Chapter 1582 Brand new power system! The will of the world is revealed!
Looking at the old man, Wang Mang couldn't help but a punch that penetrated the world appeared in his mind.
What impressed Wang Mang the most was the old man's unparalleled boxing intention.
Looking back now, Wang Mang couldn't help but sigh.
"I won't say it."
After a casual whisper, Wang Mang rushed towards the old man.
Feeling Wang Mang's breath, the old man stopped practicing boxing.
The next moment, Wang Mang's figure suddenly appeared beside him.
After glanced at Wang Mang, the old man said with great interest: "Young clan leader, why do you have time to come to me, the old guy?"
He had a deep impression of Wang Mang after all, after all, other young tribe leaders were not as resistant to beating as Wang Mang.
Yu Guang quickly looked around, and Wang Mang's face showed a sudden enlightenment.
Looking at the marks on these wooden stakes, Wang Mang's eyes shone with waves.
After years of training, indelible traces have been left on these wooden stakes.
The marks on wooden stakes are of uneven depth or contours of varying sizes.
It fell into Wang Mang's eyes and showed a little unique charm.
The old man beside him looked at the wooden stake along Wang Mang's line of sight.
He smiled silently and said to Wang Mang:
"Why, is the young clan leader interested in these wooden stakes?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang immediately came to his senses.
Looking at the old man's slightly vicissitudes of life, a bold idea emerged in Wang Mang's mind.
If my extremely powerful body learns the old man's boxing skills again, wouldn't it be...
For a moment, Wang Mang's eyes suddenly became hot when he looked at the old man.
Then, he paused and said slowly:
"Elder, I wonder what boxing technique you are practicing?"
After hearing Wang Mang's words, the old man burst into laughter.
It seems that this guy is interested in his boxing skills.
But that's right. With his powerful body, it's natural to be interested in melee attack magical powers.
Shaking his head gently, the old man said to Wang Mang with a calm expression:
"There is no boxing technique, it's just practiced day after day."
"I don't have any talent, so I can only work hard in these areas."
Hearing this, Wang Mang couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Looking at Wang Mang's face, the old man's eyes were filled with brilliance.
"Young people, nothing can be accomplished overnight."
"The unparalleled attack also requires time to temper."
While he was talking, he punched the wooden stake.
Bang!
As a dull sound came out, the wooden stakes began to shake continuously.
In Wang Mang's perception, a Taoist rhyme mixed with inexplicable power constantly destroying the inside of the wooden stake.
For a moment, he couldn't help swallowing.
If this hits the body, it will definitely be unpleasant.
"I don't have any talent, and all I can have is a one in ten thousand probability."
"Bornly rejected by the power of the great way, it runs contrary to everyone."
Bang.
Another punch hit the wooden stake.
“I don’t believe in it.”
"My fist is my way!"
Sigh!
As the two fists fell, the wooden stake could not bear it and broke open.
"Junior, do you understand?"
He slowly closed his fist, and the vast fist intention on his body disappeared.
For a moment, Wang Mang widened his eyes.
After the wooden stake was broken, a wisp of interwoven light suddenly appeared.
The most important thing is that in this dazzling light ball, Wang Mang felt two completely different auras.
A faint aura of Taoism, and another aura was the majestic fist spirit.
The two are combined with each other, as if they have formed a new force.
For a moment, a trace of light flashed in Wang Mang's eyes.
At this moment, the old man spoke again:
"This is what I have spent my whole life developing."
"I wonder if my senior, what do you have?"
“Treat more.”
"Forehead."
After hearing the old man's words, Wang Mang couldn't help feeling speechless.
He nodded slowly, and Wang Mang said to him:
"Thank you for your advice, goodbye."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Mang's figure disappeared.
Looking deep in the direction of Wang Mang leaving, the corner of the old man's mouth slightly raised.
At this time, Wang Mang suddenly appeared on an eaves.
Sitting cross-legged, Wang Mang began to carefully consider the old man's words.
“A new path?”
Staring at the sky, Wang Mang muttered to himself.
Just when Wang Mang was imagining, the sound of the blood coffin suddenly rang:
"Wang Mang, that old man is not simple."
"I actually forcibly merge my thoughts with the Taoist rhyme."
Upon hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned.
Then, he seemed to have discovered some blind spot.
"Wait, can you just merge the Taoist rhyme and the mind?"
"Wouldn't my domineering divine thought be more effective with half the effort?"
"Hahaha."
Wang Mang's words seemed to hit the laughter of the blood coffin.
The next moment, the Blood Coffin hit him unceremoniously:
"Don't think about it, if it were so easy, such a power would have been ruined."
"If I guess correctly, this old guy can succeed, probably because he is born to be rejected by the Great Dao."
When Wang Mang heard its words, he was completely confused.
"What does it mean? It's a blessing in disguise?"
After a while, the sound of the blood coffin sounded again:
"Bornly rejected by the Great Dao, even if the Taoist rhyme that was born to the eternal realm when practicing against the will of heaven is very weak."
"Otherwise, the power of normal Taoist rhyme is so domineering, and it is completely impossible to merge other powers."
"Based on the supreme boxing intention, we will constantly temper the Taoist rhyme."
"It took a long time to temper a trace of the origin."
"Is it clear now?"
After hearing the Blood Coffin's explanation, Wang Mang also understood.
It seems that the light ball that just appeared should be the origin of the blood coffin.
Although such power made Wang Mang very coveted.
But when Wang Mang heard that the conditions for success were so harsh, he gave up on this idea.
Because there is a system, he will always get rewards if he pays.
Things that waste time and may not be successful have never been within his consideration.
As soon as he thought of this, Wang Mang said with some regret:
"What a pity."
"If I can practice it, the improvement of combat power must be a qualitative leap!"
He only has an immortal body in melee magical power.
However, the main ability of the Immortal Body is to increase the strength of the body and cannot be regarded as the main means of attack.
He stood up slowly, and Wang Mang flew towards the eight tribes.
At this time, in the original courtyard.
After Wang Mang left, the old man began to guide the refined origin.
Slowly introduced into his body, he began to carefully drive the weak Taoist rhyme and nourish the origin.
The next moment, an accident suddenly came.
I saw that the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds were covered with lightning, and lightning appeared faintly.
A breath that was suppressed to the extreme was slowly brewing in the sky.
The aura of heavenly punishment suddenly came.
For a moment, people from the top world of the abyss were alarmed.
Wang Mang, who had just left, felt even more chilling on his back.
Looking back, a scene that he would never forget for his life appeared.
I saw ripples constantly appearing in the sky.
A pair of bright pupils that emit divine glow slowly formed in the sky.