Chapter 1085

However, Qiu Yun can also feel that his new fighting spirit is still very vain. If he does not consolidate it well, it will not only affect his combat effectiveness, but also make his cultivation fall to the level of a third-order martial artist.

Out of the harm of these two crops, Qiu Yun mobilized the torrent of fighting Qi in his body, wrapped the Dantian, penetrated into it, and warmed up the fighting Qi between the Dantian wall and the Dantian, so as to achieve the purpose of consolidating cultivation.

In the process of warming up, Qiu Yunqian's divine consciousness found that the fighting spirit that had originally fluctuated in the Dantian calmed down after constant warming up, and curled up there like a baby.

Qiu Yun knew that the vain cultivation had been consolidated for him, and he breathed a little tired.

"Now nearly half of the fighting torrent of shenghuadan is left, which can be used to improve itself." Qiu Yun gasped and moved the remaining torrent of fighting Qi in his body to wash away his limbs and bones.

This torrent of fighting spirit is extremely gentle, just like the most gentle water in the world, washing his body, constantly infiltrating into the depths of his body, with bursts of cool feeling.

Before Qiu Yun came to this world, he grew up eating cereals and other worldly foods. Over the years, he must have accumulated a lot of dross in his body.

The fact did not come out of Qiu Yun's expectation. When the torrent of fighting was infiltrating, there were black dirt oozing from his body with a fishy smell. In just a moment, there was a layer on his body surface.

After a quarter of an hour, Qiu Yun's body surface has accumulated a thick layer. The whole person has become a black man, and the whole bedroom is filled with a fishy smell.

Qiu Yun repressed his disgusting desire. When his divine consciousness checked his body, he felt that the torrent of fighting Qi in his body had been consumed. He immediately stopped practicing.

There is a water source in the bedroom. Qiu Yun takes off his clothes and trousers, cleans his body, and then changes into a set of clean clothes and trousers.

At this time, the bedroom was already smelly. Qiu Yun naturally could not stay here. He opened the door and went out.

When he came to the outside of the residential building, the gusts of breeze came to his face. Qiu Yun only felt refreshed, his body seemed to be light, and his mind became very clear. This is naturally the improvement effect of Shenghua pill.

In addition, Qiu Yun felt his strength almost doubled, so he tried to clench his fist.

Qiu Yun didn't urge him to fight. He just clenched his fist with simple strength and sounded with a crisp sound.

Moreover, Qiu Yun can clearly feel that when his five fingers are clenched, there is a continuous burst of power in his body, waves of fists surge towards him, and an extremely terrible power converges in the heart of his fist in an instant.

Qiu Yun felt the power. He threw a punch in front of him out of thin air. The fierce fist wind swept through the air, and there was a faint sound of gas explosion.

"My strength now is estimated to be more than twice that of the original. Shenghua pill is really a good thing!" Qiu Yun was delighted.

"Do you know I'm coming, so you're scared silly?"

Several figures came from the front, and Kurosaki took the lead. He saw Qiu Yun bombarding the air from a distance. He was stunned and strode towards Qiu Yun. His joking voice, mixed with fighting spirit, rumbled like thunder.

The whole residential building of the junior class seemed to vibrate at this time.

In the residential building, all the students heard the sound and their eyes flashed sharply. They quickly swept out of the bedroom and flew towards the outside. At present, they don't want to miss such a good play.

On the vast open space in front of the residential building, Qiu Yun heard the familiar voice. His boom stagnated, then fell down, his eyes looked cold, and a group of people led by Kurosaki walked quickly with bad looks.

Among them, the highest cultivation is heizaki, who is the fifth level martial artist. It is said that the cultivation of the black devil has reached the sixth level martial artist. It can be seen that the black devil has not come.

Qiu Yunxin has doubts. He defeated heiqi in the college assessment before, but now heiqi dares to come to him for bad luck. Does he think it's easy to bully him if there are many people?

"Yes, he was a fourth-order martial artist before, but now he has broken through, or has he gained confidence?" Qiu Yun's heart whispered softly.

"Answer me." Heiqi came to Qiu Yun's front, his eyelids drooping, like a noble in the sky, staring at Qiu Yun proudly, with an indisputable taste of command in his tone.

Now, even without the protection of the black devil, it is easy to defeat Qiu Yun with his cultivation.

So at this time, he has completely ignored Qiu Yun. Qiu Yun is a cheap ant in his eyes. If he wants Qiu Yun to die, he can stretch out his foot and crush him. It doesn't bother at all.

"What are you?" Looking at heiqi, who thinks highly of himself, Qiu Yun asked faintly. This guy is a little superior, so he can't help but show it.

"Now there's a good play!"

At this time, all the students of the residential building came out and formed a huge circle. They surrounded the confrontation Qiu Yun and heiqi in the middle. They were excited to hear their tit for tat words.

Under the gaze of many eyes, Kurosaki blinked his puzzled eyes and immediately smiled: "what am I?"

In the next moment, Kurosaki's face suddenly became ferocious. He suddenly stepped down, and his vigorous fighting spirit roared away, like a rolling storm, which contained the breath of the fifth level martial arts, and many students around him fell in all directions.

"What do you call me? I really don't know where your confidence is." Kurosaki stares at Qiu Yun jokingly. After the oppression brought by the first war with Qiu Yun, he finally breaks through the shackles of the fourth level warrior for many years.

Just now he thought Qiu Yun didn't see that his accomplishments had broken through. At this time, he broke out his accomplishments so that Qiu Yun could feel it.

Now his cultivation has broken through. Qiu Yun is no longer his enemy. He wants to see how Qiu Yun is arrogant with him!

Heiqi stares at Qiu Yun and wants to see the horror and fear from Qiu Yun's face. Then he takes the opportunity to make a big mockery to save the face he lost when he lost the war to Qiu Yun.

However, the facts made him confused. Qiu Yun's face didn't even fluctuate. He was unusually calm. Qiu Yun's voice was also particularly calm: "is this your strength?"

The doubt on Kurosaki's face was replaced by a sneer. He said with a provocative smile: "at least it's no problem to clean up you."

"Then I'll ask for some advice." Qiu Yun staggered his legs and posed to do it.

"Since you don't see the coffin and don't shed tears, you want to humiliate yourself, then I'll help you." Kurosaki looked at Qiu Yun contemptuously. This fool clearly saw his cultivation breakthrough, but he had to fight with him.

"Brother Hei, the big guy is waiting to see you show your power." Kurosaki's colleagues retreated to the rear. Some of them opened their mouths with a smile and immediately sounded several harmonies.

"Qiu Yun's anger at Kurosaki's destruction of his bedroom has stunned his head. He even asks for trouble."

"That's right."

The onlookers were not good-looking, and Qiu Yun sighed one after another. The previous expectations had dissipated, because the next battle result was clear and 100% would end in Qiu Yun's disastrous defeat.

Qiu Yun ignored those small glances, just stared at the disdainful heiqi in front and said with a smile, "take my fist."

"No matter how many punches you give, I will take it steadily." Kurosaki despised the tunnel. He carried his left hand behind his back. With his cultivation, one hand can erase Qiu Yun or insult Qiu Yun more effectively.

Qiu Yun smiled indifferently, his fingers clenched tightly, and a steady stream of strength burst out in his body, pouring into his fist like a flood.

A moment later, Qiu Yun closed his lips and felt the power of the fist heart. He showed a confident smile. When his fist blew out, the iron pier could blow down, which was not strong.

Qiu Yun stepped out and turned into an uncertain shadow. He swayed and appeared in front of heizaki. His fist was tight and smashed out like a boring shell.

The fierce fist wind roared and made a whistling sound. The fist power was terrible.

The fist expanded rapidly in heiqi's pupil, and his face changed slightly. He could detect the extraordinary of Qiu Yun's fist, so he didn't dare to underestimate it at all. Similarly, he didn't urge the fighting spirit, and just blew it out.

Kurosaki could predict that he might not have the upper hand this time, so he decided to take the initiative to defeat Qiu Yun with a powerful advantage in fighting spirit.

This time, because Qiu Yun didn't use fighting spirit, he naturally couldn't use it. Otherwise, wouldn't he say he was inferior to Qiu Yun?

"Click!" As soon as Kurosaki had made a strategy, his fist shook with Qiu Yun's fist. There was no expected roar, but a sound of broken bones. Then they heard a pig like cry, and saw the bleeding of Kurosaki's fist

In recent years, his arms were also distorted in an exaggerated posture, and his face was distorted by severe pain.

Click!

Qiu Yun's fist made heiqi's arms bend. His fist quickly turned into a palm, like a sharp eagle's claw. Then he firmly held heiqi's head and neck like a steel hoop, with a slight crisp sound.

"Wow!"

There was a great uproar at the scene. Qiu Yun, who they thought was not heizaki's opponent, defeated heizaki with only one sweep?!

This incredible scene made many people stay on the spot and suddenly rubbed their eyes, thinking that they had gone astray.

"Is that your strength?"

In the eyes of everyone in the audience, Qiu Yun smashed heizaki with a fist, clasped his palm, raised him high, looked at his face that twitched because of pain, and laughed sarcastically“ You... You are just more powerful than me. If I used fighting spirit just now, it will be the opposite result! " Kurosaki kicked his legs in the air. Because the roar was not smooth, his cheeks rose red. At this time, it was easy for him to breathe. He immediately sneered at Qiu Yun

The is full of regret. He should have used fighting spirit before. In that case, the current situation is absolutely impossible.

"Fighting spirit?"

Qiu Yun was stunned. He immediately looked at heizaki, who seemed to be able to cure him with fighting spirit, and said with a smile: "do you think only your fighting spirit is not what it used to be?" When heiqi's pupil shrinks slightly, Qiu Yun stomps on the soles of his feet, the earth trembles, and a fighting storm belonging to the fourth level warrior sweeps away!