I am like the legendary god of rivers and seas, turning rivers and seas upside down, calling for wind and rain. Every move I make causes the sea of demonic energy to churn endlessly. Every breath and breath causes the wind and clouds in the sky above me to change color in an instant.
With one punch, his whole body was torn apart, and majestic blood seeped out from the cracks in his skin, dyeing the surrounding liquefied demonic energy red.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a flower of blood blooming in the sea of demonic energy, and I am the brightest stamen in the center, blooming wildly.
The next moment, the flower faded to red, the blood energy reversed, mixed with the endless liquefied demonic energy, and quickly surged into my body, and all the injuries on my body were healed.
During this period of relaxation, my physical strength steadily improved again, becoming stronger and stronger.
And my understanding of the Seventy-two Heaven-shaking Fists is also advancing by leaps and bounds, with the potential to reach a thousand miles in an instant. The speed of progress makes me feel frightened.
Another punch came out, and I felt an unreasonable anger rising in my heart that I couldn't stop.
At exactly this time, the never-ending pain and numbness in my body caused by the physical training technique seemed to have reached a critical point of accumulation and explosion. Under the huge pressure released intensively, I actually felt boundless despair and lingering pain.
Regret for not going.
On one side was overwhelming anger, on the other side was the regret of possessing me, on the other side was my severely injured body. I was extremely angry, extremely regretful, extremely hurt. All kinds of negative emotions were fermenting in a cage made of despair, constantly invading my mind.
In a daze, endless ferocious columns appeared in front of me. There was no sky above and no earth below, only white clouds that kept rolling.
Looking around, there are countless such columns, like a cage, surrounding me.
Boundless pressure suddenly enveloped me, and I turned into a bloody man again.
I just don’t know whether the spurts of blood are due to the internal training, or whether they are the result of the pressure from the outside world that is trying to squeeze people into flesh at this moment, or a combination of both. I have no way of telling.
I don't even know if I can recover as well as I did just now in the next moment.
However, not knowing does not mean not taking action, it does not mean being tied up and letting others control you, nor does it mean resigning yourself to fate and giving up.
At this moment, there is only one belief left in my heart, and that is to punch! Punch! Punch again!
Beat out all this unhappiness, hammer this frustration to pieces, no matter if it floods the sky!
As I punched desperately, all the illusions that appeared in front of me in the next moment were shattered like glass. The giant pillar disappeared, the helplessness retreated, and the pressure disappeared... The huge wind and waves on the sea of demonic energy disappeared.
The sound rang in my ears again.
This moment felt like a lifetime ago.
At this moment, all my injuries were healed again, and my body became stronger.
At this moment, the difficulty of practicing the Seventy-two Heaven-shaking Fists once again refreshed my understanding.
I couldn't help but feel lucky that I had chosen to practice boxing in such a secret place full of evil spirits.
If he were in the outside world and could not receive enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth at all times, he would probably have been wiped out by the exhaustion of vitality caused by the body-forging technique.
In the following time, I relied on this risk-taking momentum to continue to punch several times.
During this period, all kinds of weird and mysterious things kept happening, and all kinds of difficult choices of moving forward or dying came one after another, which continued to test my will and physical strength, pushing my endurance to the limit that I have never reached in daily life.
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As expected, people don’t know how good they are unless they push themselves!
And in the process, I gradually discovered something.
I found that this set of boxing techniques did not seem to be what the Ape King said. The senior ape clan had already practiced it successfully, and relied on it to show his great power when the Seventy-two Demonic Pillars wreaked havoc on the demon world.
Save the common people in the demon world with your own efforts.
Rather, this set of boxing techniques was gradually formed and finally perfected during the battle!
During this period, the senior ape tribe was forced to the point of death by the demon gods more than once, but under such circumstances that he could die at any moment, he struggled to create this set of boxing techniques and used this to make a comeback!
This is a set of boxing techniques born out of despair, but full of hope!
Destruction is its appearance, and giving life to it is its deep connotation.
Only by constantly moving forward and risking everything to fight until the enemy is destroyed can you give yourself a chance to live!
The difficult combat situation of always being on the verge of death, the tense and suffocating battlefield atmosphere, and the aura of despair that is so rich that it is almost substantial, were ultimately deeply integrated into the formation process of this set of boxing techniques, and were imprinted on the Brachiosaurus clan.
In the bloodline inheritance.
It can be said that as long as you practice the Seventy-two Heaven-shaking Fists to a certain stage, you will definitely be able to discover this secret!
Because it has long been integrated with boxing!
Of course, it is difficult to say that the senior ape tribe did not do this intentionally, so that the younger generations can more immersively experience the creation and formation of this set of boxing techniques during the practice process.
If this is the case, I have to admire its good intentions.
You must know that for any top student of thaumaturgy, it is of great benefit to be able to personally feel the real state of the creator when creating the move, and to follow it all over again.
In this way, you will definitely make rapid progress in the learning process, and you will be able to discover many details that you usually don't notice, and you will benefit a lot.
And for some geniuses with extremely powerful talents, it is not impossible to get new inspiration from it, thereby further improving this thaumaturgy, or deriving other supporting techniques.
However, this set of seventy-two fists that shake the sky is really difficult!
Now I even doubt whether I was able to break the plan of the Brachiosaurus King and finally succeeded in obtaining this set of boxing techniques from it, which was also one of its follow-up or replacement plans.
Because for most people, this is simply a set of suicide punches!
If I hadn't accidentally broken into such a secret realm, the moment I officially started practicing was the moment my tomb bell rang, and the countdown to death quietly began.
Fortunately! Fortunately!
What caused all this was ultimately the body-building technique in the Seventy-Two Shaking Fists. It was too overbearing and consumed a huge amount of energy.
No matter which point it is, it is very likely to lead to the tragic death of the practitioner.
And I now know that it is not actually part of the Shaking Heaven Fist, but existed before this set of boxing was created.
It is actually some kind of body-building method of the Brachiosaurus clan!
It was on the basis of its cultivation that the senior ape tribe was able to create this extremely domineering and heaven-shaking boxing technique in a life-and-death crisis, and became famous in one battle!
From the beginning, I judged that the art of body training was a prerequisite for practicing the Seventy-two Heaven-shaking Fists, and it turned out to be right! (To be continued)