king of super special forces

Chapter 336
"So that's what I said, you backtracked, and your words were like setting off smoke bombs. It's not reliable at all." Qiao Jun was stunned.

"Master, you can't be angry. In fact, I didn't want to lie to you from the beginning..."

Feng'er was about to continue, but was interrupted by Qiao Jun, "You don't need to say any more, I know what you want to say. Just don't do this again in the future."

"Yes! Master." Feng'er said obediently.

"Can you let me go now?" Qiao Jun said angrily.

"Hee hee." Feng'er smiled slightly, and then saw her slender hand raised, and Qiao Jun immediately felt that he had regained his freedom.

After regaining his freedom, he looked around and said, "Now I've changed my mind. I can't rely on you to solve the mystery of this castle. I have to rely on myself."

"Then Feng'er stay here and watch the master solve the mystery of the castle." Feng'er said immediately.She is very happy that Qiao Jun can do this, because this is the master in her mind.

Qiao Jun nodded, and then looked at a wooden board hanging on the wall. He always felt that it was very strange that the wooden board appeared here, and it was worth his careful consideration.

He looked at the board, and suddenly there was a suction force between his palms, and with a swipe, the board was sucked towards him, and then he directly grabbed the board in his right hand.

The board is made of red sandalwood, a priceless wood, very old and as tall as Qiao Jun.

A middle-aged heroic man was carved on the wooden board, looking extremely desolate. He didn't know how much frost he had experienced, which made people feel palpitations.

With his hands behind his back, his eyes open, he looked up at the endless starry sky, and he opened his mouth as if roaring unwillingly.

"Master, he is the master of this ancient castle." Feng'er walked over and said suddenly, "In the ancient chaos, he was the creator of the ancient clan and the patron saint of the ancient clan. Fight against the demon world. Later, he fell in the battle of gods. And this old castle is the place where he practiced."

After Qiao Jun heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he said calmly, "Feng'er, if I guessed correctly, the exercise diagram carved on the wall just now should be what he has learned all his life?"

"Master, you have already guessed it?" Feng'er said immediately.

"You reminded me so much. If I still can't think of it, what's the difference with a fool." Qiao Jun said without curiosity.

"Then how much do you remember, Master?" Feng'er asked impatiently.

"As long as my spiritual sense scans, I can remember it in my heart." Qiao Jun said proudly.

"Then master, practice quickly! You can only consider the next step after you have learned the exercises above." Feng'er urged.

"Hehe, I definitely have to practice this. There are very few opportunities like this." Qiao Jun said, sitting cross-legged on the spot and closing his eyes.

Soon, he fell into a state of ecstasy in which man and nature were one.At the same time, the practice pictures carved on the wall, as if they were flipping through a book, were slowly connected together, and finally formed a human-shaped phantom.

This phantom in the shape of a human figure is stepping on gossip steps and waving its hands. In the vast and boundless space, it is actually practicing a set of extremely strange boxing techniques.

This boxing seems to be slow, but in fact it gets faster and faster as you practice.From the beginning of every move, every style, to every subsequent punch, there are many changes, strange and indistinguishable, and the momentum is like rushing thunder.

Soon, with every move and style that the phantom made, it seemed as if countless fists were dancing in the air.

Especially the unchanging gossip step became faster and faster later on. When those strong and powerful legs intertwined together, it seemed that countless legs were stepping in a neat gossip step. The power of terror.

With the rapid agitation of the Eight Diagrams Step, a miracle happened, the space around the phantom of the human figure was completely changed, originally it was extremely empty, but at this moment it was filled with bright moonlight, blue sky and white clouds.

And the phantom figure stepped on the void, and the boxing became more and more exquisite and faster and faster.

Every move and style he practiced, from the combination of rigidity and softness at the beginning, with many changes, to the rigidity within the rigidity at the moment, is ever-changing, making this phantom figure seem to be erratic, escaping to and fro.

What's even more frightening is that each of his punches has the momentum of overwhelming Mount Tai.

The power contained in the fist is even more frightening to the extreme. It gives people the feeling that as long as each fist falls, it can blast away a mountain.

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After an unknown amount of time, Qiao Jun suddenly opened his closed eyes, and soon a horrified light shot out of his star pupils.

He restrained his momentum, stood up in meditation, then looked at the shocked Feng'er, smiled lightly and said: "I never thought that this set of boxing techniques would be so terrifying. , You said that when you punch out your fist, it doesn't count if you can transform into fist marks all over the sky, and it can also take away all the power of a space, what is this?"

"It's the domain of boxing!" Feng'er said immediately in shock.

"Fisting Domain?" Qiao Jun was puzzled.

"Yes, the domain of the fist. The so-called domain of the fist means that the power emitted by the fist can occupy a certain area. In this area, only the fist talks about the fist, and everything else is just clouds.

In the field of fists, if the opponent cannot break free from the field of fists, they will only be strangled by the momentum of the fists. "Feng'er explained, looking at the calm Qiao Jun with the eyes of a bride looking at the groom.

After Qiao Jun finished listening, Zi Ruo's expression also gradually became shocked, "I never thought that the domain of fists would be so terrifying. I must expand this domain of fists to spiritual sense in the future. If my domain of spiritual consciousness is also so terrifying, In the future, I can go up to five floors."

"Master, your idea is very good. I support you, but master, you still don't understand what you are doing. Even if you learn the 'Wuji Shenquan', you still can't break the wall here." Feng'er's ruddy lips With a shallow smile on the side.

"You said it was 'The Promise Fist'?" Qiao Jun asked immediately.

"That's right. What's the matter?" Feng'er wondered.

"I'll tell you the truth. I couldn't understand the writing on the wall at all. I just practiced according to the drawing. So I didn't know it was Wujishenquan." Qiao Jun said with some embarrassment.

"What? You you! Alright! I'll help you!" Feng'er finally understood why Qiao Jun had that expression when he mentioned Wuji Shenquan just now, so she raised a slender finger without hesitation , pressed it on Qiao Jun's forehead, and soon a mark of divine sense got into Qiao Jun's brain...

After some digestion, Qiao Jun finally learned what the imprint of the divine sense was. The energy turned out to be the words used by the ancient people in the chaotic period to communicate and communicate.

This made him very shocked by Feng'er's methods, and at the same time let him know what was written on the stone tablet?
The characters written on the stele roughly mean that in ancient times, the owner of the castle deliberately hid them in the castle in order to pass on the Wuji Divine Fist and Wuji swordsmanship.If future generations can comprehend the profoundness of these two unique arts, the ancient castle will automatically recognize the master.

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