Wu Mayan and Fu Dong bulged their eyes and held their breath, observing Li Yao's reaction anxiously.
Many tall and brawny men in the Furious Bears Tribe were already crying and begging for mercy the moment they applied one fifth of the standard spiritual gas to them.
With an indifferent face, Li Yao blinked his eyes and looked at them calmly.
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong looked at each other in bewilderment. They stood on their tiptoes and looked at the pressure gauge on Li Yao's bracelet. Hearing the shrieking sound of spiritual gas from the joints, they asked in confusion, "Yes. It's one third standard pressure. What's going on, Uncle Sand Scorpion? Did you not feel anything?"
Li Yao shook his head.
It was not that he did not feel anything. He felt that ten thousand feathers were brushing his veins softly, making him feel numb. But it was also like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, dispersing before he was satisfied.
Fu Dong gritted his teeth and turned the gear again. One standard pressure!
Li Yao frowned. This time, he finally sensed that feeble air currents flowed into his body from his wrists and ankles and flowed among his veins and nerves.
However, the air currents were so feeble that he felt like scratching an itch through his boots. Instead, they triggered the hunger deep inside his veins.
"You still feel nothing? Do — do you feel no pain? "
Wu Mayan was dazed. He recalled that when he was subjected to one standard pressure for the first time, he felt that his skin was being peeled off and his veins cramped. It was so excruciating that he almost jumped to the ceiling!
Fu Dong was somewhat surprised, too. "Your breathing and heartbeat are normal. Your eyes are clear, too. You must've been trained with True Qi Locks before. Am I right? "
Li Yao shook his head emotionlessly, indicating that he had forgotten.
Wu Mayan's eyes suddenly shone. He exclaimed, "That must be it! Uncle Sand Scorpion must've been an expert in a certain tribe. You must've been trained with True Qi Locks before. That's why you can bear such pain! "
"Does it hurt?"
Li Yao did not think so at all.
In Ou Yezi's memories, he had been through inhuman torture countless times in order to practice the ancient arts of refining.
The Thousand Fingers Soft Bone Technique, for example, required him to break his finger bones repeatedly until they were completely shattered and healed with secret drugs.
There were some cultivation methods. They even had to put their hands into boiling potions to repeatedly boil them until their skin split and their flesh turned into mush. After it recovered, it was cooked until it was soft. This process was repeated over a dozen times, and only then could it grow the most tender skin and flesh. He cultivated his perception to the extreme.
His' Thousand Tempering Hundred Refining 'was honed from his repeated sparring sessions with Ding Ling Dong. Ding Ling Dong was merciless in her attacks, causing him to feel excruciating pain in his bones.
In order to improve the sensitivity of his hands and increase his hand speed, he had once carried out the cruelest training with Purple Ring Sword Ants!
As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart. The pain of dozens of Purple Ring Sword Ants gnawing on his fingers was too much for him. It was just a slight feeling.
He even thought that such pain was not stimulating enough and fed the Purple Ring Sword Ants with highly toxic substances just to increase the level of pain.
How delightful! The more painful it was, the faster it would be!
In Li Yao's perception, the pressure of True Qi that was only twice as strong was like being stung by a blade of grass. It was nothing at all. It was more like an itch.
He did not like the feeling that was neither painful nor itchy.
Therefore, he simply extended his hand and twisted the adjustment gear hard. The pressure was increased to five times the normal pressure.
"Hiss!"
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong gasped at the same time, but there was no time for them to stop him. Both of them were bewildered.
Li Yao grunted. He felt that his spiritual gas was flooding into his veins like scorching magma, which finally caused a certain degree of pain!
This kind of pain was something he would taste every time he started to warm up. The familiar feeling made the corners of his mouth curl up slightly, and he grinned.
He was finally in the zone.
Li Yao half narrowed his eyes, as if he were enjoying a sumptuous meal. He continued adjusting the valve and increasing the pressure of True Qi. Six times, seven times, eight times …
In the observation room next door, Xiong Wuji and Sha Yulan were dumbfounded. They almost stuck their faces to the glass window, unable to say anything for a long time.
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong were not clear about Li Yao's background. They thought that he had been trained with True Qi Locks before and could accept what they were seeing.
But the two of them were very clear about what was going on! Li Yao was a Cultivator from the Flying Star Sector himself. How could he bear such excruciating pain for the first time?
Seeing that Li Yao had adjusted the pressure gauge to more than ten times the normal pressure, Xiong Wuji was somewhat lost. He looked at Sha Yulan in confusion and said, "Didn't you say that the training methods of the Cultivators from space are gentle, fair, and peaceful? But look at him. He doesn't seem to be 'fair and peaceful' at all. Look at his face, he seems to be enjoying it!"
Sha Yulan was dumbfounded, too. She mumbled, "I don't know. I've never seen such a weird Cultivator before!"
"Hu."
Li Yao eventually fixed the pressure at thirteen times the normal pressure. He exhaled a long breath, which was not much milder than the spiritual gas leaking out of the joints of the magical equipment!
His limits were much higher than that. But since it was his first attempt, it was better not to be hasty.
The muscles all over Li Yao's body bulged. Thick veins covered his entire body like green dragons baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. His face was as indifferent as before. Except for the occasional twitch of his eyes, there was not the slightest indication that he was in excruciating pain!
Li Yao was focused on the map of capillary meridians that had just been imprinted into his brain. He looked inside his body and extended his spiritual threads, too, while he guided the spiritual gas that was rushing into his body to the capillary meridians precisely.
He was opening up the meridians and creating a thousand Conception and Governing Vessels!
Wu Mayan was dumbfounded.
Right now, he could withstand fifteen times the normal pressure, too. But after the pressure reached ten times the normal pressure, the excruciating pain as if thousands of ants were gnawing at his heart would be too excruciating for him. Even though he could manage to calm himself down, he was still grimacing and screaming while he was training. There was no way that he could be as calm as he was right now.
"Uncle Sand Scorpion, are — are you not scared of the pain?" the resolute young man could not help but exclaim.
Li Yao ignored him. Focusing his attention on sensing the thousands of streams of spiritual gas running amok inside his body, he felt that it was not enough. Therefore, he simply walked to the training equipment in the corner.
He had his own daily training plan and did not need other people's guidance.
Li Yao warmed up casually with a barbell weighing eight hundred kilograms first. Then, he lifted his legs and ran at full speed for three minutes to warm up his body. Then, Li Yao officially began his training.
Swoosh!
His left arm turned into a grey shadow and lashed out like an iron whip. Wind immediately burst out, and a cyclone appeared in front of his fist. Two explosions echoed on the target. The first one was the explosion of the fist, and the second one was the sound of the fist hitting the target! BAM!
BAM! BAM!
The interval between the two explosions was very short. The deafening noises echoed in the spacious training room for a long time, as if two Wolf Fangs had exploded one after another.
"Spiritual gas fills the capillaries and veins. When I punch out, I feel that a tide is flowing out of my fist. This feeling is indeed refreshing!"
Li Yao grinned. He recalled the days when he was in the old training field of the Crimson Nimbus Second High School and the days when he 'gave up' while wearing a special training vest under the guidance of Mr. Sun Biao in the old training field of the Crimson Nimbus Second High School.
The days of excruciating pain were particularly vivid in his memory. They were like a cup of bitter, cold wine that could be turned into the hottest stream when it was poured into his stomach!
One punch, one punch, and one punch after another.
Li Yao was carrying more than one thousand kilograms of weight. Violent spiritual gas was running amok inside his body as he began his daily training.
He enjoyed the pleasure of tearing every muscle fiber, capillaries, and veins after each punch and mending them crazily with his spiritual energy, making him even stronger.
Before he knew it, he had left two deep marks on the iron target in front of him.
Li Yao took a deep breath and finally stopped. His unprotected fists were dripping blood mixed with sweat and dripping beside him.
He raised his head and checked the time. An hour had passed while his spiritual energy was surging.
Wu Mayan was dumbfounded. Watching him train for an hour, he stammered, "Uncle — Uncle Sand Scorpion, are you done with your training?"
Brutal! He was definitely a super brutal man!
The longer the spiritual gas expanded the veins and veins, the more painful it would be!
Normal qi-trainers could only bear the expansion for more than half an hour before they had to stop and take a rest. He did not expect that Uncle Sand Scorpion would be so patient as to persist for an hour!
Li Yao shook his head and waved his hands, indicating, "I'm out of gas."
"What!"
Wu Mayan and Fu Dong were both shocked. "Eight advanced True Qi balloons have been used up in only one hour?"
…
Li Yao stayed in the training room for five whole hours. Apart from the half hour he spent crazily consuming food, the rest of the time was devoted to the training of the highest intensity, ravaging the barbells and iron blocks that weighed more than a thousand kilograms to the point that they were clanking loudly.
He consumed forty-two advanced True Qi balloons. In the end, the pressure of his spiritual gas was increased to seventeen times the normal pressure!
Even Fu Dong, the manager of the training room who had seen a lot of things, was greatly shocked, not to mention Wu Mayan. He forgot everything that happened in the test field the day before and worshipped Li Yao as if he were a god of war!
After the training was over, Li Yao did not go back with Wu Mayan.
It was because Fu Dong told him that somebody was waiting for him on the fourteenth floor below ground.
Xiong Wuji.
The deeper they went, the fewer traces of man-made structures there were. When they reached the fourteenth floor, it was like a natural underground karst cave. Deep passageways led in all directions, and on the rough walls of the cave, there were large iron doors.
BAM! BAM!
Countless ferocious beasts seemed to be caged deep below the ground. They were bashing the thick iron gates hard.
Roars that sounded like the primeval beasts were leaking out of the gaps below the iron gates and raging in the deep pathways, making everybody's eardrums itch.
"This is the most special training room in the temple of techniques. Only the experts who performed outstandingly in the first test are qualified to enter this place!"
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