Chapter 309: Splitting the Air Fist

The light slowly dissipated, Ouyang Ming's fists were clenched, and he felt that his strength had returned to its peak again.

After all, his martial arts cultivation base is only at the peak of the Yin rank, although relying on the mysterious footwork and his own powerful various trump cards, he can fight against the strong Yang rank. However, every time they confront each other, a lot of power will be consumed, and the body will also suffer some minor injuries.

However, this is like a piece of low-quality stubborn iron, after thousands of tempers, it finally becomes a process of fine steel.

If there is no such tempering, it is impossible to give birth to a martial arts master.

Fighting against the four yin-rank warriors basically didn't consume any energy. However, the confrontation with the two yang grades made him feel tired, even if he had a belt to improve his physique, he still felt the same.

Of course, this is also because he did not use the realm of the unity of man and nature throughout the whole process, but chose to actively fight with the opponent. Otherwise, with the unity of nature and man and the state of meticulous attention to detail, it is impossible to consume so much.

Compared with the loss of physical strength, the consumption of mental strength becomes negligible.

His mental power is as high as 50 or more, and coupled with the auxiliary effect of the energy-returning necklace, although there is some consumption, but at this moment, he can sense that the mysterious energy from the void is slowly making up for the consumption.

If he could delay the time for more than an hour, his mental strength would surely return to its peak state.

When the halo flickered, everyone in the arena had different thoughts, but no one came on stage. Until the circle of light disappeared completely, a figure jumped onto the ring abruptly. He cupped his fists and saluted Ouyang Ming, and said in a deep voice, "I'm in Lin Xiujing, Xiaxuanchen County, brother Ou, please give me some pointers."

Ouyang Ming was slightly taken aback. Although the two masculinity powerhouses who had ascended to the competition earlier didn't look disdainful, their attitudes were quite clear and they didn't give him enough respect.

But this is also a matter of course, if the Yang rank strong pays respect to the Yin rank warriors,

That's appalling.

However, the new Lin Xiujing not only took the initiative to salute, but also had a feeling of putting himself in a weak position no matter his tone or actions.

Not only did Ouyang Ming feel strange, even the rest of the audience couldn't help talking about it.

However, those yang rank powerhouses who were watching were like sawing gourds, and they didn't say a word.

With a smile, Ouyang Ming said, "Senior, you are being polite." He wondered why this person's attitude was so different.

Although Ouyang Ming and Ji Dao Patriarch also had a brotherly friendship, the situation at that time was completely different. In the face of a blacksmith who can forge magic tools, any Ji Dao ancestor is willing to put down his face to make friends.

But here, he is above the ring. How could these brave and ruthless fighters easily admit defeat?

However, Lin Xiujing didn't have the pretensions of a strong male. He shook his head and said, "It's my honor to be able to fight Brother Ou, please!"

He took a step back, and the breath on his body was gradually released.

Suddenly, Lin Xiujing's figure flickered, and he took the initiative to throw a punch, rushing towards Ouyang Ming's.

Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up slightly, and he only felt a dull pain on the skin on his face, as if it had been scraped by a blade. His eyes narrowed immediately, he didn't dare to face such a weird attack with the most vulnerable part of his body.

With a slight twitch of his toes, Ouyang Ming's body was already receding, and his upper body swayed slightly, giving people a strange illusion of being transformed into two.

Lin Xiujing's face remained unchanged, and his fists flew like flying. Every time he punched out, he could create a strong wind. The power contained in this strong wind was unmatched. body feeling.

It was the first time for Ouyang Ming to encounter such a strange strong wind, and he suddenly had a strange thought.

It was as if he was not fighting an unarmed Yang-rank strong man, but a Yang-rank strong man holding a weapon.

However, when his eyes locked on Lin Xiujing's hands, there was absolutely nothing in the hands of this yang rank strong man.

Ouyang Ming's figure flickered continuously, using his mysterious body skills to confuse Lin Xiujing, making him unable to accurately grasp his own movements, and at the same time distance himself from the opponent as much as possible.

However, after a while, Ouyang Ming's expression became more serious.

Lin Xiujing's martial arts cultivation is at most the third-class Yang rank, which is still inferior to Wu Haohan's. However, the punches he punches are unpredictable, every punch can have some kind of intersection with the empty air, and it will continue to vibrate.

This is an indescribable frequency, and all objects blocked in front of the shock will be attacked indiscriminately.

In terms of the limitations of the ring, as long as Ouyang Ming is still on the ring, he will never be able to completely dodge. Although he continued to use his wonderful body skills to avoid wave after wave of attacks, Lin Xiujing's attack was fierce and his power to cut through the air was endless, making it impossible to guard against.

Ou Yangming's eyes are piercing, he has already entered the realm of the unity of man and nature, while avoiding and resisting the Pokong Fist, he is also carefully observing this technique.

Every time Lin Xiujing made a move, his fist trembled slightly. And it is this peculiar tremor that is able to stimulate the true energy in a strange way, causing the miraculous effect of vibrating the space.

Anyone who is unprepared will feel caught off guard when encountering a sudden encounter, and thus suffer a big loss.

However, when Ou Yangming exercised his body skills to the extreme, he immediately began to slowly take the initiative.

Under the observation of the realm of harmony between man and nature, he is often able to avoid the range of the splitting fist one step ahead and attack from the other side.

Huge spiritual power was boiling in Ouyang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness. At this time, his energy and spirit had climbed to the strongest point, even when he confronted the ancestor of Jidao, it was nothing more than that.

The fist trembles, the air vibrates, and the air splitting fist method.

Slowly, under the unity of nature and man and his meticulous observation, Ou Yangming finally figured out some clues.

Especially in the realm of meticulous attention to detail, Ou Yangming combined the frequency of fist trembling and air vibration, and after confirming each other, he found an inevitable connection.

Suddenly, his feet landed on the ground and stood firm. Facing Lin Xiujing Yaoyao's punch, he also fought back without giving way.

"Crack, crack..."

Two strange sounds erupted almost at the same time, two forces coming from different directions but producing the same effect collided fiercely together.

The void between the two twisted strangely, and a vortex visible to the naked eye appeared.

However, this vortex was fleeting, and it returned to normal in an instant.

But at the moment they are the center of everyone's attention. After seeing the weird scene on the ring, they immediately caused a sensation among the crowd. Especially Wu Hanning, Zuoqiu Hongyuan and the others all had extremely serious expressions on their faces.

This is not a collision of ordinary forces, this is a taboo force.

space power.

In fact, after Lin Xiujing made a move, these top powerhouses had already seen the mystery, and also guessed the origin of Lin Xiujing's identity.

After Wu Haohan's defeat, how could it be possible for someone who still had the guts to enter the competition without some real talent?

However, even including Wu Hanning, no one thought that Ouyang Ming could learn such magical power from Lin Xiujing.

Pikongquan is a legendary secret method related to space, and it is as famous as the spiritual boxing of the royal family.

Ou Yangming was able to learn the method of mental simulation attack from Wu Haohan, it was because he possessed a powerful and extreme spiritual power, so he was able to comprehend it in battle. However, what Lin Xiujing is good at is space boxing...

According to the legend, unless you have the blood of the Lin family, you don't even want to get involved in this unique skill.

However, seeing that Ouyang Ming and Lin Xiujing didn't have the same face, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed impossible to have the blood of the Lin family.

Lin Xiujing's footsteps stopped, his face became extremely ugly, and he said slowly: "Splitting the air..."

Ou Yangming took a step back to relieve the pressure brought by Shicai's boxing, and said with a smile, "So this is the splitting boxing technique, and it really deserves its reputation!"

Lin Xiujing took a deep breath, and said solemnly, "Brother Ou, how did you learn how to split the air?"

Ouyang Ming shrugged his shoulders and said, "We've been fighting each other for such a long time, and we've learned naturally by watching..."

In fact, although what he said was simple, if he did not reach the level of detail, then it would be impossible to see through the relationship between fist wind and space vibration, and it would be impossible to grasp the mystery.

Otherwise, the secret of the Lin family's splitting boxing technique would have been snooped out long ago.

"Naturally...learn?" Lin Xiujing was stunned for a while, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

Ouyang Ming has secretly learned the body skills of the Yan family, the spiritual fist of the martial arts family, and even the secret Qikong boxing method of the Lin family.

When looking at Ouyang Ming's face, a hint of fear suddenly appeared in his heart. Such a character is absolutely unprecedented...

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xiu said abruptly, "Brother Ou, I would like to ask for your advice. When you fought with Brother Wu, did you use a spiritual fist?"

Ouyang Ming hesitated for a moment and said, "Exactly."

Lin Xiujing said in a deep voice: "I want to experience this mental imitation boxing technique, I wonder if it is possible?"

Ouyang Ming pondered for a moment, turned his head and stared at Wu Han, seeing her indifferent appearance, said: "Okay, please."

Lin Xiujing nodded heavily, his body trembled, and he rushed up again. But this time, he didn't use the splitting fist, but stared at Ouyang Ming with anticipation in his eyes.

Suddenly, an indescribable terrifying coercion descended from the sky, enveloping him immediately.

Lin Xiujing's figure trembled, and his performance was much worse than that of Wu Haohan. He immediately made various evasive moves and punched and kicked as if he was fighting someone who didn't exist.

And before he knew it, he not only used the splitting fist again, but also released all his strength without reservation.

Wu Han stared at it for a moment, feeling quite strange in his heart.

Among the martial arts secret methods, although there is a method of mental simulation attack, it does not seem to have such a magical and realistic effect.

That kid, what exactly was tampered with, why even she has a creepy feeling?

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