Chapter 53: The Second Fist Technique

Seeing Li Mochou fleeing, Ren Xiaoyao's heart was relieved, and he had no idea of continuing the pursuit.

"Compared with the master of internal strength, the disadvantage is still too obvious." He couldn't help but sigh when he thought back to the battle just now.

Just Li Mochou made it so difficult for him, if he had his own internal strength, it would definitely be much easier.

The control of various parts of the body by the national martial arts master is absolutely terrifying, and it can be accurate to a specific muscle on the body, to such an extent, it is impossible for these martial arts masters who specialize in internal strength to achieve it.

In the original plot, Yang Guo only practiced martial arts in the ancient tomb for a few years, and then changed from an ordinary person who didn't know martial arts to a master, and even the big boss Golden Wheel Dharma King could be defeated by combining the swords with the little dragon girl.

No matter how high Yang Guo's talent is, he will not be weaker than him, with his talent, it took him twenty years to cultivate the Yiquan, Yang Guo's situation obviously proves that the strength level of this world is indeed not profound.

This point, he studied it carefully when he watched this drama, and finally came to the conclusion that his strength can compete with Li Mochou, but when he encounters a top master like Guo Jing and Huang Yaoshi, he has no ability to resist at all.

Although he can fight fiercely with Li Mochou, and even take him by surprise and almost kill him, it all depends on his dodging ability.

Once he encounters a top master, their movements will be so fast that he can't react, even if he reacts, he will definitely not be able to resist, those people's internal strength is not comparable to Li Mochou, and even the phantom can be beaten.

Compared with these people, he estimated that he would have to break through to the level of Gangjin, as long as he reached this level, the surface of his body would be able to emit Gangjin to protect his body, and he could also play Gangjin in the air, which was similar to the external release of internal force.

Of course, the two are different in essence, the internal force is purely the power of heaven and earth that is refined, while the strength is a combination of the power of heaven and earth and physical strength.

"Although I have the power to protect myself now, I still have to break through as soon as possible."

What Ren Xiaoyao is most afraid of now is to meet the top masters of those villains, such a person, if he really shoots at him, it will be difficult for him to resist. Fortunately, there are not many people like this, and most of the people in the Condor are still good, and maybe they can still be inherited.

Inheritance?

Ren Xiaoyao's heart moved, and suddenly an idea came to him.

Since Yang Guo can quickly practice internal strength, can he also try to cultivate internal strength? Anyway, Gangjin is the power of another system, and it shouldn't have much impact if he practices it.

Just like after practicing boxing, you don't delay practicing swordsmanship, as long as you can take care of it, you should be fine.

Ren Xiaoyao was thinking about it, when a sudden pain suddenly rose in his chest, making him feel dizzy in front of him.

"It's not good, it's the poison of the Ice Spirit Silver Needle."

Ren Xiaoyao's face changed, and he fled Li Mochou just now, and suddenly made him forget that he was still suppressing the poison, and as soon as his mind was relieved, the poison began to spread.

In the rear, Lu Zhanyuan and the others originally wanted to come up to talk to Ren Xiaoyao, but seeing that the latter's expression was changing, as if he was thinking about something, they tacitly agreed not to come up to disturb. Unexpectedly, after a few breaths, the young man who was still calm suddenly had a layer of green light on his face.

"Oops, he's poisoned!"

Lu Zhanyuan reacted immediately and hurriedly walked forward.

But before he could get closer, he saw Ren Xiaoyao open his posture again and put on a strange pose.

He didn't know that this was the "serpentine fist" in Xingyi boxing.

Poisonous, Ren Xiaoyao didn't have time to react, and subconsciously hit Xingyi Fist, but he didn't know why he chose the snake form.

The toxin flowed down the blood all over his body, and soon, Ren Xiaoyao's entire face turned pale.

Next to him, Lu Zhanyuan and the others had all surrounded him, and they all felt helpless when they looked at Ren Xiaoyao in the middle.

"Xianggong, what should we do, this young man rescued us from Li Mochou's hands, we can't watch him die." He Wanjun looked anxious and looked at Ren Xiaoyao with worry.

But what can they do, Li Mochou's fierce reputation for the Ice Spirit Silver Needle makes the people on the rivers and lakes frightened.

At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao, whose body had been still for a while, moved again.

A new "momentum" rose from him, which immediately made Lu Zhanyuan and the three of them react.

"This is..."

Lu Zhanyuan looked at Ren Xiaoyao in disbelief, his eyes looked at his wife, but He Wanjun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

At this time, Ren Xiaoyao felt a mysterious and mysterious realization surging into his heart, and he felt that under the stimulation of the poison, at this time of life and death crisis, the shape and meaning fist intent he comprehended was like boiling boiling water, constantly surging in his mind.

It lasted about five seconds, and the next moment his mind exploded!

Drink!

His eyes suddenly became as bright as stars, and in front of his line of sight, Lu Zhanyuan and the others were shocked, they had never felt such a terrifying sense of oppression at all.

In the place where they couldn't see, a "colorful giant snake" slowly rose from Ren Xiaoyao's body, and the giant snake circled and ascended to the sky, several feet long, and its letter was uncertain, and then its head was down, and it exhaled a breath violently to Ren Xiaoyao.

"Serpentine fist intent, refining ten thousand poisons!"

Ren Xiaoyao drank in his heart, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a huge furnace, and the toxins that flowed in the blood and eroded with the blood were like ice and snow melting, and were rapidly refined by the snake-shaped fist intent.

The human body is the biggest treasure house, with infinite potential, at this time, Ren Xiaoyao uses the serpentine fist intent as a guide to open the treasure of the flesh, without the need for foreign objects, he will turn the toxin away, making it into the most essential existence - molecules, atoms.

As the snake venom was refined, the cyan on Ren Xiaoyao's face slowly disappeared, but in its place, it was a gradually weakening spiritual power.

Ren Xiaoyao had not yet touched the level of the soul at this time, so his spiritual power was still relatively weak, and the two consecutive fist intent techniques had already made him extremely mentally depressed.

Therefore, in the eyes of Lu Zhanyuan and others, Ren Xiaoyao at this time, the glint in his eyes has disappeared for the most part, and the temperament of the whole person has converged to the extreme, and he has not had the vertical and horizontal demeanor when he started with Li Mochou.

After refining the last bit of residual toxin, Ren Xiaoyao's heart was relieved, and then he stroked his chest with his hand, where the small hole pierced by the Ice Spirit Silver Needle was slowly flowing blood, and the color was already normal red.

"It's dangerous."

wiped a cold sweat in his heart, Ren Xiaoyao was glad that he was fortunate to have noticed it at the time, and he didn't let the silver needle actually work, otherwise such a violent toxicity, with his body would not be able to bear it at all, if that was the case, he would still have time to comprehend the formula of "refining ten thousand poisons" is still unknown, maybe he will capsize in the gutter.

"But now it's an unexpected joy, with the serpentine fist intent, you can almost not be afraid of poison in the future."

A smile appeared on Ren Xiaoyao's face, and he turned to look at Lu Zhanyuan and the others.