Chapter 378 Learn about Beiming Divine Art
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Mao Zhi Sheng Xi
Chapter 378 Find out about Beiming Divine Art
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
Ding Moyi looked up at Zhang Menglong's calm face, as if his world view was about to collapse at this moment.
His palm is not only extremely fierce, but also contains a strong corrosiveness, which can even corrode the warrior's internal force and make the opponent's internal force drop sharply.
Even if it is a martial artist of the second or even third level of the Mythical Realm, if he is forced to take such a palm, even if he does not die, he will definitely end up seriously injured.
But he found that his palm seemed to hit an invulnerable solid metal man, and his palm could not shake Zhang Mengyu's body at all.
And the special internal force he has always been proud of seemed to be blocked by an invisible diaphragm, completely unable to penetrate into Zhang Mengyu's body.
"Give me two more here." Zhang Menglong turned around and turned his back to Ding Moyi.
"What kind of monster is he?" The warriors were already dumbfounded.
Since leaving the customs this time, Ding Moyi has even challenged several long-established masters of the mythical realm, and even leapfrogged to draw with a warrior of the fourth level of the mythical realm!His eclipse palm also spread throughout the ancient martial arts world within a few days.
This slap didn't even shake Zhang Menglong's body, even now Zhang Menglong turned his back to him and asked him to give him two more slaps, this is the first time they have heard such a cheap request so far!
"Good guy, the damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong. This is a palm technique that even a third-level warrior in the mythical realm may be slapped to death with one palm. Did he think it was a massage?"
"He's too arrogant! I heard that this palm technique has the property of eroding internal force. If he can block the first palm, he may not be able to withstand the second palm."
"Even if he holds the power of the palm, as long as a trace of internal force invades his body, he will probably die suddenly on the spot!"
"Boy, you are digging your own grave!"
Ding Moyi believed that the hazy internal force must be extremely deep if he could directly use his body to forcibly resist his own palm, but if he forcibly used his internal force to resist it, he would definitely not be able to hold it for many times.
Thinking of this, he immediately mobilized his internal strength. If he only used eight fractions of his strength in that slap just now, then he used his full strength this time. Even a dinosaur might be killed by a slap.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The violent friction between the palm force and the air even burst out bursts of sonic booms, but each of his palms still seemed to be hitting cotton.
In Zhang Mengyu's body, a very special force was slowly flowing. Ding Moyi's palm force and poisonous internal force actually penetrated into Zhang Mengyu's body, but that force not only dissolved everything The palm strength, and even thoroughly refined the internal strength and turned it into his own use.
Outsiders only know Tianshan Child Elder's signature martial arts, the Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies Sovereign Kung Fu and the Life and Death Talisman, and the most other martial arts are Tianshan Zhemei Shou, Nianhua Fingering, and Xiao Wuxiang Gong.
But don't forget, in the background of this martial arts novel, Tianshan Child Elder is also a member of the Xiaoyao Sect. In terms of seniority, he is even the senior sister of the head of the Xiaoyaozi, and the most famous kung fu of the Xiaoyao Sect is Beiming Shengong , a bug martial art that can dissolve the world's martial arts and absorb other people's internal power for its own use.
"He really blocked them all!"
"He didn't even use his hands. It was completely blocked by internal force. Could it be that he is a master above the fifth level of the mythical realm?"
"Ritian faction, Zhang Ritian, I remember!"
"What Zhang Ritian, he is Zhang Mengyu! The richest man in the world, he doesn't have any younger brothers at all, are you all idiots?"
"What? No wonder he is so rich that he can even afford an aircraft carrier."
"But shouldn't he be in his 20s? Could it be that a person is so rich that even the mythical realm is worthless?"
"The power of the family behind him is probably inconceivably terrifying!"
"Hmph, no matter how powerful it is, can it still be compared with Valkyrie?"
"Grandpa, I have a foot bath shop called Wangyi Zudao. Recently, I plan to add some massage and scraping items. I see that you are doing a good job of scraping. Why don't you go back to be a director with me? I will give you a salary of 2000 million yuan a year. You Just teach my technicians how to scrape, what do you think?"
Seeing Ding Moyi's panting appearance, Zhang Mengyu couldn't bear it anymore. It's not easy for a man of his age to perform such a set of combos.
"You dare to insult the old man?" When has Ding Moyi been insulted like this?Even several well-known masters in the mythical realm in the ancient martial arts world will sigh after fighting him.
Now a boy in his 20s actually says that his palm technique is scraping. Is there anything more irritating than this?
"How about it, do you know Mr. Zhang's strength now?" Not far away, Chen Bingyu smiled and said to Liu Yunyi who was already stunned.
Liu Yunyi has also heard about the Ding family.
In fact, Chinese ancient martial arts can be traced back to a very long time ago. At that time, countless ancient martial arts masters were born. It is an exaggeration to say that myths are everywhere, warriors are not as good as dogs, and even warriors beyond the mythical realm There are not a few.
However, due to some unknown reasons, the ancient martial arts gradually declined, and the inheritance of many warriors disappeared in the long river of time.
Some of the existing ancient martial arts families and sects have inherited some of the ancient martial arts system of that era over a long period of time, and some have found some things left by the ancient martial arts powerhouses of that era by chance.
Two years ago, the Ding family found some inheritance left by an ancient martial arts practitioner of that era in one place. After digesting these inheritances, the Ding family suddenly rose.
The current Ding Moyi, among the masters of mythology in the entire ancient martial arts world, he is already a high-ranking character, but such a character tried his best, but he couldn't even make Zhang Menglong move his feet!
"What level of warrior is Mr. Zhang?" Liu Yunyi looked at Zhang Mengyu completely differently.
After being slapped so many times in a row, it is estimated that even a martial artist at the fifth level of the mythical realm can't bear it?But he was still spitting out nonsense, which was beyond his scope!
"What Mr. Zhang has shown is just the tip of his iceberg." Chen Bingyu said, "But Mr. Zhang has never been a person who won't fight back after being beaten. I'm afraid Ding Moyi will be in trouble."
"What kind of kung fu are you doing?" Ding Moyi's forehead was already dripping with sweat.
"The Beiming Divine Art of the Xiaoyao Sect, let me know about it?"
"Are you an idiot for being an old man? This kind of fictional thing is not enough to deceive a three-year-old child!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhang Meng sneered.
Seeing Zhang Mengyu's expression, Ding Moyi suddenly had a rather strange feeling in his heart, and when he was about to withdraw his palm from Zhang Mengyu's body, he unexpectedly found that Zhang Mengyu's body was emitting a wave of Irresistible suction force!
"My internal force!" Ding Moyi found in horror that there seemed to be a pump on Zhang Mengyu's body, which was crazily devouring the internal force in his body, and his face was deformed due to the suction force.
The third level of the mythical realm, the second level of the mythical realm, and the first level of the mythical realm.
In a few breaths, Ding Moyi's realm actually fell directly below the mythical realm, and declined to a master warrior again!
"Damn, this internal force is really disgusting, it makes people feel nauseous!" Zhang Mengyu immediately stopped running the Beiming Divine Art, Ding Moyi bounced out like an electric shock, and at this moment, his realm is only that of an eighth-level master martial artist Level up.
"What the hell have you done to me?" This is the inner strength he cultivated after spending countless energy and wealth in seclusion for two years!
"Didn't you say that you don't believe in Beiming's magical power?" Zhang Mengyu rubbed his shoulders speechlessly, "Here, do you believe it now?"
(End of this chapter)
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
Ding Moyi looked up at Zhang Menglong's calm face, as if his world view was about to collapse at this moment.
His palm is not only extremely fierce, but also contains a strong corrosiveness, which can even corrode the warrior's internal force and make the opponent's internal force drop sharply.
Even if it is a martial artist of the second or even third level of the Mythical Realm, if he is forced to take such a palm, even if he does not die, he will definitely end up seriously injured.
But he found that his palm seemed to hit an invulnerable solid metal man, and his palm could not shake Zhang Mengyu's body at all.
And the special internal force he has always been proud of seemed to be blocked by an invisible diaphragm, completely unable to penetrate into Zhang Mengyu's body.
"Give me two more here." Zhang Menglong turned around and turned his back to Ding Moyi.
"What kind of monster is he?" The warriors were already dumbfounded.
Since leaving the customs this time, Ding Moyi has even challenged several long-established masters of the mythical realm, and even leapfrogged to draw with a warrior of the fourth level of the mythical realm!His eclipse palm also spread throughout the ancient martial arts world within a few days.
This slap didn't even shake Zhang Menglong's body, even now Zhang Menglong turned his back to him and asked him to give him two more slaps, this is the first time they have heard such a cheap request so far!
"Good guy, the damage is not high, and the insult is extremely strong. This is a palm technique that even a third-level warrior in the mythical realm may be slapped to death with one palm. Did he think it was a massage?"
"He's too arrogant! I heard that this palm technique has the property of eroding internal force. If he can block the first palm, he may not be able to withstand the second palm."
"Even if he holds the power of the palm, as long as a trace of internal force invades his body, he will probably die suddenly on the spot!"
"Boy, you are digging your own grave!"
Ding Moyi believed that the hazy internal force must be extremely deep if he could directly use his body to forcibly resist his own palm, but if he forcibly used his internal force to resist it, he would definitely not be able to hold it for many times.
Thinking of this, he immediately mobilized his internal strength. If he only used eight fractions of his strength in that slap just now, then he used his full strength this time. Even a dinosaur might be killed by a slap.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The violent friction between the palm force and the air even burst out bursts of sonic booms, but each of his palms still seemed to be hitting cotton.
In Zhang Mengyu's body, a very special force was slowly flowing. Ding Moyi's palm force and poisonous internal force actually penetrated into Zhang Mengyu's body, but that force not only dissolved everything The palm strength, and even thoroughly refined the internal strength and turned it into his own use.
Outsiders only know Tianshan Child Elder's signature martial arts, the Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies Sovereign Kung Fu and the Life and Death Talisman, and the most other martial arts are Tianshan Zhemei Shou, Nianhua Fingering, and Xiao Wuxiang Gong.
But don't forget, in the background of this martial arts novel, Tianshan Child Elder is also a member of the Xiaoyao Sect. In terms of seniority, he is even the senior sister of the head of the Xiaoyaozi, and the most famous kung fu of the Xiaoyao Sect is Beiming Shengong , a bug martial art that can dissolve the world's martial arts and absorb other people's internal power for its own use.
"He really blocked them all!"
"He didn't even use his hands. It was completely blocked by internal force. Could it be that he is a master above the fifth level of the mythical realm?"
"Ritian faction, Zhang Ritian, I remember!"
"What Zhang Ritian, he is Zhang Mengyu! The richest man in the world, he doesn't have any younger brothers at all, are you all idiots?"
"What? No wonder he is so rich that he can even afford an aircraft carrier."
"But shouldn't he be in his 20s? Could it be that a person is so rich that even the mythical realm is worthless?"
"The power of the family behind him is probably inconceivably terrifying!"
"Hmph, no matter how powerful it is, can it still be compared with Valkyrie?"
"Grandpa, I have a foot bath shop called Wangyi Zudao. Recently, I plan to add some massage and scraping items. I see that you are doing a good job of scraping. Why don't you go back to be a director with me? I will give you a salary of 2000 million yuan a year. You Just teach my technicians how to scrape, what do you think?"
Seeing Ding Moyi's panting appearance, Zhang Mengyu couldn't bear it anymore. It's not easy for a man of his age to perform such a set of combos.
"You dare to insult the old man?" When has Ding Moyi been insulted like this?Even several well-known masters in the mythical realm in the ancient martial arts world will sigh after fighting him.
Now a boy in his 20s actually says that his palm technique is scraping. Is there anything more irritating than this?
"How about it, do you know Mr. Zhang's strength now?" Not far away, Chen Bingyu smiled and said to Liu Yunyi who was already stunned.
Liu Yunyi has also heard about the Ding family.
In fact, Chinese ancient martial arts can be traced back to a very long time ago. At that time, countless ancient martial arts masters were born. It is an exaggeration to say that myths are everywhere, warriors are not as good as dogs, and even warriors beyond the mythical realm There are not a few.
However, due to some unknown reasons, the ancient martial arts gradually declined, and the inheritance of many warriors disappeared in the long river of time.
Some of the existing ancient martial arts families and sects have inherited some of the ancient martial arts system of that era over a long period of time, and some have found some things left by the ancient martial arts powerhouses of that era by chance.
Two years ago, the Ding family found some inheritance left by an ancient martial arts practitioner of that era in one place. After digesting these inheritances, the Ding family suddenly rose.
The current Ding Moyi, among the masters of mythology in the entire ancient martial arts world, he is already a high-ranking character, but such a character tried his best, but he couldn't even make Zhang Menglong move his feet!
"What level of warrior is Mr. Zhang?" Liu Yunyi looked at Zhang Mengyu completely differently.
After being slapped so many times in a row, it is estimated that even a martial artist at the fifth level of the mythical realm can't bear it?But he was still spitting out nonsense, which was beyond his scope!
"What Mr. Zhang has shown is just the tip of his iceberg." Chen Bingyu said, "But Mr. Zhang has never been a person who won't fight back after being beaten. I'm afraid Ding Moyi will be in trouble."
"What kind of kung fu are you doing?" Ding Moyi's forehead was already dripping with sweat.
"The Beiming Divine Art of the Xiaoyao Sect, let me know about it?"
"Are you an idiot for being an old man? This kind of fictional thing is not enough to deceive a three-year-old child!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhang Meng sneered.
Seeing Zhang Mengyu's expression, Ding Moyi suddenly had a rather strange feeling in his heart, and when he was about to withdraw his palm from Zhang Mengyu's body, he unexpectedly found that Zhang Mengyu's body was emitting a wave of Irresistible suction force!
"My internal force!" Ding Moyi found in horror that there seemed to be a pump on Zhang Mengyu's body, which was crazily devouring the internal force in his body, and his face was deformed due to the suction force.
The third level of the mythical realm, the second level of the mythical realm, and the first level of the mythical realm.
In a few breaths, Ding Moyi's realm actually fell directly below the mythical realm, and declined to a master warrior again!
"Damn, this internal force is really disgusting, it makes people feel nauseous!" Zhang Mengyu immediately stopped running the Beiming Divine Art, Ding Moyi bounced out like an electric shock, and at this moment, his realm is only that of an eighth-level master martial artist Level up.
"What the hell have you done to me?" This is the inner strength he cultivated after spending countless energy and wealth in seclusion for two years!
"Didn't you say that you don't believe in Beiming's magical power?" Zhang Mengyu rubbed his shoulders speechlessly, "Here, do you believe it now?"
(End of this chapter)
