Chapter 147 Feeling comfortable!
Chapter 147 Feeling comfortable!
It was clearly a fist fight.
The attack was carried out with the power of a dragon and a tornado-like gust of wind.
The two touched.
The dragon broke apart and spread in all directions.
The violent wind turned into a current, sweeping up and down, left and right.
Immediately afterwards, two figures passed through the strong wind and collided heavily with each other.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!!
The two figures fought at close range, using all kinds of fierce martial arts. Every collision of their moves was like a thunderclap in the ground.
The boxing skills used by the Tomb Prince have indeed an extraordinary origin.
A hundred years ago, a gifted man of destiny emerged in the Southern Region. With his pair of iron fists, he shook the world.
This man's boxing skills were not so advanced at the beginning. He came from the market and his boxing skills were just so-so. In his first few years in the martial arts world, he kept fighting and losing.
But he is the one who can learn lessons the most. He will review his failures over and over again, draw experience from them and improve his boxing skills.
After a few years of defeat like this, his boxing skills began to improve by leaps and bounds.
After that, they became more and more courageous and won battle after battle.
At that time, although there was also the saying of "two gangs, three halls, five sects and one village" in Nanling, many of them have been replaced now.
At that time, he would go to challenge anyone who had some reputation.
In this way, they marched all the way from Nanling Mountains across Tongtianling Mountains and fought their way to the north of the mountains.
His boxing skills have reached a peak.
This man's punches are as fast as the wind, and the wind carries the force of the fist. Once it is launched, the fist in all directions is as fast as a strong wind.
Not only is it difficult to grasp, but no one can resist the wind from his fists and will be blown away by them, making it difficult to get close to him.
So he named this set of boxing skills as "Ten Directions Fierce Wind Fist"!
This boxing style incorporates the strengths of hundreds of schools, and its foundation lies in the coordination of hands and feet.
Because one needs to face the ten directions, one's body movements cannot be ordinary, so the most important thing is body movement, followed by fist power.
There are not many boxing moves, only ten in total.
With every move, the internal energy drives the wind, and the wind boosts the power of the fist.
In this way, the inside and the outside are combined, it is ingenious but not artificial, yet sharp and powerful, with infinite power.
In the past, it was known as the "Nanling Divine Fist"!
However, after the battle in Lingbei, this person disappeared.
Some people say that he went to the Five Emperors City in the Central Region of Shenzhou to challenge the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, but was ultimately defeated.
But some people also say that he was tired of the fighting and killing in the martial arts world, so he lived in seclusion in the mountains and ignored worldly affairs.
There are many different opinions, but no one can tell whether they are true or false.
Now the Tomb Prince is using this set of [Ten Directions Fierce Wind Fist].
His punches were fierce and his movements were varied. He had a response to every move Chu Qing made.
The two men attacked each other, sometimes raising a strong wind all over the sky, sometimes scattering frost all over the ground, sometimes roaring like a dragon, and sometimes howling like an angry man that shocked the sky.
They fought all the way from the gate of Tianji Tower. Chu Qing was like a wisp of green smoke, while Lord Tomb was like riding the wind and waves. They fought for several rounds in the air. Lord Tomb accidentally revealed a flaw, and was hit between the chest and abdomen by Chu Qing's Flying Dragon in the Sky, and was knocked away with one palm.
There was a loud bang, and the Tomb Prince penetrated the thick stone wall and smashed directly into the Tianji Tower.
Chu Qing used the Golden Goose Skill to turn his body, and stepped into the void like a wisp of green smoke, and broke into the Tianji Tower. A violent roar sounded again, and fierce winds swept out from the doors and windows of the Tianji Tower.
This caused all the people who were fighting with the Tianxie Cult disciples to be shocked.
Just when he was not paying attention, he heard another muffled sound, and the Tomb Prince flew out of the Tianji Tower like a cannonball and fell directly into the crowd.
His feet landed on the ground with a bang, and he sank more than half a foot into the ground. The plow moved backwards, and the ground dug out a deep trench for him. He slid for three to five feet like this before he stabilized his body.
Everyone looked at him and found another fist mark between his chest and abdomen, which was still forming ice.
The Tomb Prince laughed heartily, his whole body shook, and the ice on his chest was immediately shaken off.
Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hands and grabbed the two people around him.
He took the two men and turned around, throwing them like boulders towards Chu Qing who was rushing towards him.
Chu Qing saw clearly that one of them was a disciple of the Tianxie Cult, and the other was a martial arts expert who came with Wen Fusheng.
He immediately took a breath and flicked his sleeves, and the martial arts expert cried out in surprise, and his body rolled upwards like a giant spinning top.
The disciple of Tianxie Cult was panicked at first, but when he came to his senses, he rushed to kill Chu Qing with one palm.
But Chu Qing was filled with cold air and suddenly punched out.
Before the palm strike could reach his body, a fist shadow had already hit the cult disciple in the chest. From then on, ice spread all over his body, and he turned into an ice sculpture.
At this moment, Chu Qing had already arrived in front of him. He raised his hand to turn him around, and then pressed his palm on the man's feet.
The ice sculpture immediately flew towards the Tomb Prince.
But before they could get close, a strong wind blew and the cult disciples were torn into pieces.
Chu Qing came up to him and punched out with a cold air covering all directions.
The Tomb Prince threw a punch at the same time, and there was a dull thud. A strong wind rose along with the cold wind, and the people who were close to him felt like they were living a fate worse than death.
It was as if I had arrived in the bitterly cold land of the Far North in an instant, with freezing weather and biting cold winds!
But this was just the beginning. Chu Qing's fists were like rain, and for a moment the sky was full of fist shadows.
The Tomb Prince was not willing to be outdone and started to fight back.
The two men's fists were seen intertwining and striking each other. The terrain around them changed at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was a loud bang, accompanied by a strong cold wind and rolling dust, which spread in all directions in the blink of an eye.
This momentum is really huge!
The place where the Tomb Prince had just landed was among the crowd. The two sides were fighting fiercely with casualties on both sides.
The arrival of these two people abruptly disrupted the originally lively scene into pieces.
Those who had no time to dodge were almost instantly covered by the aftermath of the fight between the two men. They were either torn and covered with scars by the wind from the fists, or frozen by the cold air that covered their entire body in the blink of an eye.
"retreat!!!"
No one knew who shouted like that, but at that moment, no matter whether it was the Tianxie Cult or the many martial arts masters in the martial arts world, they no longer had time to fight and retreated one after another.
Only Chang Wei and Shao Ziheng had cloudy eyes and totally ignored the current situation. They were hit by the King of Hell's Order and were originally controlled by the Tomb King. But now the Tomb King was fully focused on fighting Chu Qing and had no time to take care of these two people. Therefore, they did not know how to seek benefits and avoid harm and wanted to fight with all their might.
As a result, Shao Ziheng was one step faster and rushed towards Sun Xiaoxiang, but Chang Wei was one step slower and his feet were frozen by Chu Qing's frost air. The frost air spread along his feet, and he was frozen in place for a moment, unable to move.
The scene before my eyes was like a natural disaster.
Everyone in the venue felt their heads buzzing when they saw this.
After this struggle, Wen Fusheng pulled his hand free, turned the Yan Tianxing Imperial Power, and slammed towards Shao Ziheng.
His sword shadows fell into the range of Yan Tianxing's power and suddenly became as slow as an old cow. Wen Fusheng pointed a finger at his forehead and with a bang, his body was thrown away and died on the spot.
Sun Xiaoxiang stared at the fierce fight, her expression changing several times:
"Do you need to meddle in other people's business?"
But these words were said to Wen Fusheng.
Wen Fusheng's face darkened:
"Is this how the Ghost Emperor's disciples speak and act?"
"Humph."
Sun Xiaoxiang sneered, turned around and suddenly rushed towards Tianji Tower.
But before he could get close, he heard a loud bang, and coffins were thrown out. The coffins rolled down, and corpses fell out from them. Each corpse was a Tomb Prince wearing a gray robe and a mask with the word "Tomb" on it!
Sun Xiaoxiang's eyelids twitched slightly, and she saw an old monk with a naive look on his face walking out of the building.
After exchanging a glance with Sun Xiaoxiang, Sun Xiaoxiang sneered:
"You need to give an explanation."
"If the Ghost Emperor were to ask, I would have explained it to you. Why ask me?" The monk patted his belly and laughed.
"Can I explain it to you? If you have the ability, go ask Shang Qiuyu!"
"Bastard!"
Sun Xiaoxiang was immediately furious, but before she could explode, a figure flashed before her eyes. She turned back suddenly and saw that the person who was in Tianji Tower was not the monk, but had already come to Wen Fusheng's side.
After a moment of hesitation, Sun Xiaoxiang took a deep breath and walked towards the Tianji Tower.
At this moment, the two people who were constantly fighting each other had already thrown hundreds of punches.
But the momentum did not diminish in the slightest.
Wen Fusheng's eyes were solemn, his only worry was how deep Chu Qing's internal strength was. After this fierce fight, the loss of his internal energy must be huge.
How long can he hold on?
He wanted to take the risk of rushing in and fighting together with Chu Qing, but he was worried that as soon as he left, the disciples of the Tianxie Cult would break into the formation and kill people.
It doesn’t matter to others, Wenrou, Biancheng, Mo Duxing and others are all in the formation.
There is no room for error, especially in tenderness.
Just as I was feeling anxious, I heard a loud noise that was completely different from the one just now.
That was a dragon roar!!
There was a dragon roar, and a white dragon-shaped energy, wrapped in heavy frost, was seen, pushing the Tomb Prince back and knocking him out from the dust-covered place.
He placed his fists on the dragon-shaped energy. His clothes were torn in several places, revealing his grayish-white skin.
His body was pushed by this huge force and he couldn't help but retreat.
It crossed the open space in front of Tianji Tower and crashed into the building in Tianji Valley.
That building could not stop his steps. Walls collapsed and houses collapsed as he hit them. Everything he passed through was shattered as the dragon-shaped energy roared.
The stone houses and the Tianji Valley, the ultimate formation that Tianji Jushi had spent countless efforts to build, were torn apart by this move.
It is worth noting that some of those who had entered the formation earlier and wanted to get ahead of others were trapped in the formation with no way in or out.
Some were injured by the machine gun and were trying to save themselves in the battle array.
As a result, the dragon-shaped energy came with unstoppable force, carrying the Tomb Prince with it and attacking them violently, allowing them to find a way out.
But before he could rush forward, he was injured by the frost left along the way.
The frost could not bind them all in place and turn them into ice sculptures.
However, the cold air covering Chu Qing's palm power not only knocked them back, but also penetrated into their bodies, making them suffer terribly for a while.
Finally, the Tomb Prince stopped.
He was still in the posture of swinging his fists, and the clothes on his entire upper body had been completely shredded.
A huge crack appeared on the mask.
But there was still no injury on his body.
His breathing was a little rapid, and he looked up at Chu Qing in the distance.
Chu Qing was still dressed in blue, her clothes were not damaged, and even her hair seemed to be undone.
Walk forward and stroll leisurely in the garden.
The Tomb Prince grinned:
"What a powerful palm technique. Unfortunately... you still can't break my body protection magic!"
"Then, Your Majesty, have you figured out my weight?"
Chu Qing's voice was transmitted with internal force, causing the Tomb Prince's pupils to shrink suddenly.
There was still a lot of energy in the voice. The two of them exchanged hundreds of punches in one breath, even though the Tomb Prince initially believed that the internal strength of his body in the tomb was definitely better than Chu Qing's.
But at this moment... I couldn't help but feel shaken in my heart.
Why does Chu Qing look as if he has never consumed any energy?
At this point in the fight, Tomb Prince was certain that Chu Qing had used all his strength... but now he was not so sure.
If his inner strength was not as profound as the abyss and the sea, how could he be so calm and composed?
He wanted to say more, but Chu Qing didn't give him a chance to speak.
His body is like flying green smoke and his fist is like thunder and frost.
The Tomb Prince suddenly gathered his inner strength and rushed forward with his foot.
The two figures immediately fought again.
However, this time the fight was no longer a standing battle. The Tomb Prince could not afford to attack and could only move around.
Two figures were seen flying back and forth, each move brought with them great power, their fists landed on the houses, the houses collapsed, and when they fell to the ground, the ground collapsed.
Rising from the ground and soaring into the air, Chu Qing stepped on the ground with both feet and attacked with both palms.
The sound of the dragon's roar was mixed with boom, boom, boom, boom, and there were constant explosions wherever it passed.
The crowd, who had seen Chu Qing and the Tomb Prince fighting far away, were about to continue the fight to the death, but the two men fought back again. The people who were about to gather together, all retreated and stood still to watch.
Chu Qing pushed the Tomb Prince all the way to the wall of Tianji Tower.
The Tomb Prince used the wall for leverage, and the two figures went up together with fists and palms.
The strong wind either swept through the sky or created huge holes on the Tianji Tower.
Seeing that he was getting higher and higher, Chu Qing suddenly changed his stance, and his palm came out like a knife, aiming straight at the Tomb Prince's throat.
The Tomb Prince subconsciously lowered his head, trying to clamp Chu Qing's palm knife with his chin, but Chu Qing tilted his palm, rushed forward, bent his elbow, and smashed down on the Tomb Prince's head from top to bottom.
With a crackling sound, the Tomb Prince was knocked down by the blow and bowed his head in mid-air, while Chu Qing used the force to fly up.
When the Tomb Prince looked up, he saw Chu Qing falling from the air, drawing a circle with one hand and striking out with the other.
The Tomb Prince roared angrily and wanted to counter with the Ten Directions Fierce Wind Fist. However, since the two of them started fighting, they had consumed a lot of energy... However, this consumption was only effective against the Tomb Prince.
Chu Qing's Mingyu Sutra works from the outside to the inside and is the most durable in combat. Other people's internal strength becomes less and less as they fight, but his becomes more and more.
In fact, what the Tomb Prince said was correct. At the beginning, his internal strength in the tomb was indeed superior to Chu Qing.
But now, one is growing while the other is decreasing, one is almost reaching the bottom, while the other one is still full!
How could the Tomb Prince block such an attack?
Both arms were instantly slapped away by Chu Qing's palm, followed by one palm after another!
The arrogant dragon regrets, the flying dragon in the sky shocks a hundred miles away...
The sound of dragon roar rose up, and one palm after another fell on the chest and abdomen of the Tomb Prince without reservation.
No matter how powerful his body-protecting skills are, they still need to be supported by his internal strength.
Now his internal strength is far less powerful than Chu Qing's. After just three palms, his body-protecting magic power was completely shattered.
However, Chu Qing didn't stop there... He used almost all of the palm techniques, except for the defensive ones, over and over again!
From a height of more than twenty feet, he knocked the Tomb Prince down to the ground!
Finally, he placed his hands between the chest and abdomen of the Tomb Prince, and continued to inject palm power. Dragon-shaped energy flew out from behind the Tomb Prince.
Two figures fell to the ground like meteors, with a loud bang!
The tremendous force swept in all directions in an instant, causing everyone present except Wen Fusheng, the monk, and Sun Xiaoxiang to stagger back. Those with weaker martial arts skills were knocked to the ground and rolled over.
The Tianji Tower next to it, which had never collapsed for hundreds of years, was about to fall...
It wasn't until the smoke cleared that everyone saw it.
A big pit appeared in front of Tianji Tower, which was three feet deep.
The Tomb Prince was beaten into the pit and his entire body was almost turned into a piece of paper.
Chu Qing flew up, turned over and landed at the edge of the pit, moved his hands and feet a little, and stretched his arms:
"I feel relieved. Where is the next one?"
(End of this chapter)