Wang Zhiyi was one of the top five martial arts masters in the Liao Kingdom, but he fell into the court and stayed with the emperor, which was a rare thing. However, most people in the martial arts world were biased against the officialdom and disdained to enter the court as an official.
"Please enlighten me!"
Yuan Yi pursed his lips slightly, grabbed the Overlord Spear, and stared at Wang Zhiyi.
In his heyday, he would not be afraid of the king's righteousness, but now that his physical strength is severely exhausted, the situation is completely different.
"I have long heard that King Beiding is so powerful that he wants to learn from him."
Wang Zhiyi smiled slightly, waved his sleeves, and assumed a free-hand stance. He looked at his nose and nose, as if waiting for Yuan Yi to make a move.
Yuan Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and instead of taking action rashly, he circled around Wang Zhiyi.
Although he has never fought against Wang Zhiyi, he also knows that he is a master who is good at internal qigong. He can spread qi into a gang and has reached a great level of power.
Wang Zhiyi was obviously good at stopping with silence. He did not take action, but waited for Yuan Yi to take action.
"The wind is as cold as a knife."
Yuan Yi flashed out and shot directly at Wang Zhiyi's eyebrows. Before the shot came, the cold wave came first, and a cold wind suddenly rose from the ground.
It was a simple shot, but it was extremely sharp. Like a glimmer of light, it pierced the void and appeared in front of Wang Zhiyi.
Wang Zhiyi's expression was indifferent. He waved his sleeves, and an invisible energy spread out. The Xunuo Thunder's shot suddenly paused slightly, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and his speed suddenly dropped.
At this time, he stepped forward, wrapped his hands around, and grabbed the tip of the gun. A pair of flesh and blood grasps seemed to not care about the sharp edges. With a sudden pull, Yuan Yi's body moved forward uncontrollably.
He jumped and hit Wang Zhiyi.
Yuan Yi snorted coldly, but he immediately let go of the Overlord Spear, stepped on the gun body, stepped on the gun, and flew to Wang Zhiyi in an instant.
He kicked out and went straight to Wang Zhiyi's door.
Wang Zhiyi turned slightly to avoid Yuan Yi's kick.
However, the next moment, a violent storm of attacks suddenly fell, one leg after another, and the shadows of the legs filled the sky, like a violent wind sweeping the earth, the wind howling, and Wang Zhiyi's entire body seemed to be surrounded by the shadows of the legs.
Wang Zhiyi, on the other hand, was unhurried. The soldiers came to cover up the water and earth. With the wave of his robe, he blocked all Yuan Yi's attacks without missing a beat.
He is like a rock in the sea. No matter how terrible the storm is, it cannot be shaken at all and remains standing.
Every time Wang Zhiyi makes a move, there seems to be an invisible energy vibrating around him, like a wall of energy, constantly hindering Yuan Yi's offensive.
If you cannot attack for a long time, your old strength will be gone and new strength will not be generated. If you continue, you will only fall into the opponent's control.
Yuan Yi could only give up the first wave of offensive, kicked Wang Zhiyi on the wrist, jumped back with the force of the rebound, instantly grabbed the Overlord Spear stuck on the ground, and retreated more than ten meters.
"Bu Qi becomes a gang!"
Yuan Yi looked at Wang Zhiyi with a solemn expression. Sure enough, the rumors were true. Wang Zhiyi's inner martial arts had reached a great level. He could spread his energy into a gang and exert his inner energy to this extent. Not many people in the world could do it.
"As expected of the King of Beiding, he is truly brave and unparalleled."
Wang Zhiyi swung his sleeves and stood with his hands tied, like a wooden stake, motionless. However, his robes continued to billow and bulge, and invisible energy continued to vibrate around him.
If you practice your internal skills to the extreme, you can feel Qi every time you exhale and inhale.