Chapter Twenty-Four: Just Six Pulses
The huge punch caused the stunned crowd of onlookers.
It was a figure wearing a disguised mask, and his fist seemed to be a tiger roaring...... The space was completely shattered......
In front of everyone's eyes, this punch was fiercely imprinted on Scarface's chest, and a dull loud sound rippled far away, and even the dust on the ground rippled.
"Idiot!"
The corner of Feng Haoyan's mouth sneered.
Think the smiling man is a stake?
The reason why Shizun strictly forbade him to challenge Scar was because of his terrifying anti-shock power...... If you are not careful, the latter's shock will directly shock people to death.
"Oops!"
Huang Lingling subconsciously exclaimed.
She had directly challenged Scar, and of course she knew how terrifying the force of the shock was...... There are some worries at the moment.
"There are only six spiritual veins, and they dare to wear masks to sensationalize, and they all deserve to die. ”
Feng Haoyan spoke disdainfully.
......
Burst!
Sure enough, in the next second, a figure was shocked high, a mouthful of blood rushed out, and the air was filled with the salty smell of blood.
Scar's face was expressionless, and he didn't move.
Six veins?
Vulnerable, not worthy of being allowed to speak.
......
Burst!
"It's so strong. ”
The masked man is none other than Zhao Chu.
He came out in the middle of the night to hang out, found that there was a lively scene, poked his head in, and found that it was Huang Lingling...... This scar guy seems to have been seen in the downtown before.
Huang Lingling's evaluation was even higher than that of Feng Haoyan of the Nine Veins, and Zhao Chu was a little itchy at the moment.
Speaking of which, his breakthrough speed is too fast, everything is just on paper, and the actual combat experience is almost zero.
Burst!
Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the meridians of Zhao Chu's body seemed to be torn, and the pain was almost suffocating.
Fortunately, during this time, he was suffering from the extreme pain of the Mirror Soul Washing Pool, otherwise he would have fallen into a coma directly with this blow.
"Ahh
At this time, Zhao Chu was curious about the identity of the scar guy, and couldn't help but use the demon mirror to visit.
Who knows, a hot and sharp pain hit his mind, and a desperate feeling of suffocation came, and his probe ...... Fail.
This is the first failure.
"This Scar guy is very strong...... It's so strong that people are desperate......"
Zhao Chu covered his left eye, which was almost burned blind, and his heart was beating wildly.
Looking at the demon mirror to spy on others, it is also divided into strong and weak levels.
If it was Huang Lingling, Feng Haoyan's level, with Zhao Chu's current cultivation, the pain would be completely bearable...... But if it is at the level of Ze Yanhua and Huang Gongchuan, it will be extremely painful, and this experience is worse than death...... Of course, Ji Dongyuan's grade is completely stress-free.
The more powerful the information, the more terrible it will be.
......
"It's a joke to come out in the middle of the night to scare people. ”
"That's right, the little six veins awakened, hurry up and go home to wash and sleep...... Scholars wear masks and pretend to be mysterious...... It turned out to be an idiot. ”
"Let's go to the medicine hall for treatment...... Don't be shocked to death for being in the limelight. ”
One after another ridicule and abuse came, and Zhao Chu sat on the ground, covering his left eye and motionless.
......
"It's not going to be really okay. He is not very old, could he also be a student of the Xiangfeng Martial Academy. ”
Huang Lingling observed carefully, and she found that the skin on the wrist exposed by the masked man was obviously a teenager.
......
"Huh?"
"How?
Just when Zhao Chu was disheartened and was about to return to the Martial Mansion to carry out his untouchable cultivation, the countless shattered meridians in his body were filled with spiritual power fluctuations that seemed to be absent.
These fluctuations are rampant, unscrupulously impacting ...... Seventh vein.
"I see...... I understand...... Haha......"
Half a minute later, Zhao Chu felt the crumbling seventh vein barrier, and suddenly burst out laughing.
If the human body is compared to a wet towel, then the spiritual fluid is the water in the towel. Practicing on weekdays is to squeeze the towel and keep it dry...... With Zhao Chu's current ability, it seems that the water in the towel has been squeezed dry, and if he wants to make further progress, he can only continue to inject spiritual liquid, squeezing again and again, in order to practice great strength...... But in this way, a lot of time is wasted.
But after experiencing Scar's terrifying shock, the towel fiber was destroyed, and the deep spiritual fluid that could not be squeezed out by himself reappeared.
Break and then stand.
Blood...... The same is water...... It can also achieve the purpose of cultivation.
"I see...... If you want to make endless leaps and bounds, you can only increase the dosage of medicine...... Ha ha...... My way, found it!"
Zhao Chu hid the Qiankun ring on his body and did not expose his fingers...... His spiritual power quietly probed, and a bottle of spiritual liquid that was seven times concentrated appeared in the palm of his hand.
Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong!
Drink it all.
......
"God don't help me...... Searching the entire Qinggu Kingdom, there is not a single genius in the awakening period who can shake me back...... Able to shatter my shackles......"
"The strongest genius of this session, the king of Motong City, Junchen, can only shake me back by half a step...... Although he was the leader of his class, it was not enough at all...... This young man, after awakening the six veins and bearing my backshock, was able to remain unconscious, in fact, he was also a good seedling...... Maybe I'm too anxious. ”
"Sad, sad...... It seems that we can only close the pass, and let's break through the golden pill first...... Infant old monster, too far away. ”
Scar shook his head in frustration:
"In the entire Qinggu Dynasty, there is not a single real demon in the hundred cities...... This Tianjiao rehearsal battle is commonplace......"
A loud sigh fell, and Feng Haoyan, Huang Lingling and the others turned pale.
He is not despising any Tianjiao, he is despising an era...... The so-called Tianjiao of this session are all ...... Litter.
But this person's background is qualified to say this.
......
Rumble!
Just as Lu Xiu flicked his sleeves and was about to leave, his eyebrows and feet jumped for no reason.
At this moment, everyone noticed something unusual.
The six-veined masked man who was seriously injured just now stood up quietly and stubbornly.
He curled up on his back, and six spiritual veins grew like weeds, as if he was overdrawing all his strength...... Unconsciously, the spiritual power suspended in the air had already formed a vortex, which was devoured, absorbed, and refined by him...... Burn.
"I need to break, reorganize, tear...... My strength is not enough...... So, Hong Duanya's predecessors ...... We're ...... World War I. ”
Under the mask, Zhao Chu's left eye was a deep crimson color, and within the eye socket, it seemed to be tumbling with endless magma.
Pain?
This is the sword in the hands of the strong, and this is the stepping stone under the feet of the strong.
The wind is crushed and exploded.
A black shadow, like an angry brown bear, brazenly tore through the space...... The six veins converge on the arm, like a Sensen chain, and continue to rotate and compress...... In the end, it converged into a terrifying king fist.
Thundered!
The deafening sound continued to roar...... Roll on and on.
Lu Xiu didn't care, and slammed his chest on it.
But in the next second, his eyebrows jumped slightly.
Non-stop, non-stop!
Bearing the terrifying power of the shock, the fist that should have been blown away is still gathering strength...... In the face of severe pain, continue to ...... Rumble!
Boom Boom Boom!
At this moment, Zhao Chu is like an electric drill, superimposing wave after wave of power, constantly advancing...... He used his fist as a spear and hysterically burned the drill...... One centimeter, two centimeters, three centimeters......
Bang!
Streams of terrifying blood mist continued to splatter out from the pores of Zhao Chu's body.
In his mind, the mirror image of the other side of Sumeru's soul...... Hong Duanya's face was indifferent, and he raised his killing intent to the peak...... This breath of courage and martial arts instantly filled Zhao Chu's pupils.
Boom Boom!
Finally, Zhao Chu's six spiritual veins were extinguished, and he gritted his teeth and hysterically burned the last breath of spiritual power...... Exhaustion...... Shocked again.
Boom!
It seemed to be a broken pocket, and Zhao Chu sat limp in the corner, like a bloody man.
......
Hiss!
At this moment, everyone was stunned and gasped one by one.
Six Pulses...... Strength is mediocre.
But this fierce aura like a fierce beast really shocked everyone.
"Look...... Scar's Foot. ”
Eventually, people came to their senses...... The next breath, everyone was shocked.
Half a step.
Under the surging desperate bombardment, the two soles of Scar's feet, which seemed to have taken root, were shocked back half a step...... The floors along the way were rubbed into deep ravines, which was shocking.
"Is he really, just six veins?"
Huang Lingling and Feng Haoyan were the most shocked.
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