Dragon Ball God Mu

　　 In the early morning, the brilliance of the morning light shone on the earth, and the hazy fog was still filling the depths of the Daqing Mountain.

　　 In the col formed by two mountain peaks, the green branches sway with the wind, and the leaves rustle in the air. In this open field of vision, any disputes seem insignificant.

　　 Crackling, like the sound of frying beans broke the silence, accompanied by a burst of low and broken air, the tranquility of nature also became a little bit fine.

I saw in a clearing in the woods, a tall young man was supporting his feet on the ground with full strength. He was half-bowed, supporting with difficulty, and seemed to be under some kind of huge pressure. The sound like that came from the hard ground under the feet of the boy.

　　 In front of the boy, a girl with dark green hair floated over three meters above the ground.

　　 Her hair was slightly curled, and her beautiful face was still a little childish. At this time, the girl's whole body was shining with crystal clear green light, and the pressure on the boy came from the emerald green light.

　　 "Mexia, continue to increase the pressure!" Mu Yang took a breath, his expression firmly instructed Mexia.

　　Mexia looked at Mu Yang sweating profusely, his small face hesitated for a while, and he whispered softly: "Brother, it's almost that way."

　　 "It's okay, increase the pressure!"

　　The voice is still so firm.

"Oh!" Seeing that he couldn't persuade her brother, Mejia pouted, raised her hand and continued to exert pressure on Muyang, as Mejia's whole body exuded a faint green light. The pressure on Mu Yang's body suddenly became stronger.

　　嚯! The tremendous pressure passed, Mu Yang's body suddenly sank, his mouth was trembling, and his legs trembled.

　　 "Reluctantly...I can bear it."

　　 Muyang held a tremendous force, but he was still able to hold it.

　　In this era of underdeveloped technology, if you don’t take a little practical approach, then even if it takes a few years, the growth rate will not necessarily be so obvious. Mu Yang has a clear understanding of his aptitude, which should be considered good among the people on earth, but he is far from reaching the level of genius. In addition, the potential of the people on earth cannot be compared with those powerful cosmic races. If you don't rush to practice, you will sooner or later disappear in the trend of the times.

　　 So since a year ago, he has consciously tied weights to practice.

　　 Later, after he discovered that Mejia’s super powers were actually the motivation for reading, he ingeniously asked the other party to use super powers on him...

　　Using superpowers as a means, it also achieves the purpose of increasing the pressure on oneself.

　　 Relying on the patience of dripping water through the stone, it strengthens the body little by little.

　　 Although this method seems to him to be primitive, it is more reliable, because there are almost no shortcuts to polishing the body.

As for whether the developing body will be encouraged by excessive external oppression, he was a little worried at first, but he always has to be a little adventurous in doing things, and he wants to succeed without taking any risks. Where is the world? Is there such a cheap thing?

　　 Judging from the original plot of Monkey King and Klin’s practice of tying sandbags at a young age, it does not seem to have caused any adverse effects. Uh...I think about it carefully. It seems that Klin was very short in the end. I don't know if it was due to heredity or being squashed during development. Isn't the earth people suitable for this kind of over-squeezing cultivation method? Anyway, Monkey King, who has Saiyan blood, doesn't have this problem.

　　 Muyang thinks it over clearly, so take some time to try it first, if there is an adverse reaction, he will stop decisively! He didn't want his handsome body to be less than 1.6 meters in the end!

　　 As a result, after a few months, Mu Yang found that in addition to his appetite greatly increased, he was growing up in his adolescence, and he was not affected by the weight at all, which made him put his worry into his stomach.

　　 Then I entered a more extreme practice...

"Huh!" He let out a long breath, feeling the soreness coming from all over the body, Mu Yang took a look at Mejia, and he is here today. He naturally understands the truth that he can't pass it. It is obviously an arrogant performance to be an iron hit, and it may really break the body.

　　 then signaled that the other party could stop.

　　 Mexia was instructed and immediately removed her superpowers, and as the green gloom dissipated, the anti-gravity hair was also scattered.

　　 Muyang stood on the spot to regulate his breathing. After a while, the soreness disappeared little by little.

　　 He turned his head back with a smile, and said to the greatest hero: "Thanks for your hard work today, what reward do you want?"

　　 Mejia smiled, and said in a crisp voice: "Really, then I want my brother to prepare a barbecue for me. There are so many delicious things."

　　 Thinking of the meat that was roasted golden and crispy, and the unknowing seasoning sprinkled on it, Mejia felt that her belly was protesting, and her saliva flowed down.

　　 is really a simple little guy.

　　 Muyang glanced at Mexia, and readily agreed.

　　 "Okay, today, the brother himself will barbecue for you and let you have enough."

　　 "Mum." Mejia smiled with narrowed eyes.

At this time, on the other side, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Mejia’s father Issaf was hidden behind a sea of ​​forest. He quietly watched Muyang and Mejia’s practice, nodding his head with a relieved smile from time to time. Then his body flashed and disappeared quickly.

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In the martial arts building of 　　 Tianxinliu, several elders of Tianxinliu are getting together to discuss the cultivation of disciples.

　　 "There are not many medicinal materials in the inventory. If people are not arranged to enter the primitive mountains to collect them as soon as possible, the children's medicated baths will be interrupted starting next month."

　　 was talking about a middle-aged woman with black hair, who looked about forty years old. She is one of the six Tianxinliu disciples in Issaf's generation, responsible for the allocation of resources within the genre.

　　 "It's gone so soon?" The man next to him was surprised.

　　 "A dozen disciples are consumed together, can it be slow?" The middle-aged woman retorted with her eyes widened.

　　 The man stuck his throat and stopped talking in a jealous manner. This is where their genre is different from other genres, and the consumption of resources is too fast.

　　 But again, the benefits of doing so are also obvious, and it can lay a more solid foundation for the disciples.

　　 "Yura, how many days can the remaining resources last?" As the head of Tianxinliu, Ishav asked.

　　 A middle-aged woman named Yula opened the warehouse records and said: "If you save a little, you can last ten days, but the pressure behind is a bit heavy, and more than half of the resources will be cut off after a month."

After listening to this, Issaf gently tapped his fingers, and said in a deep voice: "The cultivation of the children can't be stopped, so let's go, Sith and Carl will work hard for two days. You will lead the team into the depths of the original mountains and add new Resources." As he said, Isaaf glanced at Sis and Carl on the side.