Ge Zheng thought about it all night but couldn't figure out the mystery.

It was not until the rising sun rose and looked at the rising sun that Ge Zheng felt thoughtful.

"The east rises and falls in the west, and it starts over and over again. The morning sunset is never opposite."

Unlocking the instinct constraints is to better control strength and strengthen instinctual reactions, and to better deal with external stimuli. This is not an opposition.

Even the current training of strengthening instincts is still to better control strength and respond to external changes with faster response.

The burst of power should be to deal with external changes. If the power cannot be controlled perfectly, blindly driven by instinct will lose control of the power.

Training that seems to be opposite is not opposite.

After understanding this, Ge Zheng felt relieved.

It turns out that the purpose of all this is to control

strength.

First control yourself, then control the power exerted by the outside world on yourself.

After resting all day, late at night, Ge Zheng started running with a weight again, and Ma Shangfeng stopped sleeping. He just shook the palm fan and brought waves of cold air to dispel the heat. From time to time, he changed the load on Ge Zheng.

After thinking it through, Ge Zheng trained more seriously.

Progress takes a process, there is no success that can be achieved at will, only constant sweat.

"It's good to be young, I'll do it all the best, which reminds me of the midsummer 1137,522 years ago..."

Ma Shangfeng turned into a nostalgic and nagging old man, narrating his glorious past in Ge Zheng's ear, and suddenly changed the burden on Ge Zheng.

"When it comes to loading weight, I remembered the cold winter of 1,093,851 years..."

Ge Zheng was about to go crazy, and he complained in his heart: "You have a good memory. You remember so clearly in every year, month and day."

Ge Zheng felt that Ma Shangfeng must be making up stories. He was just too bored, otherwise who would remember the past so clearly? Even if the emperor's soul power was extremely powerful, he would have lived for more than a million years and some memories should have been blurred.

On the first day, Ge Zheng's progress was obvious. His deepest footprints were one foot before, and today he left the deepest footprints only seven inches.

At the end of a hundred laps, when Ge Zheng quickly climbed the nine steps, then took one step and stood firmly on the tenth steps.

The training effect was very obvious, and the pressure exerted on him at the tenth level was not as obvious as yesterday.

At the eleventh step, Ge Zheng raised his right foot but could not fall. The powerful resistance spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

There was resistance under his feet and pressure on his body. The power between the two was clearly distinguished and not offset. Ge Zheng staggered and fell down from the ladder.

"What the hell is this? There is repulsive force under your feet?"

"So, your reaction to external forces is not fast enough. A repulsive force in the soles of your feet will shake you away. Keep cheering, and there is still time."

Ge Zheng patted the dust on his body and climbed the ladder again.

Originally, all the pressure was applied to the body, but a wave of resistance suddenly rose on the eleventh step. Ge Zheng, who was devoted to dealing with the pressure, could not react?

This time, when Ge Zheng knew that there was a ghost, he was prepared in advance.

After taking one step, Ge Zheng fell down from the tenth step again.

"Damn it! Why isn't it resistance?"

This time the power came from the front, and Ge Zheng thought it was still the resistance under his feet, so he was directly shocked to death again.

"Silly disciple, if the ladder remains unchanged, you can't get on the ground with precautions. You are really naive. The power of this eleventh level is completely random, and it is possible at all angles and forces."

Ge Zheng didn't believe in evil, so he stood up and climbed again.

"Bang!"

He was hit hard to the ground again. This time the force was very light. He just touched Ge Zheng's forehead lightly and his center of gravity fell from the ladder without steadily.

"Disciple, you are not right. Don't think about how to resist that force. You should think about where the power comes from and respond as soon as possible so that you won't be knocked away."

Say it, do it.

Even though he knew that the eleventh level was changing, Ge Zheng still couldn't climb it after working hard for more than an hour, and he didn't even step up a single foot.

Until the bell rang, Ge Zheng was still thrown to the ground.

"You are not responding to changes in the outside world quickly enough. Keep training. It is impossible for you to reach the eleventh level in your current state." Ma Shangfeng's understatement made Ge Zheng crazy.

"It's impossible that you let me try it!" This time Ge Zheng said it directly without hiding what he was in his heart.

"This is not to let you adapt first, confront your master, and reward you with a thunder." After saying that, a thunder fell from the sky and landed accurately on Ge Zheng's thunder.

Ge Zheng, who was chopped and covered in darkness, was so angry that he could not cry. What could he do if he had such a master?

The weight of his body was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and Ge Zheng was about to vomit blood.

Just now, the power of luck resisted the weight, but the weight on his body suddenly disappeared, like a punch on the cotton with all his strength, making people feel uncomfortable and want to go crazy.

When it is light, it is just about to relax but suddenly becomes heavier. The feet directly stomp the rocks under their feet, leaving a deep footprint.

Under such torture, Ge Zheng finally completed the task of running with a load after seven hours.

"Oh, the results are not very good today. Yesterday your deepest footprint was only seven inches, and today it is still seven inches. I guess you still can't reach the eleventh level."

Ma Shangfeng shook his palm-leaf fan, extremely leisurely.

Ge Zheng didn't believe it, and he couldn't reach the eleventh level even though he worked hard for a day.

But sometimes reality is so cruel. Ge Zheng worked hard for several hours but failed to climb the eleventh step, and was even thrown into dust.

"Come on, my disciple, your road is still long!"

It was actually a good result to reach the tenth level in more than a month. It took Ma Shangfeng himself two months to reach the tenth level.

The only difference is that Ma Shangfeng didn't know the secret of the ladder at the beginning, but now he knows that he has formulated a cultivation plan for Ge Zheng based on the characteristics of the ladder.

One day, two days... five days...

On the fifth day, Ge Zheng finally climbed the eleventh step. At this time, he was running with a heavy load, no matter how the weight of his body changed, his footprints would not exceed five inches deep.

It took him only one day from one foot to seven inches, from seven inches to five inches, but it took him six days.
Chapter completed!