Lying in the wooden basin, his body immersed in the cold spiritual fluid, Xiao Yan was somewhat intoxicated by the strong feeling of power in his body. According to the normal breakthrough mode, there would usually be a period of warmth after reaching the seventh stage.
During the nourishment period, Xiao Yan, with the help of the foundation-building spirit fluid, directly skipped this period and reached the filling stage.
After sitting quietly in the wooden basin for a while, after his joyful mood gradually calmed down, Xiao Yan slowly stood up. His naked body was covered with light blue water drops, showing off its splendor under the reflection of the sun.
He stretched lazily, and the bones in his body seemed to be reborn, with a crisp crackling sound.
Turning his head casually, Xiao Yan made a move with his right hand on the bed, and the suction force spurted out, and the clothes were immediately rolled into the palm of his hand.
"Yes, the fighting spirit has indeed become much more abundant. With the suction created now, it should be able to lift a person's weight, right?" After putting on his clothes, Xiao Yan frowned slightly and murmured: "It's a pity, this
"Sucking palm" doesn't seem to have much attack power. The so-called forceful extraction of blood from the opponent's body can only deal with people of a much lower level than yourself, but it is beyond your reach against opponents of the same level or higher level...
"
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan sighed with regret. This was his first fighting skill.
Xiao Yan pursed his lips and was about to step out of the tub when his heart suddenly moved.
The pupils of his eyes were slightly emitting an inexplicable light. Xiao Yan slowly curled his right palm, and his eyes were fixed on his own palm. After a moment, his palm was pointed at a vase half a foot away.
Licking his lips, the fighting spirit in Xiao Yan's body did not go through any specific veins, but just erupted straight out of his palm...
To release fighting spirit, one needs at least the level of a great fighting master to be able to do it. Therefore, Xiao Yan's move, apart from creating a moderate breeze, had no other effect at all.
The light wind blew out from the palm, shaking the vase violently a few times and almost falling off the table...
Not only was Xiao Yan not disappointed, but he was delighted. He rubbed his hands excitedly, quickly stepped back a few meters, and aimed his right palm at the vase again.
"Suck palm!" There was a soft shout, and the strong suction force immediately pulled the vase and flew towards Xiao Yan quickly.
Just when the vase was about to reach three feet in front of Xiao Yan, the suction in Xiao Yan's hand suddenly stopped, and all the fighting energy in his body spurted out from his palm. Suddenly, a strong wind pressure blew hard on the place.
On top of the vase flying quickly.
"Bang!"
Two forces with completely opposite directions met in mid-air, and the vase at the center of the encounter exploded into tiny fragments with a bang.
Looking at the effect of his palm, Xiao Yan's face was filled with surprise. The collision of suction and reverse thrust caused more destructive power than he expected.
Although the fighting spirit filled in his body has been exhausted by the counter-thrust created previously, Xiao Yan is extremely excited. He only uses the lowest level of movement to exert that counter-thrust. This kind of
This method not only consumes the most energy, but also achieves pitifully little effect. And if he can have a reverse-thrust fighting skill similar to sucking palms that specifically exerts suction, then if the two work together, he is sure that the effect will be achieved.
, will be extremely fierce!
"Little guy, that's good... I actually thought of using this move to strengthen the "sucking palm"." The ring on his finger flashed slightly, Yao Lao floated out, looked at the fragments in the room, nodded slightly, and praised.
Xiao Yan chuckled and rolled his eyes on Yao Lao with a look of flattery on his face.
"If there is a fighting skill that specifically exerts the power of reverse thrust, and is practiced to the point of perfection, then your Xuan-level low-level sucking palm, in terms of attack power, may be comparable to the Xuan-level intermediate or high-level fighting skills.
..." Yao Lao said as if he didn't see Xiao Yan's expression, minding his own business.
"Teacher, you also know that this kind of auxiliary fighting skill is rare. I can get this sucking palm only by luck. Now where do you want me to find an auxiliary fighting skill that can be matched with the sucking palm?"
Xiao Yan tilted his head and said helplessly.
"Stop acting like you are innocent, you just want to take ideas from me." Yao Lao curled his lips and said with a rolling look at Xiao Yan.
"It's not like no one has thought of your idea before, but these two fighting skills are useless auxiliary fighting skills and are difficult to find. Therefore, few people have actually put them together."
"Teacher, too?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan's little face suddenly dropped, and he was very depressed. He didn't have the fighting skills to specifically use the counter-thrust force, so relying on his own fighting spirit to activate it was undoubtedly an act that outweighed the gains and losses.
Looking at Xiao Yan's dejected look, Yao Lao shook his head in a funny way, rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and muttered: "Someone asked me to make medicine before. I seem to have learned this kind of fighting skill. If I hadn't happened to have an idle one in my hand at that time,
I won’t trade elixirs with that person, it’s been a long time coming, and if you hadn’t reminded me of it today, I might have forgotten it.”
"Okay... I found it." He moved his fingers away from his forehead, and then tapped Xiao Yan's forehead lightly under Xiao Yan's ecstatic gaze.
Being hit on the forehead, Xiao Yan's head swelled slightly, and a large amount of information was poured into it. After a long while, it gradually became clear.
"Blowing Fire Palm: Low-level Xuan level, can create powerful wind pressure!"
The simple description and the old-fashioned name make the words "low-level Xuan" appear extremely shabby.
"The founder of this thing is a blacksmith. He has been making iron all his life. Because of the need for fire, he inexplicably created this fire-blowing fighting skill..." Looking at Xiao Yan, who had a stiff face, Yao Lao said with a joking smile.
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Rolling his eyes, Xiao Yan admired the blacksmith's ability. Creating fighting skills was not as easy as striking an iron embryo.
It is not difficult to learn how to blow fire palm. Under the guidance of Yao Lao, Xiao Yan spent two hours and initially mastered the trick.
Standing in the room, Xiao Yan looked eagerly at the only vase in the room, took a deep breath, rolled his palms, and used wild suction: "Suck palms!"
Following the strong suction, the vase flew directly towards Xiao Yan.
With his eyes fixed on the flying vase, Xiao Yan quickly removed his sucking palm with his right hand, and then the Dou Qi in his body moved along the veins of the blowing fire palm.
"Blow Fire Palm!"
Just when the vase was about to hit his head, tyrannical wind pressure violently flew out of Xiao Yan's palm. Suddenly, the room was filled with dust.
"Bang!"
There was another crisp, muffled sound, and this time the vase was blown into pieces by two opposite forces.
"good…"
Covered in white powder, he sprang out of the dust area. Looking at the effect achieved, Xiao Yan's eyes shone. As long as he could convert the two fighting skills to perfection, it would definitely be enough to make anyone who was not well prepared suffer a big loss.
After brushing off the white flakes on his body, Xiao Yan knew in his heart that in the last three months, he had another training task.
After three months, it will be my coming-of-age ceremony...
"Hey, maybe many people are looking forward to me continuing to make a fool of myself, right?" The young man sneered in the messy house.