Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Feng Yuqiu frowned and asked him if he had dinner? What nonsense!

"Whether I eat or not has nothing to do with you!" Feng Yuqiu said coldly.

Jiang Wuchen waved his hand and said indifferently, "that's different. If you don't eat, your physical fitness will not keep up. You'll lose to me at that time. You're playing a cheeky game because you didn't eat."

Feng Yuqiu's face turned black. "Don't worry, I won't blame you! Only shameless children can say this excuse."

"OK." Jiang Wuchen nodded, then turned around and looked at the people behind him. "This battle between Feng Yuqiu and me is a rare opportunity to observe and learn. You should grasp it."

"Yes, master."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

They all said in unison that watching master duels is the best way to learn practical combat experience.

Zheng Shao and Xiao Cui are deficient in this aspect, but they know Jiang Wuchen's skill and care about this war very much.

Shi Yongfang and Liu Mu were not. They had never seen Jiang Wuchen, and even didn't realize that Jiang Wuchen was a master at the beginning. They just thought he was good at pills.

Later, on the Dragon chopping platform, Jiang Wuchen competed with MI Tuo in alchemy techniques and showed his inner strength and outer strength. Only then did he realize that Jiang Shifu was so powerful and young that he was already a master.

Moreover, compared with the famous alchemy master Migao for many years, it is really admirable that it does not lose the slightest.

But for Jiang Wuchen's actual combat strength, neither of them is clear, especially Shi Yongfang, who is above the top and has never convinced anyone in actual combat experience.

Today, he is more excited to watch the war from the stage than to fight with people on the stage.

Tang Ju narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Yuqiu. Feng Yuqiu didn't look at him at all. He was just a defeated general. He didn't deserve Feng Yuqiu's eyes.

"He's still so arrogant, master Jiang, slap him 18 times for me." Tang Ju said gritting his teeth, "even if you don't kneel down, you'll slap him 18 times."

Eighteen?

It's also specially expressed in numbers. Obviously, there are some stories in it.

Tang Ju didn't say, Jiang Wuchen didn't ask, "well, after today, I don't owe you any more." then he jumped up more than three meters, and a somersault landed on the Dragon chopping platform smoothly.

The action was clean and neat, without any hesitation.

"Oh, look!" Zheng Shao said excitedly, "brother Chen, there's no rain on master... No, it's the rain that didn't fall on him."

When they looked carefully, the thin raindrops seemed to fall on Jiang Wuchen, but Jiang Wuchen's clothes were not wet, as if there was a breath, which evaporated these raindrops in an instant.

"Put your inner strength out!" you Wu looked with a touch of envy. "This is that master Jiang forced the raindrops away by relying on his strong inner strength! This move seems simple, but in fact it fully shows the subtle degree of master Jiang's control of inner strength."

"Such a subtle control, I think he should also be the late master." Tang Ju took a breath and tightened his fist, as if he had become Jiang Wuchen.

On the challenge arena, Jiang Wuchen looked at the haggard Feng Yuqiu with a touch of indifference on his face.

The two people have very different mental outlook. Feng Yuqiu's beard is broken, his clothes are wet by the rain, and his hair is pasted on his scalp like a drowned chicken. Only his rebellious eyes show the strength of his heart.

Feng Yuqiu can keep the rain from wetting his body by relying on his internal strength. The reason why he didn't do so is that he felt a waste of internal strength. Second, if his breath runs a little longer, it will be painful. In order to ensure the battle, he should try to keep some as much as possible.

"When are you going to pretend to be forced?" Feng Yuqiu roared.

Jiang Wuchen shook his head. "I just don't like being wet by rain. It's damp, cold and wet. That feeling... I don't want to experience it in my life."

Feng Yuqiu has never been drowned in the sea water. He simply can't understand Jiang Wuchen's strong rejection of rain or sea water. It's like when people see such creatures after being bitten by dogs or snakes, they will feel sick and afraid from the heart. If they have a knife, they will chop the snake into 100 pieces without hesitation, so as to relieve their hatred.

"Hum, whatever you say, start. Remember, once you start, there is no end, unless you kneel down and beg for mercy!" Feng Yuqiu roared.

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "you are terminally ill and don't know it yet. Come on, practice your hands and let my disciples have a look."

regarded as hopeless?

"You are presumptuous and watch boxing." Feng Yuqiu took a breath, suddenly lifted his right foot and kicked his left foot on the ground. His body was like a sharp arrow and ran to the river without dust in an instant.

Feng Yuqiu's clenched fist stretched out. With the mobilization of the meridians, his powerful internal strength immediately mentioned the fist and immediately spread out from the fist surface.

Boom.

Like a substantive breath, the free falling raindrops fly out, and the raindrops rush to the river like a water sword in an instant.

"How awesome!"

"The master is worthy of being a master, that is, this fist... We can't stop it." Liu Mu exclaimed.

Jiang Wuchen narrowed his eyes. When Feng Yuqiu maximized the strength of his fist, he immediately burst into a punch.

Roar.

A sound like a dragon's chant sounded, and almost considerable internal strength broke out on Jiang Wuchen's fist.

"Master later."

"Master Jiang is also a late master. No wonder... Master Jiang dared to challenge Feng Yuqiu." Shi Yongfang clenched his fist excitedly.

Boom.

The two internal forces collided together, and the raindrops exploded in all directions, followed by the collision of their fists.

Pop.

A thunder like sound sounded, and they made a fist with all their strength. The fist had at least tens of thousands of kilograms of power. The potential energy formed by the collision of tens of thousands of kilograms of power was extremely terrible.

Their bodies retreated, and Jiang Wuchen retreated three steps. Feng Yuqiu deliberately resisted hard, retreated a little more than two steps, and his face was shocked. He didn't expect Jiang Wuchen to arrive at the later stage of the master.

The fist just now was not an ordinary one. It was the explosion of the six Yang palm integrated with the benlei fist. The benlei fist belongs to the hard skill of outsiders, and the six Yang palm belongs to both internal and external cultivation. The combination of the two strengthens the internal strength and fist strength.

Even in the later period of the master, you can't resist this punch at will.

But Jiang Wuchen did it. It still looks very easy.

In the eyes of the audience, Jiang Wuchen retreated three steps and Feng Yuqiu retreated two steps. It seems that Jiang Wuchen has lost the wind. In fact, Feng Yuqiu feels how powerful Jiang Wuchen's seemingly easy fist is.

At this moment, his arm was still numb. The reason why he stepped back two and a half steps was also to show off his ability.

But it doesn't make sense.

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "how many times can you use the power of the punch just now?"

How many times?

"Hundreds of times!" Feng Yuqiu said.

"OK, come!" Jiang Wuchen took the initiative to attack this time. He bounced his feet on the ground and rushed to Feng Yuqiu. He swept his legs like lightning and kicked Feng Yuqiu's head.