There was a loud bang, broken meat flying everywhere, and blood flying everywhere!
Amidst the fierce explosion, Cheng He still maintained his fist-pumping posture in mid-air, and his excited face remained unchanged, as if he still wanted to kill Leng Yi in one fell swoop...
However, a hot red air wave appeared in front of his puffed-up chest, and in that air wave, pieces of flesh shot out in all directions with little bits of flame!
But in the air waves, a terrifying crater of bloody flesh appeared on Cheng He's burning chest. At the same time, a bulging hill bulged high on his back...
how so!
Feeling a sharp pain that penetrated into the bone marrow and entered his mind, Cheng He's face instantly turned as white as paper, and his pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip!
"ah--!"
A blood-curdling scream pierced the hazy sky. In the diffuse firelight, Cheng He suddenly fell from the air with wisps of charred smoke and dust, and hit the ground as hard as iron!
"You...you actually..."
Seeing that the big pit on his chest was quickly filled with blood, Cheng He stared at Leng Yi with a pair of disbelieving eyes, and made a final roar with difficulty——
"You actually...hid...your cultivation!"
Bang...
With a muffled sound, Cheng He's head hit the ground heavily, and his frightened eyes quickly lost their luster and turned into pale hollows...
"Dead...dead?"
Seeing Cheng He lying motionless on the ground, Leng Yi cautiously stepped forward and kicked him twice. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on Cheng He, breathing heavily...
What kind of martial arts is this?
So simple yet so powerful?
Leng Yi raised his bloody right hand and stared blankly at the wound that was slowly healing. He simply couldn't imagine that the cannon-like punch just now was actually delivered by him!
Being able to kill Cheng He instantly shows the power of this punch...
At least a full blow equivalent to the ninth level of Body Tempering!
Maybe, it will be stronger...
"If you can really punch out all the vitality in your body, this blow will be second only to the one when you use the "Devouring Technique";" At this moment, the old dragon's voice slowly sounded;
second only to?
Leng Yi couldn't help but be surprised!
"The Art of Devouring" relies on burning life to gain strength, and this...this...
"Gather all the energy in one place and exert it in an instant. If the body cannot withstand the huge force released instantly, it will explode. This is self-destruction;"
"But if your body is strong enough to a certain extent, it can tightly confine the power and then release it purposefully, then the punch just now has the same principle as the artillery;" Lao Long explained slowly;
I see……
Leng Yi thought about it in his mind, and then nodded slowly;
"What kind of martial arts is this!"
Leng Yi raised his brows and asked quickly despite the severe pain all over his body, but he was thinking quickly in his heart;
If he could practice this martial art, wouldn't he have another trump card? Ordinary monks have exerted all their vitality and can only be slaughtered in a short period of time, but he still has the strength of his body and can continue to fight!
Isn't this...
"You loser! What are you thinking about again?" Old Long did not answer Leng Yi's question, but said coldly as if he had guessed what Leng Yi was planning, "Is it possible that you want to stay at the fourth level of body tempering all the time?
?”
"You...hum! No way!"
Leng Yi was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something about the old dragon, but couldn't help but shudder in his heart and quickly gave up those illusions;
Lao Long's meaning is very clear. The further you go in cultivation, the harder it becomes; the physical body that can surpass the four levels of its own cultivation only exists in the body tempering realm where there is little difference in strength between the two levels;
But in the Bone Forging Realm where the gap between the two levels is gradually increasing, this kind of thing will never exist; by then, after one punch empties all the energy, even if he still has the strength of his body, he will probably only be able to run away;
After all, the enemies back then were much stronger than they are today...
Unless Leng Yi can obtain the legendary body cultivation method;
Forget it, that one doesn’t make sense at all!
Leng Yi shook his head and gave up this more unrealistic idea;
"Tear off Cheng He's clothes;" At this moment, Lao Long suddenly said;
What to do?
Leng Yi raised his brows, and a suspicion flashed in his heart, but he didn't say anything more. He reached out and pulled Cheng He's shirt apart, then looked at it intently, and then his eyes suddenly froze——
I saw that Cheng He's body was covered with all kinds of scars:
Knife wounds, burns, scalds, bites from wild beasts, and even wounds left by the loss of entire muscles... There is almost no flat skin on the whole body!
"Bah..."
Leng Yi couldn't help but take a breath, so many scars, it can be seen what kind of life Cheng He lived on weekdays; his duty should be to do those shameful things for Cheng Guiyun;
"After today's battle, you must have understood how big the gap between you and Cheng He is!" Old Long said slowly, with a very solemn tone:
"Putting aside the difference between friend and foe, Cheng He is the truly experienced monk; he is your role model today!"
example……
Looking at the scars on Cheng He's body, Leng Yi forcibly suppressed his hatred and calmed down his mind;
During this battle, Leng Yi clearly realized that the gap between himself and Cheng He was simply worlds apart;
At first, he just thought that Cheng He was a professional killer with extremely rich killing skills and combat experience, which he could not compare with. With that knife and that kind of strange martial arts, he could kill three or five of his own.
Very easy;
However, when Cheng He threw away his weapon and chose to fight Leng Yi with bare hands in order to maintain the pride of the killer, Leng Yi was still no match; although Leng Yi suffered the disadvantage of not knowing martial arts, but...
Leng Yi still believed that even if Cheng He fought with him in close combat, he still had the means to kill three or five Leng Yi;
He further believed that Cheng He had countless means to leapfrog levels and even fight across levels. Those who died under his hands would definitely be masters of the ninth level, tenth level, and even the bone tempering realm;
Under certain scope and conditions, Cheng He can be said to be——
Invincible at the same level!
"Really experienced monks..." Leng Yi seemed to understand something suddenly, and couldn't help but tremble. He seemed to understand why the ancients valued experience so important;
Not to mention anything else, Cheng He's ability was definitely not taught by his master, let alone practiced hard at home...
"The real purpose of experience is not to broaden your horizons and experience life, but to become truly strong!"
"And true strength is not taught by anyone at all, nor is it created behind closed doors; nor is it relying on parents, family, or bluffing with weapons and cards;"
"The real strength is your own strength. You must abandon all reliance, face all difficulties and dangers alone, and walk through it step by step with your hands. Only in this way can you truly integrate the skills you have learned and truly belong to yourself.
;"
"This is the real purpose of training!" Old Long said slowly, his tone was extremely solemn and powerful;
"However, it is the instinct of life to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages; to be able to put oneself in danger, whether because of livelihood pressure, parents' orders, or even willingly; it all requires extremely firm belief and tenacious will;"
Leng Yi nodded slowly. He thought of the life journeys of those amazing figures in the cultivation stories; he also seemed to understand why ancient sects, families, and parents were so cruel to take away their beloved disciples and drive their children out of their homes. From then on,
Either you will succeed in your studies, or you will die, otherwise you will not be allowed to step into your home!
Although after doing all this, the masters and parents will close the door and cry secretly, with their hearts twisted...
However, it is this cruel and ruthless training method that has created that capable person who will be famous throughout history and will be remembered throughout the ages, even the proud son of heaven!
Before that, Leng Yi always felt that it was just a literary exaggeration. Whose master and parents could be so cruel...
Thinking of this, Leng Yi stared at the ground blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart. He already understood what real experience was, but it was completely unimaginable;
After all, this is completely beyond his knowledge, because this kind of situation does not exist in this prosperous era, and there is no need to be so cruel...
"Last time... you mentioned two points, which seem to be related to experience; what is the second point..." Leng Yi paused for a long time before murmuring;
"The second point is very simple, and it is also a kind of experience;" Lao Long said loudly:
"That is to constantly challenge people who are stronger than you, and then survive!"
What!
Leng Yi's cheek couldn't help but twitch. Among the monks he had come into contact with, all those who were committed to becoming stronger as soon as possible collected more resources, practiced harder, and competed with more people. In addition,
There are no shortcuts;
In order to save time, they even skipped the camping-like experience!
But……
Leng Yi saw Cheng He's scars all over his body again. If Cheng He had never fought with a stronger person, how could he have such scars, and how could he have the ability to leapfrog, or even fight across levels;
Challenge is not a competition;
Challenging stronger people is no different from actively seeking death!
Thinking of this, Leng Yi couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his forehead. He actively sought death and wanted to live.
This is simply true!
But at this moment, Lao Long suddenly asked;
"Do you know what the monks from the ancient times called themselves?"