In the corner of the back mountain of Shaolin, no one knew that the two young masters were competing with all their strength, and both of them used the martial will that ordinary warriors would never be able to gain access to in their lifetime!
Wu Ming's fist power combines the swiftness and agility of Youlong Boxing with the majesty of the mountain, while Zhijun's Dragon Capturing Claw is extremely sharp and as powerful as a sharp blade, and seems to be more capable of conquering everything.
Everything in its path is torn apart!
Tsk tsk tsk!
Even though Wu Ming tried his best, he was still caught by one of his claws. Where the confrontation occurred, bursts of sparks suddenly shot out, and there was a sour metal scratching sound!
"Did he start practicing the skill of capturing the dragon at the pinnacle of his abilities since he was still in his mother's womb?"
Wu Ming felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his heart was extremely horrified. Peak 23S.
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You know, not everyone can have such unique conditions as him!
Even though I went astray in my previous life and did not persevere in the ancient martial arts, I never relaxed my practice.
Ever since I came into contact with martial arts in China, I have made detailed and rigorous calculations, and all of them have reached perfection, and there are even signs of heading towards the pinnacle!
Coupled with the fighting instinct developed by walking on the edge of death for many years, after practicing martial arts, I became doubly proficient, and progressed countless times faster than my peers!
But this Zhijun, who is only sixteen or seventy-eight years old, is actually able to practice a unique skill to the pinnacle.
Even if you are entering this realm for the first time, it is amazing!
After all, this is the standard martial arts for the innately strong!
Obviously, he is not a time-traveler like Wu Ming. In other words, he must have the talent of heaven, and he is undoubtedly a genius!
At least, he is one of the best among geniuses!
"Since you have recognized the dragon-capturing claw, you should know that all resistance is futile. Moreover, I have only preliminary understanding of the claw intention of the dragon-capturing hand. If you are not careful and the strength is uneven, your hand will be
It will be wasted!”
Zhijun said in a deep and threatening voice.
As he spoke, the sharpness of his fingertips increased sharply, penetrating the defensive power of the eight-layer golden bell, going straight into the muscles and bones, and following the tendons and veins to penetrate directly into the internal organs!
"snort!"
Wu Ming felt a sharp pain in his heart, groaned, his face turned pale, and his eyes flashed sharply.
In this way, the shortcomings of his cultivation were completely exposed.
If there is internal strength, even the Qi Condensation Pill that has just entered the Qi Realm, combined with the strength of the Golden Bell Cover, is enough to withstand the internal power attack of any Qi Realm warrior!
Not only that, the power coming from Zhijun's fingertips was condensed through his unique skills. It has such strong penetrating power that if it weren't for the eight-layer golden bell shield that protects the body, it would also reach the level of refining the internal organs like a wall.
In this state, I am afraid that at the moment of being hit, I will either vomit blood or my wrist will be completely broken, and I will no longer be able to fight back!
Zhijun was quite surprised when he felt the rebound force on his wrist and knew that Wu Ming not only did not withdraw his strength, but instead prepared a counterattack.
You know, even the brothers at the same level were caught by his dragon-capturing hand and lost their ability to resist almost instantly!
Not to mention Wu Ming, who is only in the body refining realm!
However, he couldn't figure out why Wu Ming hadn't given up resistance yet when it was a foregone conclusion?
In fact, no matter how smart Zhijun is, he would never have thought that Wu Ming's counterattack would be so sudden, so violent, and so - shameless!
Kaka!
While he was thinking about it, Wu Ming was seen struggling with both hands, regardless of the fact that such an action would increase the injury after grabbing the wrist with the dragon-capturing hand, and there was a frightening sound of slight bone cracking!
When all his strange power exploded, even he himself didn't know how strong it was.
Caught off guard, Zhijun was pulled forward by the strange force. Before he understood what was going on, his eyesight went dark and a sharp pain came from his face into his mind.
Bang!
Wu Ming was seen heading up and bumping into Zhijun's face. In an instant, the latter's nose and tears were splashing, and severe pain swept through his body. He could no longer gather his strength and naturally let go of Wu Ming's wrist!
Under the bridge of the nose is one of the most nerve-dense places in the human body. Not to mention a Qi realm warrior, even an innately powerful person will lose consciousness in an instant if this part is hit!
At this time, Zhijun was completely confused. Not only was the severe pain making him stop thinking, but he was also confused by the way such a gangster fought!
He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he has always received teachings on both martial arts and morals. He is upright and upright in his actions. How has he ever experienced such a fighting style like that of local gangsters?
"Hey, you had a great time just playing, didn't you?"
Wu Ming quickly rubbed his swollen and purple wrist, laughed evilly, and kicked Zhijun in the belly without any scruples.
Even though he had successfully cultivated his golden bell shield and used his internal energy to protect his body, he was beaten like a cooked prawn by Wu Ming's strange power, and his waist arched up.
Bang!
Not to mention that, while Wu Ming retracted his legs, he pushed his knee upwards hard, hitting his forehead with a muffled sound, causing him to lie on his back and fly up in the air.
call!
Almost at the same time, Wu Ming made a mistake with his foot, his body flew into the air, and a powerful whip struck his waist and abdomen.
Boom!
Zhijun flew up like a cannonball and hit the rock wall hard, creating a huge crater with a human shape looming in it!
"snort!"
Wu Ming was unyielding when he gained the upper hand. He snorted coldly, stomped his feet hard, and instantly jumped into the air.
Before Zhijun landed, he bent his knees and bumped into him hard.
boom!
Amidst the thunderous roar, the mountain walls with a radius of tens of feet were shaken, and Zhijun was knocked into the rock wall. This shows how powerful Wu Ming is!
"The physical body is so strong, and the internal power to protect the body is really extraordinary. It complements each other even better when paired with the "Golden Bell". It seems that it is necessary to find an opportunity to break through as soon as possible!"
Looking at Zhijun who was groggy and showing no signs of trauma, Wu Ming nodded and realized his own shortcomings.
If it weren't for Zhijun's extraordinary cultivation and hard work, he would never have chosen such a violent means to attack.
In fact, there may not be many opportunities to encounter such a tenacious sandbag in the future!
"Hey, when did Senior Brother Zhikui arrive?"
Wu Ming shook his loose hair coolly and walked towards the pole nonchalantly. His pupils suddenly condensed and he looked at the tall figure ten feet away.
Although I knew he was only nineteen years old, he was two meters tall, which gave him a sense of oppression.
Looking at it in the dim night, this feeling of oppression is even more intense!
"Just arrived!"
Zhikui is a man of few words, and his voice is thick and hoarse like a human being.
"Oh……"
Wu Ming had a good fight. Just when he was about to say something, his pupils suddenly shrank and he instinctively fell forward.
Although the reaction was extremely fast, it was still half a beat too slow.
Buzz!
A powerful and sharp aura wave came from behind, and the pale golden light and shadow instantly wrapped around his waist and lifted it up violently.
"This is...the transformation of internal force!"
Wu Ming struggled hard, but couldn't get out of the trap. He glanced at the pale golden light and shadow wrapped around his body like fingers, and his heart tightened.
It is the symbol of the Four Realm Qi warriors - the transformation of inner power!
He knew with his knees that he would be attacked at this time, and the only person with such level of cultivation was Zhijun, who had just been beaten badly!
"Hmph, a lay disciple with no name, disrespects the temple rules, and uses despicable methods. Zhijun, a disciple from the Discipline Academy, adheres to the temple rules and captures him!"
Without seeing him, but only hearing his voice, one could tell how angry Zhijun was at this moment.
In the dim night, Wu Ming glanced back and saw Zhijun about ten feet away, giving him a weak grasp from a distance.
The pale golden inner energy spurted out and turned into a giant hand, trapping himself tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape!
"Little monk, we don't know each other even if we don't fight each other, so how about we say goodbye?"
Even though he felt the giant hand of internal force tightening continuously, Wu Ming still smiled playfully as if he was not worried, but secretly he was still accumulating strength and preparing to break through with all his strength.
It is not within his scope to sit back and wait for death!
"Huh, you are so stubborn. It seems that the only way to make you stay calm is by dividing your muscles and bones."
Zhijun snorted coldly and did not rush to get closer. Instead, he mobilized his internal strength with all his strength to crush Wu Ming's joints.
Eat a hard time and gain wisdom!
If Wu Ming gets close to him again, something might happen!
"You are not qualified to capture me!"
Wu Ming gave a cold expression, gritted his teeth, and his mind sank into the Ancestral Court of Yi Qiao, preparing to mobilize his life fire to resist.
Although doing so would hurt his roots, he never wanted to go to the Discipline Academy at this time.
Previously, I wanted to use the Five Thoughts Technique to seal my body and send it to my door. I was not sure what kind of punishment I would receive!
What's more, if a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, even if he is not a gentleman, the Discipline Academy is not a den of tigers and wolves, but he just doesn't want to step into it.
The Discipline Academy is by no means a good place, this is an instinctive intuition!
"Let go of Wuming!"
Just when he was about to mobilize the power of life fire to resist, he suddenly heard Zhikui shouting.
"You dare to stop the disciples of the Discipline Academy from enforcing the temple rules? If you don't know what's going on, retreat quickly, lest the young monks capture you and take you to the Discipline Academy for punishment!"
Zhijun didn't expect him to say anything, so he was obviously surprised and said in a deep voice.
Not to mention him, even Wu Ming was puzzled. After all, the two of them had never spoken, let alone had any friendship!
"Wu Ming was captured by you because he was distracted by me. No matter what temple rules he violated, you must put him down first."
Zhikui's tall body stepped forward slowly, standing like a hill in the dark night, looking particularly majestic.
"You have to think clearly, if you take action against me, you will be severely punished by the Discipline Academy regardless of the cause and effect!"
Even though he was as strong as Zhijun, he still felt a sense of oppression coming over him, and he couldn't help but frown.
"I won't attack you, I just want you to give way!"
Zhikui remained unmoved and strode forward expressionlessly.
"This is...Iron Shirt!"
Wu Ming's pupils narrowed and he stared at the dark light surging around Zhikui's body, like a metallic luster, which was the sign of Iron Bushan's mastery of cultivation!
In other words, Zhikui has at least reached the seventh level of the nine-level "Iron Cloth Shirt"!
"Hmph, be brave!"
Zhijun gave a deep shout and threw it hard against the wall, as if intending to avenge Wu Ming for being beaten into the mountain wall just now, he threw it heavily into the rock wall.
At the same time, his left hand reached forward, densely covered with pale golden light and shadow, and suddenly struck the oncoming Zhikui!