Half a month later, the nameless valley.

"Hey ha!"

I saw Tang Feng barely leaping in the valley and punching his fists in the scorching sun.

In half a month, Tang Feng became much darker and his skin turned into bronze. The most important thing is that his body has become much stronger. Compared with half a month ago, if he doesn't look at his face, he is completely two people.

"After half a month of practice, I finally learned a few unique skills."

Tang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and stopped.

In half a month, in addition to practicing the Yijin Jing, he also found several useful skills from the seventy-two unique skills. After all, he has internal strength but no martial arts to use. Isn’t it embarrassing?

So he found the light body technique, the golden bell cover iron shirt and the eagle claw hand practice from the seventy-two unique skills.

The skills he chose were very thoughtful, with light body techniques to escape and chase the enemy, a golden bell cover iron shirt to defend himself, and an eagle claw hand to attack the enemy.

"I am very happy to learn a few unique skills, but my internal strength has grown too slowly. Now I have to be strong within a year. How could I be Duan Yu's opponent?"

Then Tang Feng felt bitter in his heart. Although he practiced the Yijin Jing day and night, his internal strength increased rapidly and had a year of internal strength, he was discouraged whenever he thought of Duan Yu at this stage and had decades of internal strength in his body.

This cannot be blamed for his lack of fighting spirit. Seeing that the Beggars' Sect Conference in Xingzi Forest in Wuxi is about to be held, Duan Yu at this stage has swallowed too much internal energy due to the Beiming Divine Art. It is no exaggeration to say that Duan Yu's internal energy is now comparable to Qiao Feng.

However, Duan Yu is still behind Wang Yuyan's beauty and cannot fully exert the power of the inner strength of his body, otherwise he will be a top-notch master in every minute.

The division of strength in the martial arts world is divided into top, top-notch, first-class, second-class, third-class, and non-standard.

What is not up to the level is the kind of martial arts people who only know some moves and have no internal strength.

A third-rate master is like Tang Feng now, and he already has internal strength, but very little internal strength.

Even if the second-rate masters are quite powerful, they have already had internal strength for 10 or 20 years, such as the ones, Yun Zhonghe, Ye Erniang and others.

First-class experts are even more powerful. Their internal strength has reached about 40 or 50 years, such as Duan Yanqing and Ding Chunqiu.

Not to mention the strength of the top-notch masters, their internal strength has been as strong as sixty or seventy years.

As for the top master, as far as Tang Feng knows, the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple should be considered one, and how strong the internal strength is, it cannot be verified.

There is no harm without comparison. Tang Feng's internal strength is now as a third-rate master, but Duan Yusun absorbed the internal strength of many people. His internal strength has been as long as sixty or seventy years, and it makes people despair when thinking about it.

"Hey, if I had the Beiming Divine Art, how could I just practice one picture like Duan Yu, a fool? I will dominate the world of Tianlong in minutes."

Tang Feng inexplicably envied Duan Yulai at this moment.

If he didn't practice martial arts, he didn't know the importance of internal strength. In order to seek peace of mind, Duan Yu only learned one of the thirty-six pictures of the North Ming Divine Arts. If it were him, he would have learned all the thirty-six pictures without saying a word.

But it's too late to say anything now. The Beggars' Sect Conference is approaching. According to time, the secret book of Beiming's magical skills has been torn apart by Duan Yu's fool when he was poisoned. Now, in addition to Duan Yu, the entire Tianlong world, Wuyazi is the only one who knows Beiming's magical skills. Even if he wants to learn it, he can only start with these two people.

Fortunately, the only thing that made Tang Feng feel at ease was that he had won the Yijin Jing, the first martial arts of Tianlong, otherwise he would really be crazy.

The growth of the Yijin Jing is actually very outrageous. Tang Feng has only been practicing for half a month and has already had an internal strength for a year. According to this calculation, if he starts practicing at the age of ten, when he is twenty, his internal strength will definitely reach the level of a top master.

Of course, there is a prerequisite here. You must fully understand the Yijin Sutra and be able to operate the Great Zhoutian perfectly. Otherwise, at most, you will become a top-notch master.

Tang Feng has too little time, only one year. If he follows the steps, he will become a second-rate master at most and a top-ranking master in one year.

"Forget it, let's clean up and go out of the mountain. After the Beggars' Sect Conference, there is a Zhenlong chess game. Even if you can't kill Duan Yu at the Beggars' Sect Conference, as long as you find a way to gain Wuyazi's internal strength, you will have a chance."

Tang Feng shook his head and cheered himself up again.

There is a chance to kill Duan Yu within one year. At least Duan Yu doesn't know that he is the enemy in the dark now.

The enemy is open and we are secret, and as long as we find the right opportunity, he still has hope.

Tang Feng was poor and had nothing to clean up, and he only had one or two pieces of changeable clothes.

———

Jiangnan, Suzhou.

More than ten miles outside Suzhou City, a team of people escorted two trucks of medicinal materials and were slowly moving forward.

The escort cart was a dozen people wearing black robes and hats, and couldn't see their faces clearly.

"stop!"

They walked into a woods, and one of them walked out of a group of men in black, waved their hands and stopped the escort car from continuing.

And the men in black behind him were all facing a great enemy, and they pulled out their weapons, guarding against something.

"Who are you? What's the matter to block my way?" The man in black in the lead looked ahead and shouted in a low voice.

I saw a man blocking the road ahead. He held a sword in his arms and a hat. He couldn't see his face clearly. After the processing, he heard the sound of "Leave the escort cart, I can let you go."

"Bold, are you going to rob the robbery?"

The words of the person blocking the road made the atmosphere in the field suddenly blew the bow and the leading man in black even pulled out the big knife in his hand and pointed at the opposite side.

"I'll count to three. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The person who blocked the road had a cold voice, and the sword in his hand jumped and was unsheathed.

"Looking for death, kill me!"

The leading man in black waved his long sword in his hand and ordered with murderous intent.

"Since you don't leave, then die!"

The man blocking the road took off a long sword in his hand, leaving a afterimage in the air, and a man in black died in an instant.

Then the person who blocked the road swung the long swords in his hand. If every sword goes down, one person will die.

His swordsmanship is very gorgeous and vicious, and his moves are all fatal blows, and he has no intention of hiding his hands at all.

"Stop, do you know whose products are these two cars of medicinal materials?"

Seeing that seven or eight people died as soon as they fought, the leading man in black suddenly felt bad, and the other party's strength was obviously beyond his expectations.

"No matter who you are, take your life."

The person who blocked the road ignored it and still took action, killing the man in black.
Chapter completed!