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> Chapter 177 Qigong Master Wu Tian

"Successfully passed the test of the organ room, and got the opportunity to challenge the fifth floor of the Kung Fu Tower, the great commander Wu Tian."

Hearing the reminder of the badge, Wang Ling didn't move, but after lying on the ground for a while to recover his physical strength, he stood up, moved his hands and feet, and walked to the top floor.

"Among the five kung fu masters, Wang Long is a thief and a master of stick art; Taoxian is a thief and a yoga master; Chen Heng is a bandit and a wrestling master; Lan Yue is a snitch and a master of Qinggong; this Wu Tian is a rebel. The identity of a thief, I don't know what kind of master."

With a little curiosity, I stepped on the old wooden stairs, and when I turned, I saw the whole picture of this floor. There was no difference between the environment and the floors below. In the center of the arena, stood a bald man in white trousers.

This man is tall, about 1.8 meters, and his upper body muscles are well-proportioned. With Wang Ling's eyesight, he can see that there is not a single hair on the man's skin. Extremely light, the skin is radiant and delicate.

He didn't know that this was to lock the whole body's qi and blood, and not leak it at all. The blood qi was so thick and heavy that it was like lead, mercury and mercury, so that all the body hair fell off and no longer grew. It has reached the highest level of performance in Taoist qigong!

The Taoist qigong practiced by Wu Tian is the fishing toad energy of the Wudang school.

Feeling that Wang Ling was walking up the stairs, Wu Tian's closed eyes slowly opened. At first, the two eyes were restrained in luster, and then suddenly lit up. They were as bright as two small light bulbs. with a huge pressure.

Usually the qi and blood are locked in, and the eyes are introverted. This is the cultivation skill of "silence and concentration" in Taoist qigong. Now that Wang Ling came up to challenge, Wu Tian also unfolded his aura. At the same time that the divine light flashed in his eyes, his blood began to circulate, his arms slowly stretched, and there was a faint sound of blood running in his body.

"If you can defeat Wang Long and others, and break through the office room, it seems that you are a great expert. Talking nonsense is useless. If you want me to work for you, then come up with the means and start." Wu Tian said lightly. .

Wang Ling put on the golden red mask with added attributes, and equipped with survival gloves, and walked to the center of the training ground and stood quietly. This big commander can feel from his aura that he is far superior to Wang Long and others, but he does not have any pressure in his heart, and his body is upright and straight.

The tiger-faced fighter is also a master fighter, and he is the top fighter in the exaggerated **** world, and he is defeated by him. Now he is in a state of prosperity, his spirit, physical strength, and life are all at their best. He has immortal energy, dragon head fist, and body protection energy. Even if Wu Tian is as powerful as a tiger-faced fighter, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The two stood facing each other, Wang Ling's right fist with a glove flashed a ray of light, and then stepped out, he was ready to test Wu Tian's strength with a strong fist.

Wu Tian spread his hands and five fingers, put his left hand forward, and placed it on the wrist of the punched fist, then rolled it inward and twisted the muscles of his arms back, using the strength of the winding, like a giant snake Coiled on the body of the prey, it twisted suddenly, entangling the punch of the vigorous fist.

Wang Ling was taken aback. Halfway through his vigorous punch, his wrist was entangled by Wu Tian, ​​but he couldn't fight, and the skill stopped!

This is Wu Tian's martial arts: Bagua Palm!

With Taoist Qigong as the foundation, as a master of Wudang Taoist Kungfu, it is naturally impossible not to master the two classic Kung Fus of Tai Chi and Baguazhang. Although it is not a skill, it is an out-and-out martial skill. Tai Chi has spiral energy, and gossip has yin and yang energy. Yin jin is for winding, and yang jin is for grinding. This inner winding is called "coiled snake hand", and it is the use of winding.

With his left hand wrapped around a vigorous fist, Wu Tian stepped on the gossip and walked in the mud, his feet seemed to be walking in the mud, with a heavy and slow artistic conception. The twisting of the waist and abdominal muscles acted as a bearing, and a violent twisting force rose up, which was transmitted along the right arm, and a palm was pushed out to Wang Ling's chest.

Wang Ling's skills were interrupted, and he was surprised when he saw a palm flat on his chest, his right hand was still entangled in the snake coiling hand, and he couldn't dodge at all. Pushed in the center of the chest.

This palm seems to be ordinary, but after being hit in the chest, the flesh twisted counterclockwise in the middle palm instantly, twisting violently. Then only heard the cracking sound of "thorn", and the clothes on the chest collapsed into rags, which also spread out in a counterclockwise direction.

The grinding force in the gossip Yang Jin, the "big smashing tablet hand"!

One snake-coiling hand and one big smashing tablet hand seem to be very ordinary, but they are just twisted upwards and pushed forwards, but they all use the most brilliant means of exerting energy in the Baguazhang. Wu Tian is indeed a kung fu master who has cultivated Taoist qigong to a very high level.

Wang Ling, who was hit by a big slam stele, felt that the flesh on his chest was like being slammed by a meat grinder, and the force was transmitted into his body. At this time, Wu Tian's left hand was instantly released, the cloth under his feet turned into a step, the hand that used to throw the monument was grasped into a fist, his right arm was stretched straight, and it was thrown forward sharply.

Tai Chi single whip!

This move is to imitate the iron whip of the ancient fierce generals, which is fierce and violent! When Wu Tian struck out his right arm, on the delicate and smooth flesh, pieces of muscle bulged, blood vessels and blue veins burst on the surface of the skin, like an old tree entangled with roots, it looked like a real iron whip, heavy and heavy.

After chasing after each step, the single whip is thrown, and it has the momentum of rushing forward. The power of this single whip is so violent that it is a big stone. After a single whip hits, it will also be smashed into gravel powder.

"Boom!"

With a loud blow like a drum, the fist slammed straight on the chest, and it was exactly the part of the flesh that was exposed by the previous big smasher who hit the stone tablet.

Wang Ling couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. He could feel a tingling pain in the ribs in his chest. It was obvious that there were cracks in the bones. He was extremely surprised. With 50+ physical strength and strong physical defense, he still felt like this. If an ordinary person was smashed in the chest, he would definitely be pierced through the chest by the violent force, and his internal organs would be smashed to death. .

After the snake-coiling hand, the big smashing tablet hand, and the Tai Chi single whip, three consecutive hands wounded Wang Ling, Wu Tian stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "Your basic martial arts skills are too poor, you should go back and practice again."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hands, Wang Ling looked down at the five-finger palm print on his chest and the fist print in the palm print, and smiled slightly.

After all, Wu Tian is a martial arts master, not a superman, and his personal attributes are placed there. Baguazhang and Single Whip are powerful enough, but they only knocked out more than 30 of his life - the basic life of an ordinary person is only 50 points, but his life is more than 300 points, plus high defense and various equipment plus. It is completely bearable.

"It's alright, you can still be stronger, I can bear it."

After saying this, Wang Ling leaned forward and charged forward, his right fist flashed again, still a strong punch.

Wu Tian raised his brows lightly. This time, instead of wrapping his hands around the snake, he bent his knees slightly, and stood up on a horse-step, holding his hands into a hammer-like shape, and a round air bag bulging in his lower abdomen, like flesh and blood. There is an extra ball inside.

Under the suggestion of "you can be more vigorous", Wu Tian used Taoist Qigong, the inner qi stored in his dantian swelled, his waist was twisted like a wheel, and the force was transmitted from the lower abdomen to the arm, and the two fists clenched into a hammer toward the arm. He beat him in front of him, bringing a blast of wind that can only be produced by a heavy weapon.

A Tai Chi hammer that is more violent than a Tai Chi single whip!

Pushed with qigong, the sledgehammer was clenched with both fists, and in the strong wind that swept through the air, there was actually a kind of oscillating explosion. This is the shocking force of Taijiquan. When a hammer hits it, the force is released a little, but it shakes the whole body, and the force is transmitted to the surrounding, and it can even shatter the bones of the whole body!

The Tai Chi hammer slammed into the fist of Daliquan, as if ready to smash the fist that used the skill into pieces. Unfortunately, Wang Ling is not a martial artist, but a dreamer, a dreamer with skills and equipment.

The pink cover rose quietly, the energy cover that could resist 100 points of basic melee damage. Under the shock of the Taichi hammer, it first shook violently, then showed a water-like texture, and then broke open. Wang Ling opened his mouth and spat out, and a pink heart spit out, hitting the hammer head, which was equivalent to a ball of energy smashed out with a full punch, and collided with the Taichi hammer whose strength was absorbed by the pink cover.

The pink heart suddenly turned into a scattered light and shadow, the Tai Chi hammer was also scattered, and Wang Ling's powerful punch hit Wu Tian without hindrance.

Three times the damage of ordinary boxing, Wu Tian's face was slightly red. Obviously, he was violently shaken by blood. He flew backward uncontrollably. After flying twelve meters, he landed on the ground, his face full surprised look.

With a vigorous punch, the countryman can be smashed ten meters away; the tiger-faced fighter can only be smashed away by two meters. Wang Ling could see from the flying distance that Wu Tian's strength was not much different from his strength, about five times that of an ordinary person.

This level of strength, under the impetus of qigong, can even burst out ten times the strength of ordinary people in an instant. As a kung fu master, this level of strength is already surprising enough.

"Haha, since the strength doesn't exceed me by much, don't blame me for using throwing skills!"

Wang Ling's mind was calm, and he followed Wu Tianhoufei's body to dash forward. His agility was extremely high and his speed far surpassed that of ordinary people. Plum Blossoms Sit".

With the use of the throwing technique, the force was transmitted along his hands, and at this time, he suddenly felt the skin grasped by his palm, and it bounced violently. of emptiness.

Then, there was a reminder that the grab failed in my mind.

"How is that possible? The success rate is obviously 100%!"

Wang Ling didn't know that a qigong master who had practiced until his body hair stopped growing, had an exquisite level of conditioning his skin and inner qi. The Plum Blossom Sit is 100% according to the strength, but he used the inner energy to drive the muscles to shake the energy, and this move was broken!

Failing to grasp, Wang Ling immediately fell into a state of rigidity, Wu Tian's lower abdomen bulged again, the muscles around his body twisted inwardly, the muscles on the body surface bulged out, and the heels were slightly raised. A spiral twisting force, launched from the toes on the ground, ran up the legs, and reached the bulging lower abdomen, driving the inner qi to rotate and roll toward the chest, all the way to the arms.

Under the drumming of his inner qi, his arms seemed to be thickened, and the veins on the surface of the skin stretched to the limit, showing a blue-black color, as if it was not the color of a human hand.

"Crackling!"

As the palm of the hand was pushed forward, there was a burst of explosions in the air. This is the innate qi in Taoist qigong. The inner qi drives the muscles to oscillate the air, and the blasted air oscillates!

The inner energy of the dantian is pushed, and the Tai Chi spiral is used under the feet to release the force, but the hand is a gossip smashing the monument. The degree of ferocity of this palm is unimaginable.

The palm that pushes forward not only has the grinding force of Baguazhang, but also the force of spiral rotation, and the violent vibration of Gang Qi. A palm was pushed on Wang Ling's body, and in the blast of the air, his body flew out in a whirl, hitting the wooden wall of the practice ground ten meters away!

"Squeak..."

In the sour friction, the board that was hit also twisted violently. After Wang Ling fell to the ground, there were obvious cracks on the wall, with circular rotation cracks and radial cracks. Diffusion cracks.

"flutter!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out. This time, the loss of life reached more than 50 points, which is comparable to the damage caused by the tiger-faced fighter's "massage palm" skill. More than 10 palm shadows hit his body!

"If it is Su, who is skilled in spiritual power, when he receives this palm, he has no time to resist, I am afraid he will die immediately..."

Wang Ling felt that no matter the flesh, bones, or internal organs~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were being turned and ground, the qi and blood in the body were tumbling, and there was a kind of strain-like pain in the muscles. He looked at his chest, the middle palm was already dark and bloody, and the capillaries under the epidermis were obviously all ruptured, which looked very scary.

"What an amazing kung fu." With a long breath, Wang Ling got up from the ground and stood up straight.

Seeing that he was hit by such a fierce palm, he was able to stand up. Wu Tian's eyes finally became solemn. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect your horizontal training skills to be so high. It seems that there is no need to fight again in this battle. It's been too long. I have a stunt, the toad art pushed by the outer gang toad energy, if you can still catch it, even if you win this competition, it's okay to work for you in the future."

"Toad Gong..."

Thinking of the "Evil God of Fire Cloud" in Kung Fu, a wry smile appeared on Wang Ling's face: "If you have any moves, use them."

Wu Tian didn't speak anymore, he suddenly fell forward, lay flat on the ground, put his hands and feet up, propped up his body, and stretched his head forward, looking like a big toad lying on the ground. Then his mouth and nose began to inhale violently, following the influx of air, his body swelled up, as if it had become a ball.