Chapter 382: The Bronze Giant
Looking at Cao Courage's full face of ambition, Mo Jinfeng and Ding Yan looked at each other and smiled, the Bronze Armor Skill is not a powerful martial art, but it is a powerful secret method, strictly speaking, those who cultivate the Bronze Armor Skill will not make any progress in this life, the reason is that the future potential is exchanged for the current combat power and the extremely powerful combination secret method.
Similar to Huang Fuxu's Five Tigers Broken Door Sword Formation, the military formation of the Dayong military, or the dead soldiers trained secretly by some families, they all use the same kind of exercise through long-term cooperation, and finally have the same mind, so as to achieve the effect of one plus one is greater than two, so as to gather people who are originally just weak people together to become an invincible group, so the more people there are, the more powerful they are.
However, the cultivators of the Bronze Armor Gong are different, they only have a maximum of twelve people who can form a group, and after successful cultivation, they can temporarily synthesize into one, and the twelve people condense into a bronze armor giant through the same true qi and blood qi of the bronze armor, and every move and style is accompanied by great power.
For example, an ordinary acquired consummate martial artist can hit ten points of combat power with one punch, and although the bronze armored giant is only composed of twelve acquired consummate martial artists, the combat power of the battle is far more than one hundred and twenty points, but one thousand two hundred points or even more, which is the difference in essence and life level, just like the same child, can the child of an ordinary peasant be compared with the cub of the real dragon phoenix? I am afraid that the latter can kill the former with a sneeze.
The combined power of the twelve bronze armored giants is the greatest, but the combined power of the three should not be underestimated, at least the average beginner master will never be the opponent of the giant.
Watching Mo Jinfeng and Ding Yan and the other nine bronze armor masters walk to the audience outside the arena and sit down, Cao Yong's blood qi in his body rose, his true qi escaped outside his body, and he slammed towards the bald man in front of him.
The difference between the innate and the acquired words is not the same, and his idea is also very simple, with the power of the innate true qi of the blood transformation recipe to defeat a person first, and then abolish a person by himself, so that the so-called combination of the secret method bronze armor giant can not be used, he relies on his innate strength, victory is in sight.
The three bald men stood side by side a few meters apart, and when a big man saw Cao Yong's blood-transforming true qi, his face remained unchanged, and his body suddenly appeared gray-white luster, faintly looking like armor, his arms were bent and crossed across his chest, blocking the impact of Cao Yong's blood-transforming true qi.
On the other side, Cao Yong rushed to the bald man in the middle, his right palm flushed with blood red and hit his chest, and his left palm was horizontal in front of his chest as a defense.
His plan is also obvious, relying on his high realm and strong combat power, he will force the opponent to fight with him, in case the bald man in front of him avoids his right palm, his left hand will be interspersed with the situation, and hit another palm, so that the bald man's plan will be disappointed.
It's just that the bald man, like the previous one, also condensed a layer of gray-white armor on his body, and he didn't intend to avoid Cao Yong's edge at all, but crossed his arms across his chest to block Cao Yong's right palm.
As soon as the two came into contact, the corners of Cao Yong's mouth showed a smile that was really like this, and the fierce palm power was wave after wave, and with the blessing of the blood true qi, a touch of red light spread along the bald man's arm to the whole body.
Although this bronze armor bald master blocked Cao Yong's fierce palm power, the blood transformation true qi inside could not be stopped, his face was sometimes red, sometimes gray, and the armor light on his body was also looming, which made Mo Jinfeng Ding Yan, who was watching the battle, a little surprised.
"Cao Yong's martial arts are just starting to enter the innate state, and even because of the lack of vitality, his combat power is much weaker, but the power of true qi cannot be underestimated, and this kung fu should have a lot to do with the Blood Demon Sect. Senior brother, could it be the Great Mudra of the Sea of Blood?"
Ding Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a trace of greed in his heart, the blood sea mudra is a famous skill of the big master of the horse gang, and there are countless masters who have died under this magic skill, and the prestige is comparable to that of some great masters.
"Blood Sea Great Mudra, you are dizzy, just because Cao Yong is also worthy of practicing this magic skill? I think he is just a shadow of some Blood Demon Sect martial arts, if you really talk about it, maybe even the Blood Demon Killing Demon Knife under Huang Fu Xu's Yin Wuji is not as good.
Although the Blood Demon Knife is not as powerful as the Blood Sea Great Mudra, it is also the authentic Blood Demon, and this Cao Yong's martial arts are obviously off-edge, except that the blood true qi is a little difficult, it is an ordinary martial art. You are cultivating the White Tiger Sword Technique in the Sect, and your sword qi is fierce and difficult, and his true qi is only afraid that it will be wiped out before it can play a role, so why should you have evil thoughts?"
Mo Jinfeng's words made Ding Yan sober up, extinguished his blazing greed, nodded and said, "What Senior Brother said is very true, I am dizzy. But if it goes on like this, I'm afraid that Tong Er's bronze armor true body won't be able to maintain it, and the blood and qi will be consumed too much, I'm afraid that it will affect the power of the bronze armor giant, senior brother, do you want to stop?"
Mo Jinfeng shook his head, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Why be anxious? If they really can't even defeat Cao Yong, who has never recovered, what use do I want them?"
In the center of the field, the situation also changed, and the other two bald men saw the appearance of their companions who had been invaded by the blood true qi in their bodies, and several dodged and jumped behind him, and at the same time stretched out their right arms against the back of the big man, and there were gray-white true qi circulating in the bodies of the three people.
Before Cao Yong could take advantage of the victory to pursue, a fierce wind suddenly blew out from a range of several meters around the three big men, and then under Cao Yong's bewildered expression with his mouth wide open, the three people gradually merged together and turned into a giant more than three meters tall and covered in white armor.
Cao Yong shouted in his heart that it was impossible, this is not Xianxia, nor is it an anime world, who are you when you are? There is also this kind of saucy operation? I thought that the so-called bronze armored giant was a few people arranged in a special phalanx to form a law phase, but now the three of them are really one, I'm afraid it's not a dream.
However, the bronze armored giant on the opposite side didn't care about Cao Yong's complex mental activities, and took a step forward, stepping on the hard ground with fine cracks, and punched out, forming a transparent fist mark in the void air and blasting towards Cao Yong.
Cao Yong hurriedly dodged and jumped to the side, only to hear a boom, and a cloud of white smoke after explosion came out from the position just now, which was so destructive.
Cao Yong's heart was ringing for a long time, his heart was beating faster, he licked his slightly chapped lips, his face was solemn, in the face of such a monster-like thing, he really had no certainty of victory, shouldn't the innate martial artist be a master who swept one side? Why is it not as good as the acquired realm in the past?
Mo Jinfeng nodded on the side, turned his head to look at Ding Yan with an envious face, and said with a smile, "What? The secret method I obtained from my master is far more than a martial art, right? This is just a small test, if twelve people join forces to form a twelve-meter bronze armored giant, hehe, don't talk about Cao Yong, our original Liu Gang Leader is not an opponent." ”
Ding Yan nodded, clenched his clenched right fist, no wonder Mo Jinfeng has occupied the most eye-catching ecstasy cave for so many years, but he has always been standing, just this bronze armored giant is enough to crush all the enemies that are not good for him, Bao Honggang, it seems that you are just a plaything in the palm of your senior brother's palm.