Chapter Seventy-Eight: The First Punch
In the spiritual sea, light and shadow appeared behind Yun Feng.
"After that, the power was too strong for you to bear, so I only let him do the first few punches. ”
Yun Feng looked over and asked, "Is it very powerful?"
Light and Shadow nodded, "Ben Thunder Fist is a fist technique that gradually accumulates strength, and the power of each punch is increasing by geometric multiples. ”
Yun Feng swallowed his saliva with a surprised face, "How much force is the first punch?"
"The first punch is 2,000 catties. ”
"So terrifying?" Yun Feng's eyes widened in shock.
Two thousand jin of strength, but the power of the Beginner Spirit Sect, he is now just a mid-level Spirit Venerable, at best, three hundred jin of strength, he is already doing his best.
After half a ring, Yun Feng came to his senses, "Then which is stronger than this punch method and the Golden Dragon Explosion?"
"Let me tell you this, according to historical records, there was once a peak powerhouse, who played the power of eight punches, the sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers poured back, and a continent was smashed by force, which can not be said to be not strong, as for the nine punches. ”
Light and Shadow said, just shaking his head, "...... So far, no one has hit. ”
"What if I can fight?" The passion in Yun Feng's heart was completely ignited, and his eyes were full of eagerness.
Looking at the bright eyes, the light and shadow couldn't bear to hit Yun Feng, just nodded and chuckled.
Martial artists who can play the power of seven punches, from ancient times to the present, in 10,000 years, there are only 100 people, and the power of eight punches can be counted in one palm.
Whether it is the power of seven punches or the power of eight punches, the martial artists who can fight are all powerful people with great prestige in the world.
"Then will you run the Thunder Fist?" Yun Feng took a deep breath and calmed down.
Light and shadow said: "I can only punch five punches. ”
"Teach me how to get started, it should be fine. Yun Feng looked at the light and shadow with a hopeful face.
After thinking for a while, Light and Shadow nodded, "It depends on the situation, this thing still depends on talent." ”
So, under the personal guidance of light and shadow, Yun Feng began to cultivate.
The first punch was so difficult.
Yunfeng's spiritual sea, because of the Bodhi bead, one day here is ten days in the outside world.
In the past ten days, Yun Feng has not rested.
Finally, on the evening of the tenth day, it finally looked like that.
It's just that the intensity is not enough.
A punch was thrown, only bringing up a burst of afterimages, and did not blast the surrounding space into pieces.
The hallmark of the success of the first punch is the power of the punch, which is so powerful that it can tear through space.
Yun Feng was a little numb, like a puppet doll, doing it repeatedly.
Punch out, close punch, punch again, close punch again.
The strings in my heart are always tight.
Until lying on the Fallen Tree, the light and shadow of the smooth hair of the four-eyed ape said leisurely that it was time to rest.
Exhaling deeply, Yun Feng's eyes closed and fell straight back.
The complexion is also a lot more relaxed.
"That's it. ”
Light and shadow looked at Yun Feng's gaze, and felt a little more appreciative.
The most commendable thing about the path of cultivation is perseverance, and how many talented people are ruined by laziness.
"Then I'm out. ”
Yun Feng wiped the sweat off his face, and said weakly.
Now he is exhausted, and even when he speaks and moves his throat, it is extremely difficult.
Light and shadow smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the Divine Fall Tree trembled, and several golden leaves floated onto Yun Feng's face, and in an instant, they turned into a pool of golden water and merged into Yun Feng's skin.
In an instant, Yun Feng only felt a warm spiritual power enveloping him, and then, the fatigue on his body disappeared.
He was overjoyed and hurriedly got up, "What did you do......?
"Get out, your father is here. Light and Shadow said with a smile.
Yun Feng nodded, and then disappeared.
In the martial arts training ground, Yun Feng's body, which had been stiff, moved, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Yun Hua standing on the side.
The latter felt it, and Yun Feng was cultivating in the Spirit Sea, so he didn't say anything, but said, "How are you practicing?"
The corners of Yun Feng's mouth were slightly upturned, his legs were tense, his palms were swirled, and his fists were clenched.
The surrounding spiritual power seemed to be under some kind of traction, and it all converged towards Yun Feng's fist.
Yun Feng's eyes flashed, and with a loud shout, a punch slammed out.
rumble
There was a subtle roar in the space, and then I saw that the surrounding space was all shattered, and with Yun Feng's fist power, it exploded together.
Fast, accurate, ruthless, leaving only a burst of afterimage.
Yun Feng smiled with satisfaction and closed his fist.
"Yes, yes, it's only been a day, and I have touched the threshold, and over time, getting started is not a problem. ”
Yun Feng's performance really made Yun Hua's eyes light up, and his face couldn't help but have some joy.
In the past, it took him a month to touch the threshold, and half a year before he got started.
Waiting for Yun Hua's appreciation, Yun Feng was also happy.
However, looking at the sunset, he suddenly thought that if his mother saw that his child was so powerful, would she be so happy.
Thinking of this, Yun Feng's complexion also faded.
"It's not early, go back and rest, it's okay these days, just stabilize it." ”
Yunhua smiled and prepared to leave.
"Don't you have anything to tell me?" Yun Feng's voice was a little cold.
Yun Hua's figure froze, his back to Yun Feng, and he said as if he didn't understand: "What do you say?"
That broad shoulder, like a mountain, is solid and reliable.
"Master said that there is a secret to my mother's death, and I believe in Master. Yun Feng's face was expressionless.
"What do you want to say?" For a moment, Yun Hua's figure seemed to become a little more rickety.
Yun Feng sighed, slowly walked to the edge of the martial arts training platform, and sat down.
"I hope you can tell me the truth, and I call you daddy in vain. ”
Yunhua's eyes were complicated, and the muscles on his face were twisted together because of nervousness.
Suddenly, he looked up into the sky.
"What you see, is the truth. ”
"Daddy. Yun Feng called softly, and at this time, his eyes were already rosy.
Perhaps it was the soft place of the mouth in his heart that was touched, Yunhua snorted, cried and snorted, tears slowly flowing down his cheeks.
He wiped away his tears with some stubbornness and nodded slightly.
"This is the last time I'll call you daddy, and I know that as your child, I have no right to accuse you, but, I'm sorry, I can't get over this in my heart. ”
Yun Feng buried his head in his knees and said sullenly.
Su Yao's death is already a shadow of Yun Feng's childhood, a curse that has enveloped him for many years, and every time he thinks about it, it is a heart-rending pain.
Yunhua closed his eyes, got rid of the superfluous feelings, and disappeared in a flash.
"Why are you hiding it from me?
Yun Feng couldn't help but roar, his voice came from afar, and there was an echo, even a little desolate.
His face was already full of tears.
"Brother. ”
A soft body suddenly hugged Yun Feng.
Yun Feng's body stiffened.
It's cloud smoke.
"I ......"
At this time, Yun Feng was a little flustered in his heart, afraid that if Yun Yan knew about this, it would have an irreparable impact on his little heart.
He hurriedly turned his head.