Volume Two: The Spirit Sea Chapter 142: Unknown Winner
Qiankun has consumed most of his strength. Seeing that his fierce attack was completely smashed, he was also looking forward to the next scene in his heart.
It must have been successful?
Although Qiankun thought this way, he did not dare to neglect and continued to exert force. He even wanted to hear his wailing sound before he could stop.
After a long time, the duration of the Soul of All Things had reached, and the universe slowly landed on the ground, its breath was chaotic, and its whole body trembled even more with strength off.
Qiankun began to circulate the spiritual energy in the dantian, eased his condition, and then drove into the thick smoke.
Soon, the old man's figure appeared in front of everyone, and he still retained his previous movement, raised one hand low, and there was no damage at all at the bottom of his body. The old man's figure stood there, as stable as Mount Tai.
Is it still not possible?
Qiankun clenched his fists, a little depressed.
Ling Feng was even more worried about Qiankun when he saw such a difficult situation.
Next, there are two more moves, but it is already very difficult to see Qiankun's state. Such a powerful blow cannot shake the old man at all. It seems that there is no chance.
Xueqi and the others saw that Qiankun was defeated, but they did not dare to shout, for fear of affecting Qiankun's mentality.
However, at this time, Qiankun could no longer bear it and began to doubt himself.
Just when Qiankun was stunned, the old man smiled clearly, his face became much gentler, and pointed at Qiankun and praised: "My friend's blow is really good, I almost hurt me! Continue!"
When Qiankun saw that the old man was not blushing, his heart was not beating, so he knew that he was lying. It was a little bit worse, I think it was a lot worse...
Qiankun also understood that he was implying that he should not be too discouraged. Qiankun nodded and continued to think about what moves to use next.
Since brute force is not good, it depends on whether he can shake him with high-frequency attack methods?
Qiankun thought for a while, and was about to use the method of using the intent of wild hunting to wrap the newborn energy to continue to strengthen the wolf soul.
This time, the universe opened the wolf soul without any obstacles, and rushed towards the old man with a thunderous momentum. When he moved, he was whistling by the wind.
With a leap, Qiankun's body quickly rotated in the air, and the wolf soul also turned into a sharp whirlwind, constantly rotating, hitting the old man's body.
"White Wolf Tornado!"
Qiankun accelerated the circulation of spiritual energy, and he could no longer see Qiankun's figure clearly, all of which were afterimages.
"Buzz!"
A sharp collision sounded, and the whirlwind hit the old man's body, followed by a "sizzling" friction sound. The old man's clothes were constantly being cut by the whirlwind, revealing his strong body.
However, something that shocked Qiankun happened again. The old man's body was still not moving at all, and he didn't even use spiritual energy to protect his body, otherwise he wouldn't have tear off his clothes so easily.
Qiankun did not believe in fate and continued to increase his efforts. Waves of spiritual energy surged from all around, constantly hitting the old man's body.
However, it is still difficult to achieve success. Even under the continuous attack of the universe, the old man was still unscathed.
"impossible!"
Qiankun gritted his teeth, his expression was extremely sad, and finally gave up in disappointment. His body removed his strength, supported him shakingly on the ground, barely squatting.
“Don’t you continue?”
The old man spoke lightly, with his expression even looking forward.
Qiankun shook his head, his face helpless and disappointed: "This attack failed again!"
Ling Feng looked at Qiankun's abnormal expression and knew that after this attack, Qiankun must have a great burden, worried that the next attack would not pose a threat to him, and thus unable to exert his true strength.
Ling Feng brewed his emotions and shouted at Qiankun: "Don't think too much, just do your best!"
"Brother Qiankun, beat him hard!" Lai Songyi also cheered Qiankun.
Xue Qi and Wu Xiu also made different sounds to Qiankun. Qiankun was even more moved when he heard this.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Qiankun took a breath. Although his breath stabilized, he still had no idea how to send out the next blow.
Qiankun's soul was stunned at this moment.
He began to think about his martial arts.
The previous two strikes were more or less clever, and they ignored the real enemy-control skills simply to maximize the power of their moves.
For a true physical practitioner, the only thing that remains unchanged is the desire to win when facing the ever-changing situation. In this process, too fancy martial arts are a burden to the martial artist.
Although the eight positive fist of Qian Jiutian is complex and complex, all of the exercises are the ultimate pursuits of warriors. After experiencing these, the end of martial arts can also appear before you.
Pursuing...the ultimate?
That's right, this is my own martial arts.
There are all things in the world, but in the end, it is all about one qi. Let the next punch determine the entire battle situation.
Qiankun opened his eyes and opened the energy of destroying the sky. At this time, his most powerful force was now. He turned his body into the extreme dilemma pursued by the Eight-Pinyin Fist and worked hard to surpass the limit in front of him.
That's now!
Qiankun felt the pain of the Eightfold Qi wandering in his meridians, and gave up his destruction of himself, hoping that this blow would be free of distractions.
Half-step collapse punch!
Qiankun took a fierce step, came to the old man and stood firm in an instant, then exerted force from all over his body, and punched the old man.
Suddenly, the punch seemed to hit a wall, making a loud muffled sound, and a restless airflow caused a rippling ripples in the old man's chest and spread everywhere. This force seemed to be impacting the old man's whole body, and it was about to fly away in the next second.
Qiankun continued to exert force, trying to continue to bless the old man. After a while, Qiankun felt that it was almost done and jumped back to the back, his eyes still staring at the old man's body without moving away.
Seeing that Qiankun's blow was still in vain, the old man smiled and clapped his palms to cheer for Qiankun: "My friend, you did a good job, but you still didn't shake me at all, so..."
"Next, you can't go out!"
The old man's face became dark and terrifying at this moment, and his eyes were staring at everyone, and the strange aura continued to reveal from him.
Lai Songyi quit first, she retorted: "No! You are completely bullying people! How could Qiankun defeat you alone? She is not ashamed of being very old!"
"Yes, but everyone has heard what my friend said. I believe my friend will not regret it."
After the old man said that, he looked at Qiankun with a very wonderful expression.
Lai Songyi's expression was extremely worried, and she shook her head in frustration, and could only accept this fact.