I!Yama's strongest son-in-law

Chapter 38 Amazing training speed!

Not long after, Wang Zhaoquan came out of the Treasure Pavilion.

Wang He saw that he was holding a book in his hand. Obviously, he didn't need to guess. The content in the book must be the training method of Nine Steps Shenlongquan.

to be frank.

At this time, Wang He was still a little bit excited deep in his heart.

Before that, he had always used some very ordinary punches and kicks, which was fine at first, and he was quite satisfied that he could beat a human-level eighth-level master with ordinary punches and kicks.

But Wang Hao's strength made him eager to practice martial arts.

If he is allowed to practice the Nine-step Divine Dragon Fist, he is confident that even if it is a peak master of the ninth human level, he is confident that he can fight against it, and he is very sure of winning.

Wang Zhaoquan walked up to Wang He and stopped, then handed the uncovered book to Wang He, and said, "This is the manuscript of the Nine-Step Shenlongquan, which contains the first three steps of cultivation."

Wang He stretched out his hand to pick it up excitedly. Hearing the first half of Wang Zhaoquan's words was nothing. After all, there are so many family members. As long as they are not too poor in martial arts, they are basically qualified to practice Nine-step Shenlongquan. normal.

But the second half of Wang Zhaoquan's sentence made him very unhappy.

"Uncle, why is there only the first three steps of cultivation?" Wang He didn't show his displeasure on his face, but asked in doubt.

"This is a family rule. People below the ninth level can only practice the first three steps." Wang Zhaoquan explained.

Wang He nodded suddenly, no wonder Wang Zhaoquan only gave him the first three steps of the nine-step Shenlongquan training method.

However, Wang He doesn't know what level of human level he is now.

"What level are you now?" Wang Zhaoquan asked.

Wang He shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

"You don't know how old you are?"

"Ah."

"There will be a group test in the family in two days, and you will also participate in the test." Wang Zhaoquan said.

"Okay." Wang He nodded.

Immediately, Wang Zhaoquan recruited someone to take Wang He to sleep in the guest room. As for why Wang He couldn't sleep in the previous room, Wang He didn't ask.

After arriving at the guest room, Wang He asked people to leave, and then he couldn't wait to open the book.

The first page of the booklet introduces the origin of the nine-step Shenlongquan. The book says that the person who created this set of martial arts has seen the Shenlong with his own eyes. A set of heaven-level martial arts comparable to Shenlong Strike turned out to be counterproductive. Something was missing in the process of creation, so the nine-step Shenlongquan not only failed to become a heaven-level martial skill, but it was not even an earth-level martial skill. A set of high-level martial arts at the Xuan level.

After reading the first page, Wang He was stunned.

Are there really dragons in this world?

If it was before, Wang He would not believe it.

But now, Thaksin.

Because his father-in-law is the king of hell, based on this alone, he will believe no matter how weird things are.

Then look at the second page.

The second page has very little information.

After Wang He quickly read it, he looked stunned.

It turns out that the reason why the Nine-step Shenlongquan failed to become a heaven-level martial skill is not because the power of this martial skill is not enough to qualify, it is purely because it is difficult to reach the peak of this martial skill, and it is only because of an extremely harsh condition It cut off the hope of cultivating to the peak.

Cultivators need to consume a drop of dragon blood.

Such harsh, perverted, and even impossible conditions, who can complete them?

It's no wonder that in the past hundred years, no one in the Wang family has practiced the nine-step Shenlongquan to the ninth step.

It is impossible to obtain dragon blood.

Then, finally got to the point.

On the next page, the training method of the first step of Nine Steps Shenlongquan.

Wang He read it quickly without thinking about it carefully. He immediately started to practice according to the first step of cultivation method.

Shaking hands into a fist, the moment he stepped forward, he concentrated all his energy and began to gather energy in the fist according to the method of cultivation, and then continued to punch out.

"call!"

"call!"

Every punch was struck with the sound of a strong wind.

But Wang He didn't feel that special energy.

Of course, Wang He was not discouraged when he just started practicing.

He continued to practice.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed. Even though his body was dripping with sweat, Wang He was still practicing.

One step, one punch.

It's been a long time.

Wang He stopped suddenly.

He wasn't planning to give up, but was thinking, could something go wrong?
Why haven't you been able to gather energy?
Wang He reopened the book to read about the first step of cultivation method.

After watching it again.

A wry smile appeared on Wang He's face.

He finally knew why he had been unable to gather energy successfully.

He did not practice the supporting secret method, the nine-step dragon art.

Could it be that Mo Roaring Nine Heavens can never gather energy?

Wang He doesn't believe in evil.

Anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm idle, and I don't feel much sleepiness, so Wang He started to try.

He practiced the Demon Roaring Nine Heavens Jue first, and after the first round, he immediately practiced the Nine Steps Divine Dragon Fist.

suddenly.

He felt a vague 'breath' slowly wandering through his hands.

"Did it work?"

Wang He didn't have time to be ecstatic in his heart, he immediately tried to gather the 'breath' that wandered in his hands, then he shook hands into a fist, stepped forward, and punched out.

"call out!"

It was completely different from the sound of the strong wind brought out by the punching out of the fist before.

This time when the punch was punched, the sound of the strong wind was much quieter, but Wang He could clearly feel that this punch was much, much more powerful than any previous punch.

Wang He wasn't sure if he had succeeded, so he kept trying.

Dazzling.

It was dawn, and in the room, Wang He's gaze was sharp and his expression was serious. He bent his knees slightly, stepped forward suddenly, his aura rose instantly, and then he punched out with both hands in the shape of fists.

"Whoa!"

The vigor seems to tear the air severely.

Followed by.

Wang He stepped forward again, retracted his right hand and punched quickly.

Suddenly, the aura on Wang He's body skyrocketed again, and the aura on the right fist was more than twice as strong as before?
Hit out with a punch.

"Snapped!"

There was a crackling sound in the air.

however.

It's not over yet.

Wang He moved quickly and took another step forward. This time, he withdrew his right hand and punched with his left.

He punched out with his left hand.

"Crack!"

Wang He clearly felt that the air in front of him had been torn apart by the force of his blows, and even for a moment, there was a vacuum in front of him, not even a trace of air existed.

After three steps, Wang He stopped.

"call!"

After exhaling, Wang He's eyes flashed with ecstasy.

In the beginning, he was still unable to condense the energy of the Nine-Step Divine Dragon Fist. Later, he knew the reason, so he had to try to use the Demon Roaring Nine-Step Art to drive the Nine-Step Divine Dragon Fist to see if he could gather the energy. To his surprise, It worked.

And the agglutination speed is very fast.

This caused his cultivation speed to skyrocket like a rocket.

In the middle of the night, he had already learned the first three steps of the nine-step Shenlongquan that others need to practice for several years.

Who would dare to believe such a speed of cultivation?
The most important thing is that the vigor he exerted seems to be stronger and more domineering than that of Wang Hao.

Even the air was scattered by him.

Wang He even guessed that when he learns the seventh, eighth, or even ninth step in the future, will he punch a hole in the air out of thin air?

Of course, this is a matter for the future, and Wang He just guessed idlely, and didn't delve into it.

Wang He sat down and rested for a while. He didn't sleep all night. He didn't feel sleepy at all. If he were to face Sun Zhengyang head-on now, he was confident that he would be able to beat Sun Zhengyang to the ground within two punches.

After all, the first three steps of the Nine-Step Divine Dragon Fist have already improved his strength by leaps and bounds. If he wears the Demon God's Gloves to gain the boost effect, how powerful will his punch be?

He couldn't even imagine it himself.

However, he was eager to find someone to experiment with.

"Brother Wang He." Wang Qiao's voice came from outside the door.

Hearing the sound, Wang He went to open the door. After seeing Wang Qiao outside the door, just as he was about to speak, Wang Qiao suddenly stepped forward to hold his hand, with a sweet smile on his face, and said, "Wang He Brother, Mom and Dad asked me to call you over."

Wang He nodded, anyway, he planned to visit Aunt Seven early in the morning.

"Brother Wang He, let's go." Wang Qiao said holding Wang He's hand tightly.

Five or six minutes later, in the side hall, Wang He saw Uncle Qi and Aunt Seven came together. Aunt Seven changed her clothes, and after a good night's sleep, she looked much more energetic than last night.

It's just that his skinny face and frail figure made his heart ache.

(End of this chapter)