Transcending Divinity Dao Technique

The scorching sun sect branch is shrouded in night.

Bai ziyue put his luggage at the head of the bed. His joy of being promoted to an inner apprentice and learning two martial arts has disappeared, but his face looks dignified.

The news from his aunt really made him a little uneasy.

"Fortunately, my aunt has left now, and I have entered the branch of the Lieyang sect. Even if she knows that I killed the female ghost, she doesn't dare to act rashly in a short time."

Soon, Bai ziyue regained his composure.

When his aunt left, his pressure was much less and he wouldn't have too many concerns.

Especially when his aunt left, she took the ten Liang silver he sent to his parents... In this way, even if he had something to do, their life would be guaranteed.

Of course, the Lieyang sect branch is naturally an extremely safe place.

The strength is definitely one of the best in Qinghe town.

Regardless of those who help forge martial arts inside and outside, there are many who are strong inside. In addition, they have cultivated internal Qi. In terms of the number of experts, they may be better than the officials of Qinghe town. Even those who cultivate ghosts and evil spirits, even those who cultivate immortals, will not be too strong, otherwise they will not disappear when the government investigates the case. Now the wind has only revealed its trace in the past.

Therefore, Bai ziyue judged that he should be safe to stay in the branch of the Lieyang gang.

"However, this kind of security is only temporary, and I can't stay in the branch all the time.

Everything depends on myself. If I have enough strength, even if the evil cultivation comes to the door, I don't have to be afraid. "

Bai ziyue took a deep breath. Under the oppression of a sense of crisis, his desire for strength became stronger.

Without thinking more, Bai ziyue took out a thin book from his arms.

"One word through fist!"

This book is a word through fist from Mr. Hou.

Bai ziyue opened his book by the light of the oil lamp and began to watch it word by word.

At this time, the benefits of self-study literacy were fully revealed. The whole word ran through the whole article. Except that a few words were a little strange occasionally, he could read it without obstacles.

"One word through fist, although it is a kind of fist technique, is actually a kind of whole strength method.

Even though ordinary martial artists have refined their strength through meditation stake and other stake skills, their power is limited.

This strength is scattered.

The word through fist can gradually condense these forces and twist them into one. When all the forces are through and one brain is stimulated, it can immediately play a stronger power. "

Bai ziyue closed the script and thought silently in his heart.

The power of this fist is quite different from that of eighteen linked swords.

Eighteen linked sabres mainly use their strength on the arm and waist.

The word through fist is a method of combining all the strength of the whole body. Compared with the two, the word through fist is naturally more clever.

"The fist technique is the most important, but the moves are simple. There is only one posture of twisting the body and punching.

However, it is precisely because this is a method of strength operation that the cultivation difficulty of this boxing is stronger than ordinary martial arts. "

Bai ziyue tried to mobilize the strength in his body. He turned according to the power operation method of boxing. He suddenly folded his body and twisted his body to punch.

Hoo ~!

Only when the fist wind blows, the fist strength has dispersed when it is just mobilized, and it can't be transmitted to the arm at all.

"It's really a little difficult.

If you want to mobilize your strength, you first need to control the blood flow in your body.

Now, although it is not too difficult for me to practice the meditation pile to a perfect degree and mobilize the blood circulation, it is still difficult to integrate my strength into one. "

Bai ziyue lamented that when the meditation pile is perfect, it is not difficult to breed strength, but it is difficult to extend this strength all the time.

For example, he controls the strength on his legs, extends it to his body, and then hits it from his arms... Because it takes too long to pass, countless blood vessels are all over it, and the strength will dissipate unconsciously.

In this way, the strength of the final fight is naturally weak and has no power.

Bai ziyue can control his strength. He breaks through the paper at a distance of ten centimeters. In fact, what he drives is only the strength derived from his arm. No matter how far away, the strength will be scattered.

"Sure enough, it's also difficult to get started and exert power in martial arts. However, even if it's difficult, I'll practice it."

Bai ziyue sighed in his heart, but his heart aroused a fighting spirit in vain.

After all, he still has advantages. The perfection of meditation pile makes his strength and blood control ability far better than the cultivator who is just a small success of meditation pile.

First of all, he has been ahead of other people who practice martial arts.

Bai ziyue suddenly didn't care about the time of exertion and tried to transfer his strength to his arm completely.

Then, according to the method of strength operation, he slowly accumulated strength and went up from the legs to the crotch. The scattered blood immediately dissipated most of the strength, but he didn't relax. He continued to control and slowly went up along the body. Between the blood circulation, he seemed to make a clattering sound, driving a strong strength to the shoulder

On baiziyue's shoulder, he suddenly turned red and purple. The surging blood drove a powerful force. It was like breaking bamboo. He quickly looked at his eyes from his arms and got used to it.

Involuntarily, Bai ziyue punched!

Poof!

There was a strong jump.

The air in front of Bai ziyue's fist was used to a white fog, which blew the window paper in the distance and trembled.

"So tired..."

Bai ziyue was sweating profusely and felt that his physical strength had been greatly consumed. Especially the arm, a burst of acid swelling, seems to have some difficulties lifting it.

It took him a while to relax.

"I hit this punch, but it's not complete, because when I got near my arm, I actually lost control of my strength, so I had to use that momentum to hit it.

Moreover, my body is still too weak to bear such strong pressure. "

Stretching out his sleeves, Bai ziyue shook his head bitterly as he looked at his red and swollen arm.

The power of this punch is really good, at least twice as big as his previous full blow.

But in the middle, it took too long. It took ten seconds.

People can't stand there and wait for you to punch in ten seconds.

Not to mention, he was half wasted when he hit this punch, and his arm couldn't bear it at all.

"Maybe it's because I have too much control over strength.

Generally, when the meditation stake is practiced to a small degree, the control force is far weaker than me, driving the flow of Qi and blood. Naturally, it is small and fully displayed. Even if the momentum is strong, it will not hurt my arm like me.

And for those who practice meditation piles to perfection, others must have already started the practice of external forging. Their physical strength is also much stronger than me. Naturally, they won't have such trouble. "

Bai ziyue sighed in his heart and suddenly figured out where the disease was.

The strength of his control is too strong, but the strength of his body can't keep up, so this is the result.