C32 (1/2)

He had only circulated his Zhen Qi once before stopping the external attack. He was rather disappointed. He slowly got up and patted the dust off of his body, ”The second cycle, I will fight for it myself.” For the past few months, he had been violently sucking spiritual energy to increase his cultivation level. Today, he was preparing to let his Zhen Qi circulate through all the meridians in his body, completing the Tempering Marrow process.

He had wanted to open up all the meridians in his body after breaking through to swordmaster. However, this battle had actually developed into a physical melee. Not to mention that his opponent was a Divine level fist technique. How could he possibly have such a once in a lifetime opportunity?

The violence of a swordmaster was enough to shake the meridians in the body, which provided quite a bit of help for the Spirit Cultivator to forcefully break through his meridians. He was willing to sacrifice everything to raise his strength, in order to restore it to its peak in the shortest amount of time. He was going to take back everything that belonged to him.

After being punched by the middle-aged swordsman, his whole body was in pain. However, this feeling of his power filling every meridian was too comfortable, too familiar, and everything was slowly returning to normal.

”The middle-aged cultivator's morale is so high that it's bursting at the seams. Damn, he actually wants to borrow my fist to open his meridians.” I'll lend you a few more punches. ” This time, he would not beat up Ling Jun.

Luo Xin found it a little hard to accept, the Soul Sword cultivator had already cleansed his marrow? ”Zhou Xing, is this the meridian breakthrough?” Is he still human? ” No matter how abnormal he was, he never would have thought that a person at the Spirit Sword Realm had already completed Purification. This was a domain that only the teachers could explore.

Every cultivator knew about the importance of Acupoint Charging. Not only was Luo Xin unable to accept it, but even the swordsmen were a little mad. He crushed Ling Jun to death with his fist. With a roar, the iron fist carried a strong wind as it struck straight towards the lower abdomen. It did not have any patterns, but it was a ruthless punch.

After completing the first week, the spirits clearly felt that they were 'hungry', and every part of their body thirsted for more spiritual energy. At this time, it would be best to find a place to meditate and cultivate. It was obviously impossible for him to leave right now. Then let the body ”starve” a bit more.

As the iron fist struck, Ling Jun's body suddenly tilted to the right, moving diagonally behind the swordmaster. He circulated his true strength and struck out with his palm.

Boom! The swordmaster did not move an inch. Even his spirit was pushed back ten meters. The swordsmaster turned around with a sneer. ”Flowery moves. Today, I'll tear you apart.” Roar ~ ~ A roar that sounded like a tiger's roar was heard. Chi chi. His outer garment was suddenly bulged to pieces by his enlarged and thickened body.

The ordinary roots of the blood vessels popping out of the bronze-colored muscles coiled around his body. His originally six feet tall body suddenly became more than ten feet tall.

Crazy, this guy practices body techniques. His spirit was truly shocked. It was impossible to win in a melee fight. The sounds of fighting had already attracted the attention of several experts. Even if they won, it would be very hard for them to leave in peace.

Roar! At this time, Luo Xin had also gone mad. With his bare hands, he charged like lightning towards the swordmaster who had turned into a giant. His body was emitting a terrifying black aura. It was obvious that this fellow had used his own strength to strengthen himself.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Luo Xin was already fighting with the swordmaster. The sound of the wind whistling through the air was accompanied by the sound of his fist colliding with his body. It was extremely terrifying.

Violent waves of true energy rippled through everyone's blood. Spirit also joined in the battle.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The three of them fought back and forth from the courtyard outside. Luo Xin, who had been sent flying, smashed into the wall, and the door was smashed by the swordsmaster's iron fist. A huge crater was formed on the ground by Ling Jun's body.

The crowd that had rushed over after hearing the sound could no longer understand what was going on. Three groups of three, no distinction between friend or foe. A teacher level melee battle, the three wild beasts were biting each other.

”President Mo, you can do it! Kill them all!” Someone from the crowd far away began to shout. Damn it, where did these two madmen come from, forcing the chairman of the Prodigal Association to such a state? He was the fourth strongest person in the entire Free City. Not to mention the tyrannical sword art, the mysterious body art of a pair of iron fists caused one's countenance to change upon hearing about it.