"In addition to my current physical fitness, I have such power. If I were an ordinary human warrior, this punch would be able to make a hole of about one foot, which is the limit."
"The innate physical gap means that even if you practice boxing, you can't surpass your own physical limit."
"I still have air resistance. Once it becomes completely virtual, the resistance will disappear and the power of this punch will skyrocket."
"In sheer impact, this punch is no less powerful than an artillery shell. Even a heavy armored vehicle can be penetrated with one punch."
"And this is the attack power. The defensive power of Qi and Blood True Energy is also not low. Once it is deployed, flying birds will not touch the body. Ordinary bullets hitting the body will probably be directly deflected by this true energy."
"The impact force of the bullet will also be leaked into the ground during the full operation, and it will not cause any harm at all."
"Adventurers in the dream world, once they reach the third level of boxing and the killing level, they will become humanoid monsters that can compete with the existence of the army."
After a little analysis, Zhuang Wuming already had a clear understanding of his own power.
"Only the power that I completely and completely master belongs to me. Now I have almost mastered it. Pure boxing skills, pure power that explodes from the body."
Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Wuming did not stay here longer, but left quickly.
Eat supplies along the way and restore your physical strength.
A demonic soul was summoned by him and enveloped him. He could turn on the Eight Trigrams Treasure Clothes and control the Blue Double Sword at any time.
These two treasures are the monk's magical tools that he can actually use when he enters the Immortal and Demonic Space.
Not to mention anything else, just being sold in the main world is worth a lot of money.
Zhuang Wuming was very careful all the way to seize the ten thousand year Yin Jade Lotus. He felt that things would not end so easily.
Along the way, he would activate his sense of magic from time to time to make sure there were no ghosts around.
Once they appear, he will immediately stay away from them. He does not want the underworld to discover his traces.
Southern Xinjiang is thousands of miles away from Emei. Even with horses, the journey would take more than ten days without any hindrance.
Zhuang Wuming relied on his legs to hide and move forward. It took him half a month to officially reach southern Xinjiang.
There are many mountains here, with dense forests and high mountains everywhere. It is completely like a primitive forest, a kind of uncivilized world.
The refreshing breath blows towards your face, wild and primitive.
"It seems that it is not easy to find Baiman Mountain here. It is also a huge problem to capture the green-robed ancestor."
Zhuang Wuming took a deep breath. He had already changed into coarse clothes and looked no different from the natives here.
The only difference is that his skin is fair and he doesn't look like an ordinary person.
The entrance to the Southern Xinjiang forest is a huge mountain canyon. Through this canyon, you will reach the terrifying territory of Southern Xinjiang.
A place where poisons are everywhere and poisons are rampant. Legend has it that some of the poisons here can even kill and destroy monsters.
The magic sense skill swept across, and everything within a kilometer radius was reflected into his mind.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "Sure enough, it's not that simple. There are bandits blocking the road at the mountain pass."
At this time, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, and with a sense of magic, he saw a bandit's cottage not far from the canyon.
There seemed to be a lot of people imprisoned inside, including several foreigners from southern Xinjiang.
There was a thought in his heart, "I happen to be unfamiliar with the place here. If I rescue someone, I should be able to get a lot of information."
He did what he thought of, and Zhuang Wuming appeared in a cell with a blink of an eye.
There are four aliens imprisoned here. They are generally short in stature, only about 1.5 meters tall. Their skin is rough and their hands are covered with calluses. They are obviously people who work frequently.
At this time, their eyes were confused and their faces were numb. They had obviously been locked up here for a long time, and their hands and feet were shackled, making them look like slaves.
Zhuang Wuming didn't talk nonsense. When he mentioned a young man, he was a mile away in a flash.
This consumed 5 points of will. He didn't want to alarm the bandits. Although it was a bit of a waste, it was within his acceptable range.
What he rescued was a foreign boy. He looked dazed and had no idea what was happening.
Zhuang Wuming said lightly, "Can you speak the Central Plains dialect?"
The foreign boy looked at Zhuang Wuming with confusion in his eyes. He looked around, and suddenly he felt excited, as if he knew that he was no longer in the bandits' den.
Joy suddenly appeared on his face, and then when he saw Zhuang Wuming, fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.
He was not a fool and knew immediately that he had been tricked by this person.
He was clearly still in prison just now, but now he appears outside. This kind of method can only be used by those immortals.
This foreign boy still had a bright head, so he immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Immortal, please don't kill me, I can speak the Central Plains dialect."
After kowtowing vigorously, Zhuang Wuming raised his hand and a stream of air flowed down from him. He immediately turned over and sat down on the ground.
"Okay, don't kowtow to me, I have something to ask you."
The foreign boy, with a respectful expression on his face, said, "Sir, please tell me. I will answer you with everything I know. I just ask you not to kill me."
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in killing you. As long as you answer my questions and do things for me, it will naturally benefit you."
"Don't worry, Immortal, I will do my best to fulfill your instructions."
Zhuang Wuming nodded, took out a skewer of barbecue and handed it to the foreign boy.
"Eat something first. I see that you are very weak. There is still a long way to go."
The young man smelled the aroma of meat and looked at the barbecue handed over by Zhuang Wuming. He quickly held it with both hands, sat on the ground, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
It seemed to be too delicious, or maybe he thought of something sad. The boy's eyes turned red, and big tears flowed from his eyes.
But he didn't make a sound, he just kept wiping the tears from his eyes with his hands, and then devoured the barbecue.
Looking at the young man's appearance, Zhuang Wuming's eyes were cold. People without power can't even control their destiny.
The young man in front of him once again demonstrated this truth to him.
"When a man sheds tears, he doesn't shed them lightly. It's just that he hasn't felt sad yet. Seeing how sad you are crying, why don't you just cry out."
The young man paused after hearing this and looked up at Zhuang Wuming, his eyes red, but there was a fire in them.
"My father once said that if a person has grudges, he can shed tears, but he cannot cry out loud."
"Once I speak out, the energy in my heart will be released, so I will hold back this energy and avenge my parents."
Looking at the young man's firm gaze, Zhuang Wuming was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you have any grudges, let's talk about it."
"Two years ago, our village was burned down by flames falling from the sky. I only saw two gods fighting in the sky, and then I fainted."
The young man seemed to be lost in memories, his eyes were confused and full of sadness.
"When I woke up, all I saw was the village and relatives that had been burned to ashes, so I determined to take revenge."