Lord of the Star Ocean

Fist into the marrow!

Nie Feng practiced boxing in his previous life, from the cultivation of bright energy to dark energy and then to the complete transformation of energy, it took a full twenty years.

Twenty years of perseverance, in exchange for a pair of invincible iron fists, made him the undefeated reputation of the ultimate martial arts master, and in this life, he returned to his former peak in just three months.

The great achievement of transforming strength is equivalent to the penetration of fist intent, but at the same level, the power that Nie Feng can display is ten times or even dozens of times stronger than in his previous life!

Because the previous life was the end of the martial arts era, no one could break through their own limits, including Nie Feng.

But in this world, his martial arts path has just started!

At this moment, Nie Feng believed that it was not purely a coincidence that he came to the Star Sea World, but that there was a magnificent existence in the dark who heard his prayer and gave him the chance to be reborn.

A chance to become stronger!

Taking a deep breath, all the hairs on Nie Feng's body tightened, every inch of muscle under the skin trembled silently, the pure star energy traveled between the bones and tendons, and the internal organs were as solid as stone!

He is like a tight bow, ready to explode with deadly power at any time.

But Nie Feng did not vent this power.

The essence of the boxing not only means that he has reached a state of perfection in the practice of the True Shape Tiger Boxing, but also means that his control of his own power has entered a new level, and he can control it freely with his heart, which has laid a solid foundation for the supreme martial arts.

Going up further, that is the fist.

It's just that it's more than ten times more difficult to go from entering the marrow to entering the mind than entering the tendon to enter the marrow. It is an essential promotion, and there is no previous life experience to learn from. Nie Feng estimates that he may not be able to achieve a real breakthrough within a year or two.

Therefore, if he wants to continue to strengthen his basic strength, he must start from other aspects.

Standing quietly in the small courtyard for a while, Nie Feng returned to his room to take a bath and change clothes after he calmed down his breath.

Putting on a leather robe sewn by Ye Qingniang herself, he told his sister-in-law and left for Wangyou Tavern.

As night fell, it was the best time for business in the tavern.

A few days ago, Nanyuan City had just had a snowfall. Recently, the temperature has dropped sharply. It is freezing cold outside, and it is especially cold at night. The ordinary residents of the city are all huddled at home and guarding the stove.

But there are always people who can't stay at home. For example, the hunters who have entered the winter break have nothing to do, so they gather in small groups in the tavern, order a few dishes and a pot of wine, and then they can talk and chat for a whole day, or play with the wine girl and listen to the broadcast of the star music box, so as to pass the boring time.

So the business in the Wangyou Tavern was exceptionally good. As soon as Nie Feng got off the taxi, he could hear laughter and laughter coming from inside. The bursts of noisy sounds gave people a familiar and warm feeling.

This young master...

A thin figure suddenly jumped out from the alley next to him, knelt down in front of Nie Feng, and begged in a sobbing voice: Please do me a favor, give me some money, my father is about to die!

He didn't frighten Nie Feng, but startled the pack horse next to him. The animal neighed and raised its front hooves, almost causing the carriage to lose control. Fortunately, the driver quickly pulled the reins quickly, so no disaster happened.

The little bastard is courting death!

Kong Wu's powerful coachman was not a good tempered man, he stared and yelled, and without thinking about it, he whipped his whip at the other party to vent his anger.

ah!

The little beggar screamed and closed his eyes in horror.

But the whip that whizzed through the air did not hit his thin body, and was held by Nie Feng's hand.

Nie Feng said lightly: Forget it, he didn't mean it either.

The coachman treated the little beggar like a vicious man, but he changed his face towards Nie Feng and said flatteringly, Your Excellency is really kind!

Nie Feng threw him a silver coin.

The coachman caught it swiftly, nodded and thanked him repeatedly, and then drove the carriage away.

The little beggar was still kneeling on the ground, and he didn't know if he was frightened out of his wits. If the whip had been pulled hard just now, it might have killed half of his life.

Nie Feng shook his head, and threw him a silver coin: Take it and buy something to eat.

As the New Year approached, Nanyuan City became much more lively, and there were a lot more beggars on the streets, but they were mainly concentrated in the north and west of the city. Begging was not allowed in the east and south of the city.

This little beggar is clever, and the probability of getting money by guarding the door of Wangyou Tavern is much higher than that of other places.

The silver coin hit the bluestone slab on the ground, making a crisp and pleasant sound, which made the little beggar wake up from a dream, and hurriedly reached out to grab it, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Thank you, master...

He said timidly, with a look of hope in his frightened and dark eyes, as if he wanted to say something more, but he didn't dare to say it.

Nie Feng ignored him and walked towards the tavern.

Unexpectedly, just after he took two steps, the little beggar chased after him: Master!

Um?

Nie Feng frowned involuntarily—does he still have to push forward?

He is neither a villain nor a saint. He can do good things to accumulate virtue, but he will never abuse his good intentions.

Unhappy in my heart, an invisible momentum was released.

The little beggar was even more terrified, with tears in his eyes, and begged: Master, are you a Star Warrior? Can you give me a pill, my father is dying, and the doctor said that only healing pills can save him.

I... you, you give me a healing elixir, and I am willing to be your slave and servant for the rest of my life!

As he said that, he knelt down and kowtowed to Nie Feng, his forehead hit the stone slab with a bang!

After knocking a few times, blood oozes from his forehead.

Nie Feng looked at him coldly and asked, What's your name?

The little beggar kowtowed heavily, raised his head and said, Su, Su Wan...

Nie Feng thought for a while, reached into his arms and took out the medicine box, took out a healing pill and threw it to the other party: Take it.

He has cultivated into a primordial spirit, and his perception is extremely keen, so he judged that the other party was not lying, so he gave a elixir, which is considered to be a good deed to the end.

This Healing Pill was exchanged from the Star Tower, and it was worth one star point. It was an unattainable item for ordinary people. Of course, if you have money, you can also exchange it through other means, but it must be expensive.

The little beggar was in despair at first, but he didn't expect that Nie Feng really gave him a pill, so he was stunned.

When he woke up again, he found that Nie Feng had already entered Wangyou Tavern.

The little beggar took the elixir tremblingly, seeing Nie Feng's disappearing back, his expression was very complicated.

After a while, he quickly got up from the ground and rushed into the dark alley.

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