Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 133 Nine Palms of Fulong
All the essences of the Kung Fu Shou and the Hejiang Palm flowed through his mind, and were quickly dismantled under the copied martial arts experience of hundreds of martial arts masters.

Then keep combining.

After repeated denials and deductive deductions, finally, a new prototype of martial arts appeared in my mind.

"This newly introduced skill combines the airflow control of the empty hand, the domineering strength, and the massive throughput of strength of the Hejiang Palm. It can absorb the nearby airflow and compress it into an air bomb, pouring the strength into it, and then Launch.”

Feeling the prototype of the subsequent martial arts being rapidly deduced in his mind, Chen Cheng was still a little dissatisfied.

"The air bullets fired in this way can only go straight forward, which is fine against close range targets. However, they can be easily dodged when used to deal with long-distance or agile targets. Moreover, the air bullets fired in this way are too similar to the empty hand, so they are easy to be recognized. Come out, it’s better to do less than to do more, and then change it!”

Chen Cheng suddenly thought of the Flying Shadow Step he had practiced. After reaching the fourth level of blood, he could remotely control the divided black shadows.

"It can be used as a reference."

Chen Cheng closed his eyes again.

In his mind, the martial arts secrets about Feiyingbu were quickly extracted, and then integrated into the prototype of the martial arts deduced.

After a long time.

"call!"

Exhaling, Chen Cheng opened his eyes, feeling the new martial arts skills that had just been performed, and said slowly

“This newly introduced Kung Fu not only has the characteristics of the two previous martial arts, but I also incorporated the secret of Flying Shadow Step.

"The current martial arts can not only use compressed air as a carrier, but also directly use the mist emitted from the body. Moreover, the latter is more convenient. Using the mist emitted from the body as a carrier can also better control the dragon being shot. Shape and palm strength.”

When Chen Cheng set up the palm strength for this new martial arts, he was also influenced by a certain palm technique in his previous life, and he subconsciously formed the palm strength into a dragon shape.

"As a top-level martial art that only clan members can practice, the Sky-Tearing Palm naturally includes unique moves. Starting from the fourth blood level, there is a new move every time you go up to the ninth level, so there are five moves in total. .”

"And Hejiang Palm only has four moves."

"After I integrated these two martial arts, I also made changes based on the original trick. In the end, there were nine palms in total."

"In that case, let's call it Fulong Nine Palms!"

The Nine Palms of Fulong are the same as the empty hands, they are also ten levels.

Chen Cheng quickly found the medicinal materials and quickly brewed a Ningjin recipe and drank it.

Chen Cheng originally had the foundation of Feiying Step in his body, so after instilling Ning Jinfang, the Hundong Jizhen Tianmo Gong quickly started to react.

After 3 minutes, the first level is completed!
5 minutes later, the second floor!
10 minutes later, the third floor!
Two 10 minutes, fourth floor!

Half an hour later, the fifth floor!
Feeling the stopped Hundong Jizhen Tianmo Kung, Chen Cheng opened his eyes, touched his two palms, and found that his palms were more powerful.

"I have reached the fifth level of Fulong Nine Palms. I can use a unique palm technique from the first blood. Now I can only use four palms."

Chen Cheng's heart moved, and in the next second, his right hand suddenly turned into a fist. With his five fingers spread out, the energy and blood in his body suddenly rotated rapidly, transporting the majestic death energy in his body into his palm. While it was rapidly transformed into vitality, the energy and blood were also consumed. After a while, it turned into a large amount of black mist.

"The First Style of Fulong Nine Palms!"

Chen Cheng struck out with a palm, and in the next second, a three-foot-long black dragon-shaped palm force suddenly shot through the air.

Just as he was about to hit the wall of the secret room and destroy it, the black dragon suddenly turned ninety degrees and flew past the wall.

hold head high! ! !
In the secret room, there were bursts of dragon roars, and a black dragon kept spinning around Chen Cheng's body. After 30 seconds, it dissipated in the air.

Feeling the black dragon's rapid movement around his body and the strong wind it brought, Chen Cheng probably understood its power and nodded with satisfaction.

Each of the Nine Palms of Fulong has its own emphasis. There is no saying which one is the strongest and which one is the weakest, only different ways of using it.

For example

The first palm pursues explosion.

The second palm is integrated with the Hunyuan Ruyi body's energy. After hitting the opponent, it can have the effect of a ghost-killing blasting fist. It pursues differentiation.

The third palm pursues penetration

The fourth palm pursues speed.

The strength attributes of each palm are different.

"The energy transformed from the Nine Palms of Fulong has given full play to my strong strength, and the condensed energy is of high quality and has a great bonus."

"Even in a normal state, I can survive more than a dozen moves with the help of Fulong Nine Palms and Nine Bloods."

It only took more than a dozen moves. As for the nine-blooded one who still doesn't give up after a dozen moves, then it's no wonder that Chen Cheng didn't follow martial ethics and opened the Jiuji Xuanjia.

With the support of Hundong Ji Zhen Tian Demonic Skill and the practice of Fulong Nine Palms, Chen Cheng felt that his strength had improved by at least [-]%.

"This time the output has finally caught up."

The successful cultivation of Fulong Nine Palms made up for Chen Cheng's shortcomings in output.

“Another unparalleled martial art has been created, which is worthy of celebration!”

Chen Cheng walked out of the secret room and saw that it was just midnight, then turned and walked towards the yard of a concubine.

Early the next morning, Chen Cheng went to work at the Prison Department. This time, although he still had to go through heavy inspections before entering, the faces of those who inspected were much more respectful, and the inspection speed was also faster.

Arriving at the small building of the third team, Chen Cheng had just stepped one foot across the threshold, and before the other foot even left the ground, he was stopped by Lu Ya.

Lu Ya enthusiastically hugged Chen Cheng's back and led him outside with a smile, saying as he walked

"Second brother, you told me before that martial arts has only improved a little, but your progress almost scared me to death."

"Today we two brothers will have a good time, let me see how strong your strength is."

"Then let's stop there?"

"Stop!" Lu Ya led Chen Cheng to the square in front of the third team's small building.

When the people from the third team heard that the Chief Constable was going to practice with Mr. Chen, they immediately gathered around the square in excitement. At the same time, the news quickly spread to places other than the third team.

Soon after, the square of the third team was surrounded by people from the third team and other teams. There were also several chief arresters from the teams who heard about this and rushed over.

"Lao Gao, when did you come back?"

A middle-aged man with a goatee and a serious face looked at the other person and asked.

The other one was called Lao Gao. He was a tall and thin man with a long face and a height comparable to Chen Cheng. Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face.

"I just came back this morning, and then I heard that the third team was coming to kill Master Sun Yuan, the demon master. I was curious, so I came to take a look. Aren't you the same?"

"Ok!"

The serious middle-aged man stroked his goatee and nodded.

These two people were Yan Zhong, the chief catcher of the second team, and Gao Mingyong, the chief catcher of the ninth team.

After hearing that Chen Cheng was going to practice with Lu Ya, he came to watch.

The two looked towards the square and saw that Lu Ya was holding his tiger-headed golden gun in the square, while Chen Cheng opposite him was unarmed.

Lu Ya glanced at the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand and said to Chen Cheng
"Second brother, don't you use those spears of yours?"

Chen Cheng shook his head slightly and said

"I have never practiced spear martial arts, so using a spear will not bring out my strength."

Lu Ya heard this

"Brother, all my strength lies in this tiger-headed golden gun. If that's the case, don't blame me for taking advantage of you."

"Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ya suddenly raised his gun, and with great strength under his feet, he seemed to be moving sideways on the ground, heading straight towards Chen Cheng on the other side of the square.

Chen Cheng's palms hanging by his side suddenly opened, and strength rose up layer by layer, pouring into his palms.

Lu Ya was approaching quickly. More than ten meters away, he suddenly saw Chen Cheng raising his hand and striking out with his palm.

Lu Ya was a little puzzled when he saw Chen Cheng raise his hand and strike out with a palm from a distance of more than ten meters. During the blood refining stage, the blood and qi of the blood refining warrior cannot be separated from the body. Generally speaking, they cannot generate energy through air.

But the next second, a dragon roar suddenly sounded, and the huge dragon roar shook the nearby houses.

A lifelike black dragon head suddenly shot out from Chen Cheng's hand, and Lu Ya's pupils shrank.

"Qi and blood coagulation?"

His heart skipped a beat, and Lu Ya reacted subconsciously. He stamped his feet suddenly and dodged to the side. The next second, a black dragon-shaped body with a diameter of half a meter flew past his body. The strong wind brought by it blew his clothes away. There was a rustling sound.

Lu Ya had just landed when he suddenly felt a strong wind pressure behind him. He turned around and saw that the black dragon that had just flown past swung its body, turned around and flew back again.

"That's too late!"

Lu Ya gritted his teeth, and in a hurry, he thrust the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand straight into the black dragon-shaped Qi Jin with strong force.

The next second, two violent forces collided.

Deng!
Deng!
Deng!
Lu Ya took a few steps back, his palms trembling slightly from the shock, but his face was full of surprise.

When Chen Cheng raised his hand to blast out the Black Dragon Qi, Gao Mingyong and Yan Zhong, who were at the edge of the square, shrank their pupils at the same time. When they saw that they could turn around and come back again after being dodged, they almost lost their teeth in shock.

"Condensation of Qi and blood? Manipulating the air? Shape-refining warrior?!!!"

Whether it is the lifelike black dragon shape or the manipulation of air, these are the characteristics of the shape-refining warrior.

But the next second, Lu Ya was seen crushing the black dragon, and at the same time, he was shocked and took a few steps back.

The fear in my heart immediately dissipated a lot.

"It's not refining? It's so weak."

Lu Ya and the other two chief officers had this idea in their minds at the same time.

With doubts in his heart, Lu Ya suddenly stamped his foot. The next second, he was within ten meters of Chen Cheng. He shook the tiger-headed golden gun in his hand and turned into shadows of guns all over the sky.

Chen Cheng still raised his hand and used the first form of Fulong Nine Palms. The violent black shadow energy rushed out of his hand and hit the golden spears in the sky, and they were both wiped out immediately.

"It's definitely not refining!"

Lu Ya and the other two people's hearts dropped.

Next, every time Lu Ya tried to get closer, Chen Chengcheng shot out a powerful black dragon with four palm techniques of different attributes. Lu Ya was confused at first, but once he got familiar with it, he gradually started to gain the upper hand, and he was once forced to do so. Chen Cheng was two meters in front of him.

He raised the tiger-headed golden spear and defeated a flying dragon-shaped palm. Lu Ya pointed the tiger-headed golden spear towards the ground and raised his hand to stop Chen Cheng who was about to take another slap.

"Second brother, that's enough! Let's stop here for now!"

When Chen Cheng heard this, he stopped the energy surging in his body.

"What kind of martial arts are you practicing? Why do you look so much like a shape-refining warrior?"

Lu Ya asked the doubts in his heart.

Chen Cheng's face was also full of confusion

"Like a shape-refining warrior? What do you mean? I don't know!"

Seeing Chen Cheng's confused look, Lu Ya explained.

(End of this chapter)