"The martial arts that this person cultivates is the 'Vajra Prajna Power'. Like the Tao Zhenyin, it is a third-grade extraordinary martial arts."
Yun'er's voice explained in Zhuang Wudao's thoughts: "This person has both the strengths of Buddhism and Taoism, which is very good. However, because of this, he can only use 80% of his strength at most. But when this person was young
, probably because he bathes his body with elixirs every day, so his strength and strong bones are far superior to ordinary people,"
Zhuang Wudao nodded slightly, knowing the importance of the combination of martial arts and palm techniques. For example, he himself, Niu Mo Yuan Ba Ti and Big Monument Slammer, are one of the second level, one of the third level. You can choose any one of them to practice.
Cultivation to the level of Yuanshen, and even the realm of immortality as mentioned by Yun'er.
But without the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body, he would not have the strength of seventy bulls that could be compared to the peak Qi training realm at this moment. Even if the Big Monument Slammer could multiply the strength of the number of people, he would still not be much stronger, and he would not be able to last.
Although Niu Moyuan Ba's body is strong, he does not have the palm strength of the Big Stone Slammer, and his palm strength is only average.
At the beginning, Yun'er asked him to practice multiple disciplines at the same time. He would rather waste more time than let him cross the threshold of Qi training realm early. This is the reason.
The True Seal of the Dao is the top palm skill of the Taoist sect. The Vajra Prajna Power is the superior Buddhist skill. He can master these two skills at the same time. This Yu Anjun's talent is also terrifyingly strong. No wonder the flying boat of that day is
He was so arrogant. Even Beitang Wan'er didn't take him seriously.
But due to some conflicts between the body and palm techniques, this person often cannot use 80% of his 100% strength.
It is probably because the top martial arts circulated in the world are too rare that Yu Anjun had no choice but to choose these two to practice.
However, once Mr. Yu An becomes a disciple of Li Chen, he can ask the Golden Pill to wash away the power of Vajra Prajna for him. Using the original foundation, he can change other Taoist skills and his strength will be greatly improved immediately.
"Well, Yun Bo was defeated. His Nine Sun Divine Art was quite good. But the seventy-two movements of the Dragon Subduing Palm were a bit inferior. Although this palm technique lacks changes, it is not used in this way."
Yun'er commented disapprovingly, and then said leisurely: "Seven tribulations ago, I once saw a person use the Eighteen-Style Dragon Subduing Palm. It was really powerful and earth-shaking. It's a pity that I can't get a glimpse of the whole picture.
I don’t know how to practice it. In fact, the Eighteen Movements of Dragon Subduing Palm is the most suitable for your practice."
Zhuang Wudao laughed. He was very satisfied to be able to learn the great monument-smashing technique. In the past three days, he recited the 'Heaven and Earth Yin and Yang Great Compassion' every day, and the results were good. The newly added true energy in the body has been refined.
few.
With the Niu Mo Yuan Ba's body and seventy ox strength as the foundation, he could easily break through the twenty-five elephants with a big palm strike.
And that pseudo-occult technique, the ‘Big Split Stone’, can reach up to forty-four images!
Even a monk in the late stage of Qi training realm would still have difficulty if he didn't have Yunbo Yu Anjun's superb martial arts and palm skills.
That day in the Xiling Valley, Xuji was struck by his palm, causing all his strength to disintegrate, and then his head was cut off by the Ciyuan Sword Jin.
If it was as Yun'er said, the two of them fought on the stage, and by the ninetieth round, Yun Bo was out of breath. His strength was gradually running out, and he was pushed to the corner by Yu Anjun's palm after palm.
Just when Zhuang Wudao was curious about what kind of mysterious magic power Yun Bo would use to reverse the situation, Yun Bo snorted with a livid face and jumped off the ring.
Not only were those watching the battle disappointed, Zhuang Wudao was also surprised. Yun Bo's two skills have already reached the first level, and there is no way he would not be without mystical powers. Even though his palm power is not as good as Yu Anjun's, why?
If you don’t even try, will you just admit defeat?
"We, Soochow, only have a radius of 4,000 miles, and there are thirty or fifty cities. Most of the powerful young masters have met me."
Xia Miao's face was full of ridicule: "Yunbo probably had a fight with Yu Anjun before. Both parties knew the basics, so they thought they were not his enemies. It's a pity that Yunbo has mastered the power of Subduing Dragon Palm.
He has good boxing skills but no courage at all, so his achievements in the future will be limited."
Beitang Wan'er couldn't help but glance at him sideways: "No matter how courageous he is, his strength is still much better than yours. How can you evaluate his future achievements?"
Xia Miao said "Hey" but didn't say anything. However, the corners of her lips were raised coldly, and the sarcasm became stronger, showing that she didn't take it seriously.
Zhuang Wudao asked Yun'er in his mind: "Compared with me in terms of strength, this Yu Anjun, who is higher or lower?"
Yu Anjun had not tried his best just now, and Zhuang Wudao also knew that Yun'er's telepathy was much stronger than his.
"The sword master's palm power is much stronger than his. Even if Yu Anjun can use 100% of his strength, he is still weak to you. And if he has another half year, the sword master will defeat him without any effort."
"So what now?" Zhuang Wudao frowned, having heard the implication of Yun'er's words.
"The sword master is definitely no match for him. He will be defeated in at least one hundred and twenty fights. This person possesses mystical skills and should be between three and five styles."
The sword spirit said without emotion: "This person has been immersed in the true seal of the Tao and the power of Vajra Prajna for ten years, and it has only been four months since the sword master cultivated the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body."
Zhuang Wudao was dumbfounded. Only then did he realize that four months ago, he was just a marrow-refining warrior who had not even started practicing 'Subduing Dragon and Subduing Tiger Fist'. In just four months, he had become a practitioner.
A cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Realm. Even the Bull Demon Yuan Hegemon Body can be achieved quickly.
Even if there was a brilliant teacher like Yun'er who could provide him with tutoring lessons in his dreams, it would be impossible for him to be as good as these children of aristocratic families who have countless resources and have studied martial arts for more than ten years, as well as those true talents.
He had really mastered the Big Monument Slammer, but he still couldn't perfect the Bull Demon Yuanba Body.
This is his limitation, which can only be made up for through time.
Although he was unwilling in his heart, he knew that Qingyun Sword Spirit had an extremely accurate vision. He thought that the difference in strength between the two was too big and he had no chance of winning, so he said this.
If there was even a glimmer of hope, Yun'er would not be so decisive.
Only Yu Anjun and Zhuang Wudao are no match for him. Then the three people in front are probably even more powerful.
Do you really want to challenge the top three?
Zhuang Wudao's mouth was secretly bitter, and he felt a little guilty. Before, he had really looked at the sky from a well, thinking that people like Beitang Wan'er and Gu Yueming were already the best figures in Soochow.
Only then did I realize that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world. In Jiangzhou, which is only a thousand miles away, there is a person with spiritual talent, who is not inferior to Beitang Wan'er's Yu Anjun. And at this time, the cultivation strength is much higher than that of Beitang Wan'er.
A son is even better than a few chips.
Above the ring, Yu Anjun was still arrogant and looked at the people below the ring with satisfaction.
The first place where they set their sights was Gai Qiancheng and Dong Lihan. Their eyes flashed fiercely, and they sneered provocatively, but they did not say anything to continue the challenge.
Xia Miao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "As expected, he is a man who knows the current affairs, not a fool. This guy seems to be planning to go to Lichen Mountain, change his body, and then challenge these two people. But at that time, he also had the qualifications
, it’s really unpleasant.”
The mountain test after the Dao test really determines the ranking. The level of ranking, the elective exercises that can be taken, the offerings received every year, and the chance of being selected as a true disciple are all different.
However, after a year in the mountain test, it was enough for Yu Anjun to change his body. With this person's talent, it couldn't be easier to find a Jindan master.
Then Yu Anjun turned his attention away from Gai Qiancheng and Dong Lihan. Unexpectedly, he finally focused on Zhuang Wudao, his eyes full of sarcasm.
"I heard that a certain person has been accepted as a disciple by Master Xuanlingshan Jiefa. He must be a genius and have extraordinary cultivation. But I don't know if this person dares to fight with me, Yu, to confirm what he has learned?"
Zhuang Wudao frowned. It was both unexpected and expected that Yu Anjun would challenge him.
I felt slightly annoyed in my heart, and my fighting spirit rose even more. But I knew that I was no match for this person.
If we really want to fight, we can only borrow Yun'er's power, which is exactly what he wants the most——
The battle in Xiling Valley was done out of necessity and as a last resort.
Seeing his hesitation, Yu Anjun couldn't help but said in amusement: "I didn't expect people from the Yuanshen realm to be so timid. Are the secret disciples of this generation in Xuanling Mountain such a waste like you?"
Before he finished speaking, bursts of laughter resounded throughout the entire school grounds. Even the Lichen disciples who were maintaining order in the distance were alarmed and looked over with gloating, ridicule, or sympathy.
Xia Miao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her eyes flickered, and it was difficult to know what she was thinking. Beitang Wan'er's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, revealing a worried look.
Zhuang Wudao sighed slightly. Since the reputation of Zhenfa Zhenren was involved, he could no longer control it. Without any further hesitation, Zhuang Wudao stepped forward and stepped onto the ring with just one step.
He stood firmly opposite Yu Anjun, standing unobtrusively.
"The forty-seventh ranked Zhuang Wudao challenges the fourth-ranked Yu Anjun."
Yu Anjun burst out laughing, seemingly extremely happy. But the moment he rang the bell in the referee's gym next to him, he couldn't wait to rush forward. He had been gathering momentum for a long time, and his whole body was like a giant mountain.
, and a pair of hands pressed down like a huge seal.
The True Seal of the Dao!
Zhuang Wudao allowed the heat flow brought by Yun'er to control his whole body. Then he stepped back and took three steps back before striking out with the same palm.
Big stone thrower, broken mountain!
boom!
It seemed that a small area of the surrounding world was shaking, and the ironwood ring below could no longer hold up and completely fell apart.
The two of them fell down and landed firmly on the ground. Zhuang Wudao didn't retreat even a little bit, but Yu Anjun swayed and his steps slipped about half a step.
Many of the disciples watching the battle were silent for a moment. Even Gai Qiancheng, Dong Lihan, and the third person Huangfu, who had been sitting firmly, looked surprised, stood up one after another, and moved over.
Yu Anjun roared unwillingly: "Come again!"
Before he could even finish his words, Zhuang Wudao took a step forward and slapped his face with another palm.
The hand that smashed the monument and cracked the stone!