Martial arts start from the visualization of tortoise breathing

Chapter 26;
Fang Ping dare not say that this battle is foolproof, but he is more than [-]% sure.

After all, the victory or defeat of a martial arts confrontation is mixed with many factors, such as the environment, personal status, and even whether the martial arts practiced by each other are incompatible.

Even a sudden gust of wind may determine the victory or defeat of a martial arts confrontation.

So Fang Ping dared to say that the odds of winning were great.

"Crash-"

A drizzle began to fall from the sky.

After taking up his posture, Qinghu disappeared in place instantly and rushed towards Fang Ping. When he was half a foot in front of Fang Ping, he violently smashed out more than a dozen fist shadows, and there seemed to be the sound of turbulent waves.

The fist broke through the void extremely quickly, producing a faint cracking sound, and you can still see Qinghu's two fists, which condensed all the blood and swelled in a circle, as big as a tiger's palm, and as hard as black iron.

With such force, one punch can crush rocks.

Fang Ping performed the "Turtle's Breath Breathing Technique" naturally, his mind was as calm as a pool of clear water, the sky was falling, and everything was still changing.

Such a wonderful feeling, as if a picture of thirty frames has become a hundred frames.Fang Ping avoided more than a dozen fist shadows, and entered the runaway mode at the same time!
The [-] pores on the outside of the skin, together with the mouth and nose, operate the "turtle breath breathing technique", and a large amount of air flows into Fang Ping's blood vessel pores and internal organs along with the breathing.

As a result, Fang Ping's skin was dyed a bright red, and when he exhaled and inhaled, a large amount of steam gushed out from his body. At first glance, it looked like a boiling teapot.

Power surge!The speed increased dramatically!Qi and blood surge!

Fang Ping's changes shocked Qinghu visually and spiritually, and the eyes of those watching the battle in the arena widened.

There are all kinds of strange martial arts in the world. It may turn the body into scarlet like steamed prawns, and white steam can emerge from the body. Such weird martial arts have never appeared in Shanyang County.

"Hundred Step Divine Fist!"

Adhering to the idea of ​​ending the battle as soon as possible, so as not to overburden the body and cause huge losses, Fang Ping delivered a shocking blow.

Not only was red light steam escaping from his body, and when Fang Ping condensed his strength to deliver a shocking blow, Fang Ping's body actually heard the sound of a kettle boiling.

The legs are like a dragon!The force is overwhelming!Unstoppable!
Qinghu's pupils contracted, his face changed greatly, and he flew upside down with his arms across his chest for more than ten meters. After he stabilized his figure, his arms were swollen, and his bones were also aching: "You..."

He glared at Fang Ping furiously!

What about the Hundred Steps Divine Fist?This is clearly legwork!If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been lying down by now.

"Buddha's Palm!"

Fang Ping stepped on the sole of his foot, creating a crack in the dust on the ground, and his body shot out, like an arrow from a string, he hurled himself in front of Qinghu, raised his long legs high, and slashed at Qinghu's shoulder like an axe.

"Boom!"

Qinghu's face was pale, and his blood was surging.

"God's broken leg!"

Fang Ping didn't give the opponent a chance to breathe, his waist sank, and the power gathered along the major veins, leading straight to the spine, and gathered into his left hand, and he punched out with a tremendous force.

"Ah! scumbag!"

Qinghu blamed Fang Ping hysterically. The hundred-step magic fist that was agreed upon was aimed at his thigh!
It's all right now, Tiancan's leg has turned into a fist.

It would be too late for ordinary warriors to adjust. Even Qinghu, who was born in Lianjiabao and has good experience in martial arts confrontation, was caught off guard by Fang Ping, and his mentality was a little blown.

The most important thing is that after Fang Ping went berserk, his strength and speed were clearly ahead of him, and he didn't talk about martial arts, and confuse him in his moves. Is this what "humans" do?
"Your Excellency's strength is superb, today's battle is hearty, come again!"

Fang Ping was high-spirited, looking up to the sky and laughing, suppressing the figure in front of him. There were not many clever changes in the attack method. In Fang Ping's view, sticking to the moves was a mistake that all warriors made in the early stages of martial arts.

The truly powerful killing technique is simple and brutal, and of course not everyone can do it.

Fang Ping, who has practiced the turtle's breathing technique, can keep his mind and spirit in a state of fullness and peace, without being disturbed by external objects. This is incomparable to those warriors who have practiced conventional martial arts, are irritable, irritable, and have a noisy mood. .

"Shocking waves roar!"

Realizing that being suppressed by Fang Ping might kill him on the spot, Qinghu gritted his teeth and threw a terrifying punch!
This punch contained all the strength in his body. Fang Ping felt a lot of pressure before the wind of the punch arrived. Qinghu's fist.

boom!
A few meters of smoke and dust rose between the two, and the ground cracked python patterns.

Fang Ping stood still, only feeling a mouthful of blood rushing to his throat, and then he calmed down. The opposite Qinghu was different. Three of his five fingers were broken, and the flesh from his arm was also torn apart. There were broken bone spurs coming from under the wound. emerge.

It took a dozen or so steps back before Fang Ping released the strength from Fang Ping's fist that was swaying into his body.

After Fang Ping ran away, in terms of strength, he firmly suppressed Qinghu by a bit. When he collided head-on, this guy was completely seeking his own death.

"...How can there be someone like you among the eighth-rank warriors? Is it because of innate divine power? Or did you practice evil martial arts?"

The green tiger with a disabled arm stared at Fang Ping bitterly for a moment: "I admit defeat!"

Fang Ping's eyes changed, and he wanted to kill the other party, so that this guy would not try to murder him because of today's defeat, but then he would have a death feud with Lian Jiabao.

Lianjiabao is now the number one force in Shanyang County, unless Fang Ping no longer appears as a "bull demon" from now on.

"Yes, I can change my vest. There is no need to be obsessed with bull demons. I can also be horse demons, sheep demons, and rabbit demons!"

Thinking of this, and thinking that his father and brother were arrested by Lianjiabao and have not returned yet, Fang Ping approached Qinghu with a cracked mouth: "In martial arts confrontation, it is divided into superiority and life and death! My uncle does not accept your surrender!"

Qinghu:? ? ?
Is this man a madman?Killing him is tantamount to forging a death feud with Lianjiabao. Who in Shanyang County dares to be an enemy of Lianjiabao?

"do not……"

Fang Ping disappeared, leaving a large amount of white steam in place, and a figure with bright red blood flowing out of his skin appeared behind Qinghu. After one arm of the opponent was disabled, his combat power plummeted and his speed was also affected.

Fang Ping stretched out his right hand, and locked Qinghu's uninjured shoulder with his five fingers. Immediately after that, his right hand clenched into a fist and hit Qinghu's spine, causing a mournful cry.

The green tiger whose spine was shattered fell to the ground in a puddle of mud. It was a useless person after being rescued, and it did not have any threat at all.

(End of this chapter)