MTL - Master of Fist-Chapter 22 Dacheng

Blast out with one punch!

"call."

Jiang Heng only felt depressed and didn't polish the Black Sand Fist any more, but practiced the Bloodline Fist which was already close to Dacheng!

As the situation has become increasingly urgent recently, Jiang Heng has been practicing the Blood Line Fist more and more.

It seems that there is a faint premonition that there will be an amazing transformation after the completion of the Bloodline Fist!

One punch and two punches, each time there is no superimposition of blood, just a simple blood line punch.

All moves are blood demons!

Even if there is no superimposed qi and blood, every punch has the strength close to that of a cow!

bang bang!

Every punch makes a whirring sound, a war hammer with ordinary impact!

But all of a sudden, Jiang Heng only felt that this punch was extraordinarily different, as if he had found the best point of attack for Xue Fiend.

At the same time, the warm current, which usually doesn't move very much, seems to have found a vent at this moment.

The billowing warmth quickly melted into his flesh and bones, and merged into his exertion movements. When he used this move of blood fiend, he naturally reached the best state.

At this moment, he felt very clearly that the momentum of the fist was full of unstoppable power!

Qi, blood and warmth seem to have found a vent, and the strength of the body is fully integrated at this moment. With the movement of the fist rushing in the body, the momentum of the fist seems to grow rapidly at this moment.

Jiang Heng only felt that the Qi and blood in his body gathered on the front of the fist, and the scorching heat wave quickly condensed on the fist.

"break!"

There seemed to be a sliver of flying fire in midair.

Boom! ~

There was a dull muffled sound in the air, not loud but different from before.

There seemed to be a scorched mist ahead, and the light flickered slightly.

This situation is very similar to the scene after the hot summer sun.

"I, I succeeded?" Jiang Heng stood there in a daze.

Could this be the great success of the Blood Line Fist? !

Jiang Heng couldn't help trying again, and recalled the trajectory of the force just now, and the force followed the fist through the air, only to see one after another in the small courtyard, and there were red heat waves on the fist.

Hot! burn!

This is the characteristic of the Blood Line Fist after its completion.

Jiang Heng didn't superimpose qi and blood, he was simply enjoying Xue Fiend's power-generating skills!

After performing it more than ten times in a row, after thoroughly familiarizing with the trajectory of Blood Fiend's force. Only then did Jiang Heng stop, but at the same time he couldn't suppress his excitement: "The Bloodline Fist has finally come to fruition!

Jiang Heng knew the difficulty of the Blood Line Fist from his third uncle.

According to the third uncle, any martial art needs at least several years or even ten years of hard work if you want to practice it to the top.

The Third Uncle of the Blood Line Fist is only able to practice to the third move of Blood Fiend, but he has not really cultivated to great success.

But he still declared to the outside world that he had achieved success.

Because this blood line fist is only a first-grade martial art after all, and it is still a boxing method, which naturally has many advantages compared to those who wield weapons.

Moreover, the practicality is not strong, and the power without superimposing Qi and blood is far inferior to holding a weapon. One or two punches can be superimposed, and you will be exhausted.

After all, no one is as open as Jiang Heng. So before he could really achieve great success, the third uncle later turned to practice swordsmanship.

But this is not a big problem for Jiang Heng. Moreover, under the nourishment of the mysterious warm current, Jiang Heng's physique is much stronger than that of his peers.

Ordinary people really can't control such an extreme boxing technique as the Blood Line Fist!

That's right!

This Blood Line Fist is indeed a true sword-moving punching method, only one thing is considered, and that is power! In addition, the guy who created this boxing method didn't consider other factors at all!

That's why such weak boxing techniques can be obtained by small forces like Sifang Escort.

After calming down the boiling blood, Jiang Heng let out a long sigh of relief.

It was as if this boxing technique was tailor-made for him.

Combined with the mysterious warm current, Jiang Heng's strength can burst out several times in an instant!

"As long as you practice the Flying Swallow Step to a high level, then you can change the rigid way of dealing with the enemy."

Jiang Heng thought to himself.

Indeed, although the power of the Bloodline Fist is extremely extreme, the corresponding attack method of the Bloodline Fist is very single.

Those of the same rank who are familiar with Jiang Heng's attack methods can easily dodge it.

This is where the benefits of speed come into play.

Wei Wei feels a little regretful, but Jiang Heng is not bothered, after all, his cultivation speed can already be described as terrifying.

"My current strength should be considered top-notch in Hengjiang City, but if I go to Fucheng, I'm afraid it won't be enough."

Jiang Heng thought about it, and sighed in his heart. There are still too few martial arts masters that he can come into contact with at present, and without comparison, he doesn't know how it compares to those second-rank or even third-rank masters!

The day passed quickly, and Jiang Heng still didn't go to the lobby to have a meal with his family today, but asked Laifu and Xiaorou to bring several pots of meat, vegetables and fruits.

Now Jiang Heng's appetite is very big. There are three catties of meat in total, and he eats it in almost three or two bites. Only when he eats it with vegetables, fruits and rice can he feel a satisfying feeling of fullness.

Even if there is a mysterious warm current, this thing cannot completely replace food. However, every time his strength improved, his appetite increased slightly, which annoyed Jiang Heng a little. But don’t look at how much each meal eats, but in fact, martial arts practitioners consume a lot every day, almost all of which have been turned into muscle nourishment to enrich themselves~www.novelbuddy.com~ At night, Jiang Heng didn’t fall asleep early, which made Xiao After Rou fell asleep first in the next room, she read the books she brought from the study by the candlelight.

Recently, Jiang Heng has been carefully studying the world's mountains, rivers, geography and humanities knowledge. Of course, he is more interested in understanding some local weird things that are occasionally mentioned in these books, which can be regarded as a good reference.

At the same time, I also want to find a way to deal with sneakiness, but I haven't found a specific answer after reading many books.

"Could it be sneaky, humans are really invincible?"

Jiang Heng frowned and muttered softly.

I can't help but feel a little discouraged, even though I learned from cheap father before that third-rank warriors already have the power to fight against Sneaky, and can even break up Sneaky's body. However, Sneaky seems to have the characteristic of continuous rebirth, which makes Jiang Heng especially afraid.

Now my strength has improved very quickly, I believe that as long as the mysterious energy is sufficient, it will be a matter of time to step into the third-rank realm. But if you don't solve this characteristic of being unable to kill sneaks, even a third-rank warrior will be useless!

Jiang Heng continued to study helplessly, trying hard to find a little bit of possibility.

Time passed by little by little, and it gradually reached midnight. At this time, the silence outside was a little scary.

Jiang Heng's gaze was still on the book, but gradually he felt something was wrong.

The pages of the book are gradually, gradually being covered with a dark green color.

No!

It's not that the pages of the book are covered with a faint green color, but that the dim yellow candlelight has gradually turned into a faint green color at some point, like a will-o'-the-wisp in the night, very strange!

Jiang Heng looked at the candle in front of him, but his eyes gradually narrowed...