Cultivating one method was enough to make a martial artist worry. If one practiced three at the same time, not only would it be a waste of time, but they would also gradually fall behind on an outstanding aspect.
In addition, martial practitioners who cultivated at the same time in the third-rate sects were destined to be exceptionally difficult to cultivate.
Hearing this warrior’s question, the other disciples also looked at Fang Chen curiously.
“Alright.”
The moment Fang Chen’s words fell, he gathered all the strength in his body and fiercely punched out.
The martial practitioners who had provoked Fang Chen, also blasted out a fist. Two fists that contained the full strength of two people, instantly collided together.
“Are you convinced?”
Not long after, Fang Chen followed the Elder Jin and arrived at a large hall. This was the main hall of the body flow, and normally, no one would come here.
“Sit …”
Elder Jin sat on the chair, pointed to the chair by the side and laughed.
Elder Jin took a sip of tea and put down the teacup, his expression becoming solemn, he asked: “Has your body become a sword body?”