The more Wang Jian fought, the stronger the fighting spirit in his heart became.
If at the beginning, it was caused by the Zhang Er Spear, it was difficult to control the four-point spear spirit that I had sublimated.
But now, it can be easily controlled, and even becomes stronger with the battle.
This kind of breakthrough is exactly like this. Once you take the most difficult step, as long as the situation is just right, you will be on the fast track.
Wang Jian felt that even though the outcome of the battle with Sun Wukong was tragic, the effect was extremely amazing.
At least, it saved him two or three years in understanding the meaning of the spear.
The understanding of the gun intention becomes more and more difficult in the later stages.
He has been able to comprehend to this point mostly through fighting to the death.
Of course, it is also indispensable to understand the accumulation of spear intention in the art of harmony between man and nature.
It's just that the time for the Unity of Heaven and Man once a year is too short and too little. Besides, now we have to perfect the "Tai Xuan Jing" and the later "Su Nv Jing". How can we have more time to understand it?
Gun intent.
The time saved by fighting Sun Wukong now is too precious.
Moreover, the three-point spear intention is still in its early stage, but the four-point spear intention has already reached the mid-term stage.
This is a huge sublimation, and the gap in combat power is completely two concepts.
This has been understood by immortals, and most warriors have difficulty understanding it before they become immortals.
Just like Yu Cheng and other leaders, they are all in the three-point artistic conception.
There are also geniuses in the world who have achieved four or even five points of enlightenment before they become immortals, and now Wang Jian has obviously become one of them.
Facing the copycat version of Sun Wukong, he also has the strength to fight.
Of course, the premise is that the opponent is only the current size.
The battle became more and more intense, and every shot he fired was filled with violent momentum. Any other opponent would have been crushed by him.
However, what he encountered was a copycat version of Sun Wukong, and the opponent was not inferior at all. His golden cudgel was so powerful that his attacks failed every time.
There were more and more blood stains on Wang Jian's body, and the open wounds were densely covered, soaking his whole body.
But the fighting spirit in his heart was even stronger, and he was even more joyful.
This is what warriors are like. The more they fight, the stronger they become. The fighting spirit in their chests is sharpened and is constantly being sublimated.
And the physical body also stimulates huge potential due to strong oppression.
The remnants of green dragon bone soup and meat accumulated in the body are all activated, and the three large cups of soup just drank are even more rapid.
The physical body, which has just been repaired to a certain extent, has been tempered and is progressing at an unprecedented speed.
With every strike, there is obvious progress and full potential.
Not only the physical body, but the true energy is also more condensed. The martial arts golden elixir in Dantian Qi Sea is spinning and spinning, emitting violent true energy.
Although the martial arts golden elixir has shrunk by a large amount due to the huge consumption of true energy, the power within it is even greater.
The phantom of the Zhang Er spear on Yuanshen's left hand is also more staring, and even the Chaos Bell is like this. Although Yuanshen has shrunk a lot, it is also more solid.
Essence, Qi, Shen, and soul are all four in one, improving in all directions.
This was one of the reasons why he came to Sun Wukong to fight to the death. Even if he didn't take advantage now, he still wouldn't give up and resisted to the death.
As the fighting raged, the battle became more and more dangerous.
Because both of them have murderous intentions, this is normal. In a battle between warriors, they may still hold back at first.
But with the fighting, the fighting spirit is overwhelming, and the state of mind will enter the fighting state, and will no longer hold back.
Even in the end, when the opponent is beheaded, it will be complete, and he will strike without mercy.
The two of them were in this state, showing no mercy, even though they had never shown any mercy.
If we say that before, the two sides only had a violent confrontation.
So now, the air pressure is dropping sharply, and the murderous intention makes the surrounding environment feel like the middle of winter, and even some stone walls are covered with a layer of frost.
It was not made of frozen water, but a vision caused by the gathering of murderous intent.
If an ordinary person comes into contact, his mind may be instantly corroded by murderous intent or even beheaded.
This is the terror of the strong, whose methods are beyond people's imagination.
Now when Wang Jian encounters existences such as ghosts, he doesn't need to take any action as the murderous intent can be easily wiped out.
If it is strong enough, the gun will be enough to sweep across.
boom!
A violent momentum erupted from Sun Wukong, and the shadow of the demon ape behind him became more and more real, and his body seemed to be a little taller.
The golden cudgel swept across with one stroke. Although Wang Jian used Zhang Er's spear to resist, his body was still swept away.
But fortunately, he has adapted to Sun Wukong's huge strength, and he is able to move skillfully and constantly release the power transmitted from Zhang Er's spear.
When his feet stepped on the ground, the ground exploded instantly, sending countless rubbles flying.
Even so, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
But the congestion spurted out and his face became much better.
This is the blood congestion accumulated in the internal organs due to many previous collisions. It just happens to be sprayed out, allowing the internal organs to regain stronger vitality.
Sun Wukong stood in the void and looked down at Wang Jian: "It's indeed interesting, but that's it for now. I'll send you on your way."
Roar!
With a silent roar, Sun Wukong lifted the golden cudgel and smashed it down on his head instantly.
When the attack came, his body instantly grew stronger and returned to his own demon ape form. Even the golden cudgel expanded several times, becoming even more terrifying.
This stick far surpasses any previous attack, and its power may even be doubled or tripled.
Wang Jian sighed in his heart, and sure enough, as soon as Sun Wukong returned to his original demon ape form, his combat power immediately increased by more than several times.
He can fight against the short form of Sun Wukong, but now, he is far behind.
This is because the opponent's body is too terrifying, and every move and every move is powerful enough to destroy everything.
He had also thought about such a scenario, so he worked hard to practice "Qing Jiao Jin".
But now that my opponent is crushing me with strength, I feel really tired.
Strong and weak are clearly distinguishable and can be judged in an instant.
If you resist this stick forcefully, you will definitely be smashed into pulp.
This is where Sun Wukong is truly powerful. Otherwise, why would he have slashed all the way from Nantianmen to Penglai East Road?
Wang Jian even suspected that this was not all Sun Wukong's fighting power.
But it is a pity that he, Wang Jian, is not qualified to force the opponent to use his full strength.
Even so, Wang Jian is not someone to be trifled with.
In an instant, the fighting spirit was boiling, and the whole body was full of true energy. The soul and blood were soaring into the sky. The terrifying power seemed to cross the barriers of the world and rush to another realm.
The intention of the four-point spear was surging, and it even had a faint three-point fist intention as its underlying auxiliary. The tip of the spear shattered, and even the barrel of the gun had dozens of cracks, and the Zhang Er spear pierced out!
It was the powerful grass in the wind that he had understood before. He didn't care at all that there was a high possibility that he would be smashed into a pulp, and he still stabbed forward without hesitation.
This shot was his strongest shot in more than thirty years, and it was also the sublimation of his life.
This made a big difference to him, but during the battle, he no longer had the intention to think about that. (To be continued)
