I have a little bit of talent

This kid hasn't even used his full strength yet?

Qin Rushu almost fell from the air due to his unstable field.

Originally, seeing Wu Chen's great power transforming into five hundred Galans with his spiritual power, Qin Rushu was planning to run away with her daughter immediately, but was stopped by Fang Mu's words.

Looking at Fang Mu, he cursed inwardly.

"Couldn't this brat have used all his strength from the beginning? My heart can't take it if he keeps going like this."

In fact, Fang Mu had really used all his strength when he used the Dharmakāya just now. He just followed Wu Chen's example when he saw that he was still being stubborn.

Besides, this mind-changing form-changing technique is really interesting. How would you know that you can’t beat it if you don’t try it?

“In that case, I will quietly observe the Three Religions Dharma of the young hero.

"Five hundred galans, listen to my orders, slay the demons and eliminate the evil!"

Following Wu Chen's order, five hundred Galans, with golden light all over the sky, rushed towards Fang Mu, some using fists, some using kicks, and some holding weapons.

It turned out that each Galan used different moves and techniques, which made Fang Mu dizzy.

"Well done!"

Fang Mu laughed loudly, and the Taoist image reappeared. He clenched his fists and faced the Five Hundred Galans.

I saw a huge green light flashing in the field, constantly colliding with many smaller golden lights.

The huge green light was naturally Fang Mu's footwork with Dharma image, and the golden light was transformed by the five hundred Galans.

With every collision, the green light remained motionless, while the golden light was blown far away. It was obvious that the Galan transformed by the divine consciousness was no match for Fang Mu's Dharma image.

But Fang Mu only had one statue, while Jia Lan had 500. Although each attack could knock it far away or even break it into pieces, the mind of the nun Wu Chen seemed to have the indestructible state of mind. Whenever Fang Mu destroyed a statue, a golden light would appear on Wu Chen's body and a new one would be added.

It seems endless.

Gradually, Fang Mu naturally fell into a disadvantage. As the saying goes, "A swarm of ants can kill an elephant." What's more, each of the five hundred Galans seemed to have unique skills and exquisite moves, and they could not be destroyed.

"This old nun is really amazing. She has learned so many skills."

Although he was at a disadvantage, Fang Mu still had the mind to fight the enemy while thinking.

These five hundred Galans came from the differentiation of Wu Chen's spiritual thoughts, and the unique skills they used were naturally learned by Wu Chen himself. Even if there were some repetitions, there were hundreds of sets of skills and moves in total, and each of them was used skillfully and deeply, rather than being learned from scratch.

This shows how talented Wu Chen is.

But fortunately, there were too many moves and techniques and he had not yet mastered them, otherwise Fang Mu would have been really hard to stop at this moment.

Seeing that these Galans with fragmented spiritual thoughts were very difficult to deal with, Fang Mu simply used the footwork taught by Fang Lu and combined it with the Zhongzheng boxing to deal with them.

As soon as this move was used, the situation immediately changed.

Although Fang Mu's body movements were extremely fast, he couldn't withstand too many opponents. His Dharma image took a lot of hits, and the green light even dimmed.

But once Fang family footwork was used, the effect was immediate. Not only was the speed a bit faster, but the movements were also untraceable. Often, the opponent would calculate Fang Mu's landing point and attack with one move, but would hit the air, and then be knocked away by Fang Mu's punch, shattering into pieces.

"This step can actually deceive the divine mind, it's really amazing."

Wu Chen saw Fang Mu using this inexplicable step method to gradually recover from his decline, and he couldn't help but praise him. The golden light on his body continued, and figures emerged again and again, replenishing the number of Galans that were completely shattered.

At this moment, the situation came to a stalemate for a moment. Although Fang Mu shattered a Galan from time to time, Wu Chen's speed of replenishment was not slow.

One fought and the other attacked, and the two of them started to waste time like this.

Now the competition is about who will run out of physical strength first or whose spiritual power will be insufficient first.

Qin Rushu and his daughter were far outside the formation, watching from afar.

I saw the blue and gold lights flashing continuously, bringing up dust and dirt all over the sky, and the aftermath caused the formation to shake.

It lasted for nearly half an hour without stopping.

"Father, who will win between me and Wu Chen? Why don't you go and help me."

Qin Qianqian said with some concern.

Although it seemed that the two were still on par with each other at this moment, the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantaged they would probably be. After all, Fang Mu was old, and he might not be as good as the old nun Wu Chen in a protracted battle.

"Don't worry, this guy won't make any mistakes even if he loses."

Qin Rusu knew that his daughter was worried about Fang Mu, but he still comforted her calmly.

In fact, it's not that he didn't want to help, but he, Qin Rushu, was only a small master in his field. The two people in the field had both achieved the realm's Dharma form, and their soul Dharma form was even more perfect. He really couldn't interfere.

He couldn't beat either of these two people. At this time, the two were fighting fiercely, and he couldn't even resist the aftermath, let alone come in to help.

It’s just that he couldn’t say it in front of Qin Qianqian, otherwise his image as a great master would be ruined.

Although Qin Qianqian was still one point short of improvement in her cultivation, she knew her father very well. She knew that he was sure that Fang Mu would be fine, and that he must have known something about him to say that.

His heart was relieved a little, but he still looked at the two people who were still fighting with a worried look on his face.

Fang Mu felt more and more comfortable as the fight went on. The five hundred Galans that emerged from his divine consciousness all had exquisite moves.

Although he was practicing footwork and punching non-stop at the same time, he was also gradually absorbing experience from the fights. He divided his attention into two tasks, memorizing all the unique skills and techniques displayed by these divine thoughts, and began to combine them with what he had learned.

Wu Chen had indeed learned a lot, but after half an hour, Fang Mu had also remembered most of it.

Not long after leaving home, Fang Mu began to integrate what he had learned, wanting to use Zhongzheng boxing as the foundation and the many techniques he learned in the Fang family study as fuel to create his own set of techniques.

However, this is an extremely difficult task. The techniques Fang Mu used at the beginning were all tangible and extremely difficult to integrate.

It was not until the battle with Han Tieyi in Huaicheng that Fang Mu was enlightened by Han Tieyi that he needed to specialize in one thing before he could integrate all the other methods. Only then did he focus on his family's Zhongzheng boxing again.

After arriving in Dushan City, Fang Mu finally entered the realm of Yuanshen Dharmakāya. Moreover, because he had already achieved great success in Yuanshen and perfected his body, he reached the realm of perfect Dharmakāya in one fell swoop. Naturally, he also practiced Zhongzheng Fist to perfection.

After Zhongzheng boxing was perfected, Fang Mu had the idea of ​​creating his own boxing style.

However, after all, his practice time was short. Although he learned dozens of techniques in the study at home, plus the Iron Wire Fist he learned later, it was far from enough to support the foundation of creating his own method. Even the prototype of the boxing technique was not yet formed.

After all, Fang Mu was very ambitious, and the boxing style he wanted to create must not be worse than the Zhongzheng boxing style taught by his father, so it was extremely difficult.

A lot of techniques are needed to increase the foundation and turn it into firewood.

Coincidentally, this old nun Wu Chen was also a genius. She had learned hundreds of unique skills by herself and could perform them by transforming herself into five hundred Galans with her spiritual power.

Although difficult, he is indeed a perfect learning object.

So although Fang Mu said before that he would give it his all, he actually held back and used the stalemate to try hard to memorize these unique skills.

It was thanks to Fang Mu's unprecedented talent, otherwise, it would be impossible for anyone else to learn so many skills in such a short time.

"This old nun Wuchen is such a good person."

Fang Mu smashed another statue of Galan with one punch, and was extremely grateful to Wu Chen.