Chapter 4316: A Little Wave

Yin Wuliu and Zuo Feng finally fought for the first time in this space, but this time it was not a battle between a strong man in the Condensation Period and a strong man in the Sensation Period, nor was it a collision between two main soul consciousnesses, but a fight between two strong men in the Bone Refining Period.

Before this, neither Zuo Feng nor Yin Wuliu could have imagined that the two would fight in this way.

Yin Wuliu was born in a super sect in the ancient wilderness, so it is not surprising that he has some very powerful means in battle.

His move was the "Zhentong Fist", which is his most powerful skill. Although the name sounds ordinary, it is very famous in the Mingyue Sect.

Especially the warriors who have been trained by the unique tempering method of the Moon Sect, using their strong bodies and precise control of the spiritual energy in their bodies, will exert unimaginable destructive power.

Because of this, Yin Wuliu was full of confidence in this attack. In his opinion, even if he could not kill the person in front of him with one blow, he could definitely injure him seriously.

Yin Wuliu was good at calculations. Even though he was confident in his martial arts and strength, he still did not choose to attack directly. In addition to the powerful ability shown by the man in front of him when dealing with four insects, he was also inferior to the other party in terms of his own cultivation.

In order to ensure that everything was foolproof, Yin Wuliu simply took the initiative and used Zuo Feng's arrangements to deal with Zuo Feng first and kill those insects. With this advantage, when he attacked Zuo Feng, he was able to completely gain the upper hand.

Things really developed according to Yin Wuliu's expectations. When he launched the attack from above, he clearly saw that Zuo Feng's own consumption was very serious.

More importantly, Yin Wuliu's own strength and cultivation were improving slowly. That was because the beetles that were hit by the wooden sticks before were dying one by one.

Every time a beetle was killed, its body would decompose and turn into energy, which was injected into Yin Wuliu's body. When Yin Wuliu fell rapidly from the sky, he could actually clearly feel that his cultivation was slowly improving, and he even entered the fourth level of the Bone Refining Stage from the third level.

And this is exactly the terrifying part of Yin Wuliu. He is not only calculating Zuo Feng, but also calculating himself. He is determined not to take action without full confidence.

When confronting Zuo Feng, Yin Wuliu always pays attention to the changes in his own cultivation. When he launched the "Zhentong Fist", it was also the moment when his cultivation reached the fifth level of the Bone Refining Stage.

He must reach the same level of cultivation as Zuo Feng before taking action. Only at this time can he have the confidence to kill the target in one fell swoop.

But he still underestimated Zuo Feng after all, or he never saw through Zuo Feng from beginning to end. Therefore, what he thought was a sure-kill blow was based on his imagination that Zuo Feng was unable to resist.

As for Zuo Feng's "resistance", it also made him more confident, because facing his Zhentong Fist, Zuo Feng actually just used his palm to "defend".

It looked like a palm strike back, but there was no wave in the palm, and even his body was so quiet.

In fact, at this moment, Yin Wuliu still felt a little strange in his heart. It was an inexplicable feeling, as if there was a very weak voice, giving a vague reminder in his mind.

"Be careful, be careful, little..."

The voice was too weak and too small, so Yin Wuliu basically ignored it completely. It was not until his fist hit the opponent's palm that the ignored voice in his head suddenly became louder.

But at this time, even if Yin Wuliu felt something was wrong, even if he heard the reminder in his mind, he had no way to change anything.

As outsiders saw, the collision between the two sides was so calm, and there was a strong weird taste in the calm. Even Yin Wuliu, who was in it, was also confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all.

In this process, his mind was full of special tastes, and even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

The power of Zhentong Fist lies in its domineering destructive effect. After a punch hits the opponent, the destructive force will be released like a flood.

But just in the collision, all the energy released was like ice and snow encountering flames, and it melted silently without a trace.

However, Yin Wuliu was only full of confusion, but not panic at all, because his Zhentong Fist was not that simple. That special way of exerting force not only has overbearing destructive power, but also has a double-strike effect.

Although I don’t understand what means the person in front of me used to resolve my fierce attack, my backhand is much more powerful than the last burst.

However, when the second level of destructive power broke out, Yin Wuliu almost popped his eyes out. He couldn’t even believe that what was happening in front of him was really happening.

His waist and back trembled greatly, and passed to his arms and fists. Even those who were more sensitive could feel the surging spiritual energy rushing through his body from the attack to the front of his fist.

Such a fierce blow seemed to have the destructive effect of splitting mountains and rocks, but when it really exploded, it almost threw a stone into the raging waves.

Although it cannot be said that there was no ripple at all, at best it only caused "a little ripple".

At the intersection of the fist and the palm, there was a sudden crisp sound of "pop", only a little sound, not even a little spiritual energy was released.

Until this moment, Yin Wuliu, who was shocked, suddenly saw clearly that the handsome face of the young man in front of him was as calm as the fight between the two sides, without a single ripple.

Yin Wuliu was so experienced that he understood it just by seeing the temperament shown by the other party. The other party was not dull and stupid, that was a manifestation of his strong self-confidence.

The other party did not take his attack seriously at all, and at the same time, he had strong confidence in his own methods.

At this moment, the sound echoing in the depths of his mind had become extremely clear, from being inaudible and vague, to now it was like thunder rolling in the sky.

"Be careful, be careful, be careful..."

It was a real warning sign, Yin Wuliu instinctively wanted to react, he wanted to escape from here, at least away from Zuo Feng first.

However, when Yin Wuliu reacted, it was actually too late, and even he roughly understood this in his heart.

At the intersection of the fist and the palm, a surge of energy with a feminine aura suddenly drilled in. When the energy entered, Yin Wuliu clearly understood that his reaction was slow.

The energy had a very strong penetration ability and extremely powerful destructive power, especially when he wanted to resist with all his strength, but he just couldn't do it at all.

It was like several dams made of grass were destroyed like a broken bamboo at the moment the flood came. It couldn't play any blocking role at all, at most it just slowed down the speed of the energy impact.

If it was just the energy invading the body, or the destructive power of its instantaneous explosion was amazing, these would not be enough to make Yin Wuliu terrified. What really made his scalp numb was that after the energy invaded again, it didn't explode at all, but simply impacted inward and penetrated into the inside.

In this case, Yin Wuliu knew that forcibly blocking it would only cause harm to himself, but he had to grit his teeth and mobilize his spiritual energy to forcibly block it.

This is like two armies fighting. I believe neither side would be willing to let the battle take place in the center of their own empire. If possible, they would rather let the battle take place in the center of the other empire.

If Yin Wuliu had a choice, he certainly didn't want to intercept the energy in his meridians and flesh and cause it to explode directly, but what he didn't want even more was that the energy went straight into the most core and vulnerable part of his body.

He forcibly mobilized a large amount of spiritual energy, condensed it with all his strength, and then injected it into the meridians with all his strength.

The goal of the energy that invaded was very clear, which was to rush towards Yin Wuliu's heart and Nahai. Now that it was blocked, it still penetrated inward with all its strength.

Finally, after being truly blocked, the front part of the energy exploded fiercely.

"Huh, uh, oh...ah!"

If you look closely, you will see that in the meridians, the energy that was like "earthworms" moving towards the arm suddenly turned into small balls, and the small balls quickly turned into big balls.

Then, even more terrifying changes occurred. The bulging areas directly broke through the muscles and skin, and violent spiritual energy vented outward.

Yin Wuliu, who had been making strange noises and trying to hold back, finally couldn't help but howl when he saw that his arm was now filled with small holes as dense as honeycombs.

There was another important reason for such a scream, that is, such a terrifying explosion still could not be resolved, and the energy that invaded, and a large part of the energy, continued to penetrate and impacted the inside.

At this time, Yin Wuliu had remembered a legend that had been circulated in the ancient wasteland, or a fact that everyone tacitly accepted.

That is, the strongest martial arts before the Condensation Period is the Yunlang Palm of Liuyun Pavilion.

Although this has never been confirmed, the older generation has always maintained an ambiguous tacit understanding of this statement.

However, although the Yunlang Palm has a perverted reputation, there are very few people who have really seen it.

After all, those who truly mastered the Cloud Wave Palm were extremely rare, even in Liuyun Pavilion. Although Yin Wuliu shouted "Cloud Wave Palm", in his heart, three words echoed, "Impossible, impossible, impossible!"