame. We lost a warrior who fought against the beastmen."

Zhang Chen pretended to sigh, then winked at Sima Feng, and then said to Lin Xiaoyu:

"Xiaoyu, I told you last time that I wanted to exchange the reward for a defensive spiritual weapon, how is it going?"

"It has been prepared for a long time."

Lin Xiaoyu smiled, took out a spiritual weapon, a green shield, from her storage bag and threw it to Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen took it and saw that it was a mid-grade spiritual weapon. He was very happy and said to Xiaoyu again:

"I don't know how to use this spiritual weapon yet. Let's go over there and have you demonstrate it to me."

"Okay."

Lin Xiaoyu readily agreed and left with Zhang Chen, leaving only Nangong Yan and Sima Feng.

"Fellow Daoist Sima, where do you plan to go after this war is over?"

After seeing Zhang Chen and Xiaoyu leave, Nangong Yan asked Sima Feng in a casual tone with her cheeks slightly flushed.

"I don't know either. The world is so big, let's go around and have a look."

Sima Feng said lightly.

"Since you don't have a clear destination, we in Yunmeng Sect value talents very much, why don't you join us in Yunmeng Sect."

Nangong Yan looked at Sima Feng with bright eyes, full of anticipation.

"Well, we have some unspeakable secrets, so it may not be convenient for us to join your sect."

Sima Feng shook his head when he thought about the fact that he was still wanted by Qingyumen.

"Are you worried about Qingyumen?"

Nangong Yan seemed to see through Sima Feng's heart.

"You knew already?"

Sima Feng's heart tightened, and he was a little panicked for a moment, looking around.

"Don't be nervous. I'm not arresting you for a reward."

Nangong Yan had a beaming smile on her face.

"When did you know that?"

Sima Feng looked at Nangong Yan and asked.

"Just a few days ago."

"Knowing our situation, you still invited us to Yunmeng Sect. Aren't you afraid that Qingyu Sect will cause trouble?"

Sima Feng asked curiously.

"We, the Yunmeng Sect, are not afraid of threats from any force."

Nangong Yan looked proud, and then said:

"Besides, you killed people who deserved to die. What's wrong with that? If I met them, I would kill them too and get rid of the harm to the people."

When Sima Feng heard this, he felt warm at heart. It felt so good to be recognized by others. His eyes softened when he looked at Nangong Yan.

"I will discuss this matter with my junior brother and then decide."

Sima Feng thought about it and did not refuse. In fact, he also wanted to stay.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Nangong Yan blinked and looked at Sima Feng tenderly.