I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 451 I Did It
Wu Feng stared directly at the torch, the blazing flames were burning in his eyes, his legs were slightly spread apart, his knees were bent, and he punched the torch suddenly, only to hear a "pounce" With a sound, the torch dimmed in an instant, as if it was about to go out, but after a while it started to burn slowly again.

Wu Feng let out a foul breath, thinking to himself, I thought I was so good now, it took me less than a year to reach the level of more than ten years later, it seems that I overestimated myself, my own The fist wind couldn't blow out the torch ten meters away.

In fact, since Wu Feng practiced during this period, it can be said that he has advanced by leaps and bounds. First of all, the martial arts mentality engraved on these stone walls was created by the founder of Maoshan. This is the purest Maoshan technique, which will be passed down to the world. Those Maoshan Taoism and Maoshan Kungfu have been passed down for thousands of years, and there must be many omissions. After being passed down from generation to generation, they will naturally become less and less good. The progress is naturally incomparable to future generations; secondly, the white-haired old man added some herbs to enhance Wu Feng's power every day, so that he was full of energy every day, and he didn't need to rest much at all. This was directly learned by Wu Feng. He only needs to practice for one day, and he can surpass the progress of ordinary people in ten days and half a month. After a few months, Wu Feng has become a veritable master of Maoshan external skills, and his internal strength is natural. It's not weak either. It's no exaggeration to say that even Wu Feng's master, Daoist Qingfeng, is not necessarily his opponent when he competes with him now.

If the torch ten steps away had been replaced by a candle, it would have been extinguished by Wu Feng's fist. However, Wu Feng had completely forgotten this point. In fact, his current skill has already He surpassed the 30-year-old skill that his master Qingfeng Taoist said, but he didn't realize it.

Looking at the flaming torch, Wu Feng was still a little unconvinced, he suddenly wanted to try again, the fist wind he punched last time had almost extinguished the torch, and he only needed to put more effort into it. able to succeed.

Thinking of this, Wu Feng's face immediately became silent, and there was a trace of determination. He looked directly at the torch, took a deep breath, and slowly diffused the long-brewed true energy in his dantian to his whole body. Finally gathered on his hands, he took a steady horse step, and the stones on the ground were crushed by his feet. Following Wu Feng's loud shout, he saw his fists coming out with a burst of strength. The wind blew towards the torch with a whistling sound, and in an instant, seeing the torch make a "flutter" sound and then dimmed, Wu Feng stood up straight and stared at the torch with a nervous expression. After a while, this time the torch did not light up again, and he actually blew out the torch ten steps away with the wind of his fist!
Wu Feng was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe his eyes, he actually did it!He raised his hands and put them in front of his eyes for a closer look. Finally, a gratified smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help jumping up excitedly, and said with a big smile, "I did it! I really did it, I, Wu Feng, used the wind of my fist to knock out the torch ten steps away!"

(End of this chapter)