After throwing the blood of the strange beast into his arms with two other bottles, Zhang Yekong once again confirmed that there was no one within a hundred meters around, he directly opened the manuscript and recorded the Taiyin hand with the sky.

The sky that has recorded the mysterious secret technique is obviously much faster to record the mysterious skill.

However, in just a few minutes, Zhang Yekong thoroughly recorded the technique of writing about 200 words.

After closing the exercises, Zhang Yekong used both palms to force them at the same time. The next moment, this exercise that recorded the Taiyin Hand was directly shattered by him.

Closed his eyes, Zhang Yekong took a look at the summary of Taiyin Hand in the sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Haha, I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it."

"He not only wrote the practice method of Taiyin Hand in his handwritten copy, but also recorded his cultivation experience. As Cangqiong finished recording, his proficiency was actually more than 90%.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yekong's eyes lit up, he slowly raised his palm, and according to the practice experience described in the manuscript, he stimulated the blood and energy in his palm.

*******

On the other hand, the little sable who had been observing Zhang Yekong and wanted to record more of his advantages, after seeing Zhang Yekong's eyes slightly flipping through the Taiyin Hand, even if it didn't have time to remember it completely, he directly destroyed the manuscript.

Little Diao couldn't help rolling his eyes slightly. Boy, do you really think that you can still remember everything at once?

"I won't say a hundred words of the exercises themselves. How can I remember the important cultivation experience in just a few minutes? When I fail in my practice, I should regret my quick hands..."

Before Xiao Diao's idea was over, it was surprised to find that Zhang Yekong had already started practicing the Taiyin Hand.

"Boy, I admit that you can successfully practice the secret method and fully master it. It's amazing. But this does not mean that after you first read that set of skills...?"

In the green little eyes, the trace of ridicule was not enough to rise, the little siew discovered that Zhang Yekong's palm had swollen a lot, and he slapped Zhang Yekong with a palm, but it caused a little wind to make a sound. The trace of ridicule was like glasses falling from the air, and it shattered.

"This, this, how is this possible?"

*******

"Haha, the result of practicing is good. But after practicing for a little while, I thoroughly mastered the first stance of the Taiyin Hand, the gust of the Yin wind. The second stance of the rainy and rainy season has become more proficient, and I have a little understanding of the third stance of the Yin Soul."

The slightly swollen palm kept floating back and forth in the air, causing gusts of cold wind, but there was no whistling at all.

In a moment, in the forest where Zhang Yekong was located, there were sounds that made his scalp tingling.

"The palm does not become larger, but is shaking blood and qi, and constantly wandering around the palms. It seems to have become larger from other people's sight, but in fact there is no change. If you look closely with your eyes, you will find that the bigger palm is not real."

"The reason why there is no wind is because of this, the attack of the Taiyin Hand is not a straight line, but a straight and curved attack route generated by continuous vibration between the palm and blood and energy. The resistance in front of the palm is removed through this unique and extremely powerful way, so that there is no whistling, but it brings gusts of cold wind."

Puff! Puff! Puff!

In an instant, the three palms lined up directly on a bowl-mouthed tree pole in front of Zhang Yekong, and the force penetrated into his body, directly passing through the skin of the tree pole, and entering the interior.

Bang!

The inside of the tree pole was directly under Zhang Yekong's palm and was directly shattered. Countless leaves fell with the vibration.

"It's done, the first move, the gust of wind."

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and the posture of the night sky changed from simple palm movements to arms and shoulders, all vibrating.

Seek straight in the curve, and bring curves in the straight.

With every move of his hands, the air in front of Zhang Yekong seemed to be affected and began to become blurred.

Under this influence, Zhang Yekong's arm began to split, one into two, two into three, and three into four.

"It's raining!"

One palm after another, one palm covering one palm.

It seemed as if the drizzle was constantly falling from Zhang Yekong, not only covering Zhang Yekong's figure, but also the falling leaves were driven by Zhang Yekong's palm power, forming an extremely unique strange, unstable and rolling like clouds.

chant!

As Zhang Yekong stopped and shook, the leaves that attracted to his chest as his palm power suddenly felt as if they were struck by lightning. After a moment of stopping in the air, they directly exploded and shattered. But when he saw the leaves in front of him exploded, Zhang Yekong was stunned, looking at the shattered leaves, motionless.

Fried? The leaves exploded by themselves?

Why does it explode? Why does it explode when I stop?

I obviously stopped, my strength was withdrawn, and my blood and energy stopped, but it exploded? Is it because the air stirred by the Taiyin hand suddenly stopped? Is it exploded?

So, is this air stirred by myself also my power?

Because of my stop, this force that lost my control suddenly exploded, shattering its fragile leaves. Yes, that's it. Since both blood and energy can be controlled, why can't the air be? Through the unique way of exerting force of the Taiyin Hand, control the air, become my help, and attack the enemy.

"Air? I understand, I understand."

With the constant thoughts in his mind, Zhang Yekong trembled, and a look of extreme excitement appeared on his face.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yekong's palm suddenly turned and turned into a fist.

It is completely different from the Taiyin hand. Zhang Yekong stood still and fired, showing boundless domineeringness. His violent fist power appeared at this moment, and he was rampant.

It was completely different from the previous type of fist. This time, the target of Zhang Yekong's attack was not a certain object, but the space in front of him.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The strong fist force carried a strong blood energy, pressing, squeezing, and exploding the space in front of him, especially the air.

Accompanied by Zhang Yekong's attack, the leaves slowly falling from him seemed to freeze at this moment, fixed in the air and remained motionless. Then, they were crushed by Zhang Yekong's squeezed power.

"So that's it, so that's it."

"I said it is the Xuan Chong Fist of the Xuan-level secret technique. Compared with You Hongbu of the Xuan-level secret technique, the two are so much less practical, and the feelings are here."

"You Hongbu depends on yourself. By shaking the blood and energy in your body, you can drive the flesh and blood so that you can be at your own risk and float around."

"The Xuan Chongquan relies on the outside, through the power it explodes, squeezing the air in front of one's body, changing its density, thus creating strong pressure, making the enemy seem to have fallen into a quagmire and unable to move freely. This impact may not feel anything when everyone is down to earth, but once the body leaps into the air, it will be deadly."

"Hit with one punch, and you're all there, even if it's just a second, just a moment, what will happen?"

"There is only one, that is death, not bad, it is death. There is no other way except death."

"I have always been wrong about the direction. I thought that the characteristic of Xuan Chong Fist is heavy, which is a simple force, forming an extremely powerful force and crushing the enemy's weight. But I didn't expect the direction to be completely distorted. The characteristic of Xuan Chong Fist is heavy, but its weight is not aimed at the enemy, but air."

‘Ding Dong!’

As Zhang Yekong understood in an instant, the sky in his mind suddenly made a pleasant sound.

‘Congratulations to the host, to understand the movement of the airflow, and to increase the proficiency of Xuanzhong Fist...’

‘The second level of Xuan Chong Fist, the fist is as hard as iron, and the proficiency is advanced.’

‘The third level of Xuan Chong Fist, you can master it like a mountain, and you can be proficient in the primary level.’

‘The second style of Taiyin hand, mastering the rain and rain, and having advanced proficiency.’

‘The third style of Taiyin Hand, the mastery of the ghost is not dispersed, and the proficiency is primary.’

‘Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, through the understanding of Xuan Chong Fist, he has increased his strength by half.’

‘Ding Dong, congratulations to the host, through the understanding of Taiyin Hand, he will increase his power.’

Ka! Ka! Ka! Ka!

The rapid and rapid reward of the sky made Zhang Yekong shake in place, and the blood and energy on his body also stirred up with a formation. The bright pupils, like two bright lamps, emitted an astonishing sharp light.

And this change took a long time before it calmed down.

Taking a slight breath, Zhang Yekong gently opened his own record section.

Host: Zhang Yekong.

Body value: 66.

Spiritual value: 280.

Cultivation level: Warrior level, first level of training.

Physical strength: the power of the six cows.

The cultivation method is mysterious: Yanyang Body Refining Tribulation, Xuan Chong Fist, Taiyin Hand.

Huang level: breathing, Wu's breathing method, Qi-holding, tiger-shaped bone calculating technique, chopping and hanging palms, powerful bull demon fist, cannon fist, black tiger claw, broken monument hand...

Although the physical value has not increased, the mental value has increased by 30. It seems that the battle along the way has further strengthened Zhang Yekong's mental power, which is far beyond ordinary people. Then the level of cultivation is still the first level of cultivation, but the physical strength has reached the fifth level of ordinary training level warriors.

Looking at the changes in his body, Zhang Yekong showed a satisfied smile on his face.

I originally thought I had obtained a book of Taiyin Hand and a bottle of blood from a strange beast, so I gained a lot, but I didn't want to fully master the mysterious punches by practicing Taiyin Hand. Not only that, I also increased my strength by half. This progress was really beyond Zhang Yekong's expectations.

"If I meet someone with the same strength as this man in black now, even if I don't use You Hongbu, I can still kill him head-on!"

With the power of the Six Bulls and the blessing of the third level of Xuan Chong Fist, the power that Zhang Yekong can finally burst out is no longer comparable to what he used to be.

Xuan Chongquan is not a Taiyin hand. You should know that the difference between secret techniques and martial arts is not just about the reward given by Cangqiong, but about the effects brought by the two.

The Taiyin Hand, the first, second and third styles, are all self-formed, and the effects and strengths when used are different.

However, Xuan Chongquan is a move with three levels of force.

The first punch is as big as a bull, which can add a bull's strength to the user.

The second punch is as hard as iron, which can increase the user's fist once again, and the fist is comparable to steel, making it difficult for ordinary weapons to get hurt at all.

In the third level, the punch is as heavy as the mountain. After adding a bull's power, it can also increase a certain momentum, that is, Zhang Yekong mastered the control method of airflow just now.

And these two and three levels of power can explode one after another.

In other words, if Zhang Yekong's fist power is used at this moment, he can burst out the power of the Nine Ox and all the effects of the Xuan Chong Fist.

Although there is only one word difference between secret techniques and exercises, the difference is a huge difference.

"call!"

After breathing a sigh, Zhang Yekong raised his head and looked deep in the forest, "You can't continue to delay. You must find Mobeixia as soon as possible and ask what happened.

I just hope that everything is not as good as I think. It is really the Zhao family that has disappeared for a long time..."

After thinking about it, Zhang Yekong glanced at the little marten above his shoulder who was not sure what he was thinking of writing, and flew towards the forest and deep into the depths.

This time, it was different from before. Zhang Yezhang floated forty meters away and jumped up again at the foot of the ground.

In addition to speed, this distance can be compared with ordinary qi-raising masters.
Chapter completed!