Man covers the sky and conquers all worlds

Chapter 8 Xingyiquan!
Seeing the child's spear swiftly.

But there was no ripple in Liming's heart.

It was because in the past two days, he had fought with the little guy countless times, and he was not just being slaughtered.

His fighting skills have improved a lot, especially he has developed a strong heart, which allows him to avoid being flustered.

The moment the thought came to his mind, Liming clenched his arms and fingers together, and the muscles covered by his clothes suddenly bulged, and he actually pulled out a wooden stake from the yellow earth.

Woo!
The wooden stake swept across, crushing the air until it whimpered. The silent air followed suit, suddenly lifting the hair at Teng Qingshan's temples and blowing it back.

"Come!"

Thunder roared from Liming's throat. The frustration that had been suppressed by the little guy over the past two days came crashing down on his head along with the thick wooden stake.

However, when it was three inches away from Teng Qingshan's head, it suddenly missed. Teng Qingshan's small figure suddenly became half an inch shorter.

He waded through the mud with his left foot and cut diagonally across the center line, and the wooden spear in his hand suddenly stabbed out along the surface of the wooden stake.

Dawn's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly swept the wooden stake horizontally.

boom!
When the thick wooden stake and the wooden spear collided, Teng Qingshan's tender right hand trembled violently, and he almost lost his grip on the spear.

At the critical moment, he actually held the gun with both hands, and the wooden gun barrel that was bent by the collision suddenly straightened.

Bang!
Liming felt a stinging pain in his hands, and the wooden stake he was holding exploded into pieces in mid-air.

"Is this... internal energy? It's truly extraordinary."

Dawn became more and more excited.

Suddenly, he noticed a strong wind blowing straight towards him from the wood chips at high speed. Dawn's figure was like being caught in the wind, and the reeds fell down, with his back almost touching the ground.

He narrowly avoided this vicious shot.

The spear's remaining power was exhausted, and Li Ming pulled out a wooden stake again.
"I want to see how much inner strength you still have!"

Woo!
After dodging the attack, Li Ming did not retreat. With a whistling sound, the wooden stakes continued to fall towards Teng Qingshan's petite body.

boom!
Teng Qingshan's face was covered in sweat. Although he was a master in his previous life, his body was still too weak and his internal energy was only a trace.

The previous few rounds of attacks had already drained his physical strength and internal energy.

Faced with the wooden stakes that kept falling at dawn, he was finally unable to avoid them and had to support the gun with both hands.

"boom!"

The spear shaft shattered, and Teng Qingshan stumbled back several steps, each step implicitly in line with the Three-Body Stance Cultivation.

He tried his best to unload all the pouring power, leaving shallow marks on the dry and hard ground.

laugh!
After taking the last step, the pores all over his body could no longer close, and a light white mist actually rose up.

Dawn no longer oppressed him, but just held the wooden stake in his hand and stared at everything quietly.

After a few breaths, blood mist began to rise from the pores. The small figure suddenly fell down and turned into chaotic air and dissipated.

The next moment, the dark environment of the house once again appeared in the eyes of dawn.

"Finally won, it wasn't easy!"

Li Ming bent his fingers slightly, feeling the non-existent pain, but his heart was filled with unusual emotion.

Although there was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, he was once suppressed by that terrifying skill.

Only when the opponent has exhausted all his strength and thin internal energy will he be able to fight back in the true sense.

Simply...incredible!

"Let's see what's dropped."

After slowly calming down a little, Liming sank into the sea of ​​his heart again and landed on the map of all heavens.

[The host defeated two-and-a-half-year-old Teng Qingshan, dropping: Teng Qingshan's Little Cotton-padded Jacket (consume 1 point of Dao Power to materialize), 0.6 Dao Power.] "Little...little cotton-padded jacket? I have to waste a bit of my Dao Power to materialize it? Is it made of gold?"

Dawn couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

What kind of mess is dropped? What he wants is "Xingyiquan", "Basics of Gunmanship" and "Tianyaxing"!
Rather than some ragged little cotton-padded jacket.

I thought that as long as I could defeat it, all these items would drop down.

I never thought that the dropping of items would be random.

This made him extremely upset.

But perhaps the only good thing was that the Dao Power lost by defeating Teng Qingshan this time was far more than what was gained by being crushed by the little guy.

"If you miss once, what about the 100 times?"

After a long time, Li Ming finally calmed down, feeling a little angry.

"Come again!"

call!
In an instant, the world changed, and he landed again on the training ground covered with compacted yellow earth.

"Qiang!"

The wooden tip of the gun rubbed against the air at a high speed, making a sharp sound like tearing silk, and stabbed straight into Liming's chest.

This shot seems light, but in fact it carries the penetrating power of a half-step punch.

Li Ming even suspected that Teng Qingshan had already injected his only remaining internal energy into this first shot.

"Could it be that... the replica projection of the Myriad Dao Diagram of the Heavens can actually replay the previous battle?"

The moment the thought came to his mind, Liming skillfully pulled up a wooden stake with one hand and smashed it towards the spear.

boom!
The wooden spear tip in Teng Qingshan's hand penetrated the entire wooden stake without any hindrance, shattering it.

But he heard the air whimpering, and several wooden stakes flew towards him again.

boom!
Having lost his internal energy, Teng Qingshan was unable to dodge and was smashed into a ball of chaotic energy by a wooden stake again.

In the real world, Dawn slowly raised her eyes.
"Why didn't I encounter this kind of replay situation when I was fighting Little One?"

But he soon figured out the reason.

I guess it's because compared to the little guy, he is so fragile and ridiculous with a strength of four or five hundred pounds.

There was no need to change the fighting tactics at all, just one punch and he was smashed to pieces.

"It's just... it seems that the dropped items also require Dao power to materialize."

“It seems that even if I defeat Shi Hao and the Supreme Bone falls from him, I’m afraid I’ll still have to accumulate Dao power in advance.”

Dawn's thoughts flowed slowly, and he felt a little heavy, yet a little relieved.

I was weighed down by the road ahead, fearing it would become increasingly difficult. Yet, I was also thankful that I had already grasped the rules of the Myriad Dao Diagram.

You won’t waste your spiritual power on unimportant items, which will prevent you from being able to use it when you need it.

"In that case, then... come again!"

Li Ming let out a long breath, adjusted his mind, and once again focused his thoughts on the Map of the Myriad Heavens and Daos, and started fighting with Teng Qingshan again.

After having made substantial gains, Liming was extremely energetic and fought until late at night before falling into a deep sleep in extreme fatigue.

The next morning, Mingming got up early, wolfed down his breakfast, and continued his repetitive "monster-hunting" behavior.

By noon, he had become adept at using a wooden stake to smash Teng Qingshan into pieces.

Suddenly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the "Xingyiquan" he had been longing for was finally found out by him.

(End of this chapter)