Chapter 135: This punch is called a strong country!
"Bang bang bang~"
There was a crisp sound in the air, like the loud crack of a whip in the air.
Ding Xiaoyi's fist was seen getting slower and slower, but the spiritual energy surging around him became stronger and stronger. With a punch, the spiritual energy around the fist generated a strong air pressure and was pushed out to the surroundings.
Makes a thumping sound.
The moves are getting faster and faster, and they may seem like slow fists, but the spiritual energy surging around them is terrifyingly rich.
However, only Ding Xiaoyi himself knew that his spiritual energy consumption was terrifyingly small compared to before.
Wait until a set of punches is completed.
Ding Xiaoyi just dispersed the surrounding spiritual energy, and a stream of air swayed from his body, blowing on the ground and rolling up the golden sand in the sky.
"Hehe, it sure has changed a lot!"
Looking at my fists, I couldn't help but feel proud. After the improved boxing technique, there was no change in the moves.
But the way of using psychic powers has undergone earth-shaking changes.
In the past, we relied on strength, but we still need to continuously inject new spiritual energy ourselves.
Now after the change, the spiritual energy around him forms an inexplicable aura, causing the spiritual energy source to continuously re-contract, and the actual spiritual energy consumed by him is very small.
“I wonder if Old Man Chen’s jaw would drop in surprise when he sees such a big change in my boxing skills.”
Ding Xiaoyi had a look of pride on his face. After appeasing Datou and letting him take care of his home, he called up the meat ball and returned to reality.
"Meow!"
As soon as she returned to the room, the police sergeant came forward and rubbed her body vigorously, with a resentful look in her eyes, as if she was complaining that he had neglected her during this period.
"Be good, after you're done for a while, I'll take you to a fun place!"
Ding Xiaoyi rubbed the sergeant's chin affectionately, and the sergeant seemed to be enjoying it. He simply lay in his arms and refused to get up without saying anything.
If Iron Claw saw this scene, I wonder if he would be jealous to death.
Thinking of the resentful expression on this guy's face last time he saw him, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
I have decided in my heart that I will never let Iron Claw come to my home again.
Looking at the time, it seemed to be almost the same. He didn't dare to delay any longer. Recently, Old Man Chen asked him to arrive as early as possible every day. If he was late, he would be punished without food.
After hurriedly appeasing the police chief, he quickly stood up and went out.
When he was walking halfway, Ding Xiaoyi remembered and took out the jade ring.
I have been busy practicing boxing recently, and I forgot that this guy was thrown into the belly of the meat ball.
"Master, I hate you so much. You don't know that my days without you are like a dark abyss, without light, and the sky and the earth are the same color..."
As soon as the jade ring was taken out, he started complaining non-stop.
Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched, regretting his decision to release this talkative man.
"Stop talking nonsense, help me find out what that guy Bitser is doing recently, and by the way, whether my three million has been sent over!"
The driver sitting in the driving seat curled his lips and glanced at Ding Xiaoyi in the back seat with his peripheral vision.
The jade ring finger flashed for a few times before reporting back to Ding Xiaoyi: "Master, this guy Bitser is planning to build a statue of you recently, but now he has been suffering from not knowing your face, so the project has been stagnant."
“Idol??”
Ding Xiaoyi was startled and shook his head, feeling that Bitser was thinking too much.
I don't need any idols, and I don't want to be like those fallen spirit masters who fantasize about becoming gods.
There is no need to take this opportunity to pretend to be a ghost.
What he wants is an upright person, not someone who hides in a dark corner and pretends to be some bullshit god to deceive the world.
"Burn it!"
After thinking for a while, he said: "Burn them all. No one is allowed to stay. Warn him not to give me any reputation!"
"yes!"
After Yu Lianzhi responded, he began to use his clone to contact Bitser.
At this time, Ding Xiaoyi did not notice that the driver sitting in front suddenly began to sweat on his forehead.
Because he couldn't hear the sound of the jade ring, he only heard Ding Xiaoyi whispering to himself during the whole process.
What three million, what all burned,
Looking at the destination of the navigation, it is Qingmang Mountain. I don’t know why, but I always feel a little confused.
"It's me who thinks too much, it's me who thinks too much!"
The driver prayed secretly in his heart, convinced that he was thinking too much.
Maybe there was a misunderstanding.
It wasn't until the car reached its destination that Ding Xiaoyi asked from the back seat: "Master, do you have any change? I have a lot of money here."
Because I didn’t bind a new bank card, I just carried cash with me as a habit.
Usually it only costs 15 yuan to go from the old city to Qingmang Mountain.
But unfortunately, I just didn't have any change on me.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The driver nodded and took out a wad of change from his bag. When he looked back, he saw Ding Xiaoyi rummaging through his wallet.
The wallet was opened, and five golden banknotes appeared right in the driver's sight.
Seeing these five pieces of money, the driver's heart skipped a beat.
The five golden underworld notes have the four characters "Fengdu Hades Palace" printed on them.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and a wisp of cold sweat fell on his forehead.
"Hey, there's still some change!"
Ding Xiaoyi rummaged through his wallet and found some coins under the wallet, so he started rummaging through it.
However, as soon as I took out the money, I heard a "bang" sound. When I looked up, I saw that the driver had already run out of the car.
"Did I go to the toilet? I haven't taken the money yet. He seems to be impatient."
He shook his head, simply stopped waiting for the driver, put the money in his hand on the driver's seat, opened the door and walked up the mountain.
He found a good poem for Mr. Chen today, hoping to make the old guy happy.
However, as soon as I climbed the hillside, I didn’t have time to head out.
A bad premonition suddenly occurred in my heart. I subconsciously turned my head to the side and saw a stone grazing my forehead and hair and hitting the branch behind me.
Qingmang Mountain is full of century-old trees, with branches as small as a baby's arms. With a "pop!" sound, the tree crown behind me was shaken, and two or three huge branches fell down.
"As expected of Mr. Chen's disciple, his ability to shrink his head is quite impressive."
A cold laugh caused Ding Xiaoyi's face to suddenly become gloomy.
If the stone just hit me head-on and I was caught off guard, it might be enough to kill me.
At this time, he actually dared to sneer at himself. He was obviously looking for trouble.
With a quick step, he jumped up the hillside. With a cold glance, he saw a young man with long black hair, wearing a green robe, and a pair of black eyes looking up and down at him with a playful gaze.
The young man was playing with a few warm stones in his other hand, staring at himself with a smile on his face.
However, Ding Xiaoyi quickly turned his attention to the other side.
In the mountains and fields, old man Chen and an old man with white hair were sitting cross-legged together. There was a bamboo table in the middle. There was a man in a black suit beside him, carefully brewing a pot of hot tea.
Judging from the smile that pops up from time to time on Old Chen's face, it seems that the person in front of him is a good friend he hasn't seen for many years.
But even from such a distance, he could feel an invisible chilling air surrounding the two of them.
"Hey, where are you looking? Your opponent is me!"
Seeing that Ding Xiaoyi ignored his gaze, the young man suddenly felt a little unhappy, and another warm stone shot through the air at his fingertips.
Accompanied by the sound of warm stones breaking through the air, Ding Xiaoyi didn't even move. He just twisted his cheek slightly to the side and easily avoided the stone.
He turned around and glanced coldly at this young man's face.
A ray of spiritual energy flashed through his eyes, and he saw that the boy's body was also filled with vigorous spiritual energy.
"The family of exorcists!"
Seeing this, he immediately understood in his heart that Old Man Chen had spent a lot of time educating himself about the spiritual master family.
Judging from his age, the young man in front of him was much younger than himself, but his psychic abilities were not much lower than his own.
Obviously it cannot be accumulated by directly taking spiritual energy essence like Mr. Chen and others.
In terms of grade, this guy is at least a third-generation spiritual exterminator.
In other words, this guy is what Mr. Chen calls one of those geniuses!
"Hey!"
Ding Xiaoyi grinned, showing his neat white teeth. His eyes scanned the young man's face, and his smile became even brighter.
"why are you laughing!"
Seeing Ding Xiaoyi smiling at him, the young man felt bored in his heart for no reason.
"Hey, what I like most is meeting some geniuses."
"Oh!" Wang Zhao raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Isn't it too late to compliment someone at this time?"
Ding Xiaoyi shook his head with deep regret: "No, no, no, no, I think you are mistaken. I like geniuses like you because I just want to know if geniuses feel better when beaten than ordinary people!"
Wang Zhao heard this and did not respond. He narrowed his eyes with a cold light reflected in his eyes.
Suddenly, a hand and several warm stones hit Ding Xiaoyi together.
The difference from before is that each Goose Warm Stone is covered with a thin layer of psychic energy that is extremely fast and difficult to catch with the naked eye.
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However, Ding Xiaoyi didn't pay attention to the flying stones, bent his knees, jumped up, and punched Wang Zhao.
"Bang bang bang~"
A series of explosions suddenly exploded on Ding Xiaoyi's body. Before a few warm stones could touch Ding Xiaoyi, they were immediately crushed by an invisible spiritual energy.
Suddenly, Wang Zhao's expression changed slightly, but he did not dodge. Instead, he stepped forward when he saw Ding Xiaoyi's slow fist.
Piaomiao's pace was extremely fast, like a cunning fox.
Avoiding Ding Xiaoyi's fist, he gathered a stream of spiritual energy from his palm and stabbed directly into Ding Xiaoyi's abdomen like a sharp blade.
"you are too slow!"
There was a sneer in Wang Zhao's eyes, as he had already reached the pinnacle of his killing skills that he had practiced hard since he was a child.
Compared to the clumsy fists of the guy in front of me, he was completely indifferent.
However, the moment his voice fell.
But Ding Xiaoyi suddenly closed his fist and used the fist method improved by Old Man Zao.
For a moment, the surrounding aura suddenly changed, and two streams of spiritual pressure, one contracted and one released, collided.
Wang Zhao was involuntarily involved in the psychic energy and was unable to move for an instant.
"Nine transformations of the spirit fox!"
Wang Zhao's heart trembled, and he hurriedly tried to get away, but his figure split into nine blurry shadows, and then disappeared in an instant.
Ding Xiaoyi's spiritual energy intensity is too high. Although Wang Zhao's spiritual energy is abundant, in terms of intensity, ten of him can't compare to Ding Xiaoyi.
Seeing that Wang Zhao had been fooled, Ding Xiaoyi suddenly showed a sinister smile on his face.
"This punch is called strengthening the country!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a huge fist, wrapped in psychic energy, hitting Wang Zhao's handsome face hard.
