A Grueling Training

　　Early in the morning, a thin pale covering the summit of back hill, suddenly a muffled thud of a body being crashed sound in the breeze.

　　In a grove on the summit of the back hill, Xiao Yan stands with his feet stuck in the mud like two stumps and his toes clenched to the ground. With his teeth clenching and cold sweat on his forehead, he wears a pair of shorts, almost naked. There spots of blue bruises on his body.

　　Behind Xiao Yan, Master Yao who has transformed into the soul state, was sitting on a boulder, and now he is looking at Xiao Yan, who is hanging there with his teeth clenching, and then he wave s his hand in a solemn face.

　　As Master Yao waves his hand, a beam of red battle Qi fiercely burst out from Master Yao's palm and heavily hits Xiao Yan shoulder like a whip, immediately leaving a long blue bruise there.

　　Violently twitching the corners of his mouth, Xiao Yan can't help gasp, feeling that his shoulders have gone numb and a burst of pain flow straight into his mind. Facing this intense pain, Xiao Yan goes even weak in his feet, almost can falling to the ground.

　　After the intense pain, a thin battle Qi quickly flows in his body, under the stimulation of pain, his battle Qi seems to be more dynamic than usual, flowing through the Qi paths and acupuncture points on his shoulder, and a feeling of both warmth and coolness slowly seeps into his bones and muscles, strengthening them imperceptibly.

　　"Again!" Can't wait for the pain on his shoulder to fade, Xiao Yan says with his teeth gritting, and his face is full of persistence and stubbornness.

　　Looking at Xiao Yan who is gritting his teeth and bears his blow, Master Yao squeezed out a smile of relief on his dry old face. Nodding slightly, a beam of red battle Qi again shoot burst out from his palm.

　　"Bang, bang, bang ..." muffled sounds and painful grunts keep bursting out from the grove.

　　Master Yao refrains from really hurting Xia Yan in each attack, and his every attack is within the reach that Xiao Yan can withstand, which won't cause serious injuries to Xiao Yan, but will make him really painful.

　　The pain that Master Yao's battle Qi struck on his body made Xiao Yan 's small face twist with pain.

　　There are more and more bruises on Xiao Yan's body as Master Yao waves his hand.　

　　"Bang!" Another beam of battle Qi shot out, and Xiao Yan, who stands like a wooden stake, finally reaches his limit, and his legs go weak, almost limping. On the ground

　　Puffing for a while, Xiao Yan wipes the cold sweat off his forehead, and he raised his head and smiles with difficulty, "How about this time, sir?"

　　"Very good, today you have endured 84 times of battle Qi whippings, much better than the record of 8 times one month and a half ago." Smiling, Master Yao nodded, and there is a touch of imperceptible admiration in his old eyes, in this period, the toughness Xiao Yan has shown has been beyond his expectations. For example, originally he thought 79 times of battle Qi whipping would be Xiao Yan's limit, but he endures actually 84 times, which is really make him admire.

　　Hearing Master Yao 's words, Xiao Yan bursts out a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground for a while to rest until he regains feeling in his body. Slowly he climbs up, taking off his clothes from a stone and putting them on.　　

　　When he is dressing up, the clothes touch the bruises on his body, and Xiao Yan can't help grimacing with the pain.

　　With his body twisting, Master Yao flashes into the black ring like a light, leaving a concern that he has been said many times: "Hurry back to put your body in the foundation-establishment liquid, otherwise the bruises inside your body will make you seriously injured!"

　　Nodding understandingly, Xiao Yan puts on clothes and slowly walks down the back hill.

　　...

　　Back to his room, Xiao Yan can no longer stand the pain. Quickly closing the door and windows, then he again took off his clothes and jumped into the wooden basin with green water.

　　The cold green water stain on his skin where bruises are spotted, Xiao Yan immediately gasps with relief, feeling as if in the paradise, so slowly he closes his eyes, lying in the wooden basin without moving.

　　Softly leaning on the edge of the wooden basin, Xiao Yan's rapid breath gradually turns smooth, and finally a muffled snore blur out from his nose. After a painful torture, Xiao Yan can no longer endure the double exhaustion of the spirit and body, falling into a deep sleep.　

　　During the time Xiao Yan slumbers, the green water slightly billows, and a trace of mild energy flows through the open pores into Xiao Yan's body, washingf the hideous bruises, and meanwhile helping his body that has reached its limit today.

　　Xiao Yan keeps slumbering, and his body is being strengthened imperceptibly.　　

　　While strengthening and repairing Xiao Yan's flesh, the green water in the wooden basin, surprisingly, is getting dilute, obviously it is about to lose its potency.

　　...

　　Unaware about how long he has slept, Xiao Yan only knows that when he woke up, the daylight has brightened up the whole room.

　　Stretching his body lazily, with his bones crackling, Xiao Yan raises his head and felt the vitality and fullness in his body, can't help crying out: " I feel really good!"

　　Standing up from the wooden basin, Xiao Yan suddenly freezes and finds that the liquid in the basin, which was originally green, has completely turned into clear water.

　　" Has its potency all been absorbed?" Rubbing his nose, Xiao Yan shakes his head helplessly, and suddenly he seems to remember something, slowly closing his eyes with delight, he carefully senses the condition of battle Qi in his body.

　　A moment later, Xiao Yan opened his eyes, with his palms clenching, he bursts out a laughter of surprise: "Finally I achieve the fifth rank of battle Qi!"