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Chapter 31 The Man in the Bamboo Hat

After the breakthrough, Lu Qian unleashed his power wantonly in the yard.

With a set of boxing techniques at his fingertips, the shadow of a boxing master becomes more and more obvious.

After the punch, he lowered his back and sat on the horse. His aura and strength instantly subsided, and he became like an ordinary boy next door, harmless.

This is the middle-level skill in Hua Jin. It restrains the golden elixir and forms a circle everywhere, which is elixir energy!

Specifically, it is to hold the elixir and sit on the hips, so that the energy, energy, blood, marrow, and plasma of the whole body are concentrated, just like the small dot that first opens and evolves into the vast world.

The mysterious thing is that the energy of the whole body is concentrated in the Dantian, and then explodes. The tighter the concentration, the stronger the explosive power.

After returning from the East Island, Lu Qian asked Tang Zichen for advice on how to hold pills.

Holding the elixir is not difficult for him. He must first train his buttocks, then his lower abdomen, and then use his mind to guide the whole body to shrink to the lower abdomen Dantian, which is how to hold the elixir.

Lu Qian experienced that bloody battle, and then naturally entered Baodan.

The advantage of Danjin is that you can use the newly added power after your breakthrough as quickly as possible, so that you will not be unable to use your strength and the new power cannot be fully utilized.

"My current strength is seven thousand kilograms. If I use the method of holding pills to explode, I estimate that I can have eight thousand kilograms of strength. My strength has almost reached its peak!" Lu Qian said to himself.

After practicing to the eighth level of bravery, the physical body has basically reached a limit. If you want to go up, you have to cultivate your spirit.

But that requires spiritual cultivation.

In other words, if Lu Qian did not have the skills to train his spirit, if he continued to practice hard, he would be able to condense his strength a little, but he would never be able to step into the ninth level of psychic realm.

There is no way to develop the brain.

You must know that after entering channeling, it is another watershed. You have the spiritual power to see through the opponent's vitality, you can also look inside yourself, and you can reach the tenth level of divine transformation, and you have the ability to never forget.

Rumor has it that on the eve of entering the secret realm of magical powers, one can reach the point where if one wants to forget something, forget one thing, and if one wants to remember one thing deeply, one can remember it deeply.

This state is pure spiritual cultivation and the development of brain potential.

Everything comes from the art of spiritual training.

"The ninth level of psychic realm cannot be broken through in the world of dragons and snakes. If you want to improve your strength, you can only start with internal martial arts and external strength." Lu Qian thought.

Now the internal martial arts is Dan Jin, and the next level is Gang Jin. It is not difficult for him.

However, even if you break through the Gangjin, it will not greatly improve your own strength, because you cannot deal with the magic weapon of the eternal world.

Unless it is the highest state of internal martial arts - subduing the white tiger, seeing the gods and not breaking.

But that is only helpful for divine transformation and breaking through the secret realm of supernatural powers. It is not of much help for the current dilemma we are facing.

After thinking about it again and again, Lu Qian felt that he could only improve his external strength.

The next day, he found Wen Cai and asked for a sniper rifle to practice his marksmanship.

Facing magic weapons that fly into the sky and escape from the earth, only long-range attacks and surprises can win.

Speaking of which, there are no shortcuts to gun training. As long as you are careful, think carefully, and feed more bullets, your marksmanship will naturally improve.

boom!

A wine bottle more than a thousand meters away shattered.

"better!"

Lu Qian aimed at the next target.

When pulling the trigger, his body remained steady, his palms seemed to be tight and loose, and his mind was always on the sniper rifle in his hand.

Bullets were fired from the barrel of the gun, shattering dozens of wine bottles with precision.

"That's it."

After two days of hard training, his marksmanship has risen to the level of an ordinary sharpshooter.

At such a level, although the shots cannot be missed, hiding and ambushing the opponent can definitely surprise them.

Lu Qian got up from the ground, his ears suddenly moved, and he noticed something strange moving behind him.

Turning around, he saw a person walking towards him from a distance, and at the same time, an indifferent voice came over.

"Little guy, your marksmanship is pretty good. Among the marksman masters I know, at your age, you are considered the best!"

This man was wearing a large bamboo hat, which covered his head completely. His appearance could not be seen clearly. He did not know whether he was a foreigner or a Chinese, but his words were spoken with a Chinese accent.

This person's tone is also very strange. When you hear it, you will have a feeling that this person is superior.

It is not the prestige and momentum brought by power, money, and strength, but an innate and racial gap.

In particular, this person's breathing, footsteps, and heartbeat all seemed to be integrated with the surrounding airflow. In other words, when he walked, the vitality of his whole body was consistent with the movement of the surrounding airflow and wind sounds.

Such matching movement trajectories gave Lu Qian the feeling that this person was integrated with the world, just like the Taoist theory of the unity of heaven and man.

This feeling is very mysterious and profound, and can only be felt by those who have undergone a certain powerful stage of physical training and affected their spirit.

This is a master!

Lu Qian braced himself and smiled softly: "That's an exaggeration, but this is a private place. Who is this strangely dressed gentleman coming in to see? If you go the wrong way, please leave on your own!"

"Little guy, aren't you afraid of me?" The man in the bamboo hat stood in front of Lu Qian, with a pair of bright eyes exposed under the bamboo hat, looking at Lu Qian with interest.

He came to see Tang Zichen. He walked around the area several times but did not see Tang Zichen.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Lu Qian took apart the sniper rifle and put it into the box and asked, "Are you a policeman, a soldier, or a god?"

As soon as the word "god" was spoken, the figure of the man in the bamboo hat moved and clapped his hands forward, like a big mountain pressing down on him.

Lu Qian twisted his waist and abdomen, folded up like a dragon, and swam past the palm of the man in the hat. Then he punched the man in the hat in the head with his backhand.

When the punch came out, the tendons, muscles, and bones of the arm crackled, the air was squeezed out by the punch, and a low muffled thunder sounded.

The man in the bamboo hat retracted his palm and raised it in front of his head, forcibly blocking it.

puff!

The fists and palms struck each other, and thousands of kilograms of force exploded into each other. The two of them trembled, as if they were electrocuted, and they took a few steps back at the same time.

"Who are you? Why did you hit me?" Lu Qian was angry.

"Who are you from Tang Zichen?" The man in the hat looked solemn.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old actually has such a strong strength, and he is in Tang Zichen's private training ground, so he has to be treated with caution.

"Let me ask you, who are you? Why did you hit me? Did I offend you?" Lu Qian yelled.

He hopes to live a peaceful life, practice peace of mind, and improve himself. Why do people always come to disturb him and ruin his life?

"It turns out to be a little guy with mental problems!"

"You still call me a little guy. The guy who called me a little brat last time had his chest flattened by me. I don't know where he is hiding to recuperate. Anyone who disturbs my life will die!"

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