Leave clear marks on the concrete floor.

Mo Yun stood up from the pit and pinched the skin on his arms with his hands. He felt that the surface of the skin seemed to be covered with a thick layer of film.

He pressed hard and felt a significant elastic force.

"This is the first stage of hard qigong."

From the bottom of my heart, a sincere joy surged.

Nowadays, ordinary people are holding daggers and stabbing them at him, it should be difficult to pierce his skin.

And once he intentionally uses true qi to protect himself.

Huh...

As my thoughts moved, my skin immediately turned red, and the hardness of that piece of skin instantly doubled, like steel.

He knocked with his hand and made a sound of metal hitting the nail.

When Mo Yun trains this stress ability to the point where he can send and receive the whole body at will, he can get closer to the legendary "beating people is like burning the body".

When the opponent's attack just falls on his body, his true energy will automatically strengthen the skin at that place and bounce the opponent's attack out.

When this conscious anti-reverse prevention becomes unconscious, Mo Yun approaches the realm of hard qigong.

That is, the state of "one feather cannot be added, and flies cannot fall."

If you want to hit such a state, Mo Yun needs to use the continuous attacks of external forces to help his body adapt to the continuous attacks.

In the continuous battle, it may be a long process to make this protection go from conscious to unconscious.

Mo Yun strode over and patted Du Zhicheng on the shoulder:

"Old Du, thank you this time!"

"It's okay, you have benefited me a lot," Du Zhicheng said with a smile.

Mo Yun smiled and suddenly looked at the "Four Heavenly Kings" in the audience.

"You four, come up."

"Brother Mo..."

The four kings' faces froze.
Chapter completed!