Wu Feng's eyes looked directly at the torch, the raging flames burned in his eyes, his legs were slightly apart, his knees were bent, and he threw a punch at the torch, only to hear the sound of "pounce", the torch instantly dimmed, as if it was about to be extinguished, and after a while, it slowly burned again.

Wu Feng exhaled a breath of turbidity, thinking to himself, I thought how powerful I am now, it took less than a year to reach the realm of more than ten years later, it seems that I overestimated myself, and my fist wind could not blow out the torch ten meters away.

In fact, since Wu Feng has been cultivating during this time, it can be said that he has advanced by leaps and bounds, a thousand miles a day, first of all, the martial arts heart method engraved on these stone walls is created by the ancestor of Maoshan, which is the purest Maoshan technique, and those Maoshan Taoism and Maoshan Kung Fu that have been passed down in the world for thousands of years, there must be many omissions, and after being passed down from generation to generation, it is naturally becoming more and more unlike, what Wu Feng has learned, it is the same as what the ancestor himself taught, and the progress is naturally incomparable to that of future generations; Secondly, the white-haired old man added some herbs to Wu Feng's meals every day, so that he was a hundred times more energetic every day, and he didn't have to rest at all, which directly connected what Wu Feng had learned, he only needed to practice for one day, and he could top the progress of ordinary people in ten days and half a month, and after a few months, Wu Feng had become a veritable master of Maoshan External Skills, and his internal strength was naturally not weak, it is no exaggeration to say that even if Wu Feng's master Qingfeng Dao Chang is now competing with him, he is not necessarily his opponent.

If the torch ten steps away was replaced with a candle, it would have been extinguished by Wu Feng's fist style at this time, but Wu Feng had completely forgotten about this, in fact, his current skill had already surpassed the skill of his master Qingfeng Dao Chang in his thirties, but he didn't realize it.

Looking at the blazing torch, Wu Feng was still a little unconvinced, he suddenly wanted to try again, the fist style he played last time was about to extinguish the torch, just add a lot of strength, he can succeed.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng's face immediately fell silent, there was a trace of resoluteness, he looked directly at the torch, took a deep breath, and slowly spread the true qi that had been brewing in the dantian for a long time to the whole body, and finally gathered on his hands, he pierced a steady horse step, and the stones on the ground were crushed by his feet, with Wu Feng shouted, but seeing him with both fists out, a strong wind blew towards the torch, and in an instant, but saw that the torch made a "flutter" sound, and then dimmed, Wu Feng stood up straight, stared at the torch, looked a little nervous, waited for a while, but this time he didn't see the torch burn again, and he actually used his fist to blow out the torch ten steps away!

Wu Feng was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe his eyes, he really did it! He raised his hands and put them in front of his eyes to take a closer look, and the corners of his mouth finally bloomed with a smile of relief, and he couldn't help jumping up excitedly, and said with a big laugh: "I did it!" I really did it, I, Wu Feng, actually used my fist to extinguish the torch ten steps away! ”