An Dong's state at this time was mysterious and mysterious, completely immersed in a small world.

There are no mountains and rivers, no sun, moon and stars, and no vast stars.

At this moment, in his eyes, there was only a weed swaying in the wind on the other side of the river.

The thin blades of grass seem to be weak and can't help the wind, but they are always swaying from side to side in the strong wind, repeatedly silently fighting against the strong wind.

Everything was blurred, except for the grass that remained in An Dong's sight.

A small section of dead branches floating in the river was splashed up, and suddenly broke into An Dong's sight.

Just when An Dong frowned slightly, wanting to complain that this dead branch had ruined the harmonious picture, the grass swaying in the wind swayed with the wind, and the sharp blades of grass crossed the dead branches at once.

Without a sound, the small branch was easily split in two and fell to the ground.

An Dong's whole person was shocked, and the things that he had been puzzled for many days were solved at once.

At the beginning, in the wasteland, Ling Yiyi split those planetary debris so easily.

After that, An Dong racked his brains, but he still couldn't find the method that Ling Yiyi used at that time.

Now, he's finally figured it all!

Just now, when the blade of grass broke through the dead branch, it looked like it was just a touch, but in fact it was not.

Because of the constant swaying in the wind, the whole blade of grass was shaking violently.

When the edge of the leaf touches the dead branch, the blade of grass hits three times in a row in the same position on the surface of the debris.

These three strokes were applied to the dead branches at almost the same time, causing the local position of the dead branches to resonate.

It is precisely because of this high-frequency oscillation that the part of the dead branch is overwhelmed, and finally breaks and becomes two sections.

At the beginning, Ling Yiyi really used An Dong's energy to send a powerful high-frequency vibration energy wave to the asteroid, only to break through the energy shield on the asteroid's exterior and split it in two.

An Dong can be sure of this!

However, understanding the truth and applying it in practice are completely different things.

Sitting cross-legged on the riverbank, An Dong closed his eyes and kept demonstrating his movements in his mind, wanting to turn this harvest into his most powerful attack skill.

Over and over again, An Dong tirelessly continued to imagine.

The position of the shot, the frequency of the change, the mobilization of energy, the planning of the route, etc., An Dong has carefully sorted out all the things he can think of, and strives to achieve the best state.

"Break it for me!"

When An Dong opened his eyes again, he got up and punched in one go, hitting a boulder in front of him.

Two blows, to be exact.

Because the interval frequency in the middle is so fast, so fast that people can't even notice that this is the same blow twice in a row.

With a "bang", the boulder shattered in response to the sound and turned into a pile of stones of different sizes.

An Dong looked disappointed and kept shaking his head.

This is not the result he wanted.

The moment he threw his punch, Andong was convinced that he had controlled his power very precisely.

Whether it was speed or strength, he did his best, but the boulder still shattered to the ground, which was not the result he expected at all.

According to his preconceived assumption, this boulder should only crumble into powder at the point of focus, and the rest of the place should be well preserved!

What's the problem?

An Dong frowned, lowered his head and walked forward along the riverbank.

"It's still not fast enough!"

As he walked, An Dong suddenly stopped, his eyes were bright, and he cried out excitedly.

When Ling Yiyi broke through the asteroid, how many energy fluctuations were emitted?

According to An Dong's own recollections, Ling Yiyi should have sent out at least five energy attacks at the same time at that time.

launched five attacks in a row at the same time, such a frequency, even those hand-speed otaku who practice in front of the computer movie every day, can only sigh to themselves, right?

"Just now, my blow seemed to be fast enough, but in fact it was far away!"

An Dong stood in front of a huge stone and began to practice his fists against the stone.

Still, none of his punches hit the stones.

His fist was still half an inch away from the stone, and it had already been withdrawn.

After swinging millions of punches in a row, An Dong was finally so tired that he collapsed to the ground.

Sweating profusely and panting like a cow.

Sitting in front of the stone, Andong gulped and breathed greedily in the air.

However, no matter how tired his body was, his hands were still swinging his fists steadily.

It was like throwing a fist for the first time, and there was no sign that he was so tired that he was about to collapse.

"Break it for me!"

An Dong roared angrily, and both fists hit the bottom of the boulder at the same time.

Nothing has changed.

The boulder didn't break, but it didn't hit a round hole by him as Andong expected.

"Again...... Failed? ”

An Dong withdrew his fists and said with some loss.

As soon as An Dong's words fell, a crisp sound suddenly came from the boulder, the sound was very small, and if you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't be able to find it at all.

After the sound of "pop", at the position of An Dong's fist, two fist-sized round holes suddenly collapsed.

Stone flour is sucked into the flour and scattered in the air and blown away by the breeze.

Looking at the two round holes that ran through the boulder, An Dong jumped up and shouted loudly:

"It worked! I really made it! ”

With this success, An Dong began to "cultivate" even more difficult: he wanted to be like Ling Yiyi, who could send out energy fluctuation attacks out of thin air.

But this time, An Dong was disappointed.

No matter how much he mobilized the energy in his body, he just couldn't attack more than once at the same time.

After that, Andong tried his hands again.

Hitting two punches at the same time was already his limit, and this third punch couldn't be combined with the first two laps anyway.

"It seems that my cultivation is still too low!"

An Dong brought his fists close to his eyes and said with some loss.

However, even these two punches stacked together were already several times more powerful than his previous fists.

If he runs into Liu Mingzhi again, he won't let him escape if he says anything!

"What should I call this self-created attack skill?"

An Dong circled around the ruined boulder, muttering to himself in a low voice.

This is An Dong Xihui's first attack skill, and it is also his own original, and the name must not be sloppy.

It is really not easy to think that it must have momentum and be catchy, but also be able to reflect the characteristics of his boxing method.

"Why don't you just call it an armor-piercing fist! One punch down is enough to open the mountain and break the armor, making all armor fearful! ”

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