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Chapter 2 I feel like I'm going to fly

In the following period, Mu Yang continued to test his speed and explosive power, and the data he obtained surprised him. Although he was not very skilled in controlling this body, his physical fitness was far beyond his previous life, and such a result had already made him very satisfied.

"Anyway, the quality of this body is really scary." Mu Yang thought happily.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, his brows frowned, and a sharp tingling pain began to spread, and his brain seemed to have turned into a broken paste.

Afterwards, it seemed like he was in a whirlpool, and the memories of the two worlds were mixed in the brain, and fragments of pictures gathered into different fragments and flashed in his consciousness.

This is the memory of this body.

"Muyang, the sky flows...Daqingshan."

Tianxinliu is located on the edge of the Daqingshan Mountains. Further into it is the towering mountain range that stretches for hundreds of kilometers, including some very dangerous wild animals.

After spending some time to sort out his thoughts, Mu Yang gradually calmed down.

There is no doubt that he has indeed traveled through time, but he has not figured out whether it was soul penetration or reincarnation. In short, most of the memories of this body have been received by him, but these memories are usually buried very deeply and messy, and he still needs to discover them further.

Just like what I blurted out before, calling Mexia a "baby", it is a subconscious conditioned reflex.

After wandering around the yard for a while, Mu Yang returned to the house, then rummaged through the cabinets, trying to find something that could trigger his memory.

But unfortunately, the room was very simple, and Mu Yang didn't find anything useful.

However, when he opened the drawer, he found a mirror. From the workmanship of the mirror, he judged that he did not live in ancient times.

It’s not the case in ancient times. For him who was used to modern life, he could not accept the inconvenience in ancient times.

After making an expression at the mirror, Mu Yang grinned and laughed.

Mu Yang's appearance appeared in the mirror, with black hair and eyes, straight and clear facial features, which meant his face was thin and his spirit was slightly depressed. This was because of the first recovery from the serious illness, but this did not affect his handsome appearance. If you take a good condition, you would be a standard handsome guy.

"He's pretty handsome."

Mu Yang kept nodding in the mirror, and he was very satisfied with his current situation.

He has good kung fu and handsome appearance. He is still a big disciple of the same genre. He has a status. With such conditions, Mu Yang feels that this wave is stable and is definitely a good starting point. Even if it is not the protagonist's treatment, as long as he does not encounter a family massacre, or "involves in the villain mode" to make a desperate enemy of the protagonist, it is no problem to just live a life of death.

But how could Mu Yang have only such ambition? As a time traveler, I would be sorry for his identity if I don’t do anything, right? But all of this will only be done after he has figured out the pattern of the world. That is the time for him to show his ambitions.

"Senior brother..."

Just as Mu Yang was fantasizing about a better life in the future, a long and crisp cry of oriole came from far and near. Mu Yang heard the sound and walked to the yard. Sure enough, after a while, Mexican's small figure appeared in front of him again, and there was a burly man next to her.

The man had a beard on his face, messy hair, and his clothes were very simple, but his whole body exuded a compelling aura, especially his bright eyes, which made people dare not look directly at him like a hawk.

The moment he saw the person in front of him, Mu Yang immediately recalled the other person's identity in his mind.

He is the head of the "Tianxinliu" martial arts genre, Mesia's father, Azafer, and Mu Yang's current body teacher.

"Teacher!" Mu Yang bent down slightly and greeted him sincerely.

Azafer nodded to Mu Yang and asked with concern: "How is it? You just woke up. Are there any other places in your body that are uncomfortable?"

Mu Yang shook his head.

Seeing this, Azafer pressed different positions on Mu Yang's body with his hands. After confirming that there was no serious injury, he reminded: "There is nothing serious in the body, but he was overdrawn before. Remember to take good care of himself. When practicing martial arts in the future, remember not to work so hard. Our "Heavenly Flow" focuses on solid cultivation of the essence. The body is the foundation of nourishing the vitality in the body."

"...You practice so randomly, you will only go against the main theme. This time you have good luck and will only cause physical losses. Next time you will not be so lucky."

Of course, Mu Yang couldn't remember the mystery of "Sky Heart Flow", but he couldn't show it in front of Azafer, so he had to nod.

"In the future, I will ask Mexia to supervise your cultivation. There are not many people in our school, and we will rely on you to pass on it. As a senior brother, you must set an example."

"Disciple knows." Mu Yang could only nod and train obediently, while Mexia smiled beside him.

After seeing him, Azafer told him to take good care of his health, and then left. Tian Xinliu was supported by Azafer. He had several other disciples who needed guidance and had no time to delay here.

After Azafer left, Mu Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Although Azafer had just stood there, the strong sense of oppression still made him feel panicked.

This is probably the aura of a warrior.

He raised his eyebrows, Mu Yang bit his lip and turned around to see Mexia, who was tilting his mouth and giggling.

"Baby, you seem to be very happy?"

"Where is it? I didn't laugh. Senior brother, you must be confused." Mexia immediately put away her smile and said seriously.

Mu Yang glanced at her a few times, but didn't say anything, which made Mexia feel a little discouraged.

"Okay, I just laughed for a while..."

Mu Yang hummed twice and stopped looking for Mexia's faults.

...

In the next ten days, Mu Yang slowly conditioned his body under the care of Mexia. Finally, when he recovered his body, he also learned the practice of "Tianxin Flow" from Mexia again.

Since there were already scattered memories in the brain, Mu Yang, who was "on the road again", quickly mastered the method of Tianxin Flow.

So far, Mu Yang and Mexiya are still very basic in their practice. According to Issafer, the early practice of "Tianxin Flow" is laying the foundation. After the physical training is well tempered, you can only get access to more advanced content later. In short, it is a method that is difficult first and then easy.

Thanks to the foundation laid by the body, Mu Yang did not struggle much after taking over, and he quickly integrated what he had learned before.

A month later, Mu Yang, who had completely become familiar with his physical condition, began his normal practice.

As a martial arts school, all the disciples of Tianxinliu live a semi-seclusion life, and the territory they live in is located in the green mountains, far away from the hustle and bustle of the mortal world.

Behind the Daqing Mountain is the primitive mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles. The primitive mountain range has no specific name, but there are countless dangerous creatures hidden in it. The edge can be used as a place for training, but without the guidance of the teacher, the disciples of Tianxinliu were ordered not to go deep into the depths of the primitive mountain range.

One day, the sun is bright and the wind is bright.

In the courtyard.

Mu Yang sweated and practiced his boxing skills continuously, practiced basic movements, fisted, raised his legs and kicked horizontally, and adjusted the strength of his body muscles in the continuous movements. Every practice made him feel a complete transformation, and made progress visible to the naked eye, making Mu Yang enjoy it.

Drips of sweat dripped from the bridge of the nose, and countless cyclones were suddenly triggered during the cyclones. These cyclones rubbed against the air flow in the air, and suddenly the sound of shocking "peng", "peng" and "peng" sounded.

Mu Yang's body was also moving very fast. He quickly turned his body, and several blurry afterimages appeared in the air, just like the speed that Mexia showed that day, but Mu Yang's speed seemed to be a little faster than Mexia.

After a while, Mu Yang calmed down the air flow and stood there to adjust the breath in his body.

The early practice of Tianxinliu gave him a feeling that it was like practicing martial arts secrets. He was obsessed with this, and a warm air flow gradually formed in his body.

This airflow is said to be the vitality cultivated by Tianxinliu martial arts, which has the effect of nourishing the body and breaking potential. Mu Yang doesn't know how much it is, but judging from his current performance, it is obvious that Tianxinliu martial arts is indeed very unique. If he travels to the martial arts world, his current power is no worse than that of a warrior in the innate realm.

This is just the result of his practice for more than a month, and he will definitely become more powerful in the future.

Involuntarily, a trace of splendor flashed in Mu Yang's eyes, and his eyes became more determined. He felt that he was about to fly up,???!(??????)??!
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