At 8 a.m. on the 11th, when he woke up from his sleep, Mark Cage suddenly noticed a trace of coldness. When he opened his eyes and sat up, he realized that he was asleep on the floor.

"Damn, why did you suddenly fall asleep last night? I remembered that I was practicing Lingbo Microwave around 4 o'clock, and I felt sleepy..."

"It's not as good as back then. I just stayed up all night and got so sleepy."

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Tang Zhun was about four o'clock, and when Mark Cage was practicing breathing, he was urging hypnotic gas, which made him feel tired and sleepy and fell asleep within a few minutes. It was a very natural process, and then he used real vomiting agents, which made him unaware of it. Even if Mark Cage remembered something, he only thought that he was in his forties and his energy was not as good as when he was young.

After reading the table below, it was already 8 o'clock in the morning. Mark should have gone to work at this time. His real identity is an intelligence officer. His apparent identity is a deputy director of the China Branch of a multinational enterprise.

This has been concealing identity for more than ten years!

"**, I shouldn't believe that bitch, Lingbo Weibu? How could that thing be cultivated? How could it be effective in martial arts dramas?"

"Damn it, I'm cheated!"

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Thinking back on everything yesterday, Mark suddenly cursed. He remembered it completely. Yesterday afternoon, he received a report from Zhang Qian, saying that Chen Jiayan, whom she had been following, was actually a martial arts master and had mastered Lingbo Weibu.

The other party has no shi pin, no other type of evidence, just verbally speaking, but he swears all kinds of swearing and suggests Mark practice. Is this the highest secret?

Mark didn't believe it at first. He, Huaguotong, wouldn't he easily believe such absurd thing? But Zhang Qian also has a full understanding of the majestic sister who was led by him on the road. Mark Cage really knows it very well.

Because of his understanding, he felt that Zhang Qian didn't have the courage to make such a big joke, and began to practice with skepticism.

Then, from around 4 pm to 4 pm in the morning, he only mastered 5 types of Lingbo Microstep Eight-Stage Respiratory Methods in the 12-hour period, but he had not mastered them in 12 hours.

Of course, he did not concentrate on practicing for these 12 hours without interruption. He had to eat and spent time investigating the authenticity of martial arts secrets from other channels. He was upset after practicing for a while, and recalled every bit of Zhang Qian...

After cursing, Mark stood up and went to wash. After finishing his washing, he gritted his teeth, "Forget it, although it is unscientific and incredible, Zhang Qian? I believe her again. Yesterday, I doubted that the efficiency of trusting her was so poor, and I also mastered five paragraphs. This time I tried it wholeheartedly and tried to master the following three paragraphs."

"Let's see the effect then. If it doesn't work? Hey, don't blame me for being cruel."

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Without going to work, Mark Cage focused on learning the last three breathing methods, but he was surprised to find that he had mastered it thoroughly in more than two hours.

Even those postures can be mastered very quickly.

It's a little different? But after thinking about it, he didn't think of anything wrong. This is too big a difference in efficiency compared to yesterday. But yesterday he was indeed indifferent to stop doing other things at any time. He practiced carefully for more than ten minutes without success and was too ridiculous. He was actually practicing. Isn't it too stupid to have arisen? In short, it was normal for him to be inefficient yesterday.

In a special posture, he started from the first breathing rhythm again. He planned to try eight stages in one breath, but Mark Cage unconsciously discovered that he had inexplicably entered a very mysterious state in his breathing, as if there were no time in his body, and when those warm currents flowed throughout his body, there was a special sense of pleasure and pleasure.

The pleasure was very mild at the beginning, but as the breathing method continued, it became stronger and stronger. In the end, he barely maintained his energy and finished the last part of his breathing, and he was covered in hot sweat. It seemed that he had just run more than ten kilometers and was soaked all over. But he didn't feel tired, but was extremely comfortable.

That feeling even transcends the pleasure between men and women!!

The warm current that seemed real and illusory that I sensed before? I couldn't sense it at this time.

"Damn, what's going on?"

Mark Cage was shocked, constantly recalling the feeling of his previous practice, and the more he savored, the more shocked he became.

I just used special breathing methods, posing some postures to breathe without taking medicine, and it felt so comfortable? Is that warm current real? Is he hallucinating or...

After extreme shock, Mark Cage practiced for the second time, and as a result, familiar warm currents and pleasures emerged one after another.

The third time, the fourth time?

Breathing method plus posture, one cycle lasts for about ten minutes, and try it several times in a row. Although he can’t detect any warm current in his body after each stop, he can confirm the fourth time that the feeling during exercise is really not false, let alone that kind of pleasure? It’s almost too easy for people to indulge!

In extreme shock, Mark Cage ran to the bedroom with a scream, and found the testimony sent by Zhang Qian yesterday from an electronic device, and soon found a certain paragraph.

"According to Chen Jiayan, not everyone has achieved success in practicing martial arts secrets. Ordinary people can practice and achieve success. Practice makes perfect mastering the breathing rhythm, but the time is not fixed, and after mastering, it cannot accumulate internal strength and become stronger."

"Only a genius who is one in a thousand can master all breathing methods and postures in one or two hours, and accumulate internal strength quickly. The accumulation of internal strength in one day is enough to easily improve its strength by four or five times."

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Yesterday he was skeptical about this thing, but most of them were doubtful. The kind of doubt was personal reason, and the outlook on life that had been shaped for decades was instinctively doubtful. Believe it? It was just because of more than ten years of friendship that he knew who Zhang Qian was.

But do you really feel a certain way to practice?

Mark's worldview is somewhat subversive.

Is it true that the internal force is running for a whole day in martial arts novels? When it runs, the warm current is the internal force? Because he is not a genius from a thousand, even if he feels during the run, he cannot accumulate internal force afterwards?

He stood up in a daze and stayed for a while. Mark Cage entered the state of cultivation again. Then he felt that this time he was a little ecstatic and warm. He was really sure that it was true, not his illusion.

At noon, Mark Cage gritted his teeth and used special means to contact a guy who was also the president of a multinational group on the surface, who was the head of the IA Power in China.

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On the 12th, China ushered in a new day of sunshine, but North America was swept by night. In a spacious office, the first brother of I looked at the opposite side with his mentally retarded eyes, "WTF? Are you in your mind? You can report such a ridiculous and funny thing to me?"

"What era is this?! Inoue Takaichi, a gene wolf monster, a vampire with increased genes and genetic modifications have all appeared. You actually said that the person on the other side can practice martial arts internal skills? Just like the legendary knight and wizard-like fantasy power?"

Brother I was confused by the sudden message. He took a look at the summary language at the top of the information and cursed in front of him. In front of him was Ed White, director of the IA Intelligence Department, who was also one of the deputy directors.

When he was pointed at the nose and scolded, Ed did not feel any displeasure on his face, but said decisively, "No, Mr. Director, this is not a lie, nor a joke, it is true. From the beginning of getting the news, I randomly found three office workers to try it. I can really practice!!"
Chapter completed!