Chapter 40 Practicing boxing at night, unexpected visitors
Ding!
Obtained the first two levels of Tiangang Divine Fist.
Ding!
Obtained the first three levels of Tiangang Divine Fist.
After exhausting the basic Bajiquan, Su Ye successfully upgraded the Tiangang Divine Fist to the first three levels.
The golden booklet was full of flowing light, gorgeous but not gaudy, simple and profound, and the four characters "Tiangang Divine Fist" were written in a majestic and magnificent manner.
The font contained a domineering and amazing boxing intention. After staring at it for only one second, Su Ye's chest was stuffy and he quickly moved his eyes away.
"...What a domineering boxing method!"
Su Ye was secretly shocked, and then he became more excited.
The more terrifying the boxing manual is, the more it can prove the extraordinary boxing method
If it is really as described, it has the power to shake the gods, that would be great.
"To upgrade one more level, you need more than a thousand books, a total of more than two thousand books."
"To obtain the first six levels, you need eight thousand books."
Thinking of the value of the ninth level, Su Ye couldn't help but shake his head secretly, nearly 100,000 books.
He has hired more than 30 people now, and it would take a hundred days to copy the book.
"…If I can't practice it, wouldn't I be working in vain?"
Well.
He really wants this divine martial arts.
After all, the more advanced the boxing skills are, the more stringent the conditions for practicing them are.
If the Tiangang Divine Fist cannot be practiced, "Thunder in Troubled Times" is also good.
It is a ninth-grade superior martial arts, and it is also thunder-attributed, and its destructive power is also amazing. Su Ye is not greedy.
And when he breaks through the divine realm, he can also find a way to evolve it into a divine martial arts.
Swish -
as the golden book opened, a golden light instantly sank into Su Ye's mind.
After a few minutes, receiving the information transmitted to his mind, Su Ye suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Wonderful!"
Su Ye's eyes were bright, and in just one word, he expressed his excitement and comfort.
There are nine levels of Tiangang Divine Fist.
The first three levels focus on integrating external forces to bless the fist power.
How much power can be restrained by the body and martial arts together, how much energy can be gathered, as long as you can bear it, there is no upper limit in principle.
As a synthesis version of "Thunder in Troubled Times", "Heavenly Fist" is best at thunder attribute, which can break the physical limit and burst out with terrifying power.
The point is that he can practice the first three levels!
"I can't bear the power of thunder in the sky for the time being."
"But the power of thunder and lightning on the ground seems to be in front of me!"
The young man grinned harmlessly, and his refined eyes were full of evil smiles.
It seems that he has not seen the power of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit...
What a pity!
It's such a pity!
Thunder attribute is not one of the seven basic attributes, but its destructive power is the attribute closest to the power of destruction.
In fact, the fire attribute can also practice the Heavenly Fist, so how can Su Ye settle for second best?
Leaving the suite, Su Ye couldn't wait to come to the backyard of the hotel. The room was closed and not suitable for practicing internal skills.
Outside the small square was a forest, and outside was a wide green space.
As the most upscale hotel in Baojian City, in addition to basic services, a comfortable landscape environment is indispensable.
Su Ye found a secluded location by the lake.
Under the bright moonlight, the water surface shimmered silver, and the waves hit the shore, sometimes gently, sometimes heavily, like the sound of piano keys.
Buzz -
on the shore, Su Ye's body was flooded with a silver-white glow, which was exactly the same as the moon in the sky, without temperature, light and abstinent, but with an inexplicable chill in the heart.
"Repair the four rivers, connect the positive branches, and rush to the Taiyin..."
"The Taishi is the union of yin and yang, mixed into one, and from one comes form..."
Suddenly, two streams of energy, one white and one black, slowly gathered towards his arms in Su Ye's chest, which was the Yin-Yang Wuji Gong.
Yin-Yang Wuji Gong originally cultivates Yin-Yang Qi, which are the purest and most primitive two forces that can shape everything. It is the right method for the Tiangang Divine Fist that needs to transform into an external image.
As the Yin-Yang Qi gathers in the arms, the two forces begin to converge to the same place under the action of the Tiangang Divine Fist's mental method.
As time goes by.
Gradually, Su Ye's right arm seems to become transparent.
A pure white vein flickers like a gossamer, which is very magical.
Swish!
Su Ye's body exudes rolling heat waves, his posture moves, his fists are sometimes fast, sometimes slow, like a dragon dancing on the shore, rumbling.
The boxing method seems calm and ordinary, even the leaves have not been shaken, but the lake water hitting the shore is getting more and more urgent, as if a hurricane is about to hit.
"This guy doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and is actually practicing here?"
Under the tree, a burly young man crossed his chest with his hands and looked at this scene with a strange expression.
Duguyan left, and their training plan was temporarily stopped. He couldn't sleep and planned to come to the lake to practice, but he didn't expect to see this scene.
Shimo, the younger brother of Shi Mo who was defeated by Su Ye.
Soul skills?
No!
Could it be... self-created soul skills?
Even more wrong!
He didn't even release his martial soul, it should be just a way to practice boxing!
"But this fist is so weak, is it useful to practice it?"
Shimo raised his sandbag-sized fist, grinning proudly and showing his steel teeth. You don't need to see to know that his fist is powerful.
If it were him, he would not practice such a soft fist if his physical strength was so abnormal.
What's the point of practicing boxing when a punch can solve the problem?
Huh?
Feeling something was wrong, Shimo suddenly focused.
Looking up, I saw a huge fire dragon illuminating the night, roaring and rolling towards him.
"Fuck!"
Shimo's pupils exploded, and he burst into a swear word in shock, and quickly used the black tortoise martial soul to defend himself.
Feeling the horror of the flames spreading from the fire dragon, Shimo felt a chill in his heart.
Fortunately, the fire dragon only brushed past him and landed in the lake.
Tick-tock -
a drop of cold sweat dripped quickly from his forehead, Shimo's legs became weak, and his heart and liver were trembling.
Behind him, the calm lake surface suddenly rolled up huge bubbles, and the water was boiling.
Boom!
In the huge roar, a flame erupted like a volcano, instantly breaking through the lake surface, splashing tens of meters of huge waves. The
flame heat wave covered the lake surface like a huge net, spreading nearly fifty meters before stopping, and a white smoke "mushroom cloud" was slowly rising from the lake surface.
"..."
Shimo's neck shrank, and he was splashed by the lake water as if he was cast into a fixed spell, and he stood there motionless.
The pupils of the pair of bull eyes trembled, and the fear was about to burst out.
It was like a primary school student who had done something wrong, with an extremely clear and well-behaved look, and he stood there in a daze.
"It's you!"
Su Ye narrowed his eyes coldly, obviously recognizing who the peeper is, Shi Mo's younger brother, who seems to be called Shi Mo.
"Yes, yes, yes!!"
"It's me! It's me!"
As if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, Shi Mo nodded like pounding garlic, very obedient, "I also came here to practice, I didn't expect you to be here too."
"I... I don't have any other bad intentions."
Shi Mo moved his head to the side. He admitted that he was hasty. The small fist in front of him was indeed very hard.
If Su Ye was half a foot closer, his head would burst like a watermelon.
"You said... practice?" Su Ye frowned, and murderous aura surged on his face. He ran here to practice in the middle of the night. Are you sure you are not peeping?
Shi Mo hurriedly explained: "My martial spirit is the black tortoise, and it would be more appropriate to practice in a water environment."
Hearing this, Su Ye suddenly realized and slowly put down his fist. If he was peeping at martial arts practice, he would not be polite.
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