Chapter 590 : Chapter 148 Half a year of tempering (2)
No matter how much he suppresses it, combat experience and awareness still exist. Using this kind of attack method is tantamount to asking for trouble. Chang Sheng's brain seems to be unable to turn around. No matter how much he has been tortured in these ten days, he has never been able to survive.
Do not change this thankless attack method.
"Do you think I'm stupid? Of course I know that this kind of attack method cannot be used against monks who are above the soul-raising stage. But I still have to try. Only when it is impossible to succeed can I continue to break through myself."
Chang Sheng replied with his thoughts.
"If you were fighting against a normal low-level soul-raising cultivator, your attempt would definitely achieve the corresponding results. But your master's cultivation level has reached the peak of Qingyun Continent! If you use this method again,
It's just true stupidity, not fake stupidity!" the soul boy said angrily.
"Uh!" The soul boy's words made Chang Sheng feel speechless. Thinking about it carefully, this is really what happened. The master has been practicing for nearly five hundred years and has experienced thousands of battles, big and small.
Combat experience and combat consciousness have always been the best in Qingyun Continent. Even if the cultivation realm and spiritual consciousness are suppressed to the basic level of soul nourishment, the existing advantages will not change.[
If it were an ordinary novice soul-raising cultivator, Chang Sheng would be sure to fight against it, or even succeed in a sneak attack. But fighting against an extremely experienced cultivator like the master would definitely be asking for trouble.
Since the escape technique cannot harm the master, Chang Sheng plans to no longer use the escape technique, but to use close combat. He will use his own physical strength and his own advantages to fight against the master. After thinking about this, Chang Sheng suddenly became enlightened.
As soon as Chang Sheng's thoughts moved, his body suddenly shone with a faint golden light, all concentrated on his hands and feet. With his right foot on the ground, Chang Sheng rushed towards the master who was ten meters away.
Seeing Chang Sheng rushing towards him, Yanlong only waited for Chang Sheng to be two meters away from him before quickly taking off. But something Yanlong didn't expect happened. When Chang Sheng came close to him, he was two meters away.
Not only did the figure not disappear, but it accelerated even further and struck his chest straight with his right hand.
This turn of events caught Yan Long by surprise. However, Yan Long, who had a huge sense of combat, did not panic at all. He raised his right hand and quickly blocked Chang Sheng's attack route.
The two fists collided, and Chang Sheng intuitively felt a huge force coming from the master's right fist. His rapid figure suddenly stopped, but Chang Sheng, who had a physical strength comparable to a mid-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon, raised his left fist and aimed towards
The master's left chest attacked again.
Although Yanlong blocked Chang Sheng's attack route, his right fist felt numb. Although Yanlong's cultivation level was at the top of Qingyun Continent, his physical strength was only at the middle level.
This fight is tantamount to using one's own shortcomings to resist the opponent's own strengths. It is completely an act of losing money.
Seeing Chang Sheng's left fist, he struck quickly. Yanlong's expression changed, and the sonic boom caused by the rapidity told Yanlong that the power of this punch was definitely greater than the previous attack.
The left foot lightly tapped the ground, and the figure immediately retreated a little, avoiding the bombardment of Chang Sheng's left fist. However, the strong wind of the fist blew the long hair on Yanlong's forehead.