"Heng Lian?" Lu Qian shook the steel gun, inexplicably a little nervous and a little curious.
Today's mainstream martial arts in Dayin include cultivating the essence, expanding the pulse, opening the meridians, opening acupuncture points, and higher realms above. What is emphasized is consolidating the essence and cultivating the essence, cultivating an acquired innate breath, tapping the treasures inherent in the body, and finally cultivating all kinds of things. Incredible martial arts powers.
He can blow his breath into thunder, gather his energy to form soldiers, fly in the sky, break clouds with his iron palms, and other magical powers that in the eyes of the world are no different from the gods in legends.
Practicing external skills, training the body wholeheartedly, and forging the bones, flesh, and meridians of the whole body into a diamond-like piece is regarded as a heretic.
There are no magical features in martial arts, except that the skin is thick and the flesh is durable, and the steel and iron bones are strong. It can run faster and jump higher. Apart from that, even the life span is the same as that of ordinary people, even due to excessive torture. The physical body has a shorter life span than ordinary people.
This is Dayin’s horizontal martial arts practice.
But it is undeniable that Heng Lian's martial arts practice progresses very quickly in the early stages and his combat power is extremely strong. As long as he accumulates enough resources, he can have the combat power of the Peiyuan Realm or even the Pulse Extension Realm in just a few years.
Whether it is Laiguo Duke's mansion, Tian'enhou's mansion, or even the martial arts giants in Dayin, they all have generals and servants who specialize in practicing Hengqigong.
When Lu Qian was studying in the Lu clan, he had seen the horizontal servants around the eldest son of the direct line. They were a group of people who pushed eight horses down and pulled nine oxen back. They could run horses on their shoulders and stand on their arms. A tough guy.
Pointing the spear directly at the Adam's apple of the big man standing a few feet away, Lu Qian said coldly: "I have always wanted to find a master of horizontal training to practice."
The big man smiled "haha" and pointed towards Lu Qian: "Lianlian? No, just for fun. However, today's game is your life."
Shaking his head, the big man sighed: "Looking at you, you are also a good man. What a pity, who made you offend someone you shouldn't have offended?"
Lu Qian's heart was moved, and when he was about to trick the big man, a deep roar suddenly came from the man's chest. He took a sudden step forward, and a bad wind sounded. He rushed to Lu Qian and punched Lu Qian in the face. His head was knocked down.
There was a 'bang' sound, and the man punched down, like a thunder blast in his ears.
Lu Qian's ears were in severe pain, and the soul in his mind was shaking. He subconsciously raised his hands and pointed the steel spear like a long snake out of water. With a 'swish', it stabbed the big man's Adam's apple quickly.
In this shot, Lu Qian only used the physical strength of his arms and did not stimulate Yuan Gang's cultivation.
With a crisp sound of 'ding', Lu Qian's hands shook, and the point steel gun bounced back with concussion. There was a white spot the size of a sesame seed on the big man's Adam's apple, but other than that, his skin was not broken at all.
A heavy punch hit his head. Lu Qian lowered his head in the middle of his busy schedule and flicked the ponytail behind his head upwards. The big man's straight punch hit Lu Qian's ponytail.
His scalp suffered severe pain, and large pieces of broken hair were sprayed out. Lu Qian's ponytail was broken by more than two feet with one punch. The hair rope that tied the braid was shattered inch by inch, and the remaining hair, which was more than a foot long, was fluttering in the wind of the punch.
Lu Qian stepped back and retreated quickly.
The big man smiled lowly, and the sound of "rumbling" in his chest was continuous, as if there were several tigers hiding in his chest, breathing low and roaring.
He followed Lu Qian step by step, and with every step he took, he punched Lu Qian in the head.
"Ding, ding, ding," a series of crisp impact sounds could be heard endlessly. The steel gun in Lu Qian's hand fired out a series of harsh piercing sounds. The spear stabbed the big man's Adam's apple again and again with extremely accurate precision.
The big man pressed forward twelve steps and punched twelve times in a row.
Lu Qian took twelve steps back and stabbed him with more than a hundred shots.
Lu Qian's marksmanship was also considered to be very good. He had more than a hundred shots, almost all of which were stabbed at the same position.
But on the big man's Adam's apple, there was only a white spot the size of a broad bean. Other than that, his oily skin was still not scratched at all.
The huge force of the earthquake struck, and Lu Qian's wrist was injured by the force of the earthquake. When his wrist moved, there was a faint pain in the joints, as if he had been stabbed with a needle.
"The shooting skills are good, but with this strength, this broken gun can't hurt me." The big man smiled lowly. He took a deep breath and watched as the muscles in his upper body swelled strangely. The black armor with centipede buttons
It tightened, and then broke into pieces with a few "chacha" sounds.
The big man exposed his upper body, and the twisted and beating blood vessels under his skin were squirming violently.
The next moment, he punched the hailstone hard, and a series of intensive "bang bang bang" sounds broke through the air.
Lu Qian took a deep breath.
Having just fired more than a hundred shots, Lu Qian also only used his physical strength, but obviously, his physical strength was no match for this big man.
With an endless breath, the sea of energy in his body surged, and a faint blue water shimmered on Lu Qian's skin. He took out the gun again, and the speed of the gun suddenly increased by more than double, especially a cold light on the tip of the gun lit up, and then
The spear gun, which was more than three inches long, spurted out, piercing the big man's Adam's apple with a breathtaking cracking sound.
The big man became more serious.
He did not dare to let the spear covered by Lu Qian's gun gang stab his Adam's apple anymore, but instead hit Lu Qian's spear with a heavy fist.
"Clang, clang, clang" was heard for dozens of times, and the big man's fist and the head of Lu Qian's gun kept colliding. The big man's fist was heavier, but Lu Qian's gun was faster.
The average big man punched out, but Lu Qian had already stabbed him seven or eight times.
The dense gun light stabbed the big man's fist repeatedly, impacting the gun barrel with huge force. The steel gun was bent and rebounded again and again, making an overwhelmed "buzzing" sound like a wounded python.
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the steel gun in Lu Qian's hand could not withstand the continuous impact. From the position he was holding to the tip of the gun, the eight-foot-long steel gun shattered inch by inch, and the broken gun barrel flew rapidly around.
Lu Qian let out a soft cry and hurriedly backed away. He did not dare to use his body to catch the flying steel gun fragments.
But the big man smiled strangely, and casually covered the front of his eyes with his hands. Like a rampaging bull, he forced his way through the flying debris, and rushed in front of Lu Qian who was retreating in two steps.
"Die!"
The big man roared deeply, and his huge body slammed forward. He retracted his fist, turned around, straightened his right elbow, shattered the air with a 'boom', and hit Lu Qian's chest hard.
The iron elbow is like a heavy cannon, attacking in front of you with incomparable arrogance.
Lu Qian's hands were covered with the faint blue water light, and the Jingtao Hands made a dull sound of waves and moved towards Iron Elbow.
As soon as his hands touched the iron elbow, Lu Qian's expression suddenly changed drastically.
Using all his strength, and even using Yuan Gang to activate the secret skill of Jingtao Hand, Lu Qian still couldn't withstand the terrifying force of the big man's iron elbow.
After a brief touch, Lu Qian judged that this big man's horizontal cultivation was terrifyingly high. His strength was at least ten times that of Lu Qian's full strength now!
How strong can this guy be physically?
His skin has probably been tempered to the point of being as defensive as five or six layers of heavy armor.
Lu Qian's hands slightly touched the big man's iron elbow, and he swung his hands back. His body swayed with the force, the soul in his mind flashed, the blue light flowed in his eyes, and a silent wind rose up from the air under his feet. His body suddenly changed. It became much lighter and the speed more than doubled again.
‘Shua’!
The big man's eyes flashed, and Lu Qian's body turned into an afterimage and passed by the big man.
The big man's iron elbow suddenly lost its target, and the terrifying strength failed. He lost his footing and took a sharp step forward.
Lu Qian, who suddenly accelerated, was already behind the big man. He lifted all the Yuan Gang, activated his wave-shattering hands, and made a dull sound of water waves with both hands, "bang bang bang", and struck the big man's back with 108 consecutive palms. Heart.
The big man's elbow missed. He took a step forward and leaned forward. It was too late to turn around.
Soon after he said it, the big man took a deep breath, and the muscles on his back suddenly bulged more than three inches high, and his dark skin was covered with a dark metallic light.
Lu Qian slapped the big man on the back one hundred and eight times in a row, and a low "bang bang" sound was heard continuously.
Wave after wave of potential energy from the Jingtao Hand was like the undercurrent of a tsunami, constantly blasting towards the big man's body, trying to penetrate his flesh and skin defenses and invade his internal organs.
Jingtao Hands are best at accumulating momentum. Once the momentum is achieved, the potential energy will be wave after wave, wave after wave. In the end, dozens of palms and hundreds of palms of dark energy will continue to erode the opponent's body, and can forcefully destroy the opponent's body. The opponent's skin, flesh, neck bones, internal organs, etc. are all smashed into pieces with a devastating force.
But the gap between Lu Qian's cultivation level and that of the big man was too big. He hit the big man with palm after palm, and heard a constant muffled sound. Before his potential energy could penetrate into the big man's skin, he was hit by a big wave like a solid rock. , the latent energy was smashed into pieces, and not a single bit invaded the big man's body.
Not only that, there was also a terrifying potential force that kept rewinding and rebounding, impacting Lu Qian's palms, wrists, and arms again and again.
After one hundred and eight palm strikes, 70% to 80% of the Yuan Gang in Lu Qian's body had been consumed. He panted, staggered back and flew six or seven feet away, looking in shock at the big man who turned around slowly as if nothing had happened.
The big man didn't suffer any damage, he just spent some energy.
On the contrary, Lu Qian's wrists and elbows were all in severe pain from the shock, especially the knuckles of his ten fingers, which were all red and swollen, and the finger joints were almost dislocated.
"You just said that you want to find a master of cross-training to practice?" The big man shook his head sarcastically at Lu Qian: "I told you, it's just for fun. But, it's your life you're playing with!"
The big man tilted his head from side to side vigorously, and said with a deep smile: "Okay, Mr. Lu, let me tell you something. At your age, you are already a good hand at dilating your pulse. It's not easy, it's really not easy."
"But it's useless. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, you must die here."
"Remember my name, I am Xiong Dingtian, the 'Eight-Armed Bear Demon', the current generation leader of the Xiong Family Martial Arts School in Haojing. Tsk, you will not lose if you die in my hands. Two years ago, a man from Sikootai opened the first level of Sutra The head catcher was beaten half to death by me, let alone you?"
Xiong Dingtian looked at Lu Qian with a smile: "How about you cooperate and stop resisting, and I leave you with the whole body?"
"The fifteenth day of the first lunar month hasn't passed yet, so it's unlucky to celebrate the New Year and get bloody, isn't it?"
Lu Qian shook his arms, and Yuan Gang washed the meridians of his arms, relieving the pain in his arms.
He looked at Xiong Dingtian and said with a dry smile: "I really can't beat you, tsk, next time I will introduce you to a good opponent... Xiong Dingtian, right? I remember, the days will be long in the future, Xiong's Martial Arts School, right? Let's do it in the future How close!”
Xiong Dingtian's expression suddenly changed.
The man in black who had just led Lu Qian here whistled, waved his hands, and three fist-sized iron gallbladders roared towards Lu Qian's back with a sound of breaking through the air.