Ying Zhuyue accumulated his strength to its peak and punched the blue-gray marble floor under his feet.
"boom!"
With a dull sound, all the marble tiles three fingers thick collapsed, and a punch hole the size of a washbasin was deeply imprinted on the ground.
Receiving this shock, with the fist hole as the center, the marble floor immediately tore open in all directions like a spider.
Ying Zhuyue finished his work and felt that the destructive power of this punch was not bad. If this punch hit anyone, even the warrior of Xuan Gang Mirror would be shocked to the point of vomiting blood, and even a steel plate would be pierced!
The power contained in this punch is more than two thousand kilograms, completely surpassing the peak power of the Xuanli Mirror Warrior. This is one of the auxiliary functions of the blood beads.
And this was without the use of combat skills by Ying Zhuyue. If he were assisted by combat skills, this punch could kill an elephant.
The horror of the 'Giant Spirit Transformation' can be seen clearly. If all the 'Nine Transformations of Xuanhuang' are practiced to perfection, how powerful it will be.
In order to cultivate the 'Giant Spirit Transformation' to a perfect state, Ying Zhuyue relied on the spiritual liquid purified with blood beads as food, and stayed behind closed doors for more than ten days in a row. He began to compress the true energy in his Dantian, powerfully
Breaking into the Xuanli Mirror, his strength increased to a terrifying level of two thousand kilograms.
On the twentieth day, Ying Zhuyue dressed neatly and slowly opened the door to her room. Anyway, she was a waste in the family and no one cared except to ridicule her. Therefore, no one cared about her being shut up for twenty days.
Being bored in the room for twenty consecutive days made Ying Zhuyue's face a little whiter, and her tyrannical martial arts foundation gave her a very powerful feeling.
Her steps were steady. Due to her cultivation of the 'Giant Spirit Transformation', just standing there gave people a sense of oppression as if a giant was standing there.
"Dang! Dang!"
At this moment, the sound of gongs was sounded in the Ying Mansion. Ying Zhuyue frowned, and she understood that this was a loud gong that would only be sounded when the family encountered something big.
"Could it be that the Shi family finally couldn't bear it anymore?"
But when Ying Zhuyue thought of this, three servants of the Ying family came to Ying Zhuyue, and without saying a word, they directly reached out and tried to escort Ying Zhuyue.
"Bold! What are you doing!"
Ying Zhuyue yelled angrily.
"Bah! How can you show off your authority when you are about to be executed? I'll tie you up!" the servant who took the lead said in a confident tone.
"It's just as I expected." Ying Zhuyue's eyes flashed with sharpness. He stretched out his hands and threw the two servants who were surrounding him like chickens. He pointed at the leader and said, "Go back and tell the Shi family
Miss, I need to take a shower and change clothes before I go!"
"What?!"
As soon as Ying Zhuyue said these words, the three servants were all dumbfounded. How could the second young lady, who had always been cowardly, become so arrogant? Was this because he knew that his life was on the line and that he would be able to shine again?
Also, when did this loser gain such strength that he could throw two big and thick servants away?
"Are you deaf? Tell them to wait for me there!"
The leading servant suddenly felt that the second young lady was particularly strange. When he looked at the two servants who were thrown out casually, he no longer argued, but turned back to report.
Anyway, it was not him who died, he was just an errand boy. No matter how crazy the second young lady was, she would not be able to escape the sanctions of the family and the Shi family in the end. Let her be proud for a while.