Zhang Qingyuan had never expected that such an ordinary passerby-armored monk in front of him had already understood the power of the artistic conception of water!

He also practiced a water-attributed palm technique to the peak!

The vast tides are rushing like a tsunami that has spread all over the world!

At that level, only by practicing that palm technique through hard work and reaching the pinnacle, can you faintly touch the power you have to go up to the next level!

Even Zhang Qingyuan believed that he could not reach the other party's level!

"Maybe, this is a higher level above the artistic conception!"

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes shined with brilliance.

He didn't know how the other party practiced, but based on his vision and experience.

It can be seen that the other party's palm technique is not high in the original level, and it is only at the lower level of human rank.

The reason why it is so powerful is largely because the other party has been practicing this palm technique continuously for ten years, and finally, while mastering the artistic conception of water, it set off this huge torrent when using the palm technique!

I practiced thousands of times in one palm.

Practice makes perfect,

Then he is skillful!

"A very powerful palm. With your heart and mind, your future achievements will never be much worse!"

Zhang Qingyuan sighed and said.

The words were full of seriousness.

Before achieving the True Yuan Realm, Zhang Qingyuan's qualifications were not good. When he practiced magic and martial arts in the early stage, various knowledge and experiences or brains in his previous life in the introductory stage had no effect on his early stage practice.

If you want to enter a profound state, you can only practice again and again.

Motivate yourself with the Proficiency Panel.

Brush your proficiency bit by bit.

Think about it now,

At that time, if I had not had the ability to display the panel and had not seen my progress little by little and persevere, I might not have been able to reach this point today.

And what about the other party?

This palm is definitely not caused by talent, but the power that can be achieved by practicing thousands of times a day in ten years!

As Zhang Qingyuan, who has done the same thing,

The perception of resonance of this human means is clear.

"Three stacked waves over the sea!"

This time,

Zhang Qingyuan no longer used the power of the sword pill in his body.

No swordsmanship was used either.

Instead, he simply used the palm technique he had used before and used the power of the artistic conception of water.

The azure blue light gathered between Zhang Qingyuan's palms, and the light seemed to gather on the palms. Zhang Qingyuan took it casually, like an antelope hanging its horns, without the slightest breath of fireworks.

Boom!!!

The same impact,

The entire ring seemed to be vibrating at this moment.

The powerful force seemed to collapse as the sea, and the shadow of huge waves appeared in the void, as if a magnificent wave had arrived in the world, and he slapped at the monk Qingyi!

Use palms to palms!

Use the artistic conception of water to the artistic conception of water!

Zhang Qingyuan attacked in the air, but at this moment he seemed to have entered an unknown artistic conception.

The mind and the void meet, as if they have an incomprehensible illusion.

Touched his heart.

"The artistic conception of water that I have realized has not made much progress in many years since more than ten years ago!"

"I have paid too much attention to the power of cultivation, magic weapons, elixirs, etc. in recent years, but instead I have lagged behind the means I used to rely on back then..."

Awakened in an instant,

It made Zhang Qingyuan sigh slightly in his heart.

However, he also knew that this was fighting on the ring, so he flashed with this trace of insight and was temporarily suppressed by him.

"Thank you for your warning. To express your gratitude, I will defeat you with all my strength!"

boom!!!

The powerful true energy erupted, like a volcanic eruption, and the terrifying power that was unsuppressible swept across the vast.

Peng!!!

The two palms meet and create a violent collision.

The true energy swept across like a substantial shock wave. Under the violent vibration, the entire are cracks like spider webs spreading towards the surroundings.

The waves raised by the man in blue shattered in an instant like glass.

Destroy and destroy.

The move was broken, and the monk in blue spit out a mouthful of blood.

The remaining power of Zhang Qingyuan's three-fold waves over the sea bombarded the sky, and his remaining power did not crash into the man in green, and directly knocked him away with a palm.

Blasted out of the ring.

"What a pity, if it was at the same level, my palm would most likely be defeated by your hands."

Zhang Qingyuan's figure floated like a feather on the ring. The raging wind and waves around had dissipated. He looked at the monk in blue who had lost his combat power not far away. Not only did Zhang Qingyuan's face not have any joy, but instead sighed.

This is true.

When he realized the truth on the river, Zhang Qingyuan by chance realized the perfect state of the thirteen sword-like sword-like state of Yunshui, and at the same time he also understood the power of the artistic conception of water.

At that time, he was ahead of most of the monks of the same level.

The limelight is unparalleled.

But as time goes by,

Although he still understood the artistic conception of water and integrated the artistic conception of water into various means to improve his strength, he gradually focused more energy on elixirs, magic weapons, cultivation resources, etc. that could quickly improve his strength, and even the fundamental things he had established himself at the beginning were gradually ignored.

The solid foundation laid by those hard practice back then, and the fighting spirit that was constantly striving were gradually hidden as their strength improved.

Even the artistic conception of water and profound practices that were able to gain foothold in the past will not be able to improve in the days to come.

Whether it is the artistic conception of water,

It is still the peak of the fourth level of the exercise, the Yiyuan Guishui Sutra, and Zhang Qingyuan has been stagnant there for several years.

Admittedly,

Cultivation level, magic weapons, cultivation resources, etc. play a great role in cultivators.

However, for a monk, his own foundation is also an extremely important foundation in addition to external objects.

If it weren't for the fight against this monk in blue today,

Zhang Qingyuan might really go astray in the future, blindly pursuing external objects such as cultivation level, magic weapons, etc., while ignoring his own roots.

"Thank you for your alertness, what are your name?"

Zhang Qingyuan looked at the monk in green on the opposite side and asked seriously.

"Feng Changqiu."

At this time, Feng Changqiu, who was traumatized, was a little confused and didn't know what was going on, but he still replied.

"Does Feng Changqiu? I remember you, thank you!"

Zhang Qingyuan nodded,

I remembered this name in my heart, thanked me, and then turned around and left the arena.

Feng Changqiu, who was confused, left behind.

Zhang Qingyuan, who left the ring, did not have much joy in winning after the battle, but his heart was filled with alertness.

This battle,

Of course, Zhang Qingyuan won, but if he looked at it from another perspective, he could not have won.

Or,
Chapter completed!