"Through the friction between the Gang Qi and the air, the palm technique has the terrifying temperature of burning flames. It is magnificent and powerful!"
Lying on the bed.
Mo Heng looked at the thick book in his hand, feeling mesmerized.
This is the yellow-level high-level martial skill he selected from the martial arts pavilion after he agreed to represent the Mo clan in the martial arts conference today - Fire Cloud Palm!
There are nine palm movements in total!
They are the first form of Qi Fire Jin; the second form of Qi Yun Jin; the third form of Splitting Fire Jin; the fourth form of Splitting Cloud Jin; the fifth form of Wind and Fire Jin; the sixth form of Wind and Cloud Jin; the seventh form of Fury Jin;
The eighth form is the raging cloud force; the ninth form is the fire cloud force.
And unlike the fierceness of Iron Monkey Fist, the extremeness of Shanyue Fist...
Fire Cloud Palm can be said to be both offensive and defensive!
He is good at both speed and defense, and his power cannot be underestimated! This is the martial arts that Mo Heng is most satisfied with so far!
Close the book in your hand.
Mo Heng memorized all the moves and movement essentials, and took a deep breath: "Now that the martial arts skills have been acquired...then tomorrow, we should officially start practicing!"
Now we are away from the martial arts conference...
Only less than half a month.
In his heart, Mo Heng also wanted to know how far he could go in that competition where strong men gathered.
Who doesn’t have a competitive spirit?
What's more, Mo Heng is confident that he can definitely practice Fire Cloud Palm to a small degree in half a month!
To know…
Xiao Cheng's yellow-level high-level martial arts is so powerful that it's so amazing that it's not just a challenge to level up!
…………
The next day.
Yunmo Mountains.
Mo Heng came here alone!
He is not a direct disciple of the Mo clan, so he does not have a special martial arts performance venue. If he wants to practice palm skills, he can only go to the forest sea, which is full of dangers.
Stopping next to a tree with a slightly yellowed trunk, Mo Heng did not continue moving forward.
This is the edge of the Yunmo Mountains, and the first- and second-level ferocious beasts that often appear there. With his current level of cultivation, he can kill those ferocious beasts at will. There is no need to worry at all. When practicing palm techniques,
, will be affected.
Based on the impression in your mind.
Mo Heng suddenly took action against the ancient giant tree in front of him!
It is the first form of Fire Cloud Palm - Qi Fire Strength!
Buzz!
Hit it out with one palm!
Mo Heng's arm erupted with fierce energy in vain.
The energy blended with the air and turned into a majestic air wave, wandering wantonly on his arms. As time passed by, the power of the air wave became stronger and stronger, and even the air could not help but be blown away.
Get involved.
It's a pity...
After a while, the terrifying air wave still stayed on the back of Mo Heng's hand. No matter how hard he exerted his force, the air wave could not be released through his palm.
"Failed..."
Mo Heng showed a bitter look.
When he first practiced Mountain Boxing, it was not so difficult!
"It seems that Huang-level high-level martial arts are not that easy to practice!" Recalling what Mo Zhiqiu said before, Mo Heng was not desperate, but was ready to take action.
If Huang-level high-level martial arts are so easy to practice, then it will be detrimental to yourself!
After all, what he relies on most is this transformed body!
"Come again!"
After removing his energy, Mo Heng followed the tricks of Fire Cloud Palm and waved towards the void again!
…
…
at the same time.
Just when Mo Heng was practicing Fire Cloud Palm in Yunmo Mountain Range.
In a deserted ancient stone forest in Beilu.
Suddenly, several men covered in blue scales emerged from the ground without warning, revealing extremely strange bodies.
"Yegil, this is the Beilu territory of the Daoling Dynasty! Now...should you tell us what is so important that we have to come from the outer sea?" A man with a piece of golden scales grew out of the center of his forehead.
The man suddenly looked at the extremely ugly man beside him and said indifferently.
"Lord Mogo, isn't this because the situation is serious? You also know that those old guys in the outer sea are so powerful. If someone from a million miles away heard our conversation! Wouldn't this matter be over?
"The ugly man looked helpless.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and tell me what's going on!" Another man with dark green scales on his forehead turned his head and his voice was cold.
"Master Beichi, don't worry, I will tell you right now." Seeing the five people around him looking at him, the ugly man said in a low voice, "In the wilderness below you and me, on the Beilu border... appears...
The ancient realm!"
"What! Ancient Realm!? Are you telling the truth?"
"Yegil, you have to think carefully about what you said. If this matter is false, you..."
"Don't worry, everyone, this matter is guaranteed!"
Yegil patted his chest and promised, "Don't forget my identity in the Daoling Dynasty hundreds of years ago!"
"identity?"
After hearing what he said, some people suddenly came back to their senses, with expressions on their faces full of excitement and ecstasy.
"Haha, yes... I remembered that Yejier served as the imperial censor of the Daoling Dynasty three hundred years ago!" said a rather delicate man who looked a bit more gorgeous than the woman.
"Oh? It turned out to be the Censor... From this point of view, this news is definitely not false!"
When Mo Ge heard this, he laughed, "To the Daoling Dynasty, the value of the ancient realm may not be as valuable as a cave-heaven paradise left by a great power, but to us people from the outer sea, there... are all treasures!
"
"Yes, they are all treasures!"
Bei Chi's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at Yegil and said, "You did a good job this time. When you return to the open sea, I will improve your Sea Clan bloodline!"
"Thank you, Mr. Beichi!"
Yegil congratulated and smiled, feeling happy in his heart.
"By the way...have you told anyone else about this?" Suddenly, the man in the crowd who had been silent all this time suddenly remembered something, looked at Yegil, and asked.
"Others? No... When I learned the news, I informed you all. As for the word "ancient realm", I never mentioned it at all!" Yegil kept shaking his head.
"In this case, within the outer sea, we are the only ones who come after hearing the news?"
"Gucha, your thinking is too simple. Even if only the five of us in the outer sea know about this matter, don't forget that there are also those barbarians in Daze in the south! They have been trading with people from the Daoling Dynasty for many years, pointing out that
Maybe... I also learned the news!" The man who looked as handsome as a woman interrupted. When he talked about the five people, he obviously did not include Yegil!
"What are you afraid of? Aren't they just a group of barbarians? If you have the ability, fight us and see who is afraid of whom!" Gusha did not give in.
"Hey, I like what I heard from Brother Gucha. Aren't they just a group of barbarians? Everyone is equal in front of the treasure. We don't need to be afraid of them!"
"Well... I agree, you don't need to worry about the barbarian guys. As for the Daoling Dynasty, I guess they won't send powerful people to guard it just because of an ancient realm. So, let's hide in the Beilu realm to find out the news. Everything will wait for the ancient realm.
The situation is opening up."
"Okay, I have no objection."
"agree!"
…
Returned to Mo Mansion late at night.
Mo Heng's body was covered with traces of sweat, and he looked so sloppy.
"Huh... I finally learned the first four postures of Fire Cloud Palm today." Walking on the road, Mo Heng sighed to himself with some relief.
The first four moves of the Fire Cloud Palm Technique are relatively easy to practice and are conventional moves. But the difficulty of the following five moves may be greatly increased.
If Mo Heng wanted to learn it thoroughly, it would take at least two days.
But once he learns it, he won't have to work as hard as he does now. He only needs to perform it habitually a few times a day, and it will naturally fall into place and reach the state of minor martial arts success!
Next to the path is the wooden pavilion where the disciples lived.
Suddenly, Mo Heng stopped and looked towards a dimly lit room with candle lights.
That’s where Mo Tang lived!
Thinking of the past, Mo Heng clenched his fists involuntarily, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
But then...
He sighed again and shook his head slightly.
The grudges of the past are over after all...Mo Tang did not even show up for such a big event as the Mo clan sacrifice.
Obviously, he has died in Beilu, otherwise who would be willing to leave their hometown and survive in a different place?
A somewhat weathered figure soon appeared in Mo Heng's eyes under the candlelight.
Mo Tang's mother was cleaning the house for him.
The opponent's movements were a little stiff and slow, like an old man who had aged for a long time.
"The past is clouded, and the dead rest in peace! Although you once snatched my mother's jade pendant, you are dead now. We are both disciples of the Mo clan. It's time for me to put aside my grudges."
Mo Heng sighed when he saw Mo Tang's mother, holding a somewhat torn piece of clothing, sobbing and crying under the candlelight.
Set off and walk towards your residence.
"Heng'er is back? How is it? Have you chosen your martial arts?" Mo Zhiqiu asked when he saw Mo Heng entering the house. In front of him, rich food was already placed on the wooden table.
"The choice has been made."
Mo Heng nodded. After choosing his martial arts skills yesterday, he locked himself in the room and memorized the moves of Fire Cloud Palm. He did not mention it to Mo Zhiqiu.
"Oh? What did you choose? But Yunbo Kick? Shadowless Palm? Arterial Fist?" Mo Zhiqiu mentioned several yellow-level intermediate martial arts, all of which are relatively famous in the Mo clan.
"None of them." Mo Heng shook his head, "It's Fire Cloud Palm!"
"Fire Cloud Palm? Hey...why haven't I heard of this martial skill? You didn't choose the wrong one, right?" Mo Zhiqiu almost thought about all the Mo clan's yellow-level intermediate martial arts, but still couldn't think of Fire Cloud.
Palm.
"Father, stop guessing! What I chose...is the yellow-level high-level martial arts." Mo Heng said truthfully.
Mo Zhiqiu was stunned when he heard this: "High-level? Are you crazy? Didn't I tell you...that I asked you to choose high-level martial arts? How did you..."
Mo Heng was silent.
Mo Zhiqiu shook his head and said: "Oh... forget it, Huang-level high-level martial arts. Even if those Mo clan guys are not satisfied, so what? Anyway, it was the Supreme Elder who proposed all this."
"That's right, father, so you can choose the right one, why should you be inferior?" Mo Heng grinned.
"Okay, you kid, hurry up and eat, you're useless!"
"Well... I've been practicing for a day and I'm already hungry!"