After dinner, Xu Yunfan found a villa to stay in, took a short rest, and then began to practice martial arts.
Although he has been traveling a lot these days, he will practice martial arts whenever he has time. If there is no place to display his skills, he will meditate and practice the Lin character formula.
The Scarlet Copper Cloak Hammer is about to be completed, and now he naturally wants to go further.
Right now he has temporarily put aside other martial arts. Apart from the Lin character formula to restore his spirit, he is fully devoted to practicing this kung fu.
For three consecutive days, Xu Yunfan was immersed in practicing the Red Copper Body Cloak Hammer.
In his vision, the proficiency on the attribute panel would increase a little bit every time he practiced several times.
The closer you get to perfection, the harder it becomes to increase your proficiency.
But he is still moving towards 5,000 proficiency points with unwavering determination.
Xu Yunfan no longer had the idea of continuing his journey. He felt that the matter of Tiangong Cave could be put aside for now.
With the two daily meals of exotic beasts and spiritual fish from Changfeng Restaurant, and the twenty-liang Yuangu Pills sold by Baicao Valley, he swallowed them. With the continuous practice of the Lin character formula, his spirit became more and more intelligent, and his comprehension also increased.
The leather training is perfect and is approaching unwaveringly.
Until late at night a month later, in the rented villa.
He grabbed two octagonal stone locks with his backhand, and the joints of his spine crackled like pine waves.
The sound of the stone lock breaking through the air startled the birds on the eaves. The bulging muscles on the exposed back kept undulating like waves, twisting into the shape of a dragon with the movement.
When the ninth "cloak-style" was fully swung, the veins in his arms jumped like bowstrings, the blood in his body boiled, and he was like a furnace, constantly emitting heat. The temperature of the entire courtyard rose by ten degrees. The sweat on his body fell to the ground and produced white smoke on the blue bricks.
The seventh "inverted golden bell" suddenly rose, and the deerskin boots with iron sheets wrapped around the heels slammed into the top of the pile.
He knelt among the broken bricks, gasping for breath. The hot mist rising from his body condensed into a thin blood-red frost, covering his sweaty back. The remains of Jidao that had been wrapped around his body were a little sticky.
"You continue to practice the Scarlet Copper Cloak Hammer, comprehending the power of hardness and softness. Your power becomes more and more flexible, and your proficiency in the Scarlet Copper Cloak Hammer has improved."
You practiced the Red Copper Cloak Hammer in seclusion, day and night, without stopping. One day, you swung the hammer with all your might, and felt your blood and energy flow like a dragon and snake, perfectly aligning with the hammer's power. When you exerted force, it was as fierce as splitting a mountain and splitting rock; when you withdrew, it was as flexible as a silk thread snaking through your fingers. As the hammer's shadow whistled, your understanding of the interplay of hardness and softness deepened, and your proficiency in the Red Copper Cloak Hammer increased.
'Your Scarlet Copper Cloak and Wind Hammer have reached perfection.'
'Red Copper Cloak Hammer (Perfect)
Special effects: blood boiling and burning, strength penetrating all bones, iron armor covering the body, dragon tendons and tiger bones, indestructible by swords and weapons, able to carry mountains, the strength to lift a tripod, and the power of a heavy hammer.
The moonlight shone on the bronze shoulder blades, and suddenly dozens of snake-like fascia protrusions emerged from under the skin, constantly wriggling and climbing on the body, moving up and down.
The moment the system prompts that the body has entered the state of perfection, huge streams of heat emerge out of thin air in the body, flowing through the limbs and bones and continuously seeping into the skin and flesh.
Crack!
The moment Xu Yunfan's spine arched, the fascia on his back tightened like a hundred strong bowstrings at the same time. Dozens of snake-like fascia suddenly twisted into a dragon spine iron chain. The clicking sound of the mechanism biting burst out between his flesh, and the blue bricks under his feet were shaken to form spider-web-like cracks.
It was as if a volcano had exploded deep in the abdominal cavity, and the magma-like blood and energy surged up, boiling. Every blood vessel turned into a forge bellows, the carotid artery swelled like a snake swallowing an elephant, and the throbbing rhythm of the temple was shaking like a muffled drum.
The muscles in his arms continued to grow rapidly, and each muscle seemed to have life, moving rhythmically on its own.
The muscle fibers intertwine and entwine with each other, like fine steel being forged. Under the repeated hammering of the heat flow, they become increasingly tough. The surface of the originally firm muscles now has a blue-gray luster like cast iron when it cools.
The stratum corneum thickened and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then peeled off piece by piece like a snake's skin the next moment. The new skin had a matte finish like ice-cracked porcelain, but beneath that jade-like surface, a texture mixed with a faint golden color was surging with each breath, as if underground lava was rushing in the basalt veins. With a slight exertion, one could see strands of blood lines like lava on the surface of the skin, constantly beating.
In his mind, long passages of scenes of practicing the Red Copper Body Cloak and Wind Hammer flashed through his mind.
Xu Yunfan recalled that in the desolate valley, he faced the biting gale and swung the black iron cloak hammer day after day.
The hammer wind was howling, and the surrounding trees were cut into pieces. The strong wind was like a knife cutting his skin, leaving traces of blood, but he never stopped.
In the deep cave, the heat of boiling magma was rolling. He was standing on one side, and every breath he took was scorching hot.
In a duel with a master, sword shadows flashed with cold light, and the wind of the sword reached his throat. Xu Yunfan used his red bronze cloak to block the blow with his hammer. The hammer and sword clashed, sparks flew, and in the narrow gap between life and death, he comprehended the interplay of hardness and softness of power, successfully repelled the powerful enemy, and furthered his cultivation.
These images flashed through his mind rapidly, and Xu Yunfan was immersed in them. His understanding of the essence of the Red Copper Cloak Hammer became deeper and deeper, his state of perfection became more stable, and the aura around him became more powerful.
After a long time, Xu Yunfan exhaled air like an arrow, causing the porcelain plate on the stone table in front of him to break. He took out a knife and cut his arm hard, but not even a white mark appeared.
Invulnerable to swords and guns!
Moreover, his strength has at least doubled compared to before.
No wonder, no wonder Li Haomiao said that great success and perfection are two different worlds. For those who have perfect muscles, bones and skin, defeating opponents of higher levels is as easy as eating and drinking water. Those disciples of the top aristocratic families and sects, not to mention having secret martial arts to enhance their potential, if there is a genius who can practice the three exercises of muscles, bones and skin to perfection, ordinary warriors will never forget their achievements.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency, and just as he was swinging the octagonal stone lock to play with it, the sound of the stone lock breaking through the air suddenly stopped.
A fluffy bun suddenly appeared on the wall next door, with three frizzy hairs sticking up from the bun, just like a quail that was startled from its nest.
"Bang!"
Amidst the muffled sound of the stone lock smashing into a hole, the ball of fur suddenly jumped up half a foot high.
"Here they come again! Here they come again! Playing with stone locks at midnight! Sir, are you doing night watch for the King of Hell or building a temple for the God of Land? The sound of thunder and lightning is endless."
The girl stretched her arms out from the wall, banging on the tiles with the clothesline in her hand, with an angry look on her face.
"The day before yesterday, a hammer shattered the pickle jar I brought from Daocheng with great difficulty! Yesterday, I scared away the old hen I bought specially! Tonight, another hammer smashed it..."
Before he could finish his words, a pair of calloused hands suddenly appeared on the wall.
A man in a gray shirt and shorts, revealing his muscular body, was half hanging on the wall, and his left hand covered his daughter's mouth with a posture so skillful that it was heartbreaking.
"Young man, please forgive me! I'm sorry to bother you while you're practicing. I'm like a firecracker, I'll explode everywhere if I get a spark."
He swung a paper-wrapped pastry in his right hand. "This is the thousand-layer pastry from Wang Po's shop on East Street. Just consider it an apology... Ouch!"
The girl bit her father's jaws, and when she struggled free, the hair on her head pointed directly at Xu Yunfan.