Zhang Xiaojian rushed to the Bank of the Kuroshio cold current, sat down hungrily and tried his best to refine his seventh steel muscle.
It''s a pity that heaven is not beautiful!
Zhang Xiaojian only practiced for one hour this time, and then he was dragged away by Wang Baobao again.
After waiting for another three hours, Zhang Xiaojian rushed to the shore again like a tiger or a wolf.
I was a little lucky this time. I practiced for 2 hours, and then I was dragged away by baby Wang again.
So three times and four times, Zhang Xiaojian''s ruthlessness was stimulated!
"Ma Dan!"
"I don''t believe it!"
"Laozi, I''m going to harden the eighth weight of steel muscle today!"
Zhang Xiaojian roared and roared, holding a fire in his heart!
Today, if he doesn''t succeed in refining the seventh steel muscle, he won''t go!
God, I tell you, don''t cheat the poor youth!
Anyway, one hour can quench 10%. He doesn''t believe that God doesn''t even give him these 10 hours!
It seems that God felt the voice of Xiaojian and pitied him, so the next time was all the time of the Kuroshio cold current riots!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The Kuroshio cold current has been rioting for 12:00 in the middle of the night, but it still hasn''t stopped and subsided.
Zhang Xiaojian''s inner fire was extinguished alive!
Zhang Xiaojian''s face turned green and he did not dare to shout any more: "God, God, would you please?"
"I''m your grandson. I really dare not fight against you!"
"Just be quiet and let me practice. I only need 10 hours..."
God waited until the next morning to hear Xiaojian''s voice, let the Kuroshio cold slowly calm down.
Zhang Xiaojian opens his eyes in a daze. As soon as he sees the Kuroshio cold current calming down, he immediately wakes up Wang Baobao, who is still sleeping soundly. He ties himself a snowstorm bear rope and pulls himself to practice.
On this day, Zhang Xiaojian was very lucky. After six hours of training, he succeeded in refining the seventh iron meat, but the black tide did not break out.
Zhang Xiaojian came back to eat something with Wang Baobao, had a rest, and was ready to continue refining the eighth iron meat.
Thanks to baby Wang, he didn''t have to eat hard dry food at noon and had a warm meal.
Zhang Xiaojian looked enviously at Wang Baobao taking out a big pot, some pots and pans, some ingredients, and a piece of fresh, still dripping blood.
This is the magic of the storage shell. The time and space inside seems to be still.
What things look like before they are put in, what things will look like when they are taken out.
But it can only store dead things, not living ones.
The first time Zhang Xiaojian saw the shell was in the hands of Zhen Xiang, Princess of Taiping. Unfortunately, the woman didn''t show it to him, so he could only see a simple appearance. Later, he saw the real object in Jiang Henian''s hands and held it in his hands.
Unfortunately, Jiang Henian didn''t give it to him. The reason is very simple. Zhang Xiaojian''s strength is too low now.
The storage shell is just like the five grade and six grade armor he gave Xiaojian before. It''s too tempting!
It is too easy for a man to commit a crime if he is not guilty.
Xiaojian''s strength can''t match now. Giving him will only bring him disaster.
Moreover, Jiang Henian advocates no pains and no gains. It''s not a good thing to give Zhang Xiaojian too many things in advance.
As for Wang Baobao and Zhen Xiang, Zhang Xiaojian heard Jiang Henian say that there are always family members behind them to protect them secretly, so there is nothing wrong with them.
"Baby Wang, how big is your storage shell?" Zhang Xiaojian said curiously.
According to the size of the storage shell, from low to high, it can be divided into Chengxi shell, Fuhe shell and Hanhu shell.
It is said that there are higher-level storage shells, but no one has seen them in Yan nationality, so it is not clear.
"About the size of a football field." Wang Baobao thought about it and said.
"Wow, so big?" Zhang Xiaojian was surprised.
The size of the standard 11 football field is 68 meters × 105 meters, an area of 7140 square meters, which can hold too many things!
If you give it to him, he can pretend to be a lot of monsters.
"Yes, Chengxi Chengxi, that is to say, this shell can carry the capacity of a stream."
"My mother saw that I had been carrying a big pot a little hard, so she gave me this shell." Wang Baobao said.
... I am also very hard, can you also let my aunt give me a storage shell?
Xiaojian thought about it but didn''t say it, because he felt that he was just thinking about Farting!
……
After eating and drinking, Zhang Xiaojian began to practice again.
After the seventh iron meat quenching, Zhang Xiaojian stood on the Bank of the Kuroshio cold current and had some resistance.
Taking Diyang pill, in addition to chest, limbs also began to have a warm.
It''s no longer shivering while practicing as before. It looks like a snowman with two shining ice ridges on its nose.
It takes 8 million q-coins, that is 8 million meritorious points, to make the eighth iron meat!
At such a high price, most people can''t afford to practice, except for Wang Baobao, the top rich second generation.
At the eighth iron meat, Zhang Xiaojian also felt that the speed of system quenching slowed down.
The quenching speed of the seventh iron meat is 10% in 1 hour, but under the same position, the quenching speed of the eighth iron meat is 2% in 1 hour!
It''s five times faster!
This really makes Zhang Xiaojian a little uncomfortable!
But forget it, this speed is very fast for others.
So in the next few days, Zhang Xiaojian, like the first day in front of him, crazily sat by the dark and frightening River, practicing crazily.
In order not to let himself think more, Zhang Xiaojian turned his back to the cold current of the black tide, and did not let the black river interfere with his cultivation.
In this way, Zhang Xiaojian''s eighth iron meat process is rapidly upgrading with his time-consuming cultivation and his being dragged back by Wang Baobao.
In the twinkling of an eye, seven days passed.
98%……99%……100%！
Xiaojian successfully quenched the eighth iron meat and entered the ninth!
These days, the Kuroshio and cold current are really violent. It takes a little more time for Xiaojian.
Entering the Ninth level, after Zhang Xiaojian stimulated his iron flesh, his muscles immediately expanded again. One muscle after another was as strong as an old tree!
Zhang Xiaojian has a strong sense, now he is just physical strength, I''m afraid it has been equivalent to his dexterity gun boxing!
"But..."
"It''s a bit ugly!"
Zhang Xiaojian looked at the reflection on the glacier, a little embarrassed.
The muscles swell, but the bones don''t grow, which makes it look like a little bloated muscle monster.
The eighth iron meat was tempered successfully. As soon as Zhang Xiaojian was excited, his body was just like those bodybuilders, and his muscles were very exaggerated and eye-catching.
It''s just that Mr. bodybuilding''s muscles are all piled up by muscle powder. It''s not really kongfu''s strength, but Xiaojian''s.
His muscles are real muscles, as hard as steel!
If the cultivation of jiuzhong copper skin is successful, Zhang Xiaojian will be able to block pistol bullets.
Now eight heavy iron meat, when the general rifle, submachine gun is no problem.
"Ugly is ugly, strength is more important!"
"And it''s good that you can put it away at ordinary times, and you don''t have to bear these terrible muscles all the time."
After successfully refining to the eighth iron meat, the next difficulty Zhang Xiaojian encountered came again.
At this time, he stood on the Bank of the Kuroshio cold current, and quenched systematically for one hour. As expected, the quenching speed dropped again, leaving only five thousandths!
This speed is too slow. I don''t know how to practice until the age of the monkey!
So Zhang Xiaojian knew that she had to try to enter the Kuroshio!
Otherwise, the quenching of the ninth iron meat is too slow!
Now it''s around January 8, and it''s only one month before Chinese New Year.
Promoted to the third grade martial arts, and then had a good year!