I Want To Wait For A Few Years

2021-12-09

Chapter 228 Yue Gu Jin

Yue Jin Gu, Wudang Chief Eldest Senior Brother, one of Wudang Top Ten True Disciples.

He is simple and honest and calm, and his appearance is not outstanding, but he looks unpretentious.

Twenty-nine years old, Innate 8-Layer!

cultivation has prefecture-level low grade [Ti Yunzong], prefecture-level low grade [Chunyang Wu-level Gong], prefecture-level middle grade [Primal Chaos Fist], prefecture-level middle grade [Taiji Sword Method] .

The rivers and lakes are called “Zhenshanyue”.

Yue Jingu, who was wearing a purple daoist robe, handed over to all around cup one fist in the other hand, then took a deep breath and performed the [Primal Chaos Fist].

soft,

slow,

light,

hard and soft,

internal and external!

“This person’s Primal Chaos Fist, I am afraid that he has been cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm, it is not simple.”

Lin Xu secretly nodded.

It would be no surprise if a Grandmaster cultivated Primal Chaos Fist to the Great Accomplishment Realm.

But an Innate Realm who is not yet thirty years old can cultivate the Primal Chaos Fist from the middle grade of the prefecture level to the Great Accomplishment Realm, then it is not simple.

It must be an amazing person with perception.

“This fist technique looks soft, it’s really meaningless!”

Yu’er muttered on the side, with some disapproval on her face.

Lin Xu looked all around and found that most of the people had similar expressions.

This situation is not surprising, after all, 99% of the audience are Qi Refinement Realm, and they can’t see the subtlety of this boxing.

In addition, in order to avoid too much destructive power, Yue Jingu did not use True Qi blessing, and it fell into the eyes of everyone, which made it even more weak.

Only a few Innate Martial Artists with strong eyesight are still watching intently.

For them, it is really rare to see the same level expert practice martial arts, which is of great benefit to their own cultivation.

Even if the martial arts of the two cultivations are different, they can comprehending and increase the inspiration.

The whole set of Primal Chaos Fist has a total of 64 styles. Yue Jingu’s drill speed is neither fast nor slow, enough for all Innate experts to see clearly.

This can be considered Wudang’s benefits to them.

After performing the sixty-four poses back and forth twice, Yue Jingu stood there.

“It’s over, it’s too boring.”

“Wudang Sect eldest disciple is at this level, wouldn’t it be fake?”

” Can this old lady’s boxing really hit people?”

“It’s still a middle grade, I don’t think I even have the formidable power of a black tiger!”

There are a lot of martial arts little shrimps who can’t see the way out at all, and they talk nonsense with the people around them, which makes people who really know the way to be speechless.

Not much formidable power?

Even if you tie a group of you together, you may not be able to receive a punch from someone else, hmph! How dare you judge here.

Some experts are disdainful.

“Young Master, how do you feel?”

Lin Wucai Qi Refinement fifth layer, also in the fog, seeing Lin Xu watching intently, he couldn’t help asking curiously.

“Not bad.”

Lin Xu said without thinking.

This set of boxing techniques is really amazing in Innate expert, but in front of him, the Grandmaster of cultivated Heaven Grade martial arts, it is not enough to see.

“Cut! The pig’s nose is inserted into a green onion to pretend to be an elephant!”

An Innate expert not far from them heard Lin Xu’s comment, and his face could not help but show contempt.

Lin Xu laughed and didn’t take it seriously.

He is not a middle schooler, so if someone scolded him, he would kill the whole family.

“You—”

Lin Wu and the others were a little unconvinced, but they were suppressed by Lin Xu’s patted shoulder.

“Don’t look for trouble, take a good look at you guys, I think it shouldn’t be over like this.”

Several people heard the meaning of Lin Xu’s words and raised their heads again, Look at the ring.

I don’t know when, two True Disciples from Innate Realm carried a heavy tank to the edge of the ring.

“Eldest Senior Brother next!”

The two loudly shouted, True Qi surging on their bodies, and they lifted the big tank up and threw it up.

The big tank flew up several times, and the hu hu made the wind, obviously containing terrifying strength. If this hits the ordinary person, I am afraid that the person can be smashed into patties in an instant.

Shua!

Facing the galloping huge vat, Yue Jingu jumped up, took three steps in a row in the air, raised his hand to support the bottom of the vat, and took it down.

“Hah!”

He growled, his toes on the ground, and his arms jerked hard.

The huge cylinder that weighed thousands of pounds began to turn gently in his hand, and the speed became faster and faster, almost like a top.

Thousands of pounds are as light as cotton candy in his hands.

The audience was thrilled to watch.

Compared to the fluttering Primal Chaos Fist just now, the fierce hands holding up the big tank are obviously more eye-catching.

oh la la oh la la!

As Yue Jingu turned his hands alternately, a turbulent crashing sound began to be heard in the big vat.

“There’s water in that tank!!”

I don’t know who shouted, but no one paid attention to him, because anyone with discernment could see it.

Yue Jingu turned his hands faster and faster, and the purple daoist robe swelled up like it was inflated.

Until a certain moment, he felt that the speed was enough, and his arms suddenly threw the big cylinder out.

The gigantic cylinder swirls and falls to the ground.

Without the sound of earth shattering, the water tank fell silently.

Yue Jingu jumped up again, his palms exuded a faint white light, and moved towards the void with a light stroke.

Shua!

In the water tank that stopped spinning after landing, a stream of clean water suddenly spun and flew out.

Yue Jingu once again performed the 64-style Primal Chaos Fist.

The clear water seems to have spirituality, and it has to fly out of the water tank in an endless stream. With his boxing, it flows and lingers in the air, turning into water balls for a while, and ribbons for a while.

Not a single drop of water spilled, and not a single drop out of his control.

Such a magical scene, see those Qi Refinement Martial Artists as if drunk and stupefied.

“Young Master, he’s amazing! He’s amazing!”

Yu’er clapped her hands excitedly, and Lin Wu and others also stared wide-eyed, not willing Let go of an inch.

Lin Xu was speechless.

This thing looks fancy, and if you really want to talk about the technical content, it’s not as good as the two punches you just played.

But visually, it is indeed more impactful than before.

This method is unimaginable for Qi Refinement Martial Artists, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary Innate Realm Late Stage to do so freely.

The hundreds of kilograms of clear water seemed to have come to life in Yue Jingu’s hands, playing with all kinds of unimaginable changes.

When Primal Chaos Fist is cast to Last Style, that cloud of clear water turns into a giant Yin-Yang Fish.

Yue Jingu suddenly blasted out with his palms in the sky.

“Boundless Tai Chi!”

Yin-Yang Fish moved towards the sky and flew towards the sky with extreme speed, the next moment exploded and turned into raindrops all over the sky.

Just when everyone wanted to hold up their palms to keep out the rain, the Baimu daoist on the high platform suddenly moved towards the void and grabbed the raindrops one after another to his palms, turning into a huge water ball again.

“go! ”

Baimu daoist flexed his fingers, the water ball turned into a water dragon, and quickly moved towards the water tank.

crash-bang!

Water,

return to the tank without a drop.

The water in the tank quickly calmed down, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds.

“Sect Master Unrivaled Divine Art!”

Wudang Disciple cheered loudly and excitedly.

The onlookers were amazed, admired, applauded, shocked, and so on, resounding through the sky.

Seeing the good effect, Shiragi daoist couldn’t help but smile.

He stood up and stretched out his hand, and the crowd consciously quieted down.

“Young apprentices play bad, display one’s slight skill before an expert, display one’s slight skill before an expert, exert such insignificant ability, and hope that all fellow martial artists include it.”

This is obviously a polite word, and everyone also agrees No silly talk.

Baimu daoist turned his head and looked towards Su Yanxi beside him, said with a slight smile: “Before the grand competition officially starts, I would like to invite Aunt Su to play a song, I wonder if it is convenient? ”

(end of this chapter)