Chapter 3: The Power of Courage

"Poof!"

Caught off guard by the demon soldiers, the steel bars pierced deep into his temples.

Everything is in the "script" of Feng Wu.

Five times to return to the limit of the force, the demon soldiers cut the steel bar to form a sharp weapon, grabbed Shameng's eyes to attract attention, and finally made a desperate bet and killed with one blow.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the powerful demon soldiers are like marionettes in front of him.

"Roar!"

The temple was pierced, and the demon soldier did not die immediately, but returned to the light and slapped Feng Wu.

Feng Wu's pupils shrank, he was in a state of exhaustion, and the whole person was still in mid-air, and there was nowhere to hide.

"Bump!"

Feng Wu put his hands on his chest, was slapped fiercely, and rolled on the ground three times, and the rubble all over the ground scraped him with blood.

His hands were more like they had been hit by a train, his elbows were irregularly twisted, his organs were like fire, and a stream of scarlet sweetness surged up his throat and was swallowed alive by him.

And the demon soldier was destroyed in his brain, and after waving his arms indiscriminately twice, he finally fell heavily to the ground, convulsing constantly.

"It's really tenacious, it's really a mistake······"

Feng Wu slowly got up with some difficulty, his twisted hands supporting the ground, and suddenly twisted hard.

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying cracking sound of bone joints in both arms, and the dislocated joints were put back by Feng Wusheng.

He moved his hands, the pain came like a tide, although the joints were fine, but this was not a movie, such a violent bone grafting method made the joints seriously bruised, swollen like steamed buns, and every activity brought great pain.

"Barely enough. ”

Feng Wu's eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't feel pain, he walked over to the Demon Kingdom soldier and grabbed the steel bar that was still stuck in his temple.

Twist it hard!

With a violent tremble, the demon soldiers were completely lifeless.

He didn't even think that he couldn't hold out ten breaths in the hands of such a weak human.

"Roar!

At the same time, the demon soldiers in the distance seemed to hear the movement and rushed towards this side with an inexplicable shout. And when they arrived, the ground was only left with the tall corpses of the demon soldiers.

···········

After a while, the sewer manhole cover not far from the corpse of the demon soldier was slightly loosened, and Feng Wu crawled out of it.

"The infrastructure of the future world is good. ”

Feng Wu commented that if you want to put Yahua 40 years ago, hiding in the sewer is tantamount to suicide.

If a turtle comes to Yahua, I'm afraid it won't survive three episodes.

Feng Wu walked back to the building where the water tank he had been hiding in was located, which was searched by the demon soldiers and would not be in much danger for the time being.

Sitting in the corner of the second floor, Feng Wu felt the injuries on his body and couldn't help frowning.

The ligaments and muscles were severely strained, the arms were bruised and swollen due to the forced bone grafting after the dislocation, and the skin and flesh were all scratched by the rubble on the ground, which is likely to cause infection if not treated as soon as possible.

And the spoils of the battle······

Feng Wu patted the huge and small animal skin pocket in his hand, which he had searched from the Demon Kingdom soldiers in a hurry.

There are only a few things in the leather pocket. A few pieces of dark green dry food, some strangely shaped ornaments and talismans, and coins with strange pictures and texts depicted seemed to be the currency of the Demon Kingdom.

In the end, Feng Wu found a small cloth bag with a delicate shape.

The bright red background, gold trim and lines, show a bit of preciousness.

Opening the cloth bag, two blood-red dragon's eye sized pills appeared in front of him.

And then there's a sweet scent of scarlet.

Like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, the sweet scent of scarlets seems to make the air throb a little.

There was a rare hint of intoxication in Feng Wu's eyes, and he took a deep breath of the sweet breath in the air, like a poppy addict, it was a desire from the depths of his soul.

And the so-called "soul deep" existence is······

Roar!

A cloud of blood-red amber viscous liquid rushed out from the deepest part of Feng Wu's soul like a tiger, like a beast out of a cage, trying to break the diaphragm of the body and devour the blood-colored pill.

"The power of extreme martial arts······ They entered this body with me!"

A gleam flashed in Feng Wu's eyes.

The power of the spirit, also known as the power of the root, is a miraculous power released by the combination of spirit and body.

Feng Wu fought against nuclear bombs in his previous life, and at the last moment, the power of courage broke the boundaries of the human body, and some kind of unknowable mutation occurred, and he actually followed his spirit to another body.

"What is the power that can trigger my courage·····"

Feng Wu looked at the blood-colored pill in his hand, put it to his mouth, and licked it gently.

Roar!

The fishy sweetness like the blooming of a blood lotus flower occupied the entire taste buds, and with it, there was a cheer of the thick amber-like extreme martial arts power in the body.

This thick power of spirit gradually dissolved in the sweet fragrance, turning into a trace of blood-colored mist, floating in Feng Wu's body, causing part of the power of spirit to slowly be fused by flesh and blood.

"A ······ that promotes the fusion of strength and body"

The power of spirit is a strange power that is liberated after the combination of body and spirit, and theoretically if you change a body, the power of spirit will disappear at all, not to mention the fusion with a different body, even if you are a martial artist, you can't figure out what changes have occurred in yourself.

"If that's the case·····"

Feng Wu pondered for a while and put a blood-colored pill in his mouth.

The pill melted in his mouth, it didn't look like it was solid, it was more like sticky blood or some kind of grease, and Feng Wu could even feel the wails and resentments that were almost solidifying in it.

He saw the stumps, the broken organs, the bare bones and the transparent marrow, the weeping and mutilated creatures.

Like hell.

And the power of the spirit rejoices in this hell.

The power of the spirit solidified like amber escaped in large quantities, wandering through Feng Wu's body.

And as the power of courage wandered, Feng Wu's expression gradually stabilized.

He slowly stood on one foot, his upper body curled up in a ball. The ten fingers of both hands are entwined together, stretched towards the front of the head, and the neck is slightly raised, like a sacred cow raising its head, thick and calm and soothing.

Looking closely, you can find that the skin and fascia on Feng Wu's body are tangled like hemp rope, constantly undulating and wriggling.

Gradually, he changed his posture, and the independent foot was bent, as difficult as carrying a green mountain.

His lungs swelled and contracted, and his breath was long and powerful, pulling his skin, flesh, muscles and bones to agitate together.

His spirit was completely immersed in a peculiar mood.

He forgot everything, and only felt that he had become a sleeping bull, with a body as huge as a mountain, a body that shimmered like the light of the sun and the moon, and the blood in his body flowed like a river and a sea, and the occasional snort was as deafening as thunder.

One of the foundations of extreme martial arts, the Kui Niu pile method.

Extreme martial arts are a combination of ancient root secret martial arts such as the inner family of the earth in previous lives, guiding, yoga, meditation, tantra, etc., and the key to this is the unity of body and mind.

It's mysterious.

In fact, it is just the soul comprehending the true meaning and artistic conception, the body cooperates with the pile posture, mobilizes the blood and nutrition in the body and mind in the unity of body and mind, activates the cell system, regulates and controls the body's endocrine system, so as to have a specific impact on the body according to the fist and the pile method.

Just like the current Fengwu.

The artistic conception and posture of the Kui Niu pile method have been perfect.

The qi and blood in his body began to work slowly, his heart beat slowly, but each stroke was able to transport blood to the ends of his limbs, and the nutrients in his body began to slowly strengthen his body with the blood flow.

In the legend of the earth, the Yellow Emperor used the skin of the cow to cast the divine drum, and the drum resounded for 500 miles.

The Kui Niu pile is borrowing this artistic conception to strengthen the skin and flesh fascia.

This process is the stage of laying the foundation, which will consume a lot of nutrients in the body, and often needs to be combined with medicinal baths and food supplements, otherwise martial arts will not only not make progress, but will also collapse the body.

Feng Wu doesn't talk about medicinal bath food supplements now, even normal diet is a problem.

However, the lack of nutrients can be replaced with courage.

And the blood-colored pill just promoted the fusion of the power of courage and the body.

The cracked skin is slowly healing.

The distorted blood vessels are corrected and unblocked.

After the concussion, the injured viscera returned to normal.

Even, even more powerful than before!

And in this world, the role of martial arts seems to be more than that.

Feng Wu's perception.

Streams of thin, distorted azure light mist filled the void around him, slowly converging towards his body as his qi and blood flowed.

"The power of the roots! Every corner of this world is filled with the purest force of courage!"

In this regard, the indifferent Feng Wu couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

In the inherent concept of Feng Wu, the power of courage has an obvious personal imprint, and it is a strange power that is liberated after the martial artist cultivates the boxing technique to the limit of human physical strength, and integrates the personal spirit, will, and martial true intention.

And in this world, the power of courage exists in every void, although it is so thin.

However, just as the outside world was about to touch his body.

"Roar!"

The roar came from the depths of Feng Wu's soul, and the blood-red amber power of the Extreme Martial Dao Spirit was like a fierce beast that had been infested on the territory, completely expelling the outside forces that tried to get close.

"The power to repel all alien spirits ······"

Extreme martial arts are the purest, eliminating all impurities, leaving only a domineering martial arts heart, and the generated power of martial arts is domineering and exclusive.

"I can't absorb the root power of this world, and I seem to be excluded from this world's power system······

Feng Wu muttered to himself in a low voice, when he discovered the pure root power of the outside world, he had a guess about this world by associating the relevant memories in his memory.

Without the deterrence of thermal weapons, and still being able to survive in the cracks of the Demon Kingdom and various Phantom Sect races, mankind must have given birth to unimaginably strong people.

If you can't touch the origin power of a world, it will be difficult for the martial arts to move an inch.

"So what does it matter?"

Feng Wu didn't care about putting the remaining blood-colored pill into his mouth.

Extreme martial arts are meant to break the impossible!