Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 191 Shocked
quiet!Deathly silence!

At this moment, even the breeze seems to freeze.

What is called a violent fighting style, the warriors present have seen it.

At this time, Wu Dong, who was holding a heavy cooked copper stick, was almost like a fierce general who was raging on the battlefield in their eyes.

The shot was too violent, too domineering.

They were also shocked by the strength Wu Dong displayed.

An innate peak like Yun Feiyang alone, it seems that he hasn't lost the wind yet.

Such an astonishing performance, not to mention the acquired warriors, even the eleven innate warriors who had just been defeated, felt inferior in their hearts.

Now, the hearts of all the warriors are full of doubts: How did this fellow cultivate his martial arts?

Obviously, what this guy is practicing is pure external strength, without the slightest trace of internal strength.

When did external martial arts fighters become so fierce?

Even before, the Houtian warriors who had suffered at the hands of Wu Dong felt turbulent and fortunate in their hearts.

The most surprising thing is that the deacon of the inner hall has a stronghold of elite warriors.

They never expected that the ordinary Wu Dong would be so vigorous.

Needless to say, the emotions are all kinds of complicated, more of them are surprises.

However, Wu Dong didn't pay attention to so much. At this time, his heart was full of fighting spirit, and Yun Feiyang was all in his eyes.

The cooked copper stick in his hand hummed softly, and there were many dents of different shades and sizes on the originally smooth surface.

A hint of the strength of the off-body true energy of the innate peak master can also be seen from it.

Before Yun Feiyang could react, he lowered his body and put his foot down, like a tiger flying down the mountain, and swung out the cooked copper stick in his hand.

Yun Feiyang's heart trembled, and he sensed that the cooked copper stick in Wu Dong's hand had turned into a tiger with teeth and claws, roaring and rushing towards him.

Is this the manifestation of Wu Dong's fighting spirit integrated into martial arts?

Not daring to be negligent, the long sword in his hand fluttered up and down, and the fierce Qi sword roared all over the sky, as if the rain of sword Qi wanted to drown everything.

hum...

The cooked copper stick shook violently, splitting into two in an instant, the sharp shadow of the stick swept across, and the air swords that were dense like raindrops collapsed one after another as it passed.

The momentum of rushing forward was not affected much, and he still slammed towards Yun Feiyang relentlessly.

ding ding dong...

Gold and iron clashed and sparks scattered, and the two figures flew backwards at the same time.

Wu Dong only felt inexplicable power retrograde from the cooked copper rod, and a brain poured into his body from the palm of his hand, rushing left and right to wreak havoc.

The whole arm was submerged in pain in an instant, the muscles, membranes, and bones shook wildly, and the membranes rippled and undulated like water waves, forcibly suppressing the inexplicable force that had invaded the body back into the cooked copper rod, and followed the momentum of flying backwards. Slam to the ground below.

Boom!

A loud noise shocked the eardrums, mud splashed and smoke filled the air, and the heavy cooked copper stick smashed a deep pit with a diameter of half a foot on the overgrown ground.

What is even more astonishing is that when Wu Dong took advantage of the situation to stabilize his figure, the cooked copper rod in his hand was already slightly bent.

Even so, the energy and blood in his body was surging at this time, so he felt very uncomfortable.

On the opposite side, Yun Feiyang's situation is a little better. With the defensive qi shield, at the critical moment, the huge force of the long sword's rewinding and returning is offset by more than half.

The zhenqi that circulated freely in the body was momentarily stagnant.

There were bursts of tingling pain in the muscles, bones and skin membranes of his hands. Obviously, he suffered a slight injury during the violent collision just now.

His figure was still ethereal, and he stepped gracefully on an irregular stone, like grass dancing in the wind, naturally heaving freely.

The eyes of the two collided, and the fight did not continue.

"Brother Dong, you really surprised me. I didn't expect that my external skills have reached such a level. I almost suffered a big loss!"

Yun Feiyang spoke slowly, his tone full of unconcealable surprise.

There was even more waves in his heart, and he never thought that Wu Dong, who hadn't paid much attention to him before, turned out to be his strongest enemy right now.

The innate peak zhenqi cultivation base can't suppress this person's great external strength, and I feel quite aggrieved and powerless in my heart.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that there is such a level of combat power in the cultivation of external skills!"

Wu Dong burst into a hearty laugh, and the muscles and membranes of his arms became sore and limp. He had already lost most of his combat strength, but the tiger's power was still there. As long as he didn't take the initiative to show it, no one would be able to see the clue.

This is the benefit of in-depth self-control, no one can see his true state.

"Of course, thanks to the cultivation of the cottage, I have such combat power!"

"Brother Dong, it doesn't make any sense to continue the fight, why don't you just make peace!"

Yun Feiyang was noncommittal, so he naturally didn't believe Wu Dong's words, but at this moment, he had lost all intention of continuing to fight.

If you hit it again, you might really get hurt.

Wu Dong's strength is really too great, even if he has body protection zhenqi, he can't completely isolate the damage caused by powerful physical attacks.

"it is good!"

Wu Dong didn't talk nonsense, he brought up the slightly deformed cooked copper stick, and strode back to the stronghold to join the ranks of elite warriors.

Only this time, he became the absolute focus of the crowd.

A vigorous competition and discussion ended in such a strange way.

For the warriors who participated, they were all shocked in their hearts.

It was also the first time they knew that after cultivating external skills to a certain level, their combat power was no worse than that of true qi fighters.

Wu Dong's feelings are naturally more profound.

No wonder the fierce generals on the battlefield are not afraid of the so-called masters of the rivers and lakes at all.

When the physical strength reaches a certain level, even the attacks of innate masters can withstand the attacks, and they can also launch fierce counterattacks.

So what if a congenital warrior can leave his body with true energy?

The power of the separated true qi is not too exaggerated.

As long as the weapon at hand can withstand it, the so-called detached zhenqi can be dispersed easily with an easy stir. The previous battle is the best proof.

The heavier the weapon, the greater the chance of winning against an innate warrior.

Wu Dong was also a little lucky. When he came here, he found this heavy cooked copper stick in his hand from the warehouse of the stronghold.

At first, I just felt more at ease with a guy in my hand.

Afterwards, I thought about it, the means of internal martial arts fighters are obviously not afraid of light weapons, so it is better to bring medium-sized weapons such as cooked copper sticks.

That's right, the wrought copper rod weighing 45 kilograms is only a medium weapon in his eyes.

The so-called heavy weapons must be at least sixty catties to be eligible.

Declining Yun Feiyang's invitation to drink, he clearly understood something in his heart, and returned to the stronghold accompanied by the inner hall deacon.

"Tell me, what's going on with your external martial arts?"

When we arrived at the stronghold, there were no outsiders present, and the inner hall deacon couldn't wait to ask: "Don't play sloppy with me, I know what's going on with you!"

The rest of the stronghold elite warriors nodded one after another, and most of them knew about Wu Dong's situation.

The outer sect disciple who couldn't cultivate inner strength was appointed as the second steward of Linjiang town for unknown reasons.

Apart from Tiger Fist, which is compulsory for outside disciples, the martial arts to be practiced are the 'ancestral' Earth Fist and Earth Knife.

They didn't think that Wu Dong's martial arts could be so domineering just by relying on these few low-level external skills.

At this moment, every time I think of the fierce collision between Wu Dong and Yun Feiyang before, I can't help but feel a wave of ups and downs in horror.

The appearance of that cooked copper rod sweeping through thousands of troops with a violent aura is truly frightening.

At least, none of them felt that if they were Yun Feiyang, they would be able to block him head-on, even the three innate warriors would not have the confidence.

It is a good thing for the stronghold and Evil Tiger Village to have such a terrorist force, but the premise is that there will be no problems with Wu Dong.

"Deacon, there is no need to make such a fuss!"

Wu Dong chuckled lightly: "Before, when Hall Master Lei of the Zhan Hall came over, he sent a method of cultivating external skills of "Tiger Roaring Strength" through my teaching martial arts masters when I was in the outer sect!"

"Tiger Roaring Strength"?
All the elite warriors present were taken aback, and their expressions softened immediately.

Of course they know this medium-level method of external kung fu cultivation, and carefully recalling the details of Wu Dong's battle, it is really the method of "Tiger Roaring Strength"!

Since what Wu Dong practiced was the foreign kung fu inherited from the cottage, there is nothing to doubt about it.

"How far has your "Tiger Roaring Strength" been cultivated?"

The expression of the inner hall deacon returned to normal, and he still did not forget to ask: "Even if the "Tiger Roaring Strength" has been cultivated to a great success, it will not have such exaggerated combat power as yours, right?"

"Deacon, my "Tiger Roaring Strength" has been cultivated to the level of bone training!"

Wu Dong didn't hide anything, and said directly: "In fact, I have tried my best, and the remaining combat power will not exceed [-]%, but I haven't shown it!"

Speaking of this, he spread his hands helplessly and said: "My hands are sore and numb until now, and it is difficult to exert strength for a while!"

"Really?"

As if a boulder had fallen from his heart, the inner hall deacon had a kind expression on his face, and asked with concern: "Is there any sequelae?"

"No, just a few days of cultivation will be fine!"

Wu Dong shook his head, and said bitterly: "At that time, as long as I didn't fall down, I had to hold on!"

Including the inner hall deacon, a group of elite warriors nodded in approval.

If it were them, they would do the same thing.

"You guy, are you very talented in practicing external skills!"

The deacon of the inner hall joked: "So quickly, you have reached the level of bone training!"

"If you can't cultivate your internal skills, and you don't want to be a marginal role, then you can only work hard on your external skills!"

Wu Dong smiled wryly and said: "Fortunately, the effect is good, otherwise I'm afraid there will be no bright future in the future!"

These words naturally made the elite warriors present feel comforted.

After all, the mainstream of martial arts in this world is the cultivation of inner strength, and that is not just for fun. In some respects, the cultivation of inner strength is indeed much more advantageous than the hard work of external strength.

Of course, it is not so strange to meet Wu Dong who is so talented in foreign martial arts occasionally, otherwise there would be no foreign martial arts like "Tiger Roaring Strength"...

(End of this chapter)