Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Mu Xiaoye

Ye An gritted his teeth and continued to move forward.

4002, 4003, 4004...

He had an important purpose for everything he did. He didn't check the information last night for nothing.

Ye An didn't think about breaking the record. He wasn't arrogant enough to break someone else's perfect record at the beginning of the fourth realm.

Besides, that "someone else" was the fourth generation of the human king!

If his record could be easily broken, would he still be worthy of the title of the human king?

But it's not that he won't break it. At least he has to wait until his realm is improved.

Ye An had other ideas. He wanted to practice two very important abilities here!

Control the extreme state.

Mobile combat power accumulation.

These two will not bring him an improvement in realm, but will make his combat power soar straight up and enter a higher level.

Especially the mobile combat power accumulation, which is Ye An's trump card!

Power accumulation requires a high degree of concentration on one's own body and mobilizes the fist intention.

In mobile combat, your attention cannot be on yourself, but must be on the enemy!

There is only one way to practice mobile combat power accumulation - develop muscle memory, so that this lazy body can mobilize the fist intention automatically under his command.

The training method is also very simple.

When you can't concentrate, force yourself to accumulate power, keep trying, keep failing, repeat 30,000 times, and you will have a chance to succeed!

As the owner of the dream, he knows very well how difficult this is.

He tried to train his mobile combat power accumulation in dreams.

But he gave up after trying more than a dozen times.

Because when he suffered too much pain and his attention was distracted, the dream dissipated on its own.

This shows that his dream has a limit.

He can't create pain beyond his ability to bear in his dreams.

So his extreme state control and mobile combat power accumulation have been delayed.

Now, the Suzaku Stage is a very good training place.

Ye An was a little nervous.

To practice these two skills, the pain you have to endure is not even enough for your talent.

How difficult is this?

But it's just nervousness, and there's still some excitement.

Come on!

Ye An continued to move forward, letting the high temperature continue to polish his body!

At this moment.

His body was scorching hot, and everything in sight seemed to have been distorted by the high temperature.

The temperature of Suzaku brought him an extremely sour experience, which made his concentration scattered and his brain confused.

So, if he started to try to accumulate power at this moment, it would be effective training.

But it was not enough.

He had to train and accumulate power under the dual pressure of high temperature and extreme state.

There is a truth that goes like this.

If you can get a 90-point effect in normal training, the actual combat may only get a 70-point effect.

If Ye An wants to get a 90-point effect in actual combat, the difficulty of training must exceed the full score and reach 110 points!

Twelve o'clock noon.

He reached the 4100th step, and burn marks appeared on his body.

Ye An's eyes were scattered, his back was hunched, and he walked forward numbly.

Half past twelve.

4200 steps.

His legs were trembling faintly, and his hair was sweating, covering his face and making his eyes unclear.

Above, Suzaku frowned slightly.

4200 steps, which has exceeded the average level of Ye An's current realm.

He is currently 16% of the fourth realm of martial artists.

The corresponding step is 4160.

Standing on this step, his training efficiency is the highest.

But he is still moving forward. Does he really want to break the record?

Half past one.

It took Ye An an hour to reach the 4300th step.

His face was full of pain, and he couldn't help squatting down to take a breath.

At this moment, he felt that his body was like a furnace, and the sun's light became cool, because I was hotter.

Only then did he gradually realize how terrifying the record of the fourth generation of human kings was.

He reached the 5295th step in the fourth realm. Every time he promoted a major realm, the comprehensive strength of this person would double. If he used the infinite evolution liquid, there might be a decimal point after the multiple.

The same is true for the Suzaku step.

When it reaches 5000 steps or more, the heat will double directly.

Ye An thought, can he step on it?

Suddenly, he looked back at the foot of the mountain, but the clouds were so thick that he could no longer see the scenery below.

It must be uncomfortable to roll down from such a high place.

Let's not think about the 5000 steps for now.

Take a breath and climb another 100 steps, and you should be able to activate the limit state!

Ye An took a few breaths and continued to move forward!

When he reached the 4350th step, he suddenly raised his head and frowned.

I saw a figure walking down slowly.

The other person had flaming red hair, a scar at the corner of his eye, and an extremely arrogant look.

He stood on the 4366th step, relaxed and free, in sharp contrast to the sweaty Ye An.

I saw the other person looking down at Ye An and questioned: "Are you the descendant of the Ye family?"

His voice was hoarse and full of violent breath.

"Who are you?" Ye An frowned and raised his head.

"My name is Mu Xiaoye." Mu Xiaoye said disdainfully: "Climbing 4300 steps and climbing into this ugly appearance, dream? So weak."

"Do you have a grudge against me?" Ye An said indifferently.

"No." Mu Xiaoye shook his head and said, "Descendants of Ye Tianwen."

"I look down on every disciple of aristocratic families equally."

"People like you who have been living in luxury since childhood, with a lot of resources, but can't even climb stairs, should all die."

"You are wasting the resources of this world when you are alive."

"I feel sick when I see people like you."

Ye An said expressionlessly, "I have my name, my name is Ye An."

Mu Xiaoye was very angry, his eyes were fierce, and he said, "Descendants of Ye Tianwen."

"I don't care what your name is."

"I have seen many people like you, eating and using family things, living like an emperor since childhood, and crying and shouting that you live in the shadow of your parents when you grow up."

"How ridiculous!"

"If you don't have the family behind you, you are shit!"

"Just a well-reborn family dog."

"Your name is not even worthy of being remembered by me!"

Mu Xiaoye stared at Ye An with a sneer.

But suddenly, his face changed slightly.

Because Ye An was not angry, but laughed mockingly.

Mu Xiaoye's eyes turned cold: "Are you so shameless? You can still laugh after being scolded like this?"

"Because it's really funny." Ye An shrugged and said, "You hate the disciples of aristocratic families so much, just because you are not one."

"Maybe your childhood was miserable."

"Then you were jealous of those disciples of aristocratic families who lived in luxury."

"Later, you gained a high talent, just like a nouveau riche who got a windfall, arrogant and brainless, vowing to prove that those disciples of aristocratic families are garbage, and only grassroots like you are the real kings!"

"But have you ever thought about one thing?"

"The children of aristocratic families are born well, that's called good luck."

"You have the talent you have now, it's also good luck!"

"You are no different from them at all!"

"Do you think you are insulting me? No, you are just insulting yourself."

"Besides, I'm not a child of aristocratic family."

"What harm do you do to me by scolding me so much?"

"On the contrary, it's really funny to see a fool like you introduce yourself."