My body is too strong, I can practice the exercises by myself

Chapter 66 Forced the hall master to change the rules
Don't say they were puzzled, even Cheng Qigang himself was puzzled.

My own hundred-damaged hand is specialized in breaking horizontal exercises, although the other party is practicing the ultimate horizontal exercises.

But now that I have completed the Yin Talisman Sutra and put all my strength into the Ninth Layer of Internal Strength, even if I am the number one practitioner in the sect who has practiced horizontally and externally to the ninth level of Hard Kung Fu, I dare not take pictures of myself like this!

But the guy in front of him seemed to be fine, the weirdest thing was that the guy didn't dodge or dodge.

Could it be that the external kung fu practiced by the other party is the sect's No. [-] horizontal kung fu?
He knew that the other party's body skills were not weak, but they had reached the state of perfection.

When I was in the arena, I planned it myself.

Break his horizontal training with a hundred-damaged hand, and then crush his Fengyun leg with your ghost shadow step.

But now the other party's appearance of standing and letting him handle it made him feel ups and downs.

All the preparations were in vain.

Just because the other party really did what he said, and came up just to be beaten.

This is too outrageous!

"Your body is suffering from a special energy attack, your external skills are slowly broken, and your hard skills are very angry, and your cultivation progress has increased by 1%."

"Your body is under attack, and the Blood-devouring Divine Art perfectly absorbs the external force, and the progress of cultivation is increased by 2%."

".."

One palm and one fluttering red.

Hearing the voice of the brain system, Jiang Chen even wanted to open his arms and stretch out.

But in order to continue to be popular, he still suppressed his excitement.

An opponent like this is the one he likes.

As for Zheng Long's thick-skinned boss, it suits him there.

You can improve your cultivation level while lying down, and you can win the game by the way.

Isn't he sweet?

But the other party was not a fool, seeing that he had attacked him for so long and hadn't seen any results, Cheng Qigang had doubts on his expression.

In order for the opponent to unswervingly continue to attack him, Jiang Chen could only repeat the old routine.

Gather up and hold back.

"puff!!"

Jiang Chen looked up to the sky, and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Blood spurted, blood spurted."

"Fuck, there is finally someone who doesn't let go of the sea. Cheng Qigang is a real man, a tough elder and apprentice. Just because of this, I, Luo, admire him."

"Yes, regardless of whether this battle is won or lost, this person is not afraid of power, and he is indeed worthy of respect."

".."

Seeing Jiang Chen spurting blood, the people below were inexplicably excited, feeling as if they had won.

There is no way, the mentality of hating the rich is too serious now.

"Break defense?"

Wang Wu looked at this scene in surprise.

"Can it not be broken?"

"Hundred damaged hands are the nemesis of practicing external skills, plus the Yin Fu Jing's own soft and needle-like inner strength."

"Even if he has cultivated the ultimate horizontal external kung fu in the same realm, but he stands so perversely and allows others to beat him."

"If you resist, maybe you still have a chance."

"Now? When the inner strength breaks out, there is no doubt that you will lose."

Shu Yang nodded confidently, after all, he was the man who almost defeated him.

"Oh, it seems that you attach great importance to Cheng Qigang!!!"

Wang Wu turned to look at Shu Yang.

"He is my most important opponent in this competition."

Shu Yang also glanced at Wang Wu, but stopped talking and didn't continue.

"Your external skills have adapted to the attacks of the outside world, and your hardest skills have triumphantly won, and your cultivation progress has increased by 1%."

"Your body is suffering from a slight attack from the outside world, and you are not interested in the blood-devouring magic skill, and you don't want to improve your cultivation progress."

Zhi Rigid Kung Fu blocked all internal energy, and Blood Devouring Divine Kung Fu had no internal energy to absorb.

It would be fine if Zhigang could continue to improve, but this is also the last time Zhigang Gong became popular.

Jiang Chen was in a daze, this was not going to work, and he still counted on the other party to help him improve his cultivation.

"Until the hard power stops running."

Jiang Chen had just restrained himself to the point of rigidity.

"Your body has been invaded by the vicious inner strength, and the blood-devouring magical skill is awakened like a lion, and the progress of cultivation is increased by 2%."

"Your body is being destroyed, and the blood-devouring magical skill has killed all directions, and the progress of cultivation has increased by 3%."

"Your blood is boiling, and you are excited like never before in the Blood Devouring Magic Art, and your cultivation progress has increased by 2%."

".."

What Jiang Chen didn't expect was that the closed to rigid skill actually had such a harvest.

Think about it in a blink of an eye, and understand it instantly.

The ultimate hard work is now the eighth level of body training, and under Cheng Qigang's attack, it has reached the late stage.

Therefore, most of the power is blocked by the most rigid work.

Now that the ultimate hardness skill is turned off, even though the blood-devouring magical skill is only on the sixth level of body training, with the help of the system, it is constantly absorbing the opponent's inner strength.

If there is no system, even if the Blood-devouring God function absorbs inner strength to increase the progress of cultivation.

But facing such a strong internal strength of the opponent's ninth level of body training, it is just a dead end.

After all, people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants.

Fortunately, the body is tight, and there is a system around him.

As long as the strength does not exceed the limit of the body, it can still be absorbed.

"No, no."

"Strange, so strange."

I thought that Jiang Chen would not be able to hold on for long when he spurted blood.

But after about one stick of incense, why the other party still hasn't fallen down.

This was the first time he encountered such a strange phenomenon.

"The feeling from the palm of his hand, it stands to reason that his horizontal training should be broken by himself!!!"

"But why, he is still as stable as an old dog?"

Cheng Qigang has [-] horses in his heart, because if he continues to fight, his own internal energy will be exhausted.

After all, internal strength needs energy and blood to promote it, and I have been fighting with all my strength for so long.

Although his blood didn't flow much, the blood vessels in his body couldn't bear it.

After all, such a high-intensity continuous promotion of qi and blood, even if it is a hot iron pipe, you must take a break to dissipate heat.

"Wo Cao, the more you watch Jiang Chen's game, the more boring it is."

"That's right, I saw this from the tenth ring."

"I haven't seen him use much of his fucking martial arts. It's really boring to win all the way."

"Hey, I seem to have found something?"

"Exercising external skills horizontally? Lying down to win?"

"Standing can exhaust others to death, there is no need to beat yourself to death."

"Thinking about it, it seems very enjoyable."

"Practicing external kung fu horizontally, this is the advantage of practicing external kung fu horizontally."

".."

The people who eat melons seem to have discovered the New World, and some people even have eager looks on their faces.

This made the hall master of the Martial Arts Field in the stands frowned.

For a sect, meat is a must.

But that also requires a mage assassin.

If everyone produces meat, it's a fart.

"Every game must be decided within half an hour."

"If they are evenly matched, the jury will judge and announce the result."

"In this game, there is still half a stick of incense time left."

In order to prevent the incident from deteriorating, and to prevent Jiang Chen from repeating his old tricks, the head of the Martial Arts Hall had no choice but to change the competition rules.

(End of this chapter)