Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 857 Hard Qigong

O'Connor: "...Mr. Yan, please don't make fun of me at this time, please? Time is precious."

Yan Nianzhen blinked her innocent eyes: "Why are you looking for fun? I'm serious, I can punch a hole in this kind of wall, so just tell me where to make a hole. .”

O'Connor still didn't believe him, and directly cast his eyes on Su Xingzhi.

But unexpectedly, Su Xingzhi smiled and shrugged: "He is serious, tell him where to open the hole quickly, as long as it is big enough, and I don't bother you to fix it there."

"God, it's time like this, can you stop joking? I admit that you are very mysterious and powerful, but look clearly, this is a solid wall made of a solid block of obsidian, not Foam cardboard, OK?"

Sun Yaozu also had no hope for Yan Nian who looked thin (? That's called Qi Changjian, okay?), so he pushed down his glasses and turned his head before ordering O'Connor to prepare explosives.

"If you all refuse to give a definite range, then I have no choice but to... rely on my own understanding to make a hole."

Yan Nianzhen said with a smile, then suddenly raised his hand and punched the solid obsidian wall.

Then there was a burst of stone dust flying up, Sun Yaozu covered his nose and coughed and looked towards the direction of Yan Nian's real hand, but his eyeballs protruded several inches and could not be retracted.

Yan Nianzhen really punched a hole in the wall, and his fair and slender hands didn't even have a broken skin, except that the joints were slightly red.

Those mortals stared at Yan Nianzhen dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

"You guys, are you monsters? Or monsters? How did you do this? God, do you have an explosive device in your hand?"

Sun Yaozu's glasses were all crooked, he wiped his sweat frequently with that mint-flavored wet tissue, trying to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

"It's called hard qigong, and it's a martial art from the East. Its principle is to temporarily gather all the qi in the human body into the fist, and then burst out in an instant. Well, it's similar to blasting, right?

But don’t listen to what I said, just want to try it. It is a very hard and long work to practice hard qigong. Without talent, you can’t learn such advanced kung fu. "

Ningmei, you can deceive the ignorant audience...

(End of this chapter)