Lightbrain Martial Venerable

"Hey, Chu Nan, wake up! Wake up!"

Feeling a lightly slap on the face, Chu Nan woke up in a daze come over.

Opening his eyes, he saw Dong Fang's fat face unsurprisingly.

"Ah... what's wrong? Is it already morning?"

"Morning?" Dong Fang's small eyes slammed. "It's almost noon! If you don't get up again, are you planning to abstain from the semifinals?"

"Semifinals? Semifinals..." Chu Nan muttered blankly. Suddenly, his body shuddered, he woke up, and as soon as he stood up, he jumped up from the bed. "Damn it, what time is it? The semi-finals haven't started yet, right?"

Seeing Chu Nan's recovery in an instant, Dong Fang laughed.

"Okay, to scare you, it's only eight in the morning. But if you're not ready, you might really miss the semifinals."

After saying that, Dong Fang swept Chu Nan up and down with a strange expression.

"I said... Yesterday, the Academy teachers called you to receive special assault training. It's fine, but is it really okay to make you hurt all over your body? With your virtue, you can really run Going to the semi-finals?"

"en? Is the whole body injured?"

Chu Nan looked down in confusion, and suddenly found himself covered in blood, looking extremely miserable .

He just remembered that he didn't care about anything after he came back last night, and fell asleep, but he brought back all the blood from the risky experiment.

With a shrug of his nose, he immediately smelled the thick stench of blood mixed with sweat. Chu Nan shook the head and ran directly into the bathroom of the dormitory.

"crash-bang..."

The milky whiteness of the shower gel, blood and sweat dripped down Chu Nan's body, making him instantly feel refreshed Many, even every pore on the whole body seems to be trying to open, breathing the fresh air around.

Chu Nan felt the different feeling of Inner Breath circulating in the meridian while feeling the pleasure of water scouring his body while running Inner Breath.

Because he was too tired last night, he didn't actually feel much.

Now after a good night's sleep and fully recovered, Chu Nan re-examined and found that the daring attempt he made in mortal danger last night has brought him far surpasses the imagination.

Last night, he only had time to experience his physical strength—that is, the improvement in Tyrant Body, but today, after letting the Inner Breath circulate in the meridian again, he found that the operation of the Inner Breath was obviously smoother. so it runs much faster.

In this way, it means that the speed at which he mobilizes the Inner Breath will also increase.

“Bang——”

throws a punch, the water was violently burst open by this fist, and the water droplets hit the wall around the bathroom, making a crackling sound.

Chu Nan nodded with satisfaction.

Through this fist, he confirmed that with the increase in the speed of the Inner Breath, the time for the second rotation of the Inner Breath was much shorter than before.

Before this, the time it took for him to perform a second turn of the Inner Breath and then apply it to his fist was between 1.161986 seconds and 1.361906 seconds.

Now that the meridian has been strengthened, the time for this fist to mobilize the second turn of Inner Breath is 0.963911 seconds.

Although it is only a 0.2-0.4 second improvement in trifling, the battle between Martial Artists is intense, even if it is only 0.2 seconds, it is already a very important improvement.

Specifically, it took Chu Nan more than a second to use the second Inner Breath before, but in the fierce battle, it was obviously impossible for him to free up so much time for him to adjust his breath easily. , so every time he must calculate the next battle process in advance, and have accurate calculation of every move and every move of the enemy and himself, so that he can launch it with the second turn of Inner Breath when he counterattacks.

But now he has shortened this time to less than one second, which means that he needs to free up time for his own calculations significantly, reducing the requirements for his computing power, and giving him more calm arrangements time and the opportunity to respond in a timely manner in the event of an accident.

“Bang——”

Chu Nan throws a punch again, and the water is burst open again.

Water droplets hit the wall again, and the sound of pa pa pa is much louder than before.

In this fist just now, he turned the Inner Breath three times in advance, and the intensity of the Inner Breath attached to the fist increased by 27.31% compared to the second turn of the Inner Breath, and the force on the fist reached an astonishing 1481.76 kg !

Three turns of Inner Breath brought a big increase in Inner Breath and a small increase in his own physical strength, making Chu Nan's punching power extremely significantly improved.

This kind of strength is not only far beyond the fifth-rank Tyrant Body Grade Martial Artist of Luo Li, but even enough to compete head-on with the Second Rank Inner Breath Grade Martial Artist that Chu Nan encountered in the competition before. Don't fall behind.

"Compared with third rank Inner Breath Grade Martial Artist?"

Chu Nan flashed through his mind the situation he played against Enrique yesterday afternoon. If Enrique is used as the standard for third rank Inner Breath Grade Martial Artist, with his current strength, he has the power to fight.

But Enrique obviously held back yesterday afternoon, and he himself said that he is a very ordinary one in the third rank Inner Breath Grade Martial Artist, not outstanding.

And if Maluk really has the strength of third rank Inner Breath Grade, maybe he will be stronger than Enrique.

In this way, even if Chu Nan has improved now, he may not have the ability to compete head-on with Maluk.

Chu Nan took a deep breath and throws a punch again.

Whether it is the improvement of physical strength, or the improvement of meridian and Inner Breath in the body, it has changed his previous precise grasp of his body.

He must experience these changes as soon as possible and regain precise control over his body so that he can use them better.

Sit on a horse to punch a punch... retreat a jab... shoot a horse cup one fist in the other hand...

One punch and throws a punch, with powerful data capabilities, Chu Nan's every punch is obviously round and round, his body movements are becoming more and more coordinated and perfect, and the flow of Inner Breath in Meridian is also getting smoother and faster.

Soon, he regained the feeling of punching, fleshy body and Inner Breath perfectly fused together.

This feeling is extremely beautiful, it actually made him punch after punch, and he didn't want to stop.

"Hey, Chu Nan, you brat take a shower, what are you doing in there? Have you finished washing? The vice president sent a message to remind you." Dong Fang's voice suddenly sounded outside the bathroom door .

"It'll be ready soon."

Chu Nan answered loudly, slowly retracting his fist, and squeezing it hard.

It's just the enhancement of blood vessels meridian that makes his strength so obvious.

If one day he can really achieve what Rengar called a "perfect Tyrant Body", what kind of realm will he achieve?

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Nan put out a breath lightly, retracted the distracting thoughts, and concentrated one's mind again.

We'll talk about it later. The most important thing in front of us is to win the semi-finals.

Now, his strength has been significantly improved through the bold adventure last night.

If he had no chance of winning against Maluk before, now, he already has this possibility!