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Chapter 129: Magical version of martial arts? Everyone: This boy has the qualifications to be a great emperor!(1/2)

 Outside the light curtain.

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This side is in "The World of Heroes".

When these martial arts masters saw this child making a hole the size of a fist on the ground with his palm, they all stared with shock!

This kind of shock is almost extremely shocking!

"Here? Isn't this old man dazzled?"

"Oh my God? Am I dazzled?"

"How is it possible? How can such a terrifying existence exist in the world?"

"Hiss! This kid is so terrifying at such a young age. He simply has the qualifications of [Martial Arts Myth]!"

"How old is this kid? He is actually as powerful as a third-rate master in the world?"

"Could it be? Is this kid the [first martial arts myth]?"

"If this is really the case, then I have to say that this [the first martial arts myth] is simply terrifying!"

"Oh my god! Why is this [Martial Arts Myth] so terrifying every time it appears? You know, I have just broken through to the realm of a third-rate master! But, I am already seventeen years old!"

At this moment, these martial arts masters all shouted in shock.

First time!

This was their first time seeing such a young [Martial Arts Myth]!

No, it should be said that this was the first time they saw a child with [Martial Arts Mythical Qualifications].

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Hulong Villa.

"This kid is simply terrifying!"

"Even this emperor, when he was three years old, was just playing around in the palace, but this [the first martial arts myth], at the age of three, had already cultivated to the level of a third-rate master!"<

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"This kind of talent and qualification is simply terrifying!"

Hou Zhu, the brave god sitting on the chair of this machine, ignored him, his eyes widened with a surprised look on his face!

In fact, when other martial arts masters talked about being literate at the age of three or practicing martial arts at the age of three, Hou Zhuwu, the brave god, thought that they were just pretending. However, this time, he was truly shocked.

Arrived!

Three years old! You can practice martial arts on your own at the age of three!

Three years old! At the age of three, you can successfully practice many boxing techniques without any guidance!

Three years old! You can be promoted to a third-rate master at the age of three!

A third-rate master who has cultivated his true energy, the power of his palm is enough to leave some traces on the wall!

This is most of the strength of a third-rate master. At the same time, if others want to verify whether they are a third-rate master, they only need to blast a palm against the wall to find out.

This child is only three years old!

At the age of three, you can already read martial arts secrets? At the age of three, you can practice to the level of a third-rate master?

I have to say that this scene really shocked the brave God Hou Zhuwu!

"Terrible!"

After sighing with emotion, Hou Zhuwuwu, the God of Iron Gu, patted the machine chair with his right hand and said thoughtfully: "It's just that recently, Gu Santong, Guihai Yidao and the others have always come out to cause trouble, almost

The emperor’s spies who were buried in many dark places were all killed.”

"It's simply abominable!"

As he said this, a trace of anger could not help but appear on the face of the brave God Hou Zhuwu.

At this moment, Hou Zhu, the brave god of iron and courage, ignored him. His face no longer had that upright and awe-inspiring expression, but instead looked as cold as an evil ghost.

This is the real brave god Hou Zhuwu!

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Qingguo.

In a certain mansion.

When young Fan Xian saw the white light curtain in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble and shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible? This is just a three-year-old child, actually, actually

Just a third-rate master? How is that possible!"

Fan Xian is only seven years old now, but apart from pretending to be mature, he doesn't know any martial arts.

No! It can't be said that Fan Xian doesn't know any martial arts. At the very least, he has been practicing the "Tongtian Tu Kung Fu" every day for ten days. The effect of ten days has already made him feel his body.

His quality has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is almost as good as an adult.

It is precisely because of this reason that Fan Xian can be said to have fallen in love with this practice.

Of course, Fan Xian probably never would have guessed that the true identity of the [first martial arts myth] in front of him was from his fellow villager.

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In a certain forest.

"One hundred and seventy-five..."

"One hundred and seventy-six..."

"Two hundred!"

When Chen Ang practiced a certain movement of [Tongtian Tu Kung Fu] for the 200th time, he squinted his eyes and carefully felt the warm current in his body. He could clearly feel that these warm currents were continuing.

It strengthened his body, strengthened his muscles, and also made the weak Qi in his body become slightly stronger.

"Experimental results, plan 3!"

"Under this white light curtain, practice this one-move body-building technique of [Tongtiantu Cultivation Technique]. The efficiency of this practice is enough to withstand my practice ten times in other worlds!"

"Therefore, the [Tongtian Tu Kung Fu] that I have practiced two hundred times is actually equivalent to the [Tongtian Tu Kung Fu] that I have practiced two thousand times."

"Conclusion, the power of this white light curtain, or the power of this immortal, can indeed make our cultivation faster."

As Chen Ang spoke, he stretched out his right hand, held up the glasses that did not exist on his face, and said with a serious face: "So, after taking [NZT-48], I can do two things at once.

Watch the light screen played by this immortal while practicing this [Tongtian Tu Kung Fu]."

I can only say that Dr. Chen really deserves to be Dr. Chen. This rigorous and scientific experimental attitude is indeed admirable!

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Inside the light curtain.

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"Chi!"

I saw Teng Qingshan's left foot plowing the ground like an iron plow, one step forward, and his right foot and right fist shot out almost at the same time.

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The three forms of form and meaning are the simplest and the most profound.

The three postures are the origin of form and meaning, and even the masters of form and meaning must practice them continuously. And every punch and kick of Teng Qingshan is definitely the artistic conception of the master. At the same time, if someone is close to Teng Qingshan, then he can listen

There is a very subtle sound, which is the sound produced by the movement of internal muscles and bones.

Muscles and bones roar together!

"Hoo!" "Hoo!" "Breathe!"

The practice of Chinese martial arts is coordinated with this three-body posture. At the same time, Teng Qingshan's breathing is sometimes short and sometimes slow. His chest is like a bellows, containing a strange pattern.

This practice lasts for two hours!

End the trend!

"Hoo!"

As Teng Qingshan put away the "Xingyiquan", he suddenly let out a foot-long wave of air from his mouth. After a moment, he dispersed the wave of breath and said with a proud face: "A wave of air.

Year! In just one year, my cultivation has reached the peak of a third-rate master. I'm afraid, I'm not far away from the realm of a second-rate master."

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The screen changes.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, several years have passed.

This day.

"Is it difficult to enter the Guiyuan Sect?"

Teng Qingshan raised his head and asked his father, Teng Yongfan, with a puzzled expression.
To be continued...
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