The Jiuqu Lingshen Pill melted in Hao Meng's mouth, and the vast medicinal power rushed directly into Hao Meng's body's meridians, and its width was directly increased by more than 50%.
The vitality of heaven and earth is the foundation of cultivation. Whether it is forming pills, transforming into infants, or opening up the immeasurable sea, it is the result of the accumulation of the vitality of heaven and earth in the body to a certain extent. Then the Dantian and meridians, which carry vitality, become extremely important.
Under normal circumstances, the width of a person's meridians remains unchanged, which determines that many monks are destined to fail to reach higher levels from birth. Not everyone has a simulation system like Li Mu. By adding talents,
Points can broaden your meridians and increase your potential.
But the world is full of wonders. A powerful alchemist extracted the essence from rare herbs and finally refined the Jiuqu Lingshen Pill. It can actually increase the toughness and width of the meridians within an hour. In layman's terms, it is a martial skill that you can't control at ordinary times.
Within this hour, you will be able to do it with ease. Although it is only effective for monks below the realm of pill formation, it is still a miracle that conquers the world.
After taking the elixir, Hao Meng's aura condensed again, and became obviously thicker and more powerful. The increase in potential allowed him to control his own vitality to a new height, and the pair of glazed fist gloves in his hands also radiated again at this time.
Bursts of white light erupted, tiger shadows flashed between his fists, and a strong fighting spirit emerged from his whole body.
"Junior Fang, please use your full strength and we will have a happy fight."
At this time, Hao Meng was energetic and full of energy. He had already reached the peak of his state. He had studied and practiced hard for many years and never relaxed for a day, but he was always just a stone's throw away from that step of transformation.
But today, under Fang Yan's sword, he felt that all the energy and blood in his body were restless. The originally lifeless energy of heaven and earth in his dantian began to move crazily. The opportunity seemed to be right in front of him, although he didn't know it yet.
What is this opportunity? But all I can do now is fight, fight, fight!
Seeing that Hao Meng had no intention of giving up, Fang Yan said no more. The blood energy in his body began to surge again, and began to surge at a speed visible to the naked eye. From the original thin layer to more than an inch in an instant,
His eyes became increasingly red, and blood flowed out of his body along with murderous intent, filling the entire arena.
Hao Meng was not afraid at all, he lunged with force and bullied him directly. People who practice boxing are best at close combat. The strength of his opponent is amazing. Only by incorporating him into the area where he is most comfortable can he use his strengths and avoid weaknesses.
Fang Yan was also very aware of Hao Meng's intention. When the two were three steps away, he drew his sword. It was still the same bloody sword light, but now it was brighter red. The eight-foot-long sword shadow was divided into three parts in the air.
Directly blocking Hao Meng's path forward.
I saw a flash of light in Hao Meng's eyes, and the energy of heaven and earth in his body was mobilized crazily. A white tiger shadow actually enveloped his whole body. Different from Fang Yan's blood armor, Hao Meng and the white tiger seemed to be integrated into one.
Taking another two steps forward, his arms suddenly pulled back, and two white flying wings suddenly appeared on both sides of the white tiger's shadow. Following this, Hao Meng's speed suddenly surged, and he broke through in an instant.
The net-like shadow of Fang Yan's sword that day was exactly the fourth form of the Dragon-Tiger Fighting Holy Fist - like a tiger with added wings.
"Brother Mu, these two students of yours are really amazing, especially the one who uses fists. He has a deep foundation and aura, his body skills are not weak, and his explosive power is also very strong. Why are you in the Xuanjie class?"
Seeing the anxious battle on the field, Elder Qin in the stands couldn't help but ask Mubai, who was also attentive next to him, about Hao Meng's situation.
"Brother Qin doesn't know that Hao Meng was once a genius in the Tianjie class. He has been practicing in our academy for more than five years, but he has been unable to break through the core formation. He voluntarily came to the Xuanjie class two years ago, but he did not give up on himself.
, on the contrary, I practiced harder, but..."
Mubai has also been concerned about this Hao eldest son for many years. He is obviously talented, but he has been unable to take the most important step on the road to immortality, which is a pity.
"Oh? There is such a thing. He has accumulated a lot of experience and has a transcendent mind. Once this person breaks through, he will sweep across the same level. Very few people can be his opponent."
The elder Qin looked at Hao Meng on the field thoughtfully. His opponent in this battle was very strong, and he was almost certainly from the lost bloodline. If he could win, it might be the time for a breakthrough.
Hao Meng, who was close, immediately launched a fierce offensive, punching out hundreds of times with his fists in the blink of an eye. White fist shadows kept falling on Fang Yan's body, but the next scene was beyond Hao Meng's expectation.
The blood energy covering Fang Yan's whole body was like a viscous quagmire, absorbing all the punches. Hao Meng felt that hundreds of punches were like iron bulls plowing into the sea, never to return. The blood armor was punching so hard.
The bottom only slightly rippled and then returned to its original state. Such an ability left Hao Meng at a loss.
He kept punching but was still unable to break through the defense of the blood armor. During this period, he had to avoid and block the incoming bloody sword shadow. Gradually, Hao Meng fell into a disadvantage again. In the end, he had to passively start to defend, and Fang Yan's sword
The force became more and more fierce, attacking Hao Meng's vital points many times. Although it was narrowly resolved, it made all the Xuanjie class students present sweat.
Only Li Mu was not too worried. The three pieces of equipment he gave to Senior Hao, including the Wisteria Armor and the Glorious Mercury Ribbon, all have active skills. However, the senior has not used them yet, indicating that the situation is far from reaching his level.
He was waiting for an opportunity, a fatal blow.
I, Senior Hao, have never lost his composure since the beginning of the battle. He has taken every step step by step, and every step has been planned by him. Such combat power and character are enough to be called the number one person in Qinglan College.
Continuously defending against the knife shadows coming from all directions, Hao Meng was already exhausted in Fang Yan's eyes, and his defeat was determined. No one noticed that the blood armor that was originally more than an inch gradually began to thin, and the covering that was long to
His blood energy began to become stronger and stronger, and the sword force became more and more fierce.
"Pfft"
Another knife broke through Hao Meng's defense and slashed directly on his chest. Although the effect of the madman's purple vine armor was increased and the power was halved, it still left a long incision and blood surged again.
And out.
Just when everyone thought that Hao Meng was about to lose, a hand flashing with white light suddenly grabbed the blade with surging blood. Fang Yan was shocked and wanted to pull out the long knife, but found that he could not move.
Then there was another burst of dazzling white light, and a fierce tiger appeared out of thin air. Then the white tiger's phantom turned into a white giant dragon in an instant, let out a dragon roar, and attacked Fang Yan's head.
The fifth form of the Dragon-Tiger Fighting Holy Fist - Dragon Chi and Tiger Sudden.
Fang Yan wanted to mobilize the blood energy for defense, but it was too late. The thin blood armor shattered directly in front of the dragon. Hao Meng's long-prepared punch completely hit Fang Yan's face.
"Fell into a trap..."
This was Fang Yan's last thought before he was knocked away.