My life of martial arts training

The two came to the room, and Cen Junzhi took out a milky white jade pendant from under the quilt.

"This is it."

Before Shen Yuan took it, he felt an extremely familiar aura slowly entering his body. It was the source of chaos!

He was overjoyed. He didn't expect it to happen. He thought to himself, "It seems that the Cen family is really destined to me."

"But why is the absorption speed so slow?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly. The absorption before was like a tide, and it poured into the body all of a sudden.

But this jade pendant is like squeezing toothpaste, flowing out little by little.

"What, what's the problem?" Seeing Shen Yuan's expression, Cen Junzhi felt a little uneasy on his face.

"Nothing, Junzhi, can you lend me this jade pendant for a few days?" Shen Yuan's mouth curled up slightly. Although it flows slowly, as long as it contains the 'source of chaos', it is a good thing.

"This..." Cen Junzhi looked embarrassed. Cen Qianrou had always protected this jade pendant very well. If she knew...

But thinking that he was going to surrender to the other party, and it was just a piece of jade pendant that was not very valuable, he nodded; "Okay."

"Thank you. I'll send it back in a few days." Shen Yuan put the jade pendant into his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the steady flow of breath.

It's best to be able to absorb it without holding it, otherwise it would be troublesome to hold it in your hands every day.

"Brother, come out and take medicine." Cen Qianrou shouted from outside.

"good."

After the two came out, they saw a bowl of thick black soup, still steaming, placed on the table.

Cen Junzhi's face twitched when he saw the bowl of soup. It tasted very fragrant, but when he took it into his mouth, the taste was hard to describe.

"You drink slowly, I'll go back first."

"Brother Shen, I'll drop you off."

"good."

Although the sky outside is gradually darkening at this time, unlike outside the city, the alleys outside are brightly lit, and almost every house has firelight shining out from the house.

Shen Yuan quickened his pace and soon returned home. He took off his coat and began to examine the jade pendant he had obtained.

"Huh? After half a cup of tea, it has only absorbed 6%." He frowned slightly and carefully looked at the jade pendant in his hand.

The jade pendant is round in shape, as if it were made of pure, white jade, with a smooth surface and no flaws.

"If you crush it, will it speed up the process?" Shen Yuan touched his chin and thought to himself.

"Forget it. If it gets damaged, the 'source of chaos' inside will also disappear. There will be no place to cry."

After thinking about it, Shen Yuan put it away. There was no rush now anyway, so he would absorb it slowly.

"bring it on."

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, concentrated his attention, put all his attention on [Rainbow Stone Fist], and then hit it hard.

Buzz! !

The source of chaos began to decline sharply, from 134%...128%...108%, and finally settled at 104%.

Then a cloud of gray air suddenly appeared in Shen Yuan's body, which was the source of chaos!

But this time the source of chaos is completely different from the last time. The purpose is very clear. It is divided into two streams and flows to the left hand and the right hand.

Shen Yuan looked at the raised skin on his arms with an expressionless expression, as if there were two mice crawling unscrupulously inside his body.

When the 'source of chaos' came to the hands, it exploded violently, spread out to the hands, and merged into the hands.

"Huh?" Shen Yuan groaned, and an itching feeling was like a tide, constantly emerging from his hands, stimulating his nerves.

The itching disappeared quickly, but what followed was an even more intense pain.

He felt the blood in his hands begin to flow rapidly. The speed of this flow had exceeded the limits of flesh and bone.

If the speed of flow before was like that of a normal person, now it is like getting in a car and starting to drive very fast.

Originally, at this flow rate, Shen Yuan's hands would have exploded long ago, but under the protection of the 'Source of Chaos', they were safe.

The blood in the body is like two knives, starting to drastically transform the bones, flesh, blood vessels, and meridians in his hands.

Fingers connected to the heart, this transformation was more thorough than before, and the pain was more intense. Shen Yuan controlled himself tightly, and at the same time circulated the qi and blood in his body, trying to alleviate the itching.

But the blood in his hands was like a wild horse, completely uncontrollable. At the same time, his hands began to turn red, and under the light of the fire, they actually glowed coquettishly.

This state lasted for about thirty breaths before gradually fading away.

"Huh." Shen Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of hot breath. At this time, his forehead was covered with sweat beads and his back was wet with sweat.

He didn't care about the sweat, but raised his hands and began to look at it carefully.

"Is this?" Shen Yuan frowned slightly. He felt as if his hands were bound by something, but under the light of the fire, his hands were empty and there was nothing.

He picked up the towel on the side and wiped his left hand.

Suddenly, Shen Yuan found that his skin began to shift, and the skin on his wrist was actually rubbed onto the palm of his hand.

"Could it be?" Shen Yuan gently lifted up the weird skin and took it off, just like taking off a glove, taking off a thin layer of human skin that was full of toughness.

The same goes for the other hand.

"Is this a snake shedding its skin?"

Looking at the identical palm skin, with the fingernails of all ten fingers connected to it, Shen Yuan felt very strange. He pulled it with some force, but it didn't break.

"Put it away first, this is one of my few 'souvenirs'." Shen Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, put the skin of his palm on the side, and began to look at his hands carefully.

His hands were slender, the previous calluses had disappeared, the skin became delicate and shiny, and the lines were clearly visible.

It looked like a pair of women's palms, soft and weak.

But Shen Yuan clenched his fists and could clearly feel the power contained in it.

He took a palm-sized piece of wood from the side and squeezed it gently in his hand.

"Crack."

Shen Yuan slowly opened his palms, and the wood in his hand had turned into a pile of sawdust; "The strength of my hands has at least doubled, I don't know how hard it is."

This is ironwood, which is as hard as pig iron. It is a peculiar tree.

Throw the sawdust into the trash can, pick up the kitchen knife you usually use, and scratch it hard on the back of your hand.

The kitchen knife is like scratching on hard cowhide, leaving only a mark, but soon, the mark disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ordinary weapons are no longer effective against me. I wonder what fine weapons are like."

Shen Yuan came to the bedside and squatted down. He fumbled under the bed and then took out a long knife wrapped in black cloth from under the bed.

This knife was exactly what Wu Sandao had before. After removing the black cloth, a cold light flashed across the blade.

But the curled edges on it destroyed the unique beauty of this knife.