Take charge of Ascension

Chapter 178 Suppressing Innate Qi
With palms and fingers intersecting, Zhao Ji hurriedly used the Star Absorption Dafa, and under the situation that the old man was unable to react in time, he absorbed a trace of the opponent's true energy and entered it into the body.

However, when the old man reacted and exhaled his true energy quickly, an irresistible force bombarded Zhao Ji's body, directly knocking him into the air.

There is still a limit to the method of absorbing stars. Depending on the strength of the warrior, it is a bit unreliable for Zhao Ji to absorb the true energy of the innate warrior.

A trace of pure innate qi ran wildly in Zhao Ji's body, and was suppressed by him with all his strength, but his own injuries could not be suppressed, and burst out all of a sudden, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Injured Zhao Ji, the old man still did not give up, his footsteps moved slightly, moved forward, continued to point at Zhao Ji, and vowed not to give up until he was knocked down.

Injured by the old man's finger, and the innate qi in his body was in chaos, Zhao Ji could be said to have internal and external troubles, how could he still resist an innate, so he could only use his supernatural powers to escape quickly.

Although God's Mystery is a unique lightness kung fu, Zhao Ji escaped very fast, but how could he escape a congenital martial artist, and was closely pursued by the opponent.

Just when the old man was about to catch up, a figure came across the sky, stopped in front of the old man, punched heavily, and met the finger.

"boom!"

A loud noise blew up in the dense forest, a strong energy storm swept across the four directions, and the hunting wind rolled up countless leaves.

In this confrontation, the two were evenly divided, and they retreated back and forth again and again. An invisible force stirred between the two of them, causing the dust on the ground to fly up.

"Kang Feiyang, you are a majestic genius, but you bully a junior, it's a bit outrageous."

Slowly withdrawing his fist, the middle-aged Xiantian said to the old man.

The middle-aged genius who appeared was none other than Mo Chongzhi from the Luo family. If he hadn't stopped Kang Feiyang, Zhao Ji would have been a little dangerous this time, and he might have used his hole card.

Staring at Mo Chongzhi solemnly, Kang Feiyang said in a deep voice: "Mo Chongzhi, whether I bully the junior is none of your business, you'd better keep your mind off your own business."

"Zhao Ji is a member of my Luo family, so it's none of my business, I still advise you, it's better not to think about Zhao Ji, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Mo Chongzhi's eyes widened, and a fierce aura was generated.

"You're welcome, I'm afraid you won't succeed."

Kang Feiyang is not a vegetarian either, so he insisted on going back.

If they don't agree with each other, they can start a big fight, not to mention, the two have already met, so how can they be polite, and once again they hand in hand, a fierce battle.

The fighting between innate warriors is different. Every shot has great power, and every punch and kick will bring about changes in the situation.

The difference between the two is not too big, and the difference in martial arts is not too big. They have fought for dozens of rounds, and they still can't tell the winner. However, the trees in the forest have suffered bad luck and collapsed a lot.

The battle between the two of them had great power before it erupted at full strength, expanding the battlefield to a huge area, and the destructive power it caused was really not small.

Kang Feiyang wanted to slap Zhao Ji to death, but Mo Chongzhi blocked him, and he couldn't get away. Finally, after a hundred moves, Kang Feiyang gave up.

"Hahaha, Kang Feiyang, since you don't want to fight anymore, I will take Zhao Ji away."

After laughing out loud three times, Mo Chong grabbed Zhao Ji by one hand, jumped up, and went away quickly like a lightning bolt.

After leaving the dense forest and returning to the station, Mo Chongzhi threw Zhao Ji in front of Luo Qiushui, and said with a smile: "Niece, I brought Zhao Ji back intact for you, you two talk, I'll go first gone."

After leaving a word, Mo Chongzhi's figure flickered, and he quickly walked away.

"Brother Zhao, are you okay?"

Holding Zhao Ji, Luo Qiushui asked with concern when he saw that his face was pale, almost as pale as a sheet of paper.

"Fortunately, thanks to your second uncle coming quickly, he saved me. If it takes a while, something may really happen to me."

Zhao Ji said with a smile.

Smiling is a very slight movement, as long as the muscles on the face move slightly, it can be completed, but such a slight movement has affected his injury, and he spit out another mouthful of blood.

This time, Luo Qiushui's face changed drastically, and there was an anxious expression in his expression, and he asked repeatedly: "Brother Zhao, why are you vomiting blood? Are you seriously injured? What should I do? By the way , I'll go to Second Uncle to find a solution."

Rushing around like headless flies, anxious about Zhao Ji's injury, the only way Luo Qiushui could think of was to find Mo Chongzhi, no matter how serious the injury was, a congenital warrior should have some solutions.

"Luo Shimei, don't worry, a little injury is not worth mentioning, and you can recover after some self-care, so I have to say goodbye first."

Stopping Luo Qiushui's panic, Zhao Ji said softly.

So, with Luo Qiushui's support, Zhao Ji returned to his tent, and quickly sat cross-legged to meditate, mobilize his internal energy, and heal his injuries.

At this time, Zhao Ji's body was really a mess, his internal organs were slightly injured, and there was still a trace of innate zhenqi in his body that was scurrying around, making his injuries worse and worse. became a vicious circle.

In such a bad situation, Zhao Ji had no choice but to take his time, first use the Yi Jin Jing to suppress the ray of innate qi, and then try to heal the wound.

The Yi Jin Jing is worthy of being the unique art of Shaolin Temple. After Zhao Ji used it, it only took more than a quarter of an hour to temporarily suppress that trace of innate qi, which was suppressed into the dantian.

Although the innate zhenqi is pure and powerful, the amount of a trace of innate zhenqi is too small after all, and with Zhao Ji's profound internal strength cultivation, it can be completely suppressed.

Suppressing the disturbing innate qi, Zhao Ji used his internal energy to heal the wound, and the injury was effectively restrained, but it was not easy to completely recover for a while.

After one night's treatment, Zhao Ji's injury was not completely healed by the next morning, but he finally showed some improvement and was controlled within a certain range. After two more days of breathing adjustment, he should be healed.

Moreover, in the process of healing, Zhao Ji also gained something else, that is, he felt that the Ren meridian in the two Ren and Du meridians seemed to be loose.

The next step for a warrior at the top of the first class is to hit the first class and get through the two veins of Ren and Du. This process may take a long time, or it may only take a short time. Even Zhao Ji is not sure.

Who would have thought that even though he suffered a bit from the battle with Kang Feiyang, he also gained some gains, not to mention the trace of innate qi, the loosening of the Renmai is undoubtedly excellent news, so, as long as the injury heals , Zhao Ji can try to attack the Ren Meridian and penetrate it.

(End of this chapter)