Chapter 445 (1/2)

Chen Jie felt a shiver, a burst of blood gushed between his teeth, and something was churning in his throat. Chen Jie felt a burning pain in his chest when he was violently drawn by the trees.

A deep red color appeared on his wheat skin. Chen Jie's body softened and seemed to be on the verge of collapse

After the severe pain, the aura that flows slowly in the meridians runs faster in the body. The wind and thunder power in the aura slowly penetrates into the body, and slowly repairs the injury caused by the trees.

At the moment, his aura seems to be more energetic than usual, strengthening Chen Jie's body slowly.

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Jie was calm and gritted his teeth. His face was full of stubbornness and unyielding.

”Come again!”

Chen Jie roared in his heart.

Then, the giant palm of the spirit power clenched the huge tree again, and it was another fierce stroke towards Chen Jie's body.

Hiding not far from the woods, Qingyan sees Chen Jie practicing so hard, and her little face is full of surprise and impatience.

”Why do you torture yourself like this? Is there anything in your heart that you can't put down...”

Qingyan's eyes twinkle, looking at the resolute figure in the distance, and the way of looking at her mouth.

Chen Jie has never mentioned his family to anyone. He knows what he wants to do and what kind of people are standing behind him.

Qingyan has never taken the initiative to ask. After all, she doesn't care about Chen Jie's identity.

”Bang, bang, Bang...”

The sound of heavy blows sounded in the depths of the woods, accompanied by waves of pain, as if suffering a terrible punishment.

Chen Jie's propriety is OK. He knows how much impact he can bear only by his body. Therefore, every time he hits, he just hovers on the edge of his limit. He will not cause substantial damage to his body, but also enhance the strength of his body.

The hard trees beat hard on Chen Jie's body, and a sharp pain made Chen Jie's face twisted.

Chen Jie didn't use his aura to resist the beating of the stick. Instead, he relied on his body to fight hard. This kind of pain is more unbearable to ordinary people.

Each stroke will leave a deep red mark on Chen Jie's body. Suddenly, a hot pain stabs directly into his mind, followed by the cold waterfall water and a cold baptism.

With more and more strokes, Chen Jie has more and more red marks and mud marks

”Bang!”

It's another fierce blow. Chen Jie is like a rock. Finally, after several fierce blows,

Reached the limit of the body's bearing capacity, legs a soft, off force fell down.

Facing down, Chen Jie's chest heaves violently as he lies on the ground. Chen Jie reaches out to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turns over

”It's such a torment. I can't hold on to it.”

Chen Jie thinks that today's trees have been pounded heavily for about 20 times. It's also a kind of practice to lift hundreds of Jin with aura every time. After 20 times of pounding, Chen Jie's aura is almost consumed.

After thinking, Chen Jie lay quietly on the ground, waiting for his aura to recover.

In the distance, Qingyan in the woods sees Chen Jie stop to have a rest. Her eyes twinkle and she runs towards Chen Jie lying on the ground.

”Hey, wood, how are you doing?”

Qingyan comes forward with a smile on her face. Looking at Chen Jie, her facial expression is distorted. She can't help asking anxiously.