"Infinite Hegemony Fist", also known as "Wu Sheng Shen Fist" at this moment, does not care about the form. With one punch, it is the explosion of all the power of one's own energy, energy, blood, etc. It is domineering and boundless, crushing everything! This is the right
The ultimate use of one's own strength, spirit, physical strength, energy and blood, all the power that can be used, the most extreme explosion.
As long as I am invincible, no life will come out of my fist, this is the intention of my fist!
At this moment, Yang An is really practicing cultivation, and the difference between it and Second Life is really big. Second Life is the execution of data programs. Yang An can only feel the domineering momentum and mystery displayed, but when it comes to real cultivation,
, to produce such a punch requires Yang An to practice and try step by step.
"Momentum! We must gather enough momentum! Come again!"
Yang An took a deep breath and continued.
Punch, recover, punch, recover...
Yang An was sweating profusely, and the Qi and Blood Pills were free of charge. He could take one pill in a short time and regain the energy he had consumed in minutes.
Such a heaven-defying ability to refine elixirs can only be achieved by Guaibi.
It was all thanks to Yang An’s spiritual power that far exceeded his own realm.
If an ordinary warrior wanted to practice Wusheng Shenquan, it would be good if he could punch three times a day, but Yang An could only punch once in a few minutes, and half an hour was worth three days for an ordinary warrior!
Although the first punch is still not mastered, the accumulation of proficiency is increasing rapidly.
As long as you work hard enough, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, and a drop of water can penetrate a stone. Practice makes perfect!
Yang An believes that it won’t be long before he can actually throw his first punch!
An hour later, Yang An stopped. He had not slept for six days. The depletion of energy and energy, and the severe overdraft of fatigue, could no longer be replenished by pills.
Yang An glanced at Guan Qingzhu, who was sleeping, and lay down directly on the ground. He fell asleep in a matter of minutes, and soon fell asleep.
In the dream, he was still practicing boxing.
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Three poles high in the sky, the bright sunshine pours down.
Guan Qingzhu woke up quietly and slowly opened her eyes. She was a little confused. Suddenly she thought of something. She looked at her body suddenly, touched and checked. After making sure that everything was normal, she breathed a sigh of relief and pressed hard.
He shook his little head and jumped up.
At this moment, I didn't care about the "stalemate" before. When I saw Yang An a hundred meters behind me, he was in the shape of a "big character". He was obviously sleeping. Guan Qingzhu's charming and natural face, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and her eyes were filled with laughter.
The fear is so thick that I still can't resolve it.
She couldn't even figure out what happened last night!
But the rays of fists that dominated the world were extremely clear in her mind, and she shuddered when she thought about it.
Is that the route of boxing?
What made her soul absorbed... was the fist intention?
At that moment, she already thought she was dead!
Who is he? What happened last night?
Just the spread of perception, her spirit was destroyed!
Just by seeing his gaze, her mind was forcibly taken in, or rather swallowed!
It's really terrible...
At this moment, Guan Qingzhu felt a lingering fear in his heart, as if he had survived a catastrophe, as if he had gone through a life-and-death disaster, and all his pride was like a paper tiger, shattered by the endless fist light.
Looking at Yang An, Guan Qingzhu didn't dare to sense it at all, let alone activate his mental perception.
This is a sleeping tiger, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a demon that eats people without spitting out bones!
"Is that boxing technique the legendary divine product? Also, his spiritual consciousness..."
At this moment, Yang An moved, slowly opened his hands, and just started to stretch, Guan Qingzhu, who was thinking about it, turned around and sat down cross-legged, motionless, with chills standing on end, as if he was encountering someone.
The cat and the mouse have nowhere to escape.
Yang An stood up and stretched lazily.
He squinted his eyes and checked his data first, then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his mood became wonderful.
Power control 53%!
Obviously, although the first punch has not yet been mastered, his power control has increased by 2%!
The higher the degree of power control, the higher the attack that the whole body's power can burst out. An increase of 2% means a 2% increase in attack power!
This is much more powerful than adding a few cards or dozens of cards!
“Miss ‘Heng Heng’ recovered quickly.”
Yang An glanced at that graceful back, his eyes were clear, and he murmured to himself: "It's just...it seems really scary..."
Guan Qingzhu seemed calm, but his slightly messy aura and slightly tense muscles could not escape Yang An's perception.
"Hey, sister, I'm going forward, um, three hundred meters."
Yang An opened his mouth and said.
"snort!"
Guan Qingzhu stood up with a "scratch", twisted his waist and fat hips, and walked forward quickly.
He said "hum" as usual.
But this time "hum" seems to lack some confidence.
After advancing three hundred meters, Yang An began to practice boxing unscrupulously.
Every few minutes there was a "boom", the sound of the air being blown up, stimulating Guan Qingzhu's tense nerves again and again.
After all, Guan Qingzhu couldn't help it and looked back...
Yang An didn't care either.
Anyway, Guan Qingzhu has already seen the real Wu Sheng Shen Fist, and it is a reverse deduction of the ninety-ninth punch to the Wu Shang Fist of the first punch. It doesn't matter if he watches him practice boxing now.
Yang An looked focused, gathering momentum, punching, gathering momentum, and punching.
It's like punching Guan Qingzhu from afar...
Don’t tell me, it’s quite touching!
Yang An also directly targeted Guan Qingzhu with his breath. The intention of each punch was to blast Guan Qingzhu a hundred meters away!
His strength began to become more and more concentrated.
The moment it broke out, it became more and more domineering and violent!
A terrifying momentum is faintly forming!
Guan Qingzhu just glanced back. It was fine now. She felt like she was being targeted by a poisonous snake. The feeling like a light on her back became stronger and stronger. She even seemed to be able to sense the wind of the fist, and she gradually began to lose consciousness.
The energy and spirit seemed to be locked...
Okay, the girl turned green.
But……
She can't afford to offend, she can't afford to offend!
Although it felt like Yang An's burst of power was not strong at all, she could beat Yang An to pieces with one punch if she faced her head-on...
But she didn't dare!
She is not stupid. Yang An's background is definitely not simple. She is definitely pretending to be a pig! Her hidden strength is not enough to show in front of others. The terrifying mental power that can directly swallow up her mind, and
Once her dominating fist power breaks out, her small body will be reduced to ashes in minutes.
Fortunately, she was sure that the other party was also hiding his clumsiness and did not want to reveal his true power.
Otherwise, what kind of pretense are you pretending at this moment? Moreover, the pretense is very similar, and you can't even land a complete punch. Every time you have to prepare for so long, the thunder is loud and the rain is small. Who are you kidding?
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