Chapter Thirty-Eight: The First Floor of Wandering Spirit
Although there are many difficulties, Wang Yang is not a person who retreats in the face of difficulties, gritting his teeth, running the exercises over and over again, and cultivating hard.
A month passed, and a thin layer of golden light formed around Wang Yang's body, which effectively isolated the erosion of the domineering cold water. Although it was a little effective, Wang Yang did not slack off, and continued to practice hard day after day, year after year.
Ten years have passed, and Wang Yang's skill can already avoid the cold water around him to three zhang away, so that a vacuum area can be formed around his body. At this time, the power has also increased to the middle stage of the swimming qi.
Just when Wang Yang was complacent, suddenly a lot of small flying knives appeared in the cold water, and he looked at these flying knives so strangely, they could turn around, and they had life like swimming in the cold water. Closer, closer, it turned out to be a lot of small flying knives, and it turned out to be a small shrimp.
These little shrimp were swimming leisurely in the water, and suddenly, as if they had found prey, they immediately became excited.
These little guys, who seemed to be very weak, were extremely fast, and they rushed towards Wang Yang frantically, and actually took him as a prey.
Wang Yang looked at these inconspicuous guys with a sneer.
Who knew that in the next second, he was stunned that these seemingly inconspicuous little shrimps could pass through the vacuum area that Wang Yang had worked so hard to hold up without resistance.
To be on the safe side, Wang Yang slammed into these small points of light with all his might.
At the moment of the collision, Wang Yang was surprised to find that this seemingly inconspicuous little shrimp shook his arm numb, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.
Looking at the small shrimp that seemed to be dotted around, but in fact there were as many as cow's hair, Wang Yang's pressure increased greatly.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a ruthless color appeared.
At this time, the three styles of Jiuyang Shenquan have long been perfected, although in terms of power, these three styles are stronger than one style, but, after the third type is learned, if all the three styles are through, as long as each style is played properly, it will not be weaker than the power of the third style.
At this moment of crisis, to deal with such a peculiar little shrimp, while exercising the Qigong method, you might as well try the power of the three styles of the Jiuyang Divine Fist.
Thinking of doing it, these three styles are like a quick movie, quickly going through them in my mind, and then forgetting all these tricks.
Gently close your eyes, feel the fluctuations around you, and fall into a magical state of selflessness.
At this time, I was surprised to find that the speed of these small shrimps had slowed down, and the speed of Wang Yang's shot seemed to be faster. At this time, Wang Yang did not expect it before.
Looking at the little shrimp that was galloping like a dart, Wang Yang took a deep breath, raised his fists and attacked violently.
With a "boom", the little shrimp fell down in response, and Wang Yang's arm was numb for a while. Immediately afterwards, another little shrimp also quickly came to him, and Wang Yang had to use the Kunpeng Extreme Speed Technique again. And the second one was destroyed. These two punches were completed in a very short time.
Wang Yang exerted his speed to the extreme, and the Jiuyang Divine Fist was also becoming more and more mature, and in just a few tens of seconds, Wang Yang's surroundings were already covered with dense shrimp corpses. These killings not only did not make the little shrimp flinch in the slightest, but seemed to completely anger them, and more small shrimp pounced on them in a vengeful and crazy way.
Under this strong pressure, the potential of the Jiuyang Divine Body was stimulated, and it had been in the realm of the middle stage of the Youqi, and it was finally broken and moved towards the peak of the Youqi.
With the improvement of the swimming qi skill and the integration of the three styles of Jiuyang Divine Fist, Wang Yang also fell into madness like a small shrimp, and there were more and more small shrimps around him who were killed by Wang Yang, quietly suspended in the place where they died.
Another decade has passed, and Wang Yang can easily repel these sharp sword-like small shrimps.
On this day, Wang Yang's body suddenly clicked, as if breaking some kind of shackles, and the small shrimps within three zhang around him turned into energy and frantically entered Wang Yang's body, and the other small shrimps seemed to feel something and stopped attacking. This state lasted for a full hour.
At this time, an unprecedented energy erupted in Wang Yang's body, and wherever the energy spread, all the little shrimps quickly died. Caused a stir in the cold waters.
Wang Yang entered the peak of the first layer of swimming qi.
With a burst of turmoil in the cold water, something seemed to be felt in the depths of the cold water at this time, and a small red dot appeared, which was like Wang Yang at great speed.
With Wang Yang's current skills, he naturally discovered this, and he was fully guarded. From the seemingly small red dot, Wang Yang sensed a hint of danger, which was not found in the previous little shrimp, obviously, this time it will be more auspicious.
Thinking: "Will it provoke some kind of invincible existence, if it really can't be done then, you still have to be ready to retreat." ”
It's closer, it's closer, it's a big red shrimp, three times bigger than the original small shrimp, but it's still relatively small in the eyes of ordinary people.
With its domineering appearance, distinctive appearance, and dangerous atmosphere, it should be the king of shrimp.
In the blink of an eye, every nonsense was in front of him, and he started fighting directly.
Its extremely fast speed, the angle of the drill, and the powerful power made Wang Yang disgraced.
After all, Wang Yang at this time is no longer what he used to be, even if he is passive, he has no worries about life.
This battle is three months, and at this time, Wang Yangyou's qigong method has already touched the membrane that has broken through, and there is only one opportunity left.
At this time, Xiao Shrimp couldn't get any benefits in front of Wang Yang, and was chased and beaten by Wang Yang. But Wang Yang didn't kill him.
In the end, the shrimp king really couldn't stand this kind of torture, and crawled three feet in front of Wang Yang, motionless, nodding and begging.
At this time, the shrimp king completely lost his former domineering spirit, and he looked pitiful.
Wang Yang smiled and said, "Since you are willing to surrender, come to me." As he spoke, he stretched out his palm to the shrimp king, and the shrimp king gently jumped into Wang Yang's palm, bouncing in it, which was very cute.
The last time, the shrimp king, jumped so high, head down, at the moment close to the palm, the two claws suddenly opened, and in the blink of an eye, the shrimp king disappeared and drilled into Wang Yang's body.
This unexpected scene scared Wang Yang out of a cold sweat, and he hurriedly opened the Tianyan Inner Vision.
found that there was nothing in the palm, just a tattoo of the shrimp king in the palm of the palm.
Wang Yang checked his palms and arms again, but still didn't find anything unusual.
In the end, I found that there was an extra martial arts cheatbook in my mind, and there were four big characters written on it: "Thousand Hands Holy King".
Gently opened it, and carefully studied it, it was found that this is a mysterious secret weapon cheatbook, and it is particularly important to kill in groups with thousands of troops. What's even more gratifying is that as its own power increases, its power will also increase exponentially.