Chapter 180: Tyrant
"His Royal Highness, this is not a question of price, please let your Highness sit down and think about it."
Qin Yi's words made Deacon Ren helplessly smile.
It's not that he didn't want to make this deal, but that Wanbao Pavilion didn't have enough high-grade physical cultivation techniques.
In Wanbao Pavilion, there are some superficial methods of hammering the flesh.
However, these exercises must not be able to enter Qin Yi's eyes, and Ren Deacon didn't simply introduce them.
"I remember!"
Deacon Ren frowned, thinking hard for a long time, and suddenly he slapped his thigh and shouted.
"Ok?"
Qin Yi was taken aback by the sudden shout.
"His Royal Highness, that's the case. I remembered that there should be a physical cultivation technique in Wanbao Pavilion, which meets the requirements of His Highness.
Deacon Ren smiled awkwardly and quickly explained to Qin Yi.
"Can the king take a look?"
Qin Yi raised his brows and suddenly became interested.
"Then it's nothing, come, bring up the treasure of Xuanzi No. 1!"
The deacon Ren immediately stroked his palm and exhorted the attendants standing by.
The attendant immediately bowed, turned and left.
When he returned, the attendant had an extra wooden box in his hand.
Deacon Ren took the wooden box and placed it on the table.
The wooden box is slightly old, with the words "Xuan Yi" in the book. The only special thing is that the wooden box is round and round without any opening.
"Well?"
Qin Yi's eyes lit up and his interest greatly increased. It is obviously not a simple item to be so treasured and importantly collected by Wanbao Pavilion.
Deacon Ren took a deep breath, and immediately turned his hands into shadows, tapping on the wooden box several times.
"Crack!"
With a soft sound, the wooden box bounced automatically, revealing the contents.
In the center of the wooden box, a quaint classic book lay quietly there.
"Baquan"
Pen walks dragon and snake, magnificent!
Two bold and domineering characters were printed into Qin Yi's eyes.
"Good word!"
With these two words alone, Qin Yi was very interested in this exercise.
Immediately, Qin Yi stretched out his hand, picked up this classic, and turned the first page.
This behavior surprised the deacon Ren beside him and hurriedly shouted: "Your Highness, don't open it!"
However, Deacon Ren was still a step slower, and Qin Yi had already opened up the classics in his hands.
"boom!"
Qin Yi only saw an extremely bright light, a terrifying will, and then rushed into Qin Yi's mind.
Vaguely, Qin Yi appeared in the mind of a sky-high figure, standing on top of the earth, running through the sky!
The figure is vague, and the face is indistinct, but the breath of his body is raging in Qin Yi's mind!
"The overlord is also the king, and all the world surrenders!
One punch to crush the ages, the only one who refuses to convince! "
Suddenly, the figure spoke, and the sound like thunder, rolling in, resounding in Qin Yi's mind.
"I appreciate the domineering way, and created this style of boxing, called the domineering style.
I also left a fist score for those who are predestined to understand, hoping that the tyrant fist can be passed on! "
The figure continued to speak for himself, the voice was like thunder.
With that said, the figure blasted out with a punch, just like an emperor with his feet on the earth, blasted out a punch!
An indescribable force crashed down, and in an instant, Qin Yi felt a sense of reversal of the universe and the emptiness of being broken!
"boom!"
That power suddenly exploded, and layer upon layer of terrifying waves, with intrepid power, raged in Qin Yi's mind!
In the next moment, Qin Yi's mind even felt broken!
