In the next few days, Wang Bing seemed less anxious and spent more time meditating in the hotel.

"call!"

As Wang Bing let out a long breath, his slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened.

"It is indeed difficult to break through the four meditations and eight concentrations..." he muttered to himself.

It was a good thing that there were not many people around him when he said this. If someone heard this, they would probably roll up their sleeves and beat him up.

Listen to me, are you talking human language?

You know, after most extraordinary people have crossed the state of "concentration on the boundless consciousness", they don't really need to open their eyes to see things.

Although there are some differences between Taoism and Buddhism, most of them follow this routine.

Look at Zhuge Qing, he has actually overcome this hurdle, so he basically rarely opens his eyes. Closing your eyes may not be a form of spiritual practice.

As for Big Wang, Big Wang should be considered a natural eccentric, with extremely low desires!

Perhaps this is also the reason why he was able to inherit Fenghou Qimen.

And if you count carefully, you will find that quite a few people in the circle have passed the second hurdle.

Xue Fan, Gao Ning and others narrowed their eyes, because their concentration had basically passed the second level.

Zhuge Qing also said when he was in Biyou Village that most of the kung fu actually does not require a high level of concentration. Most people are actually at the first stage, "the joy of detachment from birth and death", and the first level, "the concentration on the boundless space".

Few people in the circle can achieve the "concentration on the sphere of infinite consciousness", let alone the final "concentration on the sphere of nothingness" or "purity of renunciation of thoughts".

But Wang Bing is now stuck at the hurdle of "the state of concentration on the place of nothingness".

"Alas, it seems that I am not yet at that stage!"

He smiled bitterly helplessly. It wasn't that he didn't want to exert effort, but practicing meditation also required a degree of concentration!

Once it goes excessively, it will lead to a situation like Xiao Zizai's, "greedy Zen"!

bite!

The cell phone that Wang Bing placed on the bedside table finally rang, pulling his thoughts away from his cultivation.

Wang Bing took the phone curiously and saw that the person who sent the letter was Shen Chong. His message was very simple, with only a few words, "Li Jing, Zha Ting, done!"

According to the intelligence Wang Bing has found in recent times, Li Jing is a man who urgently needs power to restore the glory of the Li family after his grandfather was killed by Zhang Huaiyi.

And Chating...

Haha, he is just a proud and arrogant person. How can such a person admit his failure?

People in small countries are prone to becoming overconfident and glassy.

After all, even if he is an alien, he has received education in a small country for so many years, and his values ​​have changed subtly!

"It seems that we are just missing an insider..."

Wang Bing said to himself, "But I still need to make Chen Chong restrain himself! Don't let these people become useless when I need them..."

After that, he quickly edited a text message and sent it out.

The other side.

Shen Chong was sitting in the bar above the boxing ring. The pair of glasses on his nose were shining white, obscuring his vision, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

bite!

Shen Chong's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked it up subconsciously, looked at the text message from Wang Bing, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

“Tsk!”

Shen Chong smacked his lips and frowned impatiently, "We still need restrictions...what are you doing..."

but……

call!

The next second, a stream of true energy instantly surged out from the person sitting opposite him and rushed into Chen Chong's body. This true energy instantly made Chen Chong feel refreshed.

Shen Chong narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be enjoying it very much!

"Damn it, why do I feel like the amount of Qi I gain after defeating my opponents recently is getting less and less!"

The man sitting opposite Chen Chong was wearing a baseball cap. His tone revealed dissatisfaction. He stared at Chen Chong fiercely and said, "Are you behind my back?"

"ah?"

This question instantly pulled Shen Chong back from the clouds. He pretended to be innocent, looked at the man in front of him and said, "Li Jing, you are wronging me. We have agreed on whether to borrow or not, and you did it voluntarily, didn't you... Even if you don't give it to me, I can't do anything about it!"

"Stop joking, it's your contract that forces me to repay it!"

Li Jing's eyes were red at this moment, veins bulged on his forehead, and his fists were clenched tightly, looking like he was ready to take action.

Obviously, he was in a state of extreme anger, and his rationality was being worn away bit by bit. "If I find out that you did anything extra to me, I'll be the first to kill you!"

"Don't be angry, Mr. Li!"

Shen Chong pretended to smile bitterly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. He looked at Li Jing and said, "The reason is actually very simple. It has something to do with the person you challenged recently..."

"Look at Chating, this Thai veteran's recent battle record can be described as 'fierce'..."

"Do you think I don't want to?" Li Jing's tone was obviously a few degrees higher.

But the noise in the bar was much louder than his voice.

The men and women in the bar twisted their bodies wildly as if they were on drugs, and did not pay any attention to what Li Jing said.

"My right arm hasn't healed yet. If there was nothing wrong with my right arm, would I challenge those trash?" Li Jing said viciously, with obviously more bloodshot in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, so do you have anything else to say? If you have nothing else, don't bother me while I'm drinking!"

Chen Chong rolled his eyes. If it weren’t for these Qi forces, I wouldn’t bother talking to you!

"snort!"

Li Jing snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass in front of him, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.

Bang!

He smashed the wine glass heavily onto the glass table, but fortunately he controlled his strength and neither the glass nor the table was broken.

"I don't want to stay with you for even one more second!"

After saying that, Li Jing put on his hood again and walked through the crowd, punching a man who was drunk on the way.

"Really? If it weren't for my 'amiable' boss asking me to restrain myself, you would have become a pile of dry bones!"

Chen Chong frowned, picked up the wine glass, and took a gulp, completely ignoring the bar girls around him who were flirting with him.

Outside the bar.

Li Jing kicked a trash can away, gritting his teeth, his face extremely ferocious, and muttered: "Damn Shen Chong, damn Chanon..."

"Yes... and that damn Zhang Huaiyi. Even though that old bastard is dead, why? Why is his grandson an ordinary person?"

"Why would that shitty company make that kind of rubbish rule of 'not attacking ordinary people' when we are clearly the strongest in this world!"

Li Jing, cursing all the way, walked towards his temporary resting place.

He's been throwing a lot of punches these days.

Without exception, all those who fought against Li Jing died at his hands.

What’s even worse is that he is not the only one doing this in the underground boxing ring. Cha Ting and Shi Ge also do the same.

At this moment, Zhao Yingquan, who was sitting in the office, was listening to Xiang Ding reporting to him about what had happened recently in the boxing ring. A big "川" character formed between his brows.

"Boss, four more were beaten to death tonight..."

Xiang Ding looked at Zhao Yingquan with an unpleasant expression and said, "Although our rules on the field are, 'No matter who enters the field, life or death!' But with such a death, I am worried that future boxing matches will not be able to satisfy the desires of those dignitaries..."

Xiang Ding was right.

Once a person gets used to a certain strong stimulation, he will definitely not be interested if you ask him to look back at something slightly more stimulating.

But their boxing ring cannot do without these sponsors. Once the sponsors become greedy, it will be difficult for them to make money!