Practicing martial arts is too difficult, so I choose to defeat others

[After one year of skill, you start to practice Tianpeng Body Washing Technique, hoping to improve your qualifications through Tianpeng Body Washing Technique]

Wei Fan's basic skills and understanding can be said to be the worst among the gods.

Without the panel, he wouldn't have gotten this far.

The outside world has always called him an innate evildoer, but in fact, these are just a combination of panels and skills.

Now that we have reached the divine realm, Heng Lian's innate advantages are actually not much left.

Apart from his supreme power, his tyrannical physical advantage has disappeared.

Today, during his fight with the Peach Tree Demon, his fist was shattered, which was unbelievable in the past.

In the past, he used his tyrannical body to defeat the masters of higher realms at lower realms.

Although the Peach Tree Demon has lived a long time and his body has been tempered like a divine weapon, he still feels that his strength is insufficient.

The hardness of the body has been tempered, but the strength seems to be unable to keep up.

[With fifty years of skill, you still seem to understand Tianpeng Body Cleansing Kung Fu, and have not yet fully understood the true meaning of the technique]

Wei Fan frowned slightly. After fifty years of practice, he still hadn't fully understood the Tianpeng Body Washing Technique.

However, this martial arts is indeed different from the martial arts he has obtained in the past.

In previous martial arts, there were visualization diagrams of the soul, meridians and acupuncture routes, and mental methods.

But Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique does not have these things at all, only a bunch of obscure mental formulas.

But he wasn't in a hurry. No matter how obscure it was, he still couldn't understand it after thousands of years of skill.

In fact, it doesn't take that long.

Tianpeng Body Wash itself is a martial art used to change qualifications. There is a certain threshold, but it does not require extreme qualifications to practice it. If you really have top qualifications, people will not need to practice your Tianpeng Body Washing Technique.

…

[A thousand years of skill, practicing day after day, reciting the mental formula silently with my soul, suddenly I felt a shock all over my body, a warm current gushed out from my limbs and bones, my whole body felt like soaking in hot water, an introduction to Tianpeng Body Washing Technique]

Wei Fan was overjoyed, his body glowed with golden light, and all the flesh, flesh, and bones in his body vibrated crazily in the heat. Even his Dantian, acupoints, and sea of ​​consciousness began to tremble.

Then start expanding!

Yes, only expansion.

The Dantian, which could only hold one hundred years of skill, began to grow in size, as did the acupoints.

Relatively speaking, the speed of expansion of the sea of ​​consciousness is extremely slow.

This hot current seems to have indescribable divinity, and wherever it passes, it can turn decay into magic.

His underlying potential is increasing, and layers of dark stuff are beginning to be discharged from his body. It is as if the whole body is being refined, removing the junk and retaining the essence, as if the factors that affect the potential have been removed, and under the action of the heat flow, only those high-quality things are left.

…

[With one thousand three hundred years of skill, your Dantian can hold one hundred and twenty years of skill, doubling your potential]

[Two thousand one hundred years of skill, your Dantian can hold 140 years of skill, twice the potential]

[Two thousand nine hundred years of skill, your Dantian can hold one hundred and sixty years of skill, triple your potential]

[Three thousand seven hundred years of skill, your Dantian can hold 180 years of skill, quadrupling your potential]

[Forty-five hundred years of skill, your Dantian can hold two hundred years of skill, increasing your potential five times]

[Forty-six hundred years of skill, Tianpeng Body Washing Technique can no longer refine and improve your body]

[Tianpeng Body Cleansing Kung Fu (Perfection)]

[Normal skill: 28300 years]

[Soul Power: 30 years]

Wei Fan stopped because his potential could no longer be improved, and continuing would be a waste of effort.

Of course, this does not mean that Tianpeng's Body Cleansing Technique is no longer useful to him, but that the potential he can improve in the divine realm has come to an end.

Once he breaks through the divine realm and reaches the martial master realm, Tianpeng Body Washing Technique can still continue to cleanse his body.

"It's scary. The five-fold increase in potential is not the end. Breakthroughs can continue to improve in the future."

Wei Fan was moved.

The Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique is indeed terrifying. Not to mention a sinister person like Master Fu, even people who are more righteous than him may not be able to withstand the temptation of the Tianpeng Body Cleansing Technique.

With this kind of martial arts, let alone martial master, a stronger state is not empty talk.

"Pfft..."

He casually tore it off on his body, and layers of old skin fell off, revealing gleaming skin.

This is not the kind of glow that occurs when he is operating his true power, but a spontaneous phenomenon.

He has no real power at all, and the power of his mind is also shrinking in the sea of ​​consciousness. But at this moment, his body is like a magnet, and the power of heaven and earth automatically swarms in.

Of course, the benefits don't stop there. The increased potential means that it will become easier for him to temper his body.

Just like now, even if he has not practiced the Purple Black Martial Arts Code, the power and intensity of his physical body are slowly increasing.

On a deeper level, due to the improvement of the root bones, the speed of growth of the soul also increases.

There has been no improvement in strength, but it will become easier for him to improve his strength in the future, especially the physical body. The potential has been increased by five times, which means that the skill required for tempering has also been reduced by five times.

Now his understanding is not as good as that of a genius like Long Xueyi, but his basic skills are definitely comparable to Yan Yun.

"Improve your strength!"

Closing his eyes, Wei Fan began to add the Purple Black Martial Arts to temper his body, and spent the whole night practicing.

The next day, Wei Fan washed up and went out, and happened to meet Ning Xuan who was also going out.

The man's face was serious, he hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands and said: "I have seen the commander-in-chief in my humble position!"

Wei Fan temporarily takes the position of He Taixian, and Long Xueyi is the third commander. Now this matter has been spread by the Demon Suppressing Division.

Wei Fan smiled coldly, and the power of his will pressed down from the void: "To talk to the commander, you should kneel on one knee!"

Bang!

Under the huge pressure, Ning Xuan half-knelt on one leg uncontrollably, and he grimaced in pain: "Great commander, I was wrong..."

Wei Fan then retracted the power of his will and asked Ning Xuan to stand up: "You guy, it seems like it was just yesterday when I first saw you, I didn't expect you to have become the commander..."

As the first person to know Wei Fan, Ning Xuan did not change at all because of Wei Fan's identity.

The two walked a few steps, and Ning Xuan came over and said: "By the way, today is the day of Brother Su's funeral. Senior sister and I are all going. Do you have time? Xuerong has been absent-minded recently. If you have time, go and comfort her."

Su Guangwen, the first person he met when he entered the Demon Suppression Division, the most impressive thing was his love for Su Xuerong, and he was killed by the demon on the battlefield to save Su Xuerong.

Su Guangwen died, Su Xuerong must be uncomfortable.

Wei Fan nodded gently: "Okay! But today, Commander He Taixian is also going to the funeral, and I have to go on behalf of the Demon Suppression Division. I will go to the He family first, and then to Xuerong's family."

After walking for a while, the two separated.

Wei Fan arrived at the commander's office and found that the deputy general Deng Boyong was already waiting there.

Deng Boyong stepped forward and bowed: "I greet Commander Wei!"

It was not the first time the two met. When Wei Fan first went to Qingyun City, he fought side by side with Deng Boyong.

After putting down his hand, Deng Boyong continued: "Commander Wei, you can set off!"

Today, He Taixian's funeral was held. Not only Wei Fan had to represent the Demon Suppression Division, but Deng Boyong and other deputy generals, lieutenants, and other former subordinates of He Taixian who had no official duties had to go.

They were more or less taken care of by He Taixian, or taught martial arts, so they should go for both reason and emotion.

Under the guidance of Deng Boyong, Wei Fan quickly got on the carriage and rushed to He Taixian's house.

……

Su City, Su Family!

The Su family is not a big family in Su City. It is barely a third-rate force. The strongest person is an old ancestor of the first level of heavenly man. It took the whole family to buy a demon pill to build such a heavenly man martial artist.

Of course, this is relative to the first- and second-rate forces. The third-rate forces are already considered big families in Su City, and they are the existence that ordinary people look up to.

There is a heavenly ancestor, and there are dozens of other cave warriors in the family. They run restaurants, mines, medicinal materials, weapons and other businesses. They are no worse than the Han family that was destroyed by the Demon Destruction Division before.

Today, the Su family came and went because Su Guangwen, a member of the family, died in the battle of Qingyun City and was handling the funeral.

In front of the gate of the Su Mansion, guests came in and out to pay their respects, and people sent condolence cards from time to time.

Another card was handed in, and the housekeeper of the Su Mansion opened it casually. Just as he was about to open his mouth to read the content of the card, he suddenly froze and looked up hurriedly.

In front of him was a handsome young man and a... lieutenant in armor.

A lieutenant from the Demon Suppression Division!

He was sure that he had not mistaken the armor.

The lieutenant was accompanying him, which meant that the content on the condolence sticker was true.

"Wei Fan, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division, came to offer condolences..."

The housekeeper of the Su Mansion shouted in a trembling voice.

He did not know how many times he had shouted today, and few people paid attention to who he was calling.

But this time was different. As his voice sounded, the guests coming in and out stopped, their faces full of surprise.

Wei Fan, the commander-in-chief of the Demon Suppression Division, actually came to the Su family to offer condolences to Su Guangwen.

For a moment, you could hear a pin drop around you, and even the crying in the inner room suddenly disappeared.

Su Guangwen was just a red-clothed demon-suppression guard in the Demon Suppression Division. It was considered a face-giving by the Demon Suppression Division to have a lieutenant come, but it turned out that the commander came in person.

It was such an honor for the commander to offer condolences.

Wei Fan stepped into the Su Mansion, and saw a group of people from the Su family running over in a hurry: "Welcome Commander Wei!"

Wei Fan looked around, but did not see Su Xuerong: "No need to be polite."

A middle-aged man stepped out of the team and said in a shameful tone: "How can I be so worthy of the trouble of Commander Wei to come in person!"

Wei Fan then realized that he was Su Xuerong's father, and shook his head and said: "Uncle, there is no need to do this. Brother Su and I have known each other for a long time and fought side by side. It is only right for me to send him off... Please lead the way and take me to burn incense for Brother Su."

The guests and friends of the Su family were all shocked. Su Guangwen was actually a friend of Wei Fan?

Under the guidance of Su Xuerong's father, Wei Fan quickly arrived at the mourning hall and burned incense for Su Guangwen.

After burning the incense, Wei Fan turned around and saw Ning Xuan had appeared here.

"Uncle, please go and greet the others. I will take Commander Wei to find Xuerong."

Ning Xuan took Wei Fan to the side hall. Li Fengyi, Peng Mingjie and others were all there. Su Xuerong's eyes were red. When she saw Wei Fan, her tears flowed down again.

"My condolences. If your brother knew about this, he wouldn't want you to be so sad..."

Ning Xuan asked him to comfort Su Xuerong, but when he really faced her, he found that he had very little to say.

He didn't like to talk much, and he didn't have many words to comfort people.

Su Xuerong sobbed and nodded: "Thank you for coming..."

Wei Fan shook his head, sat down and picked up the teacup, and asked Deng Boyong to sit down as well.

But he was a commander of a general, and he was a personal guard outside. How could he be on an equal footing with Wei Fan? He stood behind Wei Fan with a knife, making Ning Xuan and others feel very uncomfortable.

This was a general, and he was an upper-class person in Sucheng. How could they have the nerve to sit when others were standing?

This is also outside. If you meet a general in the Demon Suppression Division, you have to bow before leaving.

Wei Fan also noticed that everyone was reserved, including Su Xuerong, who was a little uncomfortable.

They could face Wei Fan calmly, after all, they had fought together and grew up with Wei Fan, but Deng Boyong was different.

Seeing this, Wei Fan was about to leave, but suddenly heard the angry voice of Su Xuerong's father outside.

"What are you doing here? The Su family doesn't welcome you!"

Du Haiping smiled playfully: "Uncle Su, this is not the way to treat guests. I am here to pay my respects to Brother Su Guangwen. How can the Su family drive guests away?"

Su Xuerong's father was furious. He looked like he was here to pay his respects. "You want to see the grief of the Su family? You have already seen it. Du Haiping, get out of here right now. Today is the day of my son's funeral. The Su family doesn't want to do anything."

Du Haiping looked at the angry faces of the Su family and felt happy: "Uncle Su, what are you talking about? I just came here and haven't seen enough. Where is my sister Xuerong? Call her out so I can see how she cries..."

The naked provocation made the Su family grit their teeth.

Su Xuerong's father clenched his fists, and his breath surged, as if he wanted to do something.

Du Haiping showed a disdainful expression: "Uncle Su, do you want to do it? You'd better think clearly about my identity before you do it, or ask your ancestor for instructions before you do it..."

His pupils suddenly shrank, and the rest of the words were choked.

I saw several people coming out of the side hall not far away, one of them was particularly conspicuous, wearing the armor of a lieutenant general of the Demon Suppression Division.

Isn't Su Guangwen a red-clothed demon-suppression guard of the Demon Suppression Division? How could someone of the level of a lieutenant general appear at his funeral.

What shocked Du Haiping even more was that this lieutenant general seemed to be standing respectfully behind a young man like a guard.

Commander?

Only the commander of the Demon Suppression Division could make a lieutenant general so respectful.

"That man is Wei Fan, the new commander of the Demon Suppression Division!"

Du Haiping instantly understood who the young man was.

Wei Fan, the family-destroying demon Wei Fan!

This family-destroying demon actually came to the Su family.

In an instant, Du Haiping's arrogant aura disappeared. In front of the commander of the Demon Suppression Division, he was looking for trouble at the funeral of the fallen soldiers of the Demon Suppression Division and gloating over their misfortunes.

This was a self-destructive act no matter how you looked at it.

Like a mad dog quickly tucked its tail between its legs, Du Haiping wanted to leave.

Wei Fan waved: "Come here!"

Du Haiping's body stiffened and his scalp numbed, but he still walked in front of Wei Fan.

"You beast, my brother is dead and you still won't let him go!" Su Xuerong glared at Du Haiping.

Du Haiping didn't dare to speak at this time, and he was already sweating: "Hello, Commander Wei, may I ask what you want?"

Even though Wei Fan looked kind, his calves were trembling.

Everyone knew that Du Haiping had kicked down the steel plate.

Wei Fan said expressionlessly: "Tell me who you are, how dare you gloat over the fallen soldiers of my Demon Suppression Division."

Du Haiping said with a stiff face: "I am a disciple of Sun Jinglin, a martial master in the Divine Realm. I hope that Commander Wei will forgive me for my offense for the sake of my master. I... I won't dare to do it next time!"

As soon as these words came out, all the guests of the Su family showed curiosity. Sun Jinglin, a martial master in the Divine Realm, was a master who broke through on his own. Would Wei Fan, the God of Killing, give Sun Jinglin face?