Chapter 21 April 4th, Qingming Festival, the host of the Nanquan Association
Golden skin and jade bone skills!
Wang Teng breathed a long sigh, and the vast white waves swept through, rising up; a faint golden light flashed on his body, and the jade-white color was restrained and became more and more dusty.
One punch!
boom!
Pure power burst out, piercing three ancient trees through, holes as big as bowls exploded, and their waists were broken.
The light blue light curtain in front of me changed quietly.
Fighting method: Golden Skin and Jade Bone Practice [Small Accomplishment (Golden Skin and Jade Bone Practice Strengthening Two Levels, Recoil Strengthening Two Levels, Golden Body Strengthening Two Levels)]
New magical powers: Jade true gold body (major consumes true energy to strengthen physical strength and maintain ten breaths)
"The two martial arts are combined and sublimated to the first level, and they have also nurtured a killing magical power, which is worth it."
Wang Teng's eyes were full of surprise. His whole body was 70% stronger than before. His bones were shining with jade-white luster and were extremely tough, allowing him to burst out with stronger strength.
He stood tall, his fists whirled the strong wind, and the lake surface was surging, and the waves suddenly rose, and the light gold true energy surged within three feet, making it so bright that it was so bright.
"The jade-true golden body is open!"
He whispered, the jade white bones in his body clattered, and the entire human body was flashing with golden light, swelling; it was like a golden giant, nine feet tall.
Wang Teng's breathing was slightly deeper, and the true energy in his body quickly passed. After estimating, he could not maintain this state for about half an incense stick.
After half an incense stick, he will return to his original appearance, but within this half an incense stick, his combat power is extremely powerful.
It is enough to tear tigers and leopards and crack stones with bare hands.
The golden light shines, and Wang Teng is like a statue of a god, ancient and sacred.
Boom!
He moved, his fist was as thunderous as thunder, wild and brave as he was, with the purest strength and the most powerful destruction!
One punch, the waves stop, one punch, the wind blows.
"Host, wait for me!"
He whispered, his face was sacred and noble under the sunlight, just like a divine di.
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Seven days later, at the foot of Jade Emperor Mountain, he climbed up the steps in a green robe.
Step by step, calm and powerful.
"It's Elder Wang! Elder Wang is back from Dasheng!"
At the mountain gate, the two Qingtian Temple disciples on duty were extremely excited. Their legend, the invincible Nanquan Jade Taoist, is back!
Ten days ago, the news of the Southern Fist meeting with the West Buddha came out, and everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, the man actually knocked alone and defeated the Buddhist son.
After that war, Lianhua Fa Temple respected the Western Buddha's intention to seal the mountain for ten years and kept the precepts and practiced in peace.
As the battle situation came out, people became more and more awe. This generation of Nanquan was too strong and almost pushed the entire martial arts world!
Only the last place is Jade Emperor Mountain, Qingtian Temple, the world's number one host!
"Elder Wang is back?"
Inside Guan, Elder Qi was shocked, so quickly?
He didn't care about teaching boxing, so he immediately moved his body and rushed to the mountain gate.
The breeze blew by, and the Qingtian Temple became lively. Many elders appeared and rushed to the mountain gate.
Da, da, da
The calm footsteps echoed, the young man in green robe closed his eyes slightly, and a faint golden light flashed.
One step down is like a yellow bell, with ninety-nine stairs and ninety-nine bells ringing, solemn and sacred.
Fighting against the southern fist, fighting against the northern legs, fighting against the spear and sword, fighting against the West Buddha.
Scenes of pictures flowed through my heart, becoming more and more harmonious and clear.
Huh ~
At the mountain gate, there were people looking at the green robe with a concentration, admiration and fear.
"Elder Qi, here."
The figure appeared, and the elders who knew each other waved and stood aside.
Elder Qi nodded and stood with them, quietly looking at the figure who had climbed up the steps, with an inexplicable expression.
Da, da, da
The footsteps approached, becoming heavier and louder, as if a god Di was traveling, and the auspicious light shone for a hundred miles. All sentient beings bowed their heads.
"His strength is becoming more and more unfathomable."
Elder Qi sighed, suddenly felt like he was abandoned by the times. Perhaps, they were really old.
Huh ~
The breeze blows, bringing green patches, just like the past.
On April 4th, Qingming Festival, the southern fist enters the blue sky.
Da, da, da
The footsteps were gone, and the green robe passed by everyone, no one spoke, and no one followed.
"He is going to challenge the viewer?"
An elder spoke with a stern voice, shocking inexplicably.
"No, what he wants to fight is the number one host in the world, not the master of Qingtian Temple."
Elder Qi spoke slowly, his eyes were distant and calm, a Taoist temple and two legends.
The blue sky should prosper, and the Taoist sect should prosper!
All the Taoists were silent and speechless. They finally had to distinguish between the top and bottom, the best in the world! The best in the world!
April 4th, Qingming Festival, Nanquan meets the host road.
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In the Qingtian Temple, there was a silence, and the incense on the high platform was ignited at some point, and the smoke was shrouded in smoke.
Wearing a green robe, stepping onto the platform in the sunlight.
He was wearing a purple robe, and Rikyu put on his body, standing quietly on the platform.
quiet
Very quiet
The two looked at each other quietly, the wind howled and the sun shining, like a painting.
"You're here."
The host slowly opened its mouth, with cloud patterns on its purple robe, cranes flapping their wings and green pine swaying.
"I am coming."
Wang Teng held his head up, his eyes were plain and confident, and his mood was flawless.
"I'm very pleased to see this day with my own eyes."
He nodded slightly, his eyes soft and gentle.
"After this battle, the Taoist sect was booming and unstoppable."
Wang Teng took steps, firm and powerful.
"As you said, there should be only one person in the world's glory; the glory of the present should also belong to the Taoist sect."
The host reached out his hand, his five fingers rose together, as white as jade.
"please."
Wang Teng raised his fist and a faint golden light shone.
"please!"
The host has a slightly raised head and a normal face, but has an unspeakable charm, which is naturally suitable for the world.
Hula
The wind blows, and the fist moves.
Bang!
When an explosion occurred in the sky, Wang Teng punched out, and the strong wind was as sharp as a blade.
Bang!
The host waved his hand, his sleeves bulged up, as hard as gold and iron; swept down the strong wind and blocked his fists without any fault.
"Flowing clouds!"
He whispered, his sleeves rolled up like water, and his true energy was entangled; he wrapped the punch of the punch, and the hardness and softness were combined, and the strength flowed, leading the punch to the punch as it deviated.
"Broken Jade!"
Wang Teng was not afraid, and the true energy surrounded by fists exploded, shaking his sleeves; he stepped on the seven stars, and the Hunyuan Qi and blood roared in his body, and punched him violently.
The huge force surging and punched down with one punch. Even though the host's cultivation was extremely high, he was extremely cautious when facing this attack.
He flew his sleeves, one hard and one soft, and practiced the Tai Chi roundness of the Taoist sect to his bones; he transformed the surging force between the rotation.
Click!
There was a sound of cracking under my feet, and the bluestone at the host's feet could not bear the huge force and shattered.
"rise!"
He took a deep breath, his abdomen slightly swelled, and a powerful true energy burst out; it was like a golden toad spitting beads, swallowing the sun with his mouth, which suddenly shook the young man open.
Da, da
Wang Teng's body moved slightly, and a golden light on his body flashed and dissolved the force. Such an attack was nothing to him.
"Yu Zhen achieved a small success?"
He looked at the east road, and there was a hint of jade-white color lingering on the other party's fists. Wang Teng was not surprised; even the Western Buddha son had trained the golden bell cover.
As the master of the Qingtian Temple, it is not uncommon for the host to practice the Yuzhen Technique to a small success, after all, it is still far from the big success.
"My talent is limited, and I can only deduce it to this point, but in you, I see infinite possibilities!"
The true energy of the host is surging, and the wind is blowing within five feet. The eyes that look at Wang Teng are hot and solemn.