Chapter Twenty-Six: The Eve of the Contest
"Punch me!"
With a deep roar from his mouth, Wei Tian's figure swept up from the spot, and the boulder-like fist brought up a strong wind and smashed heavily into a huge black stone in front of him.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sudden loud noise spread quickly, startling flocks of birds in the originally calm mountain forest......
When the two stones collided, a violent spark was sparked, and the residual force that burst out rolled up the rubble around him, raising bursts of smoke and dust. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Break it for me!"
What made Wei Tian a little hard to believe was that before his fiery shout fell, the black stone in front of him, which looked like a solid and matchless one, had already appeared under the bombardment of the crystal blue stone fist, and in less than a few breaths, the black stone completely burst open under his somewhat surprised expression!
"Is this the power of the Medium Martial Technique..."
Under the chaotic stones, the young man stood firmly in it, surrounded by the protection of combat power, and bounced the falling stones one by one, and the corners of his mouth provoked a wonderful arc.
"I don't know how many pots this punch is enough for Wei Sheng to drink?"
Raising his head and looking at the falling gravel, the stone fist slowly dissipated, and the young man's eyes were surging with battle intent!
At the beginning, he could hardly achieve the slightest advantage in the direct confrontation with Wei Sheng, and could only skillfully deal with him, but now, with medium martial arts skills and advanced to the body building realm, he has enough confidence to confront Wei Sheng.
He believed that if he met Wei Sheng in the combat power competition, he would not be left behind, and if there was no accident, it should not be impossible to defeat him.
When the time comes, he will use his performance to slap those who insult him in the face.
"It doesn't seem to take long......"
Looking up at the sky, he found that he had only spent more than a day cultivating this Benshi Fist, which was much shorter than the time he had predicted, it seemed that although this Benshi Fist itself was weak, it had its unique benefits, if it was other medium martial arts, with his strength, if he didn't practice for two or three days, there was basically no possibility of success.
Of course, if it is a medium-level martial technique that is powerful in itself, no matter how long it takes, he may not be able to cultivate it, and it will even cause great damage to himself due to excessive exhaustion.
It can be seen from this that he chose to cultivate this seemingly low-end Benshi Fist at the beginning, what a wise choice.
"I have to go back first, I've been in the back mountain for three days, and my father will suspect that I'm missing."
After making fun of himself in his heart, Wei Tian spread his hands and smiled a little helplessly, originally planned to stay in the clan honestly after cultivating this Benshi Fist, waiting for the clan's combat power competition to start, but who knows, he spent almost two more days and hit the medium combat power Xiaocheng, which unknowingly, it was only one day away from the combat power competition.
"Let's go back to my dad first, I can't let him worry too much."
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Sneaking back into the clan, Wei Tian quickened his pace, after all, the competition was approaching, and almost all the clansmen knew that he would compete, with his previous "fame", it was inevitable that there would be some unpleasant things, so it was better to show up less in front of people.
But even so, he met some people on the way, and the expressions in their eyes were very complicated, with mockery, contempt, and even some ...... Commiseration.
Wei Tian, on the other hand, smiled indifferently at this, there was still no wave on his face, and he didn't stop on the road, and ran directly towards Wei Zong's house.
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"Daddy, are you there?"
Knocking lightly on the door, Wei Tian stood in front of the house and asked the house, but after a while, Wei Zong's answer came from the house.
"Oh my God, I'm inside, you can come in directly."
Pushing open the door, Wei Tian slightly restrained his breath, making it seem that he was still the strength under the body building realm, after cultivating the spirit of mental power, he was already able to easily hide his breath, even with the strength of Wei Zong's condensation qi realm, if he didn't probe carefully, it would be difficult to see any clues.
After all, Wei Zong wouldn't be careful about probing anything, he might not believe that his son, after meeting before, had broken through to the stage of building the body realm in just a few days, let alone using things like using telekinesis to hide his aura.
Maybe one day later, these unimaginable things will happen in front of his eyes like a surprise, leaving him dumbfounded......
"Oh my God, I just wanted to find you."
As soon as he entered the house, before he could speak, Wei Zong was the first to speak, looking at Wei Tian, whose little face was full of calm and confidence, and showed a relieved smile.
"Dad, tomorrow is the battle power competition, I want to come and meet you, so I won't be so nervous."
Having said that, in fact, Wei Tian was not nervous in his heart, after all, with his hole cards, he could almost clean up most of the contestants softly.
"Haha, you kid, you still remember to play the battle power competition, you haven't been seen for the past few days, I thought you were scared."
Looking at Wei Tian, who had been elusive for a few days, Wei Zong's eyelids narrowed slightly, and he immediately quipped.
Although he knew very well in his heart that his son was actually a ruthless man who was not afraid of heaven and earth in his bones, when his strength was difficult to improve, he dared to challenge the person who entered the body building realm, and this courage was really commendable.
"Hehe, I'm afraid it's not, Tian'er will do his best."
For Wei Zong's jokes, Wei Tian also smiled, such a conversation full of jokes, in the years when he was called a waste, it was very rare, that is, he, most of the time, was like a soulless walking corpse, even the smile, is rarely seen, the original cheerful personality, has also become a little withdrawn, although Wei Zong has been trying to find a way, hoping that he can find himself, but under the latter's bitter immature face, it seems a little powerless...
Fortunately, the young man in front of him finally regained that confident state again, and his upright body seemed to announce that the name of the medicine jar would be completely shattered under his fists!
"Okay, okay, you come here now, it may be a little late, I wanted to look for you a few days ago, but I couldn't find you...... Still, this has to be given to you. ”
Wei Zong shook his head a little helplessly, smiled mysteriously, and took out a delicate scroll from his sleeve robe and slowly handed it to Wei Tian.
After taking the scroll, the combat power in his body fluctuated slightly, and then a trace of mental power quietly flowed out of the spirit of mental power, followed his arm, and quickly climbed to the scroll in his palm.
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"This is, a low-grade martial art?"
However, after a few breaths, Wei Tian reacted, the fluctuations emitted by the scroll were not much different from some of the low-level martial arts he had seen in the martial arts hall that day, and the former may have been slightly stronger than the ones he had been exposed to that day, but it had not reached the level of the Benshi Fist, so he speculated that this was a powerful low-level martial art.
"Good boy, your eyesight is not bad, this is a low-level martial art that can be ranked in the top three in the family, with your strength, you should be able to exert some of its power, you take it to practice, if you can practice a little, when it comes to the competition, you can also have more countermeasures."
Seeing that Wei Tian saw the level of the martial technique in a short period of time, Wei Zong's heart was also a little sighing, and he couldn't help but praise him, this martial technique was obtained by him in a recent auction, and the price was not cheap, and even some stewards and elders in the clan were puzzled by this, and they were full of complaints, and Wei Zong's reason was because the quality of this martial art was not low, and he wanted to enrich the inventory of the martial arts hall, but the former was not immediately put into the martial arts, but came to Wei Tian's hands first.
Obviously, Wei Zong wanted to provide more support for his son, and it can be said that this martial arts book was bought especially for him.
"Daddy..."
Looking at the scroll in his hand, Wei Tian was silent for a while, this martial art, he had not seen it in the martial arts, and it must not be the original thing in the clan, although he didn't know where his father got this martial art for him, but he could deeply feel that his father's love for him, which was already a little churning in his heart, suddenly surged with a warm current, and the hand holding the scroll was also getting harder and harder.
"Don't worry, Daddy, there is still one day, I will work hard."
Looking at Wei Tian, whose eyes were full of confidence and resoluteness, Wei Zong's face also showed a trace of expectation, smiled slightly, patted Wei Tian's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You must pay attention to your own safety, if you can't beat it, let's come down and practice again, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, don't put too much pressure on yourself." ”
"I know Dad, I'll pay attention."
After listening to his father's advice, Wei Tian nodded vigorously, deeply feeling his father's expectations for him, then no matter what, tomorrow is going to have a good fight!
"Will Brother Qingyun go tomorrow?"
After a moment of silence, Wei Tian suddenly asked.
Hearing this, Wei Zong was slightly stunned, the look on his face showed a little unspeakable, and then he replied softly, "He said that the results of tomorrow's competition, even if he doesn't look at it, he can roughly know, so he chooses to continue cultivating, maybe he won't go......"
A look of disappointment flowed in his eyes, Wei Tian smiled helplessly in his heart, although he could have guessed that this was the result, since he was recognized as a waste by everyone, subjected to all kinds of ridicule, and even caused his father's prestige in the clan to be reduced, the feelings between their brothers have gradually become estranged, maybe most geniuses, their nature is arrogant, his brother, although he doesn't say it, but in fact, in his heart, he also looks down on himself, so over the years, he, a genius brother, I barely said a few words to my waste brother, and the relationship between this brother is almost in vain.
Maybe Wei Qingyun chose to cultivate tomorrow instead of watching the battle, or because he was afraid that after he failed miserably in the combat power competition, he would lose face as a genius on the spot.
"Hehe, it's okay, if you don't go, you won't go......"
Wei Tian smiled as if he was a little self-deprecating, as if he didn't care, but under that laughter, no one could see through, what was he thinking...
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After continuing to talk for a few words, Wei Zong asked him to leave first and comprehend the martial arts technique that was just given to him, although even Wei Zong himself was not sure that he could learn this martial technique in one day, but if he could know a little bit about it, it could also help him to a certain extent.
"Tomorrow, little one, it's up to you."
Looking at Wei Tian's departing back, Wei Zong smiled with satisfaction, and then turned around and returned to his room.
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Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Wei Tian calmed down his complicated thoughts, and immediately flipped his palm, and the previous low-grade martial arts reappeared in his hand.
A wave of combat power was slowly injected under his control, and after a few seconds, the information in the martial arts technique was transmitted back to his brain.
"Low-grade martial arts, Qi Condensation Needle, using the surrounding air as the carrier, rotates the needle, which can be used when launching a surprise attack, and can be transformed into up to ten at the same time when it is completed."
Reading the introduction of the Qi Condensation Needle in his mind, Wei Tian was also a little admired in his heart, although this thing is only a low-level martial art, but it is like an invisible hidden weapon, if it is used well, maybe it can really play a miraculous effect.
"It seems that Daddy is really hearted this time......"
After all, this kind of out-of-the-way and extremely threatening martial arts technique is still relatively rare in a small place like theirs, so it can be seen that Wei Zong definitely spent a lot of effort to help him get this martial art.
"Let's cultivate now, I can't live up to my father's heart....."
After being moved in his heart for a while, he didn't wait any longer, and immediately sealed his hands, and his combat power gradually worked, ready to start cultivating this Qi Condensing Needle.
The night came quietly in a piece of light, and the door of Weitian's room was still closed, and gusts of wind for no reason continued to blow out from the crack in the door, making a hissing sound, and several closed windows were also banging at this time, as if even the air inside had become a little unstable at this time.
Sleepless nights.....
When the morning sun of the next day slowly rose on this land, the closed door finally opened slowly, and a black-shirted figure walked out of it, feeling the warm sunlight, a flame, in the dark eyes, burning!
"It's finally here...... Battle Power Contest! ”
(To be continued)