Piao Tianwen    Chapter 571  Fist

Meng Xiang integrated his breath with the Tongtian Divine Tree, left the exchange point under the noses of all practitioners, and played with a crystal-shaped stone, which was his private goods that had blacked Mikong, while rushing to the Tongtian Platform. Although he had seen this high platform that was related to his destiny from a distance, he still wanted to get closer and take a look, and even touched it with his own hands.

About three hours later, Meng Xiang finally arrived not far from Tongtiantai. Only then did he deeply realize the difference between long-distance viewing and close-distance observation. When he was far away, he only felt that it was majestic and had a sense of vicissitudes. However, after getting closer, he discovered that the magical aspects of this magical building that can send people directly to the spiritual world have far exceeded the concept of architecture by ordinary people.

Of course, it is not about its height or its footprint, but its composition. First of all, it is its material. Meng Xiang looked at it for a long time but could not see what material it was. Not only that, he could not even determine the state of the material of the rooftop. Looking at it, he could not define it with the three conventional forms of solid-liquid gas.

Secondly, it is built in a way that it is not one, but one level and one layer, and there is no contact between layers. He can even vaguely feel that there are great differences between each level, but the specific differences are not something he can guess, and it needs to be understood by himself.

The third point is also the place that can best distinguish it from other buildings. It can not only send people to the spiritual world, but also communicate with the spiritual world and transmit the vitality in the spiritual world. As long as you look carefully, you will find that there are nearly transparent material flowing down from the upper part of the platform, revealing a strange aura.

Looking at the strange substances, a hint of desire appeared in Meng Xiang's heart. This desire came from his soul. Although it was not particularly strong, it was extremely irresistible. Fortunately, his state of mind was very profound, which finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.

During the observation of Tongtiantai, Meng Xiang also discovered that its upper part was not empty. Looking around, you can see different types of practitioners from different levels of sound, but their expressions seemed very painful, their faces were purple, their veins rose high, and their bodies kept trembling, like sieves, but no one would take the initiative to walk down Tongtiantai.

During Meng Xiang's observation of those practitioners, people came down from Tongtiantai almost every moment, but they all rolled down and finally fell heavily to the ground, and even had bloody hair. However, not only did they not show any pain, but they all seemed very happy.

Meng Xiang is not surprised by this. Although he didn't know much about Tongtiantai from the ancestor Tongtian, he still found an introduction that could explain the current situation - Tongtiantai has the function of tempering and improving the cultivation of practitioners.

However, in the era of the ancestor Tongtian, due to his prestige and majesty, even though practitioners knew that Tongtiantai was very beneficial to practice, no practitioner had ever thought of using it. Now it is obviously different, and its functions are fully utilized.

Meng Xiang continued to walk towards Tongtiantai, but when he was about a thousand miles away, a practitioner flew over and blocked his way. Due to the influence of Tongtiantai on the surrounding space, he could no longer integrate himself with the breath of the divine tree world, making it impossible for others to notice his existence.

The practitioner who intercepted him was very young, at least in appearance, only about seventeen or eighteen. He hovered over Meng Xiang's head, looked at it with a condescending look, and said coldly: "Who are you? Don't want to live anymore? I don't know that this is a forbidden area? Get out of here! A waste!"

Meng Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly, leaving only two dangerous slits, and a cold light flashed between his eyelids. He slowly said: "Forbidden Land? When did Tongtian Platform become a forbidden Land? Isn't it open to Tongtian to all living beings?"

"Boy, I didn't expect that you know a lot. Not bad. In the past, everyone could come here, but now it's changed, it's a forbidden area."

"Why?"

"Why?" The young practitioner looked at Meng Xiang and showed a foolish look. "It's just that our fists are big. Do you have any objections?" As he said that, he stretched out his fists and made a threatening move.

Meng Xiang smiled, a hint of coldness in his smile, which made the young practitioner feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but glar at him fiercely. However, Meng Xiang did not respond to his glare, and his smile became stronger: "You said that because you have a big fist, you can ignore the rules set by the ancestor and take Tongtiantai for yourself. So can I also use my fist to bring the bullshit rules set by you?"

"Haha..." The young practitioner laughed loudly, which immediately alarmed many practitioners. This mainly includes four parts: one is the practitioner who was wandering outside the cordon, the other is the practitioner who fell from the Tongtian Platform, and the other is the practitioner who was practicing on the Tongtian Platform. The last part is the same identity as the laughing young practitioner, guarding around the Tongtian Platform to prevent other practitioners from approaching.

After laughing for a while, the young practitioner stopped laughing. Seeing that he had successfully attracted the attention of many people, a trace of color appeared between his eyebrows. He looked at Meng Xiang with his eyes slanted and said in a contemptuous tone: "Boy, wake up. Don't daydream. Don't say that I can crush you with a little finger. Even if you can fight me, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with us?"

Meng Xiang seemed not to understand the ridicule in the words of the young practitioner. He looked at the other person's face and said lightly: "Are you scared? If so, admit it loudly in public and I will let you go."

"Scared? Hehe, then I will let you know how powerful I am." A hint of anger appeared on the face of the young practitioner, and he slowly raised his fist. With his fist, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth were moving with the movement of his fist.

At this time, some practitioners who were attracted to watch the fun couldn't help but show their pity when they saw the young practitioner raise his fist and look at Meng Xiang. Not to mention that his opponent's cultivation has reached the late stage of Taohua, that is, his body is, because he often practices on Tongtiantai, and his whole body has been tempered for thousands of times, and is not comparable to ordinary practitioners.

If Meng Xiang competes with him in other events, even if he is a small level lower than the opponent, he may not be completely unsure of victory if he has some good magic weapons and some powerful attack methods. However, if he compares his fists, he will definitely lose, and there is no possibility of victory at all.

Although almost no one thinks that Meng Xiang will win, the interest of those onlookers remains unabated. In this day-to-day practice, it is always good to watch fun and relieve boredom. What's more, Meng Xiang is challenging the dominance in the world of the divine tree. Whether it wins or not, they have already made them feel relaxed.

Faced with the aggressive young practitioner's fist movement, Meng Xiang showed a faint smile on his lips, and there was no sign of a scared smile or a disdainful sneer. However, the onlookers almost agreed that it was the former, because he stood still while he was standing there in the same place when his opponent punched him.

The young practitioner's fist was very fast, and he arrived in front of Meng Xiang in an instant. A layer of ripples of water appeared under his fist, and Meng Xiang was also affected by it and became distorted.

The opponent's fist was getting closer and closer to Meng Xiang's chest, and soon broke through to within five feet. It was not until this time that the onlookers thought that they could not catch a single move. He raised his fist and hit the opponent's fist.

However, Meng Xiang's boxing posture seemed to be useless in the eyes of other practitioners, especially the young practitioner. Not only did he not have a slight momentum, but he was also extremely slow. He was even worse than a layman in the practice who had not completed the body refining stage.

The young practitioner seemed to feel insulted. When he bit his teeth, a sharp murderous intent burst out in his eyes. The fist, which was already full of strength, suddenly increased by 30% more force, and it seemed that he would hit Meng Xiang into powder with one punch.

Faced with the more fierce fists, Meng Xiang still punched slowly. At this time, some practitioners with relatively good eyesight have discovered something unusual. Not to mention Meng Xiang's boxing skills, it would be very difficult to retreat with his ability to move forward in the face of the powerful fists of his opponent. You should know that the fists of young practitioners contain extremely terrifying power. Not to mention five feet away, even five feet apart, fifty feet apart, or even five hundred feet apart or even more, can easily shatter a mountain.

After discovering Meng Xiang's abnormality, the awakened practitioners began to pay attention to his boxing posture, and this look really made them see the problem. Although his boxing posture seemed extremely simple and even almost clumsy, it gave them an extremely strange feeling, as if it was the most original appearance of boxing. On the contrary, the boxing posture of his opponent seemed flashy and unreal.

However, Meng Xiang did not give the onlookers more time to study him. Almost as they discovered his speciality, his fists and his opponent's fists that seemed to be able to smash everything were collided with, making a "poof" sound.

However, what surprised the practitioners who made a defensive force to avoid being impacted by the two of them was that after the two fists collided, there was no shock wave burst. How could this be possible? Not to mention Meng Xiang, even if he was young, he would definitely make a lot of noise.

Meng Xiang slowly withdrew his fist and hung it beside him. The situation was that he casually punched the hollow place instead of a fierce attack with a practitioner who was a small realm higher than him and extremely powerful. At this time, the fool also realized that Meng Xiang was not simple anymore, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his poor eyesight. At the same time, many practitioners also projected their eyes on him, trying to discover the secrets he was hidden.

In contrast, there were fewer onlookers looking at the arrogant and domineering young practitioners. No matter how few people were, they also found that something was wrong with him, because since Meng Xiang took back his fist, he had been standing blankly, not only still maintaining his attacking movements, but also even more strangely, the expression on his face did not change at all, as if time had stagnated on him. The situation was really even more evil than the legendary immobilization technique.

After most practitioners turned their attention to the young practitioner without finding what they wanted from Meng Xiang. After all, the strange situation on him was even more attractive.

Many practitioners kept spinning around the young practitioners, but they still couldn't find out why they couldn't understand this situation. Some of the more impatient practitioners were ready to push him with their hands.

Just as their fingers were about to touch the body of the young practitioner, a voice sounded: "Everyone, if I were you, I wouldn't cause trouble for myself." It was Meng Xiang who was talking.

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