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A trace of true qi can blow up a small crater.

Even bulletproof glass may barely be able to block a trace of true qi...... But it can't stop dozens of true qi bundles.

Before breaking through to the national industry level martial artist, Fang Cheng simply thought that the strength of the national industry level martial artist with one arm was more than one ton, and counting the huge strength of the whole body and the increase in true qi, that is, more than one hundred tons.

But when he came to the national level, he was deeply shocked.

The devastating power of True Qi can no longer be described by pure mechanics.

This is a higher-level power, this is a supernatural conceptual power that is higher than mechanics, and hundreds of true qi bundles can destroy a building.

And Fang Cheng's body ...... There are tens of thousands of true qi.

One finger of Fang Cai was condensed by a hundred bundles of true qi.

After a hundred bundles of true qi poured out, the strength in the body trembled, and the true qi grew wildly, and in just three seconds, the hundred bundles of true qi were filled again.

With nothing to do, Fang Cheng closed his eyes and immersed himself in his body.

True Qi Bundle...... There are about 12,900 bundles of true qi in the body, and sometimes one or two true qi dissipates into a mysterious substance to nourish the body.

His limit is the bombardment of thousands of beams of true qi.

If this amount is exceeded, it will cause damage to the body.

After all, there is a limit to the body container.

After thinking for a while, Fang Cheng glanced at the black crack, his body moved, floating in the air, and slowly flew in the direction of Wang Youwei and Damon.

True Qi has a supernatural conceptual effect, and flying in the air is just one of them.

Wang Youwei is still praising loudly, what a genius Fang Cheng is, how strong he is...... Fang Cheng floated behind Wang Youwei, laughing and laughing.

Although the senses of professional-level martial artists are keen, they cannot detect national-level martial artists.

Even if a national-level martial artist attacks, a professional-level martial artist will not perceive the crisis...... This is the difference in the level of life.

Dimon was stunned for a moment, and looked blankly at Wang Youwei's back.

His face was flushed and his eyes were hazy...... He smiled and said, "Man, aren't you tired of floating in the sky? ”

Wang Youwei laughed: "You drank too much, right?"

"Hmm. ”

A faint answer came from behind Wang Youwei.

This sound frightened Wang Youwei so much that the wine bottle in his hand almost didn't fall to the ground, he hurriedly turned his head to glance at it, and said with a dry smile: "Admiral Fang, hehe......"

Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly: "What Admiral Fang, tell us to achieve good." ”

Wang Youwei put down the wine bottle, quickly stood up, turned to face Fang Cheng, scratched the back of his head, and sneered: "Okay, okay, Fang Cheng, you can also drink some?"

Fang Cheng glanced at him: "I don't drink." ”

Occasional drinking has very little effect on martial arts.

Moreover, the oppression and dullness on the island of Nebreda have dissipated in these days, and it is harmless for everyone to drink a little wine in high spirits.

Dimon stood up, walked to Fang Cheng's side, touched Fang Cheng's arm, and exclaimed:

"Fang Cheng, buddy, you are really a god descending into the world, hiss, a national-level martial artist, too powerful, too powerful, it is estimated that you can crush me to death with one finger. ”

"Haha. ”

The white man rubbed his hands, a little at a loss, and also walked up and smiled in agreement.

The registered battle martial artists who were watching from the sidelines had bright eyes, and looked at Fang Cheng who fell to the ground with respect and longing.

National-level martial artists are their life goals in this life.

But...... The vast majority of people are unlikely to touch this level.

In the entire earth, there are more than 3,000 professional-level martial artists, and there are only twelve national-level martial artists.

Moreover, the lifespan of a national-level martial artist is as long as two hundred years...... If you want to break through to a national-level martial artist, you must break through at least before the age of seventy.

Otherwise, when a person is over 70, his blood, and body will be decayed and decayed.

If you want to come to the national industry level again, it is absolutely impossible.

Fang Cheng glanced around and patted the black man Damon on the shoulder: "Today you are free to eat and drink, but tomorrow, you have to cheer up, although I am guarding, but also just in case." ”

Everyone said yes.

Fang Cheng looked around again, his body moved, and flew into the sky.

High in the sky, the wind is loud.

The sea breeze brings a salty smell and the occasional seabird flies by.

Fang Cheng slowly ascended, and the true qi acted on the air, exuding wave after wave of force, dragging it into the sky.

Twenty meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

......

353 meters...... It wasn't until this height that Fang Cheng's figure stagnated.

This altitude is the limit of low-altitude flight.

Further up, the air was thinner, and the force of the True Qi decreased, even if Fang Cheng used all his strength to burst out the True Qi, that is, he would rise by dozens of meters.

This is the limit height.

Fang Cheng looked down.

Nearly a thousand registered war martial artists have turned into small black dots.

From this height, you can almost see the edge of the island of Nibreda.

The sky is vast, but it is not as moved as Fang Cheng's heart.

Soaring in the low sky, standing in the void, such a landscape, such a scenery, Fang Cheng sighed lightly.

Stand tall in the sky.

It is also standing on the pinnacle of humanity.

.........

A month later.

In front of the black crack, Fang Cheng was still sitting cross-legged.

A diamond-shaped green sheet of light shot out of the crack.

"Drink!"

Fang Cheng snorted softly, stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched his index finger.

A hundred beams of true qi turned into a white pillar of light more than one meter thick, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and slammed straight into the diamond-shaped light sheet.

"Poof. ”

The light explodes and disappears.

The corners of Fang Cheng's mouth moved, and he looked down in his field of vision:

The attribute symbol flickered and changed to: "Strength: 5.4, Dexterity: 2.8, Spirit: 2.4, Elemental Energy: 22.2." ”

This meta can point the value, enough for two.

Fang Cheng chuckled.

In a month, under the nourishment of true qi, his physique improved rapidly.

He added two points to strength and spirit, and one point to agility...... The strength has risen sharply, and it is no longer the stage of entering the national industry level for the first time.

The true qi in the body also skyrocketed to more than 21,000 bundles.

With all his strength, he was able to pour out more than 1,800 bundles of true qi with a single blow.

Well?

Fang Cheng's gaze moved, looking to the left.

The Pure Void Daoist came out of nowhere.

"Fang Cheng, you have been guarding this place for more than a month, take a break, and then replace me to guard this place. ”

Fang Cheng was stunned: "It's okay, Qingxu, I'm not tired, I don't need to change." ”

Qingxu Daoist was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "Fang Cheng, although you have reached the national level, your way of using your true qi is still very rough, although you are for the country and the people, you will not give up martial arts." ”

Fang Cheng was dumbfounded.

In this place, there is an endless stream of Yuan Energy points, for him, this is martial arts, this is to enhance strength.

But the people of the Pure Void Dao didn't know...... He only thinks that Fang Cheng is single-minded, shouldering the responsibility for humanity and destroying the enemy who comes across the rift.

However, even with the mind of a national-level martial artist, he poked into the black crack...... Nor is it completely perceptible to anything.

Just waiting for the rabbit here is a bit overkill for a national-level martial artist.