Wedge: Sometimes the good things are used to it, and the original method may be better, and genius is not to make rapid progress, but to be down-to-earth

In the courtyard of the Deserted Pavilion, Chisheng Hitomi took out the secret of the Qigang Fist and put it on the table, and then cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood on it, without any reaction. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info then dropped a few drops and it was the same, and then he remembered that he had seen in the information that some special exercises required special conditions to be opened, and they were usually instilled with spiritual power. Chisheng Hitomi pressed his palm on the secret and opened the spiritual vein, and a trace of spiritual power was withdrawn from the abdominal vortex, and then instilled into the secret. As he instilled it, the spiritual power slowly outlined some strange lines on the pages of the secret book. Soon, the lines on the pages took shape, and he stopped instilling spiritual power, because he found that this strange pattern was absorbing the spiritual power around him on its own. As time passed, the lines of the formation began to be dismantled one by one, and the top of Chisheng's head continued to enlarge until a formation was the same as on the page. Then, some information flooded into his head. Seven Gang Fist, each heavy Gang Jin incarnates into a spirit warrior, the practitioner needs to fight against it, and if he wins, the fist strength enters the body to achieve a heavy, and under the triple weight, there is no obstacle to defeat. If you win on the threefold top, you will succeed, and if you lose, you will die. Before Chisheng Hitomi could think, the formation above his head began to frantically absorb the surrounding spiritual power, if there was a spiritual venerable sitting in this desolate town at this time, he would definitely find the abnormality of the spiritual power in the space, and the surrounding spiritual power was emptied, and then the spiritual power continued to converge in front of him to form a figure, with the influx of spiritual power, the figure gradually materialized, turning into a milky white humanoid body, presumably the spirit warrior transformed by Gang Jin. In the end, the figure was completely formed, a pair of red eyes emitted a stunning red light, and the rest of the facial features and skin could not be seen clearly. After the eyes were formed, the whole body flashed and swung a fist towards the red pupil. A trace of spiritual power slowly poured out, and Chisheng Hitomi also raised his fist to meet it, since he came to this world, he had never really fought heartily, and at this moment he was full of fighting spirit. The two fists collided, and Chisheng Hitomi was shocked back for more than ten steps before he stabilized his body, while the spirit warrior only took half a step back. However, seeing this situation, Chisheng Hitomi was even more happy, his seven veins were fully opened, countless spiritual power poured into the spiritual veins, and at the same time, the pores of the skin were also dilated to the limit, and countless spiritual powers were constantly absorbed into the body, his figure flashed, and he took the initiative to attack the milky white figure. Bursts of explosions sounded in the courtyard, and every fist exchange was extremely fast, and the extremely fast speed and powerful explosive force made the moment of collision squeeze the space and make bursts of explosions.

Chisheng Hitomi became more and more brave the more he fought, and then he realized the subtlety of the martial arts quenching body, the spiritual power was continuous during the battle, and at the same time, the whole body was constantly running in with the spiritual power in the battle, with the consumption of spiritual power, the body became more and more eager for spiritual power, and the speed of skin absorption became faster and faster. It was several times faster than quiet cultivation, and at this time, Chisheng Hitomi had only one thought in his heart: fighting was the best way to improve his strength. He didn't dodge every attack of the spirit warrior, and the collision made his arm numb, but he didn't plan to stop, he felt his body's thirst for spiritual power, and he continued to fight. Touch! With a loud roar, the milky white spirit warrior dissipated into the air, and at this moment, the red pupils were also embarrassed, the corners of his mouth showed traces of blood, his finger joints were extremely painful, and it was even difficult to make a fist. He had just accumulated all his spiritual power and defeated this heavy spirit warrior with one punch, and at the same time, he had completed the first dispersal of the martial arts quenching technique. Now he is extremely weak, like an old man in his old age, without a trace of strength in his body. He leaned against the wall of the courtyard, watching the formations that disappeared in the air one by one continue to enter his body, and finally in the meridians, a sword without a hilt was as strong as a sword. However, he was still extremely weak, and used the last trace of strength to allow himself to sit down cross-legged, his body running the quenching technique at great speed, and the pure spiritual power was constantly absorbed by the skin. This time he didn't use the purple fruit to help him recover. There is no smooth way to cultivate, no matter how strong the purple fruit is, it is a foreign object, this hearty battle makes the entire body that has not been active for a long time stretch, and the body that has dispersed all the spiritual power is like a whirlpool, frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual power. This speed is several times faster than before the spirit is dispersed. In this way, a day passed, and Chisheng Hitomi opened his eyes slightly, and it was already early morning. At this moment, there was a more pure and powerful spiritual power in his belly, which fully occupied half of the entire spiritual power space. Compared to the previous days, the vortex was only the size of a fist, and this time it was undoubtedly the speed of light. However, as the body is continuously repaired by spiritual power, the speed of skin absorption is also getting slower and slower, until it returns to the speed before the dispersal of the spirit. Obviously, this battle did not allow him to break through again and disperse his spirit twice. However, he didn't plan to practice the second punch again. After all, the first heavy has just been cultivated, and it is not good to chew more, and it is necessary to use it skillfully before you can experience the true meaning of it, so as to be able to exert the true power of Qigang Fist. But he was even more curious about this Qigang Fist, how could such an exercise be exchanged, thinking that if he failed above the triple, he would be killed, it seems that the triple must be an extremely important watershed, and it should not be underestimated.

Hitomi got up and walked into the room, his clothes still broken, and many of them were torn in many places during the fight with the spirit warriors. There was no way, he had to ask the waiter to buy him an ordinary dress. The costumes in this world are very simple, simply put, there is only a combination of colors, and there is no show of flowers or other patterns. It is said that only quite powerful people can show patterns on clothes, not to say that it symbolizes anything, but because the tailoring industry is too withered, after all, this is a martial world, most of the spirits only have cultivation in their eyes, and ordinary people can't afford to buy any expensive and beautiful clothes, so the general big family will have their own textile room, specially for their own people to weave clothes, while ordinary people are free to weave, can cover the body. Of course, there are also some races that do not wear clothes, not exhibitionism, but because their own reproductive system is different from that of humans, after all, no one will think that a tiger and a worm are exhibitionists without clothes. Soon, Hitomi Akasheng changed into a set of clothes, a blue kaftan and a white undershirt that looked like a close-fitting garment, of course, without buttons. The pants are just the usual human sweatpants style, but they are yarn-weaved. Because of his height and figure, this long shirt looks extremely drifting on Chisheng Hitomi, but he still lacks a long hair, otherwise he really looks like a chivalrous man in ancient times.

Chisheng Hitomi changed his clothes, the communication card on the table suddenly lit up, a trace of spiritual power poured in, and Wu Ningyin's anxious voice came: "Childe, Childe, it's not good, my brother is ......", "Ningyin, calm down, what's going on", Chisheng Hitomi asked with a frown. Childe, do you have time, I'm at the gate of the Deserted Pavilion, let's talk as we walk", Wu Ningyin's voice came, extremely eager. Hitomi Akasheng immediately put away the communication card and teleported out of the room. Soon he saw Wu Ningyin standing at the door of the Deserted Pavilion, her face was anxious at the moment, and her eyebrows were tight. "Ningyin, what's wrong", Hitomi Chisheng said and got on the plane. "Childe, today the city lord's guard came and called me and my younger brother, originally said that as long as my brother broke through the spirit this year, he could enter the guard, but, but", Wu Ningyin said with a little infarction in his voice. "But what? Could it be that the City Lord's Guard has repented? ", Hitomi Akasheng asked. No, originally the younger brother broke through the spirit man, and they were about to take the younger brother back to the main town, but at this time, a person suddenly came, it was Yu Wuyin, the second son of Yu Yi Town", Wu Ningyin said. "Yu Wuyin? Why, is he going to join the Guards too? But why did you come to this desolate town", Hitomi Akatsumi asked suspiciously. "Childe, you don't know, although they are all towns, but because the town lord of Desolate Town is only a spirit crosser, and the town lord of Yu Yi Town, that is, Yu Wuyin's father, Yu Wei, is a first-order spirit master, so Yu Yi Town is a large town, and there is no spirit master in several surrounding towns, so Yu Yi Town can be said to be the first of the surrounding towns. According to the rules, small towns can nominate one person per year to join the guard, while medium-sized cities can nominate three people, and large cities can nominate ten people. Last year, it was said that it was the younger brother who entered the guard, but because a few days before the arrival of the guard, the son of the town lord broke through the spirit, so he was temporarily replaced, and the town lord promised to recommend his younger brother this year, but he didn't expect that Yu Wuyin ran out of places in Yuyi Town, so he ran to Lonely Town to ask for a place, and the town lord had no choice but to promise his younger brother to compete with Yu Wuyin, and if he won, he would get the place, and he didn't know what happened to his brother now", Wu Ningyin said eagerly, looking into the distance from time to time. "Ning Yin, according to what you said, there are ten places in Yuyi Town, but why don't you recommend your own son", Chisheng Tong felt very strange, could it be that he Yu Wei really selflessly recommended capable people instead of recommending his son. "Childe, although there are ten places in a large city, nine of them are produced through competitions, and the fixed number of town owners can only recommend one, I think it must be that Yu Wuyin's brother was recommended, and then Yu Wuyin himself failed to beat the other nine, so he ran to this desolate town to ask for a place", Wu Ningyin said with some anger. "The guards turn a blind eye to such a thing?" , Chisheng Hitomi asked, "The guards will not intervene, they are only responsible for leading the person recommended by the town lord back, and as for who this person is and how he is recommended, they don't care", Wu Ningyin bit her lower lip and said. She was very worried about her younger brother, the physical skills she chose for him had not been cultivated, and it was impossible for her to be Yu Wuyin's opponent.

The sound of wind chimes drifted through the deserted streets at great speed, and soon, they came to the fighting spirit field of Lonely Town. This is an empty field, and the field with a prototype protruding in the center is the Fighting Spirit Field. The battle on the field had stopped, Wu Ningfeng was half-kneeling on the ground at this time, the armor that had been on his head was now gone, and his long black hair hung down to the ground, dripping blood from the corners of his mouth to the ground. On the other hand, his opponent Yu Wuyin, dressed in a white robe without a trace of wrinkles, was twenty meters tall, had a pair of horns on his head, no nose and ears, black eyes, and a slender mouth. Looking at his neat clothes, it is obvious that this duel is to crush the opponent. "Ningyin, where is the town lord", Hitomi Chisheng asked. Now there are more and more people watching, and this deserted town is just a small town, there are no events, there is no place to watch this fighting arena, everyone is watching. He couldn't tell who the town owner was in the crowd. But before Wu Ningyin could answer, Yu Wuyin rushed forward again, raised his hands with his fingers interlocked, and smashed at Wu Ningfeng's head. Touch! A loud noise spread throughout the audience, and he slammed this blow to the ground of the Fighting Spirit Arena, obviously this kind of floor is a special material, dedicated to spirit duels, so this blow did not cause any damage to the floor, but the huge force seemed to make the entire ground tremble. Seeing that the blow had smashed into the air, he narrowed his eyes slightly, withdrew his arm and looked around. Finally, Wu Ningfeng was found in the audience, and at the moment he was being held by a man in a blue robe and handed over to his sister. "Boy, don't you know that you can't meddle in the battle between spirits", Yu Wuyin said to Chisheng Hitomi. His voice was a little gloomy, and he was obviously angry at what Hitomi was doing. "Ning Yin, take him to treat his injuries, leave it to me here", Chisheng Hitomi said calmly, ignoring Yu Wuyin's inquiry. "Boy, you are looking for death", Yu Wuyin saw that he was being ignored, and he was about to do it with his arm, and he wanted to tear this guy who dared to ignore himself apart regardless of whether he was on stage or not. However, before he could make a move, Chisheng Hitomi swept onto the Fighting Spirit Arena, "Lord Town, as long as I get this guy, the recommended quota is still Wu Ningfeng's, right", Chisheng Hitomi's voice dispersed in all directions. There was no response, and Chisheng Hitomi knew that this was a tacit acquiescence, after all, Desolate Town was under the jurisdiction of Yuyi Town, and the town lord didn't dare to blatantly agree. "Boy, it's a good thing to say, but", the corners of Yu Wuyin's mouth rose slightly, and he continued with a mocking smile: "But well, you are a second-order spirit master, such a cultivator is not qualified to be a descendant of this young master." "Yes, no wonder I came here to ask for a quota", Chisheng Hitomi said in a flat tone, without questioning, let alone mockery, as if he was narrating a matter of course. "Boy, I will make you regret coming to this world", Yu Wuyin put away his sneer, and encouraged his arm to smash directly at Chisheng Hitomi. In his opinion, it was a shame that he failed to get a place in his own town, but he didn't expect to be despised by people in a wilderness town and cultivated so low, which was unbearable for his pampered self-esteem since childhood.

Seeing this, Chisheng Tong also greeted him, the spiritual veins of his body opened, and the spiritual power continued to converge in the meridians, a large and a small fist collided together, and a burst of sound spread in the space, and everyone looked fixedly, the two still maintained the posture of fists, and the two sides were tied in this blow. As a result, Chisheng Hitomi was slightly surprised, this guy's strength was a few points greater than that of the First Heavy Spirit Warrior of the Seven Gang Fist, although he practiced the Seven Gang Fist and scattered the spirit once, the explosive power of his body had changed qualitatively compared to before, but he still did not have the upper hand in this punch. However, the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, and a trace of strength gushed out, so he will try your fist. Thinking like this in his heart, Chisheng Hitomi staggered the opponent's fist strength with force, and then increased the speed of his body to the extreme, and the next duel seemed quite boring in the eyes of everyone, one person's strength was explosive but the attack was always missed, and the other Although the body was fast, the fist that hit the opponent was not painful. "Boy, don't run if you have the ability", Yu Wuyin shouted at Chisheng Hitomi. Chisheng Hitomi didn't pay attention to him, at this moment he was still dodging Yu Wuyin's attacks, but he was no longer attacking, the previous attack he had already punched Gang Jin into Yu Wuyin's arms, abdomen and back, but until now it has not exploded. This made him frown, this is too slow, if it is like this, I am afraid that if I encounter a strong opponent, I may hang up first before Gang Jin breaks out, is this Qigang Fist really so chicken? He began to use his spiritual power to replenish the energy he had consumed, intending to try again, and if that didn't work, he would quickly concentrate his strength to defeat the opponent. Because of the scattered spirits, his spiritual power has only recovered by one-third, and it is not suitable for a protracted battle at this moment. "Little Zai, you forced me", Yu Wuyin roared, obviously it was his own failed attacks again and again that made him angry, he stopped attacking, his hands were folded and his eyes were slightly closed, a powerful spiritual power fluctuation spread in the space, and then a layer of golden light covered his body, and he suddenly opened his eyes. Before Chisheng Hitomi could react, a golden figure had already arrived in front of him, followed by a left fist smashing towards his face, all in an instant. He didn't have time to dodge, turned around, squatted with his feet slightly bent, and bent his hands together in front of him to meet the punch. The huge force pushed him backwards, and he slashed straight for dozens of meters before stopping, and his elbows were also numb from the shock. Is this Yu Wuyin's physical technique, such a powerful strength, so fast, it seems that even if he blows with all his strength, he may not be able to cause any damage to the other party, and he is also a spirit, and the difference in strength is really big. If you can't do it, you can only expose your pupils. Chisheng Hitomi thought like this, at this time, the strength in his body had already replenished his spiritual power, and a trace of white flames was beating at his fingertips, if Yu Wuyin used his physical technique again, he planned to expose his pupil body and fight with him.

After the blow just now, Yu Wuyin looked a little weak, and it was obvious that this kind of physical technique also required a lot of spiritual power. But he looked at the guy in front of him, gritted his teeth vigorously, and folded his hands. A more powerful spiritual power fluctuation spread again, this fluctuation was more than twice as strong as before, and some ordinary people outside the arena couldn't even stand normally under this fluctuation. Then, his body was plated with a layer of gold again, and then he opened his eyes. At this time, Chisheng Hitomi was also concentrating, and the white flames wrapped his hands, ready to transform into a pupil body to dodge this blow at any time. At this moment, Yu Wuyin, who opened his eyes, did not move, but his eyes began to slowly protrude, and a trace of red blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth, and then his arms, abdomen, and back overflowed with milky white light, and the light quickly dissipated in the air, at this time Yu Wuyin was like a zombie, the lower body stood relatively straight, and the upper body waist could not support it and bent like that, his hands were about to hang to the ground as if they were broken, and at the same time, there were blood holes left in the milky white overflowing parts such as the abdomen. Blood continued to spill out of it, and after a while, the entire twenty-meter body fell to the ground, unknown to life. Everyone present was shocked, the only possibility they could think of was that Yu Wuyin himself forcibly used his physical arts, which resulted in a backlash of spiritual power. After all, they all saw the attack of Chisheng Hitomi, and it didn't hurt or itch, and then he was dodging it all the time. A fight ended like this, everyone dispersed, and the town lord guards took Yu Wuyin down, probably not dead. And he never saw the town lord of this desolate town, but the place of the guard was finally Wu Ningfeng, and after some adjustment, he left with the guard and went to the main town. Back in the Deserted Pavilion, Chisheng Hitomi sat down cross-legged, and after a battle, the body's need for spiritual power was also stronger. In this battle, he mastered the detonation method of Qigang Fist fist strength, in fact, the strength of the beaten out has a special connection with the body, when the spiritual power makes up for the consumed strength, this connection will be cut off, and the strength of the beaten will also explode. And the power did not disappoint him, now he is running the body quenching technique with all his might, and the reason why he was almost forced out of his pupil body today is because his spiritual power is still in the first order, and the reason why Yu Wuyin thinks that he is a second order is only because he has strong spiritual power, so the spiritual power fluctuation is stronger than that of ordinary first-order spirits. Now he had to complete the three spirit scattering as soon as possible, otherwise his spiritual power cultivation would have been stagnant at the first level of the spirit person. And this time he can be said to have beaten Yu Wuyin half to death, Yu Wuyin's spirit master's father will definitely not give up, and sooner or later he will come to the door, so Chisheng Hitomi rushed to the unprecedented pressure, a Yu Wuyin is so strong when he uses his physical skills, the spirit master's father is definitely not comparable to his son.

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