Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 21 Battle Snowball

Liang De finished the true nature meditation, and returned to the dream that Yuan Tianren had attached to him with the dream return method. After a complete true nature meditation, there were a few wisps of gray, black and turbid breath in the martial arts primordial spirit.

That is the initial condensation, the authenticity that has not yet been fully formed.

Liang De gathered it in one place and moved it to the palm of his hand, forming a cloud of gray-black billowing smoke, like loose ink soaked in water.

"What's the use of this thing?"

"Have you ever had a snowball fight?"

"what?"

Yuan Tianren's old face revealed an expression of reminiscence:

"When I was a kid in the fifth grade of primary school, a snowball from the next class cut me a gash two centimeters deep on my face, and I had dozens of stitches in the hospital. that scar.

Do you know why the snowballs of ordinary elementary school students are so lethal? "

"Uh... Could it be that he looks like an ordinary elementary school student, but in fact, there is a strange neighbor named Dr. Fat House who developed many amazing props for him, including the wind blade killing snowball?"

Yuan Tianren shook his head and said:

"It's glass shards, he added glass shards.

The sports committee member of the next class smashed the glass in the classroom, mixed it into the snowball, and won in one fell swoop.Later, when we had snowball fights in elementary school, stones, nails and broken glass would be added to the snowballs, and the world has been troubled ever since. "

Yuan Tianren shook his head vicissitudes, as if memories of 1024G elementary school bloodshed flashed in his eyes.

Your school's martial arts is so prosperous, and the students' hands-on ability is so strong, I am afraid that after a heavy snowfall, two-thirds of the staff will be reduced. God has the virtue of good life, and it is recommended to relocate the school to a tropical area.

"What does that have to do with authenticity?"

"Extraordinary power is the snowball, unformed truth is the shattered glass.

You mix the fragments of authenticity into the internal force, and try to collide with the pure internal force to understand. "

Liang De didn't understand, he used his natural power with both fists separately, he used the natural power to heal injuries repeatedly under Chang Duanxuan's merciless training, and now he is most proficient in using this kind of internal power.

When I think of this, my heart hurts. Why am I so proficient? How many times have I been beaten to death.

Liang De looked at his hands, the left hand was pure innate divine power, the lustrous amber inner power, the inner power on the right hand was added with fragments of authenticity, the color became muddy, and there were many gray and black dots, as if black sesame seeds had been added of condensed milk.

The two fists collided, and the pure amber internal force immediately collapsed, like an egg hitting a rock, the soft cheek of a fifth grade elementary school student hitting a snowball with broken glass, it was too late to resist, and it was crushed in an instant, just like a cute Xuecai and Dongma Xiaosan, compete for judgment.

"This is the power of will. When your true nature is fully formed, with extraordinary power as the carrier extension, and completely merged into one, the power will be several times stronger than it is now. As for how far it can be, it depends on your strength. The strength of belief and the load of extraordinary power.

Innate supernatural power is the inner strength method developed by Laochang based on his true nature [Wanhua Xuyuan]. Although it cannot be compared with the real Wanhua Xuyuan, it has better compatibility with all kinds of authenticity. Waiting for you If you feel that your natural divine power is no longer suitable for carrying your true nature, you need to find new exercises or improve and create new ones yourself. "

Yuan Tianren explained a few more tips about the refinement and application of authenticity, and instructed Liang De to infiltrate the fragments of authenticity evenly into the inner force, increase the strength, and when the 1 hour was up, he waved his sleeves and sent Liang De out of the dream.

The third 48 hours, the last 48 hours.

Chang Duanxuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a serious face, and said: "Liang De, your Golden Snake Entangling Your Hands and Battlefield Internal Strength Healing Techniques have already achieved a small success, and you will not improve significantly if you continue to practice. You need to continue to practice hard in the future and go into the water time.

In the last two days, the old man will teach you the most concise and fierce moves in the ancient boxing of the Eastern Kingdom, as well as some of the fierce killing moves of Duan Shui Liu Karate, so that you can master the active attack style and achieve the state of both offense and defense. "

"Okay, Teacher Chang, can you give me two cheat books so I can preview them first."

"No need, martial arts use the body to memorize the most deeply. Next, I will demonstrate these ultimate moves on you in turn. While teaching, cultivate your martial arts."

"Mr. Chang, if you want to hit me, just tell me, what does this have to do with Wude? Isn't your Wude just afraid of death?"

"It's not fear of death, it's reverence for life.

Only when you know how painful it is to be hit by these ultimate moves, you will know awe, be cautious, respect yourself and others.

Never do anything unless it is absolutely necessary. Once you do, you must beat the opponent to death as quickly as possible, lest he fall into long-term pain.

Well, you bite this copper-leaf bamboo tube. "

Chang Duanxuan took out a cyan bamboo tube that was harder than steel and let Liang De bite, then passed a strip of cloth through the bamboo tube, and tied a knot in the back of Liang De's head.

Zaomen Nedozi has the same type of bamboo tube... What does old man Chang mean? Although I really want to bite him, it's just thinking about it.

Chang Duanxuan carefully tied the cloth strips, making sure that they wouldn't fall off, and said kindly, "In this way, you don't have to worry about the pain so much that you bite your tongue and kill yourself. Even if you don't bite your tongue, it's not good to break your throat and disturb people."

what? !

Before Liang De could yell out, the Tianling Gai seemed to be pierced by a frozen steel drill, severe pain and violent impact suddenly came from top to bottom, and the skull cracked!Cervical fracture!Curved spine!Broken tibia!

Cut off water flow karate, [-] successes will crack your head and feet.

Chang Duanxuan withdrew his right leg, and Liang De knelt down on the ground joint by joint, and immediately used his natural divine power at the fastest speed to repair the damage to the brain, bones and internal organs caused by this blow. Almost fainted directly.

However, Chang Duanxuan's cold and hard fist did not allow enough time for Liang De to recover. The fist hit the face directly, and with the sound of bone cracking, it added a few more ups and downs and edges to his colorful but ordinary facial features.

The smell of blood diffused with the strong wind of fists and feet.

Beaten, beaten, beaten, and kept on being beaten.

Fight back, fight back, fight back, desperately want to fight back.

Two black shadows flashed rapidly in the martial arts hall, and the place was in chaos, like a typhoon raging.

Liang De struggled under Chang Duanxuan's torrential torrent of offensive, and occasionally fought back, and then his hand was broken.

Exercise healing skills, imitate Chang Duanxuan's moves, continue to fight back, continue to be beaten, and continue to heal injuries.

The bones all over the body were broken countless times, and the blood, nose, tears, hot sweat and saliva were uncontrollably splattered, and it almost became a bodily fluid slam.

The last 48 hours were as long as the late self-study on a sweltering summer night in the third year of high school.

Silence, dull pain, persistence.

Imitate, learn, improve.

……

On the morning of the eighth day, the dim rising sun shone into the silent Lu Xuebu martial arts gym.

A copper-leaf bamboo tube bitten into twisted fibers was thrown at the bare feet, the cloth was dyed dark red, and the toes, which were more like metal weapons than biological limbs, were bent hard, amidst the sound of wood cracking Dig directly into the thick floor beneath your feet.

The silence was so long that a hoarse voice sounded, a man was panting, word by word:

"Hybrid power, deflagration mode, strong back push and jab!"

The loud sound that pierced through the air violently shattered the short-lived peace of the Lu Xuebu Martial Arts Hall.

(End of this chapter)