I have many teachers

Chapter 234 Flashfire (1\2)

Wang Anfeng saw that these warriors were all intimidated by him, his heart gradually calmed down, he took the initiative, raised his right hand slightly, and was about to draw his sword to subdue the remaining few.

But at this moment, he sensed a faint murderous intent, which flickered away from a distance. In just a short moment, he felt a slight chill. None of these warriors in front of me can compare.

If the sword is drawn directly, the empty door on the back will be wide open, which is the best opportunity for a surprise attack.

Thoughts turned in his mind, the palm of his hand paused slightly, he did not lift up to pull out the wooden sword, but just closed it casually and landed on the side of his body.

At the same time, he tapped his toes on the mace beside him and exerted a slight force, and the heavy weapon was raised to a height of more than one meter. He raised his hand and held it in his hand. The heavy weapon weighing more than [-] catties could only be lifted with two hands. Even Wang Anfeng's physique can't last long if he swings his arm vigorously.

At the moment, he was only half-folded, with the mace half-fallen on the ground, dragging and pulling, and striding forward. Although his appearance was strange, there was a ferocious aura rushing towards his face, which made the two people over there couldn't help it. They took a step back, their faces Above, the horror is even worse.

This kind of posture was also seen by Wang Anfeng in Tongren Lane. As far as the internal force is concerned, he is naturally ignorant, but in terms of muscle and bone strength, he has been hit by this kind of move not only a thousand times, but also eight hundred times. If he still can't If I have some understanding, I am afraid that Mr. Ying will dismiss him as a waste and practice more.

At this time, dragging the mace, they walked forward slowly, and every time they took a step, the two of them would take a step back. This kind of battlefield weapon used the most imposing manner. It is becoming more and more vigorous and violent, and the outcome is determined before the battle.

At this moment, Wang Anfeng's footsteps suddenly sped up, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a few steps away from the two warriors. He suddenly shouted, twisted his body and exerted strength, and raised the mace violently, like a cat or a tiger, and moved that' Hammer Technique' was cast, the evil wind hit their faces, the faces of the two warriors were pale, and with a cry, they fell backwards, only thinking that this time it was inevitable, their bodies trembled endlessly.

But the mace did not hit them.

Wang Anfeng's footsteps changed suddenly, and with the help of his waist and legs, the weapon in his hand was raised back half a circle again, and the momentum became more and more violent. At that place, a figure flew into the air, just within the range of the mace, and the young man raised his arms. When I looked at him, I saw that he was tall and tall, with a square square face, awe-inspiring and majestic, but with pale brows and thin lips, full of indifference.

Wang Anfeng seemed to hear an exclaimed young master in his ears, knowing that his identity should be extraordinary, but he didn't hesitate in his heart, internal force penetrated into this heavy weapon, making it even more powerful. Taking advantage of the situation to attack secretly, I never wanted to be counterattacked by Wang Anfeng. I was under the control of others and could not move at this time.

And that weapon is no lighter than a long sword, it is extremely heavy and huge, at this moment it is swung horizontally, and the fierce wind directly envelops the young man in it, if it is hit hard, it will definitely hurt the bones.

In such a situation, he did not lose his composure, he shouted suddenly in the air, and punched his right fist forward, the power of the boxing was upright, even though Wang Anfeng was hostile, he secretly admired it.

The young man's boxing skills were not inferior to him, and he punched directly on the weakest part of the mace. In an instant, Wang Anfeng only felt a huge surge of internal force, which rushed towards him like a sea of ​​lava and flames. Without noticing for a moment, he staggered two steps towards the back.

With his right foot stepping heavily into the bluestone, the inner strength of his whole body was mobilized, relying on Liu Wuqiu's pure way back then when he laid the foundation, and the vastness of the Shaolin Golden Bell Shade, he was barely able to face the enemy, not inferior.

The wealthy businessman came over using his lightness kung fu, and saw two people, one on the bottom and the other on the top, both of them had serious expressions, their bodies were full of energy, and it was obvious that they had failed in a sneak attack just now, and they had transformed into the most direct and dangerous internal force In the competition, if one is not good, it will be a lose-lose situation for both sides. At the moment, they keep quiet and dare not approach, and the surprise in their hearts is getting bigger and bigger.

As far as he knows, this young master has shown an extraordinary talent for martial arts since he was a child. He can be called a good talent and a beautiful jade. The fire is quite difficult to get started, but the further you go to the back, the faster the progress, just like the fire has been burned, and the firewood will not stop, it will naturally burn more and more intensely.

Although he hadn't entered the Daqin Constellation List back then, he had been fighting steadily. At the age of 23, he stepped into the gate of the eighth-rank warrior, and it has been another year since then. See, under the competition of pure internal force, he never got the upper hand.

Didn't the book collector's internal strength cultivation just step into the ninth rank?
Could it be that he has become an eighth-rank martial artist at this time?
At this time, the concern is chaotic, the more I think about it, the more terrified I am, the eyes I look at Wang Anfeng are full of fear, I just feel that during this investigation, the young warrior with a clean background has a sense of mystery, even that The peaceful corners of his mouth seemed to provoke a slight sarcasm, which made him feel uneasy.

At the same time, some fine sweat oozes from Wang Anfeng's forehead.

Of course not to mention the surging energy of the opposite warrior, his internal force is even more blazing, and his own Buddhist internal force is mixed like a vajra, under this kind of internal force like a flame, there are faint signs of being restrained, but the golden bell cover is after all Extremely profound, it was only slightly affected at this time.

But if he encounters similar top-level internal skills in the future, under the burning flames, the golden bell cover will be affected by some degree, so thinking about it, he is a little calm.

As for the internal power competition at this time...

In Tongren Lane, he would fight each other at least ten times a day.

In the beginning, he would be seriously injured and cough up blood, making it difficult to fight again, but for some reason, the injuries he suffered in Tongren Lane would always heal quickly without leaving any hidden wounds. I am no longer afraid.

According to what the third master said, if you vomit blood, you will get used to it.

Practice makes perfect, so Wang Anfeng is far less cautious than the other party at this time, and Mr. Ying's one method for him to practice internal strength is to fight against powerful enemies in Tongren Alley, exhaust his internal strength, and then fight against the empty dantian. Under certain circumstances, if you meditate again, the internal force generated will be more pure and tough.

After a long time, the internal force in his body was extremely tenacious, and he could send and receive it freely. When he confirmed that the opponent's internal force was similar to his own, the internal force in his palm suddenly changed.

Although Wei Qi over there was amazed by Wang Anfeng's magnificence of internal energy, he didn't care about it. His own internal energy also came from meditating hard, and he thought he was invincible to others, but just when he thought he had figured out the level of the opponent's internal energy. Suddenly, the internal force transmitted from the end of the mace suddenly changed.

Suddenly light and heavy, now left and now right, suddenly it is violent like fire, but in a blink of an eye it is peaceful like wind, all kinds of changes, and so on.

At this time, the two are fighting against each other, and their own internal force is stuck with it. When the latter changes, their own internal force will naturally change accordingly. At the moment, they just feel tightness in the chest, nausea and vomiting, and the inner breath is so collided, and there is a hint of confusion Trend, complexion could not help but slightly pale.

The wealthy businessman over there observed his words, and knew that it was not good. While terrified by Wang Anfeng's unfathomable internal strength, he was also anxious in his heart, thinking about it, anyway, if the young master made a mistake, he would not be able to reap any benefits, and if he failed, he would have to be buried with him .

Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and rushed towards Wang Anfeng. Judging by his body skills, he was obviously an eighth-rank martial artist. , and waved it, it was about to smash down on Wang Anfeng's shoulder.

The young man's heart sank, the rich merchant's decision was beyond his imagination, but he never felt uneasy, his inner strength suddenly withdrew, and he only planned to retreat when the man dropped the weapon, and then sink into the situation where his old strength was exhausted and new strength was not born. Subdue it instantly.

As for how to do it, Wang Anfeng could only sigh, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

Although the third master is out of tune, there are many things that can be said that are very reasonable.

For example, when it comes to things like fighting internal strength, you just get used to it.

Just when he was about to withdraw, suddenly there was a fierce aura rushing towards him. Even Wang Anfeng sensed it before the appearance of the sword aura. The color of horror emerges.

With a click of the mace in his hand, it broke into two knots from the middle, the fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and one of the knots fell to the ground, and sharp sword marks appeared on his body, and seven vertical and horizontal lines were cut on his clothes. The sword marks, each sword mark, no more than one point, no less than an inch, as if measured.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts changed.

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PS: Chapter 1 is here

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