The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 14 The Power of Combining Hardness and Softness

Chapter 14 The Power of Combining Hardness and Softness

Blocked by Ling Jian, Ling Hantian's expression was calm. Now that he has mastered the combination of hardness and softness, he happened to use this Ling Jian to try his hand.

Ling Hantian put Cun Jin Sha in his arms, glanced at Ling Jian mockingly, and said casually.

"Ling Jian, are you an idiot? Do you think I will tell you or will I believe your words?"

"you wanna die."

Ling Jian was furious, he had no hope that Ling Hantian would tell him, he just wanted to tease Ling Hantian, but he didn't want Ling Hantian's mouth to be so poisonous.

Without even thinking about it, he punched Ling Hantian in the face.

If there is a disagreement, do it immediately.

This is Ling Jian's arrogance, because he is stronger than Ling Hantian, and there are people behind him, so he is not afraid of the Ling family's family law.

Looking at Ling Jian's angry punch, Ling Hantian's eyes boiled with fighting spirit.

This Ling Jian's cultivation base has reached the late stage of the second level of body training, and his physical strength is no less than five hundred catties, which is just used to test the power of combining hardness and softness.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Hantian slapped out his palm, as elegant and nimble as a fallen leaf, gently wrapping around Ling Jian's fist.

Immediately afterwards, he borrowed his strength and easily released the opponent's strength. In an instant, his right hand formed a fist, and he punched out fiercely.

"It's good to use strength to fight. It is rumored that Ling Hantian is a waste material. It seems that the rumors are wrong. This Ling Hantian's strength is no less than five hundred catties!"

The guarding deacon's eyes lit up, and he whispered softly.

Ling Jian didn't expect Ling Hantian to be able to remove his angry punch so easily, and even blasted a heavy punch.

But fortunately, he is also a martial artist in the late stage of the second level of body training, with his left hand forming a palm, standing in front of his chest, with the real energy in his skin beating, and resisting Ling Hantian's fierce punch.

"boom!"

A muffled voice came out, Ling Jian was shocked by Ling Hantian's punch and retreated again and again. After two or three meters, he managed to stabilize his figure, but Ling Hantian remained motionless.

At the snap of your fingers, judge between superiors and inferiors.

"What? Even Ling Jian is no match for Ling Hantian, how powerful is Ling Hantian?"

The boy in yellow was so startled that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. Ling Jian was in the late stage of the second level of body training, and his physical strength exceeded five hundred catties, while Ling Hantian was only perfect in the first level of body training.

A few days ago, in the strength test in the Martial Arts Field, it was less than [-] catties. In just a few days, he was able to knock back Ling Jian's punch so far.

"This, how is this possible..."

The pink-faced boy froze in place, and Ling Hantian was able to contend head-on with Ling Jian, who was in the late stage of the second level of body training, without losing the wind.

Suddenly, an unbelievable thought came to the pink-faced boy's heart: Could it be that Ling Hantian will really be able to defeat Ling Sen in a month's time.

"Well, very well,"

Ling Jian originally wanted to teach Ling Hantian a lesson calmly, but he didn't want to be knocked back by Ling Hantian's punch.

His face was flushed red, and he laughed out of anger: "Ling Hantian, it seems that I have underestimated you. You really have two brute strengths, which are worthy of my combat skills."

Before the words fell, Ling Jian yelled wildly, and when he flipped his palms, his true essence swelled, and one hand turned red, and a strong oppression pervaded the air, faintly shattering gold and cracking stones.

"Broken Golden Palm!"

"Ling Jian was completely enraged. He took it seriously and used a mortal middle-grade combat skill. This time, Ling Hantian will be disabled if he is not killed."

The young man in yellow folded his arms and looked at Ling Hantian with pitiful eyes, as if he had seen Ling Hantian lingering on his last breath under Suijin's palm.

Combat skills are divided into four major grades, which are Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Fan in sequence. Each major grade is divided into upper, middle and lower grades. The higher the quality of combat skills, the greater the attack power.

Ling Hantian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a blue-black color flashed in his eyes.

See through true essence, open!
In an instant, Ling Hantian had already seen the route of the true energy in the Broken Gold Palm.

The route of the true energy in the Broken Gold Palm is not very smooth, on the contrary, there are many places that are relatively jerky. Obviously, this Ling Jian has only initially mastered this combat skill.

Warriors have different levels of cultivation and comprehension of combat skills, which are divided into beginner level, proficient level, and perfect level.

It is very difficult for ordinary warriors to practice a combat skill to perfection. Unless it is the person who created this combat skill, most people can only master it.

Judging from the Broken Gold Palm used by Ling Jian, he has only reached the elementary level, with limited power and full of loopholes.

Ling Hantian lowered his waist and retracted his abdomen, held his breath and concentrated his attention, and punched the gleaming golden palm, directly hitting the weakest point of the Broken Gold Palm, so as to break the surface.

With Ling Hantian's punch, the deacon's eyes lit up, and he said in shock.

"Instantly judge the weakness of the opponent's combat skills, such a terrifying insight. This Ling Jian will definitely lose."

The voice of the deacon guarding the pavilion had not yet fallen, only a dull impact sounded.

"boom!"

The powerful counter-shock force made Ling Hantian tremble slightly.

At the moment, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, the true essence is the second life of a warrior, only with the true essence, can a stronger power erupt!

"Crack!"

The sound of bone cracking sounded, and Ling Hantian looked up, only to see Ling Jian lying on the ground in pain, his right hand was obviously broken, and a pair of vicious eyes were full of unwillingness and extreme humiliation.

The eyeballs of the boy in yellow almost fell to the ground, his originally pitiful eyes instantly turned into incredulity, and then fear.

The pink-faced boy's face was completely deformed. He opened his mouth wide, and there was a grunting sound in his throat, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After flicking his sleeves, Ling Hantian didn't even look at Ling Jian and the others, and said calmly: "Jian Ling, go back and tell Ling Sen that I will take his life in a month's time."

Hearing this, Ling Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, and was so angry that he passed his breath.

(End of this chapter)