The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 348 - 346: Ghost God Fist Second Form

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Chapter 348: Chapter 346: Ghost God Fist Second Form

Xin Lin rubbed a few times, then suddenly felt a cool breeze above her head. Little Guihu was expressionless, staring at her.

Uh, that look in his eyes, to be honest, it really does resemble Gui Hu.

Embarrassed, Xin Lin withdrew her hand.

But just as she was about to retract her hand, the previously motionless Little Guihu suddenly stretched out his.

She saw him throw a punch, Xin Lin’s complexion changed, and she leaped aside with a bounce.

But she saw Little Guihu with a tense, handsome little face, suddenly lifting his hand to a position between his abdomen and stomach, which was the location of the Dantian.

He took a long breath, Xin Lin’s eyes deepened, and she saw a mass of vague black energy continuously coiling within Little Guihu’s Dantian.

His hands, with fingers clenched into fists, slowly swung out.

Looking at his feet again, the stepping pattern formed a semi-circle.

His slim yet resilient waist, while moving with the punch and step, was slowly undulating, like a swimming snake.

Xin Lin suddenly realized that the other party was executing the Ghost God Fist Second Form!

Xin Lin did not dare to be careless, concentrating intensely, she observed every gesture of Little Guihu.

In the room, the beads of lampfire popped and burned.

Xin Lin held her breath and calmly watched Little Guihu.

After a quarter of an hour, Little Guihu had completed a set of the Ghost God Fist Second Form.

If the Ghost God Fist First Level is said to prevail in speed,

The key to Xin Lin’s victory in several Imperial Examinations was her incredibly fast punches; then this Ghost God Fist Second Form, by contrast, is extremely slow.

Each punch was as slow as a snail crawling.

Consequently, Xin Lin was able to accurately observe every punch of Little Guihu.

But each seemingly slow punch was matched with a corresponding stepping method.

Little Guihu, like a spinning top, moved his feet continuously as he punched.

The combination of Boxing and stepping methods was not so easy.

What made Xin Lin blush with shame was that even though Little Guihu’s punches and steps were slow, she still could not remember all the methods.

"Thirty percent."

Xin Lin took a deep breath and, mimicking Little Guihu, saw Fu Xi’s Energy accumulating in the Dantian, eyes to eyes, nose to nose, utterly focused, and barely completed the first round.

It seemed that to learn these Boxing methods, she would have to spend at least a few days.

But just when Xin Lin was about to learn the second round, she suddenly discovered that the Fu Xi’s Energy on her body had been exhausted.

Not a bit left!

This discovery left Xin Lin somewhat depressed and frustrated.

When using the Ghost God Fist First Level, with her current First Level Xuanwu Practitioner cultivation, she could punch about eight or nine times, or four or five times if she concentrated Fu Xi’s Energy in her eyes.

But to use it for Ghost God Fist Second Form, she could only last a quarter of an hour?

Xin Lin soon understood.

Ghost God Fist Second Form, she not only used her fists but also her eyes.

This meant that her consumption of Fu Xi’s Energy was more than twice that of the first form, no wonder it was so alarming.

But this set of Ghost God Fist, in the hands of Gui Hu, was still just Low-grade Mystical Skill, which means just how strong is the strength of Gui Hu himself?

Outside, the sky had gradually turned white.

Little Guihu seemed to know that Xin Lin could not practice the Second Move again and had already reverted to his wooden puppet mode.

Xin Lin couldn’t help but sigh; it seemed that mastering the Ghost God Fist Second Form was not an overnight feat.

After finishing a set of Boxing, Xin Lin was both thirsty and hungry. She glanced at the desk and casually picked up a cup to drink whoever was inside.

(Ying ying ying, Mommy, I’ve missed you so much)

In front of Xin Lin, a grey shadow descended from the sky.

The cup in Xin Lin’s hand was gone!

Then she saw the Overlord Egg gulp down the water until there was none left.