The two of them stood motionless in the shadow of the woods. Neither of them took any action until it was completely dark.
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"Fortunately, we have temporarily confused them!"
On the green rock, it was discovered that the two evil masters did not attack. Yang Ji was slightly relieved.
"Fisting comes first" does not require practicing boxing.
Yang Ji pretended to practice boxing on the blue rock, although it was to confuse them with falsehood and reality, so as to avoid any accidents during practice.
However, Yang Ji himself was not sure whether the two of them would actually take action.
If they go all out, they will obviously take a lot of risks.
His current state is not suitable for action.
Yang Ji secretly estimated in his mind that about a quarter of an hour had passed. But the surroundings were still quiet. Neither of them had taken action for such a long time, so it was obvious that they would not do it again.
"I don't know what these two guys were thinking, but they didn't take action."
Yang Ji looked around calmly from the corner of his eyes. "But no matter what, this is good news for me. Now I can practice with peace of mind."
Yang Jixuan felt relieved. However, although he was sure that they would not attack again, Yang Ji still did not practice immediately. Instead, after completing a set of boxing techniques, he sat down cross-legged and concentrated on studying the scriptures and paintings.
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"Buzz!"
The moment his eyes came into contact with the sutra and painting "Fist Matters First", a sea of ​​fog rolled in, and a strange space came to him. Yang Ji quickly entered the world in the sutra and painting.
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Time passes slowly.
Relying on the spiritual power gained from "The Book of Great Confucianism", Yang Ji's breakthrough was far less difficult than expected.
"boom!"
Yang Ji issued a sword and cut the black shadow in two with his sword. In an instant, the sky shook and the earth shook, his ears rumbled, and the strange world in the painting collapsed instantly.
There was a flash of light in front of his eyes, and Yang Ji's consciousness returned to his body. The cold wind whistled in his ears and passed over his body, making him feel slightly chilly.
However, this coldness was soon replaced by a warm force within his body.
"Finally successful... Now, only the last two floors are left!"
Yang Ji thought to himself, feeling a huge sense of accomplishment.
He could clearly feel that a new force was surging in his body, surging from his Dantian throughout his body. This was the third level of power of "Fist comes first".
Under the influence of this heavy force, the connection between my spirit and body has become closer. Compared with before, my hands and feet are more flexible, faster and more agile, and even my blood runs a little faster.
Although this improvement is not that amazing, it is enough for myself.
"Everything is ready now, all we need is the east wind..."
Yang Ji slowly raised his head and looked at the sky. There were only a few stars rising there. Although it felt like a long time had passed in the strange space in the paintings, in reality, only a few hours had passed.
"It's time to take action!"
Yang Ji looked at the brightest star in the sky, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "This is a matter of life and death..."
With this thought flashing through his mind, Yang Ji stretched out the index finger of his left hand and touched the "Netherworld Dharma Ring" on his right thumb... (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!