My life of martial arts training

The knife-wielding figure felt the thick and shapeless shield of strength, and his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face showed a dull look.

Strength, can it be used like this?

Strength attached to the body and strength separated from the body are two different ways of use. The former can last for a quarter of an hour no matter how fierce the battle is.

But the latter requires more than ten times the strength of the former.

Because strength is a cycle in the body, it is endless, but it is like rootless water when it is separated from the body, which can only be input unilaterally, and the consumption is greatly increased.

Therefore, in battle, strength can generally only be used as an offensive means, and the consumption of defense is too great.

But what is in front of him, a wall? A giant shield?

Shen Yuan didn't realize this. Anyway, since the birth of strength, he has never saved it, and generally uses more and more.

Especially the embryonic form of the sea of ​​qi that looks like a sky curtain makes him use strength unscrupulously. If it weren't for not attracting attention, he would like to use it all day and even put a layer on the soles of his shoes.

Saving? There is no such thing.

The knife-wielding figure knew that he had hit a wall, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot. He suppressed the fear in his heart and slashed with a knife.

Boom.....

The violent air waves exploded around the two people, forming a strong hurricane blowing in all directions. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground, tree roots rolled, and corpses hit the tree trunks, exploding blood flowers.

"You can actually do this. You are not bad in the body tempering realm."

Shen Yuan's faint voice came from the smoke and dust. The ten-foot-thick giant shield in front of him had been melted by one third.

But the knife-wielding figure was not happy but surprised. His knife could even smash the wall made of fine iron, and now he didn't even consume half of his strength.

The person in front of him not only had vast strength, but also extremely high quality, and the damaged giant shield was being repaired rapidly.

In just a breath, the giant shield was restored to its original state.

"Run!"

The knife-wielding figure's scalp tingled, and he quickly retreated, hearing a faint laugh in his ears;

"But unfortunately... for me, it's just good."

In the eyes of the knife-wielding figure, Shen Yuan's figure behind him turned into a residual image, like a cut character, suddenly moved several feet horizontally in an instant, and then moved several feet horizontally again in another instant, and came in front of him.

The violent force penetrated his body and formed a dark gray giant palm in the air, with a majestic momentum to crush everything, covering the knife-wielding figure.

"Ah." The knife-wielding figure's skin oozed red blood, and green smoke came out of his seven orifices. It seemed that he used some secret method to try to withstand Shen Yuan's fatal blow.

Bang! !

There was a loud bang.

Countless pieces of flesh and blood rain exploded, and the knife-wielding figure disappeared without a trace, leaving only a large pit full of countless pieces of flesh and blood mud.

The broken flesh and blood splashed onto Shen Yuan's giant shield, and were further crushed by the violent force, turning into a ball of blood mist and dissipating.

Clang clang clang!!

The ore that was knocked flying fell on the cobblestone path, making a crisp sound.

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Boom....

A tree that four people could hug collapsed with a loud bang, splashing a large piece of mud.

"Take the things out, that's not something you can covet." Yin Wuxue had a sinister look on his face, wearing a blood robe, and exuding a strong smell of blood.

He wore a pair of blood gloves on his hands, and his sharp claws flashed a chilling light.

The strong wind caused by the collapse of the trees made the blood robe rustle.

"A scum of the Red Blood Sect, you can do it?" Zhang Cheng had disdain on his face, but his heart was extremely solemn, and he tightly grasped the spear in his hand.

Although the two were both in the late stage of the Tempering Body Realm, he was only ranked 65th on the Qingfeng List, while the other party was ranked 51st, and the gap was predictable.

Although the rankings do not represent absolute strength, they are a great basis. Unless you hide very deeply, it is difficult to defeat the warriors ranked in front.

What's more, there is a gap of 14 places between the two sides.

"You are waiting for Bai Congjun, right?" Yin Wuxue grinned, revealing a creepy smile.

Without waiting for Zhang Cheng to answer, he said to himself; "My good brother must have fought with her."

Zhang Cheng's heart sank. Yin Wuxue's brother was named Yin Wusheng. Both of them were young heroes of the Red Blood Sect.

The former occupied the 46th place on the Qingfeng list, and the latter was the 24th, only one place lower than Bai Congjun. The two sides were old rivals, but it was basically impossible for Yin Wusheng to defeat Bai Congjun, but it was no problem to hold the other party back.

On his side, he fell into a passive situation.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Yin Wuxue's face was obscure and uncertain. I don't know what he was thinking in his heart, and he didn't take action for a long time.

"No." Yin Wuxue's reaction made Zhang Cheng realize that something was wrong. His mind was shocked and his face turned ferocious and terrifying. "You are stalling for time!"

"Hehehe... I finally reacted." Yin Wuxue smiled cruelly, his palms wrapped in a faint red airflow, his figure instantly disappeared from the spot, came in front of Zhang Cheng, and slammed out with one palm.

Buzz!

Silver light flashed, and the spear made a furious buzzing sound. Zhang Cheng's face was crazy, and his arms exerted force. The straight red spear bent like a half moon due to the distance, bang!

Shake the river! !

Boom!

A spark exploded.

The falling leaves were crushed into powder and filled the surroundings.

The red, scorching tip of the spear was held in Yin Wuxue's hand, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his face; "Don't you know the gap between us?"

The surging power surged out of his body, and the tip of the gun instantly turned into an extremely sharp meat grinder, trying to crush Zhang Cheng's hands.

"Elephant armor!"

Zhang Cheng's pupils shrank, and his muscles bulged, forming pieces of muscle armor to protect his whole body, while the power in his body surged out.

The two surging powers collided fiercely, bursting out layer after layer of white air waves, and the trees swept by the air waves had their skin blown off, revealing milky white trunks.

The two bodies shook at the same time, and the speed of blood circulation could not help but pause slightly, and they took a half step back.

However, Zhang Cheng was obviously at a disadvantage, and his muscles all over his body trembled uncontrollably, and the elephant armor seemed to be broken.

Yin Wuxue's face sank. He didn't take action before because he was not absolutely sure, leaving Zhang Cheng behind.

Horizontal martial artists have thick skin and strong vitality, especially Zhang Cheng, who has learned first-class hard skills, is even more difficult to deal with.

If you want to kill the other party, you must pay a great price.

The Duobao Ghost Domain is full of dangers. Without overwhelming strength, no one will take action. After all, no one wants to be the "praying mantis".

An injured warrior is a hot commodity, and everyone wants to take a bite.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Yin Wuxue heard a scream, his face suddenly changed, and he slammed his palm into the air, and then his body quickly retreated.

Zhang Cheng reacted quickly, retracted his spear, stepped back half a step, and swept across.

Boom...

In the smoke and dust, Zhang Cheng's figure rushed out suddenly, and there was no one around, and there was no figure of Yin Wuxue. His face was solemn, and doubts appeared in his eyes.