Updated: 2013-08-06

At this moment, Wang An frowned. With a roar, a giant wolf about five meters tall and seven or eight meters long pounced. It was the wolf king that Wang An's soul power felt. The speed was extremely fast, as if a gust of wind swept over, and the sharp claws shimmered coldly, directly grabbing the air. The air seemed to be shattered.

One pounce is to pounce on Wang An. At the same time, Wang An's body shattered. The wolf king's eyes were fixed on the front. Wang An's figure appeared ten meters away again. But it was at the moment when the wolf king pounced. Wang An just retreated quickly, too fast, leaving an afterimage. Scratched by the Wolf King.

The blow did not kill Wang An, and the wolf king was also careful, revealing his sharp teeth, and his claws kept grabbing on the ground, and the ground was directly broken. There was a low growl in his throat. The whole body was tense, and a strong momentum came out, as if it was swept over like a violent wind.

As long as Wang An is negligent and reveals a flaw, the wolf king will give Wang An a fatal blow. Wang An was still standing there, holding the hilt of the knife, exuding a murderous momentum all over his body, as if the temperature was much lower, and it seemed that there were flaws everywhere. But if you want to attack, you will find that you will suffer the most fierce counterattack.

The wolf king's eyes were sharp, and he obviously discovered the mystery, and he roared, looking at Wang An unmoved. Immediately, the wolf king's big mouth opened, and a breath of breath erupted, as if a sharp blade cut through the air, and it seemed that the air was broken. Wind blade, internal breath and external release, this wolf king is at least equivalent to the level of a human intermediate martial artist.

Just when the wind blade was about to attack Wang An. The knife flashed, and he didn't see how Wang An made a move at all. The wind blade was immediately scattered by the sword light. The Wolf King didn't seize that momentary opportunity to attack. However, since he was able to create a flaw, the wolf king seemed to think of a way to deal with Wang An.

Immediately the inner interest does not want to squirt out like money. Like a machine gun, the strafing was non-stop. The wind blade that whistled away directly cut through the air. It's like the waves of the sea. Wave after wave, attack passed. Wang An was still expressionless. The sword shines brightly, and the dance is impenetrable.

All attacks are broken by the sword. At this moment, the wolf king moved and flew over. It seemed like a tornado swept over. The sand flew and the branches the size of a fist were broken. The momentum is terrifying. Wang An was surprised that a wolf actually had an artistic conception. No, this is the innate supernatural power of demon beasts, which is even more powerful than human artistic conception. Tornado moods are rare.

When thinking about these things in his heart, Wang An's knife technique was not slow. It was as if lightning flashed, and thunder bombarded. The sword light was extremely fast, and it directly attacked it, and immediately fought with the wolf king. In this battle, Wang An just felt that something was wrong, as if the artistic conception of the tornado interfered with his normal judgment. Attacking the wolf king is always not smooth.

At the same time, I feel like I'm fighting a real tornado in nature, and I feel powerless. Obviously, his attack power is much more powerful than that of the wolf king, but he has a feeling of being constrained and is at a disadvantage. Fortunately, Wang An's basic sword skills are all practiced to the bones, and his body's reaction is sharp to the extreme, which is worthy of the attack of the wolf king.

What is the artistic conception, Wang An thought deeply. Suddenly, an answer surged from the bottom of my heart, and the artistic conception was the perception of heaven and earth. It is the table of nature. Only when you are familiar with it can you exert the maximum effect with the least force. As a simple example, sailing in the sea. With sailboats, only those who are familiar with sailing boats and can skillfully borrow wind power can sail faster and spend the least effort.

The answer is inexplicable. Suddenly, Wang An came back to his senses, isn't this Wang Feng's explanation on the earth. What is science, even if Wang An has all of Wang Feng's memories, he still doesn't believe in that, many of Wang Feng's memories are laughed at, and he has never studied them.

Cultivators. According to the Earth. Even if it's idealism. How to explain it. But at this moment, Wang An felt that this answer made some sense, what is the artistic conception. The artistic conception is one's own understanding of heaven and earth, and can be expressed in battle. Wang An has a hint of understanding of the artistic conception.

Immediately carried the Wind Body Method, like a fallen leaf, floating in the wind, dodging the Wolf King's attacks again and again. It is not easy to comprehend, the inspiration is too difficult to grasp, Wang An almost gave up the counterattack, so he used his body to fight, and thought about the artistic conception of strength in his heart.

What is power? No matter Wang An, Wang Xuan, or Wang Feng, they all know what it is. But it can't be explained. Unpredictable, it seems that anything, power can be included. Tree growth is the force of growth. Flowers and plants wither, it is gravity. Cultivators, that's the destructive power.

Finally, Wang An had a little understanding of his own. Anything that can be destroyed is power. The artistic conception of power is a method of how to maximize the destructive power. Everyone's words and deeds are the embodiment of strength, and the ever-changing nature is also the embodiment of strength.

Thinking of this, Wang An suddenly had a clear understanding that power does not rely on comprehension, but is being used at any time and at any time, that is to say, he is using power at any time and at any time. But it's just scratching the surface. It's so common that you just can't find the artistic conception of power.

With this realization, the power of the soul has skyrocketed a lot, and the spirit has become more keen. It seems that every muscle in the body is working. Every cell's breath can be felt. It seems that as long as every cell and every muscle moves in the same direction, it can exert incredible power, and perhaps that is the artistic conception of power.

Thinking of this, Wang An suddenly felt that his body was more coordinated, and every trace of muscle strength seemed to be mastered to the extreme. Every trace of true qi should not be wasted. Control the subtlety, and actually directly reach the realm of mastering the subtlety. To be in control is to be in complete control of your own power, and not to waste the slightest. It turns out that mastery is also the skin of the artistic conception of strength.

So what would it be like if the power of all the muscle cells was combined into one punch? After mastering the subtleties. Wang An just found that in the process of fighting, whether it was true qi or muscle strength, he only used less than 30%. What it would look like to be fully applied.

As soon as he thought of it, Wang An simply put away the treasure knife, waved his fist, and got up again and again. In the middle of the battle, it is still this kind of uncertain battle, and only Wang An dares to do this. This is an attempted attack. Wang An immediately became uncoordinated, and sometimes even felt that the fist was swung out, extremely heavy, and most of the strength was gathered on the fist, but there was a feeling of not being able to stand.

In this way, it is a huge flaw. The wolf king would not let go of this opportunity, and his claws grabbed it a few times and caught Wang An. Leaving behind bloody paw prints. This is still when Wang An's body is strong. At the same time, the true qi in the claws rushed into Wang An's body.

wantonly destroying the cells, meridians, and even the true qi in the body are disturbed. However, Wang An has reached the level of control, and his muscles and cells are constantly trembling. It directly weakened the destructive power of those true qi. It can even be directly discharged from this true gas. The battle continues.

From time to time, Wang An would be hit hard. However, at this time, Wang An did not feel it at all, and became more and more addicted to the perception of the artistic conception of strength. Coupled with the strength of the body, I didn't feel it at all, and I didn't know how many punches I threw out. The power of Wang An's muscle cells converged more and more towards his fists.

Suddenly, Wang Ba threw a hearty punch, and it seemed that he had entered a mysterious realm at this moment. It's as if you're a fist, and your fist is yourself, and there's a feeling that all your strength is in this punch.

This punch bombarded out, like the cells of the fist, and the cells of the whole body vibrate. An invisible ripple spreads out. The air is directly shattered. It's as if there is only that fist between heaven and earth. It's an ordinary punch, but it's terrifying, it's a punch that destroys the world, a punch with extreme power.

A punch bombarded out, Wang Anchang was extremely happy, it seemed that he should have punched like this, the body cells, the soul power trembled, refining the body, the soul power grew wildly, and the strength of the body instantly reached a peak, directly breaking through the realm of divine soldiers and entering the realm of spiritual soldiers, spiritual soldiers, which are spiritual weapons and magic weapons.

A punch blasted out of the horror of the heavens and the earth, and the fist absorbed a qiē like a black hole, and the wolf king didn't expect Wang An to explode at all, and even if he did, he couldn't dodge this punch. The wolf king's claws directly collided with Wang An's fist. The sound of "poof, poof, poof" continued, and the wolf king's front paws were directly broken, and the blood mist burst out. The wolf king was directly knocked out by Wang An, and while he was still in the air, his body exploded directly, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

What a punch. It's too powerful. At this time, Wang An was still waving his fists, still feeling the artistic conception of that punch. Keep punching and closing the boxing, and practice the basic boxing method. Every few punches you have to make that powerful punch, one punch at a time. Even if there is no true qi released, the air explosion will directly shatter the big tree hugged by one person.

The power is no less than that of a mid-stage martial artist who has cultivated qi. After a full hour, Wang An stopped, sweating profusely. The indescribable joy in my heart, although it was still a few punches to make such a punch. However, the strength of other punches that did not hit such a punch has also increased a lot, and each punch Wang An is estimated to be no less than eight thousand catties of strength. The punch that was sent out with all his strength directly broke through 10,000 catties. Reach the martial arts, not much martial arts attack Cheng dù. Wang An is now only through the Great Perfection, not yet the cultivation of the Great Warrior, which is enough to improve the combat effectiveness of a great realm, and the artistic conception of strength is really worthy of its name.

The so-called Great Samurai. It is the period when the true qi is stored in the lower dantian, less than one-third, and the true qi cannot strengthen the attack power. After a little breathing, Wang An didn't care about the trees that had just been cultivated and hit a lot. I started to practice the sword technique again, and how about integrating the artistic conception of strength into the sword technique. Immediately, Wang An began to draw the knife and retract the knife. Every slash is different.