Just became a beast, someone built a sect on my hill

Chapter 76 Wang Dali's Hercules Palm?

grunt.

The marshes bubbled with russet mud.

In mid-air, a sword boat crossed its tail.

Slowly reduce the speed, and then stop moving forward.

Ahead was an open field.

The people sitting in a group stood up.

They walked to the bow together and looked into the distance.

A city piled up with clods, glowing with khaki, appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Not big, about the size of a county town.

In front of the city gate hung three characters made of earthen stone, reflecting golden light.

It looks particularly dazzling.

"Yelang Kingdom"

Arrived.

This tiny country...Wang Ye looked at the city of "Yelang Kingdom" and raised his right paw.

On the bottom of the gray matter like crystal jade, there are a few spots of white spots.

Before, in his battle with Naniling Honglu, although he killed the opponent very simply and rudely!
But it was not as easy as imagined...

The mottled white spot on the right paw was left by the other party.

The so-called cat catches the mouse, the mouse can also bite the cat back.

What's more, the opponent is a strange race, one of the four races.

Although the racial level is not as good as that of the Spirit Race, and Wang Ye is still a high-level Spirit Race, the opponent is even worse.

However, Wang Ye was "injured" this time.

The mud ridge itself has almost no aura fluctuations, and it is purely relying on a "monster" force... From this, it can be seen that the opponent's strength is great!The strength is strong!

Even if it is far from the level of chaotic gods in "Strange", in terms of strength, Wang Ye is not as good.

There's nothing to hide about this point, it's not as good as it is.

Just admit it.

After all, Wang Ye's strength is average...

These mottled white spots are because the explosive power of the opponent's fist is too strong, and then it has spikes... They were pressed out during the fight!

Even though the opponent was beaten to death, it still left a heavy blow to Wang Ye's "young" heart!Left a deep memory! !
too strong……

This battle is a wake-up call!

I have to find a way to practice some secret techniques to enhance the burst of power... Wang Ye thought to himself.

After getting off the sword boat, Wang Ye and his party of six walked towards the city of Yelang Kingdom.

Although the distance is not too close, Wang Ye and the others are not ordinary people after all, and they still have speed.

Soon came to the entrance of the city.

On the other side, surrounded by a group of people.

It's a mess, it's a mess!
Among the crowd, a rough and thick voice came out.

"My lord, Wang Dali. I have practiced "The Palm of Hercules" since I was a child, and today I have just completed my magical skills. Everyone present, we will give you a performance! Those who have money will give you money, and those who have no money, you are a piece of scum." , Hurry up and get out!"

in the center of the circle,

A man with a strong figure and a rough face raised his head and said loudly towards the surroundings.

With bare chest and breasts, she was wearing big khaki pants, reaching to the knees of her thighs.

On the wrists of both arms, there is a red cloth ring tied on each.

After finishing speaking, he raised his fists and hammered his chest!
"Hehe... let me see what you, Wang Dali, are capable of?" The lower man responded.

"Bah! Garbage, you deserve to be called Dali? My grandfather has also practiced the Invincible Palm, and he can kill a tiger with a white forehead and dangling eyes with one punch! So my grandfather should be called... Chen Wudi?"

Another person said in disdain, but even though he was talking rubbish, he still didn't leave.

Waiting for the performance of "Wang Dali" in the center of the circle.

"Huh...a juggler?"

As soon as Mao Li's eyes lit up, he wanted to walk sideways.

He practiced in the mountains since he was a child, and went down the mountain several times.But this kind of scene is rare after all.

Whenever I meet, I can't bear my temper and always want to take a look.

"gross profit!"

Wang Qiang watched Mao Li take a step, and shouted.

Mao Li shrank his neck in fear, but instead of looking at Wang Qiang, he turned his head and looked at the real core figure in their group, Wang Ye.

Haha...he doesn't need to look at his uncle's face now!

"Come on, let's go and see."

Wang Ye couldn't bear to look at Mao Li's hopeful eyes.

Moreover, he hadn't seen such a scene for a long time.

When I occasionally watched TV dramas in my previous life, I saw it a few times.

Now that I think about it, I still miss it...

In addition,

Although Wang Dali, who was juggling, was probably a liar!

The so-called "Hercules Palm" should be a "juggling" completed with some tricks, but... what if the other party has something real?
If I can learn a thing or two from it, wouldn't it be another trick?
"Okay, Senior Daojun."

Seeing that Wang Ye agreed, Wang Qiang naturally didn't dare to stop him, so he said bitterly.

So, the few people turned around on the city gate path and walked towards the black crowd.

"Hey!"

But when he saw Wang Dali, he roared loudly.

The horse stance is tied up, and the arms are stretched forward.

Four fingers are stretched out in each hand, and the thumbs are in the palm of the hand, as if a faint spiritual energy is born.

A servant next to him pushed a table over with a "crash".

On the table, there is a brick.

On the side of the central open space, there are still hundreds of neatly piled bricks.

It should be specially prepared props.

"The so-called Hercules Palm is actually not difficult. If you want to cultivate strength, you must first cultivate mindfulness. It is said that people have spirits, and gods have mindfulness. I have been practicing mindfulness since I was a child, and I have only just completed it until today. Now everyone!"

Wang Dali frowned, and said without looking sideways.

Discuss below.

"This guy is not talking about attention, is he still 'reading'? It's quite tall."

There was a lot of discussion nearby.

noisy...

But Wang Dali seemed to be trapped in his own world.

The eyes move over the right hand.

Concentrate on it, as if there is a "thought" born...

After that, I don't know whether it was God's strength or what the reason was.

A gust of wind passed by, and the red cloth ring in Wang Dali's hand slowly moved and floated...

Soon, Wang Dali spoke again: "Focus on the place where you need the mind. For example, I am now, and I need to palm my right hand, so I attach the mind to my right hand, and then mobilize the power in my body."

"Move with your thoughts, that's it!"

"Aggregate together, combine strength and thought!"

"burst--"

With a loud roar, Wang Dali slapped the bricks on the table heavily.

Snapped!
The sound of palms hitting bricks resounded.

It must be quite painful...

After the sound, the breeze passed by.

The bricks are still the same~~
"Hahaha!"

"What a joke!"

The surrounding mocking voices reappeared.

"Hmph, I knew it was a liar. It's true that there are many powerful people in our Yelang Kingdom, but there are still some people who are trying to catch fame!"

"Hehe, this guy is not here to perform, but to make a laugh."

A series of mocking voices gradually increased.

But at this moment,
Click on the bricks on the table.

It broke, and then cracked with a "Ka Ka Ka".

Finally, with a "bang", it exploded completely and turned into powder.

"This……"

"This, this, this!"

"This is impossible!"

The audience around were startled.

One palm, turning bricks into powder?
True Hercules palm?
But soon, even more surprising things continued!
I saw a pile of bricks next to me,
The crackling sound resounded, each cracked!
The crevice texture is clearly visible!
Bang bang bang!
Bricks and bricks are all bursting!
into powder...

These dense powder, with the breeze, swirls, sweeps, and spreads in the air like a sandstorm!
"Brick Dust Storm"

"Ah! my eyes..."

(End of this chapter)