Chapter 25: A Burst of Punches

"Whirlwind!" Wang Bei listened to Tie Rou explain the cultivation method, but suddenly remembered the time when Dunpu City, the Great Demon Cang Panic used the wind strength of the spiral to control the Demon Spirit Flying Sword.

The Fist and Whirlwind skills are also quite similar, and they are also skills that focus on controlling enemies. But the only difference is that Punch Whirlwind also has some pure damage effects, such as throwing a spiral hurricane at the same time when punching, and the hurricane carries slashing damage.

The cultivation method of the Whirlwind Boxing Technique is not too difficult, but the problem is that if you want to cultivate this boxing technique, the premise is to master the internal qi, and you can't use it at all without the internal qi.

"The cultivation of this boxing technique still needs to master the internal qi?" Wang Bei frowned and said questioningly.

"There are also parts that don't require internal qi. Tie Rou said with a light smile.

"What part? When I first listened to your explanation, almost every technique required sufficient internal qi to be used. Wang Bei was stunned for an instant, he really didn't find a place where he didn't need internal qi.

"It's okay not to generate spiral energy. Tie Rou's words made Wang Bei realize.

"I'll give it a try. He stood up with a shaking body, silently reciting the cultivation mantra of Fist Whirlwind, his fist palm slowly began to move, and as his boxing practice began, the space in the prison suddenly seemed a lot narrower.

Compared to the rangeless cultivation of Yin Fist, the range of Fist Whirlwind is much larger. But fortunately, this boxing technique is a technique that focuses on the operation of internal qi, and the moves are relatively streamlined, and it only needs a small range of movement to meet it.

In fact, there are six moves in Fist Whirlwind, but the coherence between each move is not large, all Wang Bei needs to do is practice a single move repeatedly.

The first move is called the single spiral, which is the most basic of the six styles, a simple punch attack action, and then with the internal qi, each punch can roll up a whirlwind.

This is also the most effective way to cultivate fist speed among the six styles.

Wang Bei followed the mental movements of the single spiral, constantly rehearsing, except that there was no internal qi and could not roll up the whirlwind, but there was still a look.

Tie Rou inspected it for a moment, felt that there was no problem, and began to cultivate his basic skills.

The hour turned to night again, and Wang Bei, who had been cultivating for a day, lay on the bed, summing up the general situation of his cultivation.

When used in jujiquan, it will have a huge bonus to punch speed, in this case, he estimates that his current combat speed should be about 4.0.

However, if you switch to using Fist Whirlwind, you will lose the Soft Fist's Punch Speed bonus, and the base Punch Speed is between 2.0 and 3.0 at most, in which case the Punch Speed will not get the additional bonus.

After all, Fist Whirlwind is an internal qi type martial art, and there is nothing commendable in terms of moves, except for cultivating to increase fist speed, the bonus to the use of fist speed is basically zero.

Therefore, the most important thing he needs to do is to increase his basic fist speed by cultivating Fist Whirlwind, and then use his soft fist to explode the combat fist speed, but the premise is that the basic fist speed can reach 4.0, otherwise everything is empty talk.

"Lao Tie, have you slept?" Wang Bei suddenly said.

Tie Rou's bed moved slightly, he opened his somewhat confused eyes, and said sleepily, "It's almost there." ”

"Oh, then you can sleep. ”

"Did you tell me something?"

"I just want to remind you to be a little careful, the nights may not be very quiet these days. ”

"Hmm..."

As he spoke, Tie Rou fell asleep, and Wang Bei couldn't hear his response, so he smiled knowingly and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Wang Bei practiced boxing in addition to boxing.

The single spiral move was practiced hard by him day and night, but there was a relatively big breakthrough, he initially estimated that his current basic fist speed should be 3.0, and with more effort, it would not be far from breaking through 4.0.

That night, everyone went to sleep, but Wang Bei, who had painstakingly conceived boxing, was still awake, and he didn't know when he developed the habit, and his sleeping time was reduced to 4 or 5 hours almost every day.

Most of the time he either practiced boxing or thought about how to practice boxing, compared to his previous life, it was really rare to be so diligent.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the iron bars of the prison.

"It's so late, and there are still people? wouldn't it be those trouble-seeking jailers again? Wang Bei tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking boredly.

Suddenly, an extremely dark figure appeared outside the pitch-black prison. His skin was as dark as the night, and he was not easily recognizable, but as he approached the cell, the bright moonlight instantly illuminated him.

It's a humanoid monster that resembles a bear, but it's a black bear, with tough and keratinized skin, and sharp claws on its palms.

The black bear monster approached the prison where Wang Bei was, he looked inward, and suddenly panted and said heavily: "Human, food!"

He moved forward ferociously, but was suddenly stopped by an iron fence.

Angry, he immediately raised his claws and slammed along the iron fence, but before he could use enough strength, the fence was grabbed down.

The intelligence of the black bear monster is obviously not high, and it has not even thought about why it can be caught so easily.

Sensing that the obstacle was gone, the black bear monster raised its eyes to look at the human lying on the bed, and immediately drooled frantically, shouting, "Food, food." ”

But when he was about to move forward, someone stood in front of him.

"It's such a monster, this cortex, can still speak, it's amazing. Wang Bei poked the body of the black bear monster, but he was quite interested.

"Food!" The black bear monster was blocked one after another, and he instantly became irritable, but when he saw a human standing in front of him, his thirst for food suddenly surpassed everything.

The black bear monster opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Wang Bei.

Wang Bei, who looked thin in shape, was like a lamb to the slaughter under the shroud of this extremely huge black bear monster, and he had no power to resist.

Not to mention Wang Bei's stunned appearance, as if he didn't realize that he would be eaten in the next moment.

"Hey, punch!" Wang Bei's fist lightly touched the black bear monster.

But beyond imagination, in addition to the claws and feet that grasped the iron fence, the entire body of the black bear monster exploded in an instant.

Countless blood, debris, and debris flew in the air.

In an instant, the black bear monster was destroyed!

"Sure enough, the monster with a bad mind is the combat power of the scum. Wang Bei pursed his lips, but he didn't feel the slightest surprise.

He looked back at the break in the iron fence that would be dragged open, and said clearly: "It turns out that those three guys have been doing this all day long, and it is really a loss to them, and they almost got it right." ”

Wang Bei turned his head to look at the still dark prison, looked for a direction and ran over.