My lower grade sword and Wang Qinian's back touched.

Sure enough, he used "medium".

The "middle" of the Jindan warrior alone made my sword stick to his skin and I couldn't move forward.

To be precise, the tip of the sword only pierced his clothes, infinitely close to Wang Qinian's skin, and did not pierce his body.

But he doesn't seem to have the intention of converting "medium" into "rigid".

He was despising my strength - against me at the beginning of internal strength, Wang Qinian was naturally lucky enough to turn the sword that could slash and kill the foundation warrior into a toy wooden sword in the hands of a child.

But this is also a good thing, the contempt of the strong is the opportunity for the weak to break out.

After listening to him explain the general principle of descending the dragon palm, I did not attach the "gang" to the tip of the sword in one breath, but gradually and secretly increased the weight of "gang" on the tip of the sword.

As long as my sword has gained a support point on his body, the "gang" is like a bloodthirsty mosquito gathering on the tip of the sword—the so-called "sword tip" is only the sharpest point on the tip of the sword, the place where the tiny dust that flickers like needles rests.

The rest of the sword is not the same as the one in which I am angry.

I used a golden needle or a super hard mosquito mouthpart to insert a blood vessel into one of Wang Qinian's fine holes.

It's very simple, as long as the tip of the sword is stained with his blood in the end, I win.

The amount of damage is not the point.

As long as there is harm, it will do.

He is not a primordial infant martial artist, and he does not have a leaky golden body, how can he defend against a little bit the size of a fine dust?

"Wow. ”

My sword was bent like a cat's back into a bow.

Wang Qi began to fight back, and he used "Gang".

He had his back to me, he couldn't fight on all fours, he just moved the muscles in his back, and the qi of this muscle was channeled into my sword, and my "gang" was forced to retreat, and quickly transformed into "soft".

Just now, all my qi was concentrated on the tip of the sword, if he was bypassed and broken through by his wave-like "Gang", the whole sword would break, and the attack on the tip of my sword would be fruitless, and it would be impossible to attack again tonight.

I was forced to change the "rigidity" of the tip of the sword to the "softness" of the whole sword to resolve the "rigidity" that Wang Qinian attacked like waves.

But the "softness" of the bow is not enough to dissolve the wave-like "rigidity".

I yelled - it didn't matter if I revealed where I was now.

I'm going to dig into my own latent qi!

My inferior sword was bent into a wavy serpentine shape.

I use the wave-like "softness" to dissolve the wave-like "rigidity".

- Even I can't imagine that what is happening in front of me is actually what I did:

I was able to turn a low-grade sword made of Mithril into a wave-like shape!

Almost all of my qi lives on the sword, as long as my mind moves, I can shape the shape of the sword, and the change of my qi is the change of the sword!

- No, it was actually Wang Qinian's anger that led me to become stronger, and his pressure pushed me to desperately stimulate my potential.

I also confronted, adapted, imitated and learned from Wang Qinian's use of qi in actual combat.

From the age of five, I began to temper my body under my father's stick, learning how to turn my body into a murderous weapon. In the past ten years, I have received countless elixirs (the amount that mortals can bear, not the bomb-level pill that devours Tsukidan), and they are stored in my various essence holes little by little, like treasures sleeping deep in the center of the earth.

In the plan that my father assigned to me before his death, I only need to calmly and safely dig them out in the realm of internal strength, gradually transform them into my own qi, and do it before I become an adult at the age of eighteen.

And Tong Guò's adaptation to Wang Qinian's counterattack qi, I seem to have discovered a new way to use explosives to open mountains and extract treasures - every time my qi and his qi hit each other in the sword, new vitality will explode in my body.

My qi volume increased in a short period of time, and my meridians naturally expanded.

"Okay, that's great, you can really grow in battle—— let me reward you with an additional reward: in this game, I don't use my limbs, I only use my own acupuncture qi to fight against you. You don't have to use a sword, you can use fists and kicks. As long as you can hurt me, even if it is a small piece of flesh, you will win, and I will teach you to descend the dragon palm. ”

Wang Qinian's tone contained praise for me and a hint of excitement.

The human body has three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points, which belong to the five internal organs and the three dantian qi seas, all of which are where qi resides. Wang Qinian is confident that his qi in one acupoint is enough to deal with the rapid growth of me?

My current qi has expanded four or five times, and in a few hundred breaths, I will break through to the middle level of internal strength, and it is still growing.

Can you handle me with the qi of one acupoint?

......

All soldiers are made of copper and iron, and divine soldiers are made of Mithril Essence Gold, spirit stones and minerals, and even spirit beast minions and leather armor.

The mid-to-lower grade swords of the divine soldiers are mainly Mithril, supplemented by pure gold.

Because the sword is still light and changing, while Mithril is soft, tough, and hard.

My inferior sword can now be stretched and bent many times by qi without breaking, and the material of Mithril and the purpose of the sword are also important factors.

However, no matter how tough a weapon is, it is not a gummy candy or an amoeba after all.

Our qi was at a stalemate after hundreds of encounters, and the sword was repeatedly deformed and then pulled into a straight line, but it was already covered with cracks.

If the sword is broken, my qi can no longer be channeled out. Wang Qinian's counterattack could not be passed along the sword.

This meant that I had to use my fists and kicks (in this case, because the force of the fingers was the smallest) to attack Wang Qinian's back. Wang Qinian just said that he would not use his limbs, and I considered Wang Qinian's possible attack methods and concluded that he would use "inch strength".

- "Inch strength" is an attack trick that can only be mastered by a martial artist in the foundation realm: concentrate the qi in any of the fine pores and gather like a needle, and explode with the pores, with a range of one to three inches around the body. Wang Qinian can't move now, and if he wants to fight back efficiently, this method is the most feasible.

If I take a beating, my heart may be like a lightning strike, and I will be paralyzed and die.

The chance of dying is 1 in 1.

The other two-thirds chance is that I didn't die, and Wang Qinian's defense appeared for a few moments when there was no qi defense - all the qi in that place was introduced into my body.

Now you can't open the situation with a sword. And if we hold on, my sword will only be completely scrapped.

Punching and kicking will be the last resort.

If it were normal, even if I didn't die from Wang Qinian's strength, I wouldn't be able to hurt his flesh and flesh with my flesh and soul without qi defense.

But now it's a little different.

My qi is much stronger than before.

Then my thunder spell will be stronger.

- I abandon my sword.

Both of us withdrew our qi.

Then I raised an obituary and an obituary. Glance at the word 椤

This time the thunder bead is not something to scare children, but when I reached the middle level of internal strength, I consumed most of my qi and used the killing thunderball of Nianchuang zào, which can penetrate the skull of an adult.

I can only post it once now. Win or lose in this one.

Wang Qinian's strength was transmitted to my heart at the same time.

Lei Zhu burned a piece of skin the size of his fingernail, and then I touched the three phalanges of Wang Qinian's body and shattered.

My heart twitched, my brain went black, and I was unconscious.