Chapter 569

The slow speed of this punch is that when the old lady comes to see it, she can see it clearly and hide it.

However, on his wasted face, he suddenly put away his smile. It seems that he attaches great importance to this punch.

Moreover, he even gently praised: "well, it's true that you don't lose several military kings. With this fist, your combat power has stepped into the ranks of congenital experts!"

Yes, although Wang Bing is a congenital master, his cultivation skills have great defects.

It felt like giving a child the latest weapon, but he couldn't use it at all.

Wang Bing, however, is just like this.

However, today, he failed in two fists, but in front of such a good live rake, he suddenly realized his strength.

This is not only his great understanding, but also his great talent.

Unexpectedly, it was at this time that he realized the way of exerting force and could send out his innate strength through this fist.

Although he was still unfamiliar, he didn't move and let him play, so he can naturally release and adjust this punch slowly.

Brother Huo on one side also seemed dignified at the moment, because he also saw the doorway.

If he and Wang Bing can share the same score before, then Wang Bing will surely lose in this boxing!

Unless he can cultivate the true fire of his life to the extent driven by his arm, he can defeat Wang Bing, but if they work hard, he can't retreat.

Although Shangguan YunRuo also stepped into the door of truth cultivation, her accomplishments were all wasted communicating with her mind and brought to her. Only a few were cultivated by herself.

For her, only the cultivation of true Qi, the promotion is only the realm. When it comes to actual combat, it is really almost nothing, so her vision naturally can not reach the level of brother Huo and waste.

So instead, she became extremely relaxed.

After all, in her opinion, Wang Bing's punch was obviously intentional drainage.

It was clear that Wang Bing knew that he would return without success if he hit one punch with all his strength, and because he had said in vain that he would worship the teacher if his three punches did not work, so Wang Bing was eager to worship the teacher, so he deliberately released water.

Under such different thoughts, Wang Bing's slow punch finally reached the wasted chest.

There is no imaginary momentum, let alone predictable dust. There is only a plain and light, no flower and skill, and a real punch.

But this time, Wang Bing and vanity did not move.

There was no retreat in vain, nor did Wang Bing.

But if you look closely, you can see that the wasted chest is suddenly concave, and Wang Bing's fist is sucked in out of thin air.

This feeling is very strange.

Although such scenes often occur in movies and TV dramas, they all hit the lower abdomen.

After all, the lower abdomen is soft and weak. It's nothing to sink deeply into it, but it's really an illusion to do this in the chest.

Is there no bone in it?

This is the view of ordinary people, but what brother Huo sees is different.

He saw that there was a light layer of four-color energy around his wasted body, which was protecting his body, especially in his chest.

It's not a big problem for a master like brother Huo to sink his chest.

However, it is the most difficult to quietly dissolve the explosive power of this punch into invisibility.

Brother Huo looked very carefully. He saw that the thin layer of four-color Qi covering the body surface wasted outside the body flowed very fast, and the four-color Qi was also mixed with colorful energy. If he was not a cultivator, he could not see these at all. Of course, if he was not careful observation, he was also a fire attribute of cultivation, It may not be found.

I saw that with Wang Bing's boxing to the wasted chest and wasted the periphery of the body, the four-color genuine Qi was mixed with colorful energy, and the flow was very rapid.

At the same time, it also brought down other forces, all of which flowed to the earth under the feet of idleness.

Even feel more carefully, you can feel that the earth seems to be trembling slightly.

Brother Huo's heart moved. He immediately understood how waste resisted Wang Bing's power.

He used the power of the five elements to communicate with the thick soil in the earth, but directly transferred the power of Wang Bing to the earth.

This is really unexpected, but reasonable.

After all, it's the five elements of heaven, thunder and true fire that waste and integrate. It's natural that there is the power of the five elements in the body and the power of the thick earth to communicate with the earth.

But he turned to think that this was not the greatest power wasted.

If it is a waste of time, he will fill his whole body with the true fire of his five elements life. Hey, Wang Bing is no matter how strong he is, he doesn't dare to hit his body directly with his fist.

After all, the life of the five elements is really strong, but it's not covered!

In terms of physical strength, it can't compete with it at all.

Therefore, from the beginning, idleness had the upper hand, but he didn't use his strongest moves, because he couldn't fight these three punches.

After all, Wang Bing is not a true cultivator. No matter how talented he is, he may not be able to understand the combat skills of concentrating internal Qi on the surface of his fist.

It may be conceivable, but being able to do it is another matter.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen, and the pictures were still at the moment when Wang Bing's fist contacted the wasted chest.

But Wang Bing was still smiling in vain, but he was sweating all over his body. It was like being watered. He was in an unspeakable embarrassment.

In this case, anyone can see that Wang Bing has lost the wind.

"Wang Bing, admit defeat!" Shangguan YunRuo also saw it, so she shouted at Wang Bing.

After all, Wang Bing is her subordinate. She doesn't think of an accident.

However, it's not that Wang Bing doesn't want to admit defeat, but that he can't even speak now, because the wasted chest seems to have an unspeakable magic, which makes him feel the strength of his whole body pouring into the wasted along his fist, involuntarily.

At the moment, even if he wanted to withdraw his fist, he couldn't speak at all. It can be said that at the moment, his Qi has been locked in vain.

If this situation continues for a while, he has no doubt that he will be sucked into dryness by waste.

So he was really scared.

However, the situation has developed to this point, but he can no longer control it. The initiative is in the hands of waste.