I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, in the palace, the shadow of a black fist faced Lei Wei with a sword.

The ultimate power exploded in an instant, the space in the center collapsed layer by layer, and everything around was swallowed by darkness.

Zhang Yi, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly felt a violent punch, and his black hair flew backwards.

Although he has stimulated his physical body to the extreme, and his body even has a crystal luster, it still looks a little fragile, with some fine cracks appearing on the surface of the skin.

The power of this punch does not exceed the realm of heaven, but the artistic conception of martial arts in it is too high!

Zhang Yi's thunder cloud swordsmanship has reached the great perfection, and it is even better after incorporating a touch of thunder and punishment.

But under the opponent's martial arts artistic conception, he was still completely suppressed!

That terrifying punching intent, through the radiant cracking sword, made him tremble all over, and the jade-like bones in his body were crackling, as if they were about to shatter.

Zhang Yi's leaping body was forced to fall to the ground within a few seconds of touching the black fist shadow.

With a bang, Zhang Yi's feet directly broke through the blue stone slab, and when the slate cracked like a spider's web, his entire soles sank deeply into the ground.

"What a high level of martial arts!"

"Obviously the same power, but the situation is very different, and the use of power far exceeds me."

Zhang Yi felt calm.

If it is said that he has exerted ten levels of strength, then under the blessing of the martial arts level, the opponent has exerted twenty or even thirty levels of strength.

How does this make Zhang Yi resist?

Although Zhang Yi tried his best to mobilize all his strength to resist this tyrannical force, his struggle only delayed the pace of failure.

As time went by, the coercion on him grew, and his whole body was gradually pushed down to the ground by the shadow of the black fist.

Zhang Yi's ankle began to sink into the ground, followed by his calf, and then his entire thigh.

At this moment, Zhang Yi seemed to have turned into a human pillar, half inserted on the ground.

"Hold your head in your mind, release your spiritual thoughts, use your spirit to accept the fist intention in it, and feel the will of martial arts in it!"

Zhang Yi held the Cracking Sword high, the blade of the sword flashed with thunder, and above it was the shadow of a black fist that was constantly pressing down. Just when Zhang Yi's chest was about to be covered with mud, Dongfang Jue's voice suddenly came from his ear.

Without hesitation, even if Zhang Yidang united his mind and mind, he released his spiritual thoughts, and the invisible spirit suddenly came out of his body, spreading to the black fist shadow above.

"boom!"

In an instant, Zhang Yi seemed to have broken through a certain limit and entered a vast world.

The earth there is black, and the sky is also covered with dark gray clouds, without a single ray of sunlight falling.

And in mid-air, there was a fist shadow with the size of a thousand feet pressing towards him.

On the ground, Zhang Yi's spirit condensed into his own shape, and then suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and then Zhang Yi's eyes froze sharply.

He saw it!

I saw a unique martial arts will manifested on the black fist shadow suppressed from top to bottom!

This will is invincible and extremely condensed, forming the core of this terrifying punch.

"Puff puff!"

And the moment Zhang Yi's mental body saw clearly, the pressure he was under suddenly increased.

There are cracks on the surface of his mental body, and blue light spots leak out from the cracks.

On the spiritual level, the real test that Zhang Yi needs to face is when he truly understands this will.

In this illusory world, Fist Shadow's artistic conception of martial arts was infinitely magnified, and Zhang Yi lost the power to resist from the outside world.

If you want to gain power, you must first bear the danger of gaining power.

"Peng!"

The black fist shadow quickly moved across the void, getting closer and closer to Zhang Yi, trying to blow him up.

At the same time, the terrifying power fell on Zhang Yi's shoulders like a substance.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's body seemed to be carrying a mountain on his back, his legs were trembling, and he was about to bend!

The will in this fist is so overbearing that it will crush Zhang Yi!

And if Zhang Yi really surrendered and knelt down, he would undoubtedly have lost the opportunity to grasp this fist.

His legs trembled, his bones creaked, and Zhang Yi's mental body flickered.

There are blue rays of light constantly escaping from his body, making his figure a bit illusory.

At this time, Zhang Yi's situation is undoubtedly extremely dangerous!

But even if he encountered such a situation, Zhang Yi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes were filled with calmness.

He has a clear mind, firmly grasping the spiritual level, and will not let it lose its hold, like a small boat heaving and falling in the monsoon waves, it seems to be capsized, but it always remains on the surface of the sea.

In this way, in Zhang Yi's eyes, the black fist shadow became bigger and bigger, gradually occupying his entire eyes.

But he laughed, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"I'm a man with a system. A single will wants me to submit? Who do you look down on!"

Zhang Yi said in his heart, the next moment, his eyes suddenly became stern, and his trembling half-bent legs suddenly lifted and straightened!

The figure that was about to fall under the endless pressure suddenly burst into a stern aura.

Will is like a sword, unshakable! This is Zhang Yi's belief.

He firmly believes that he will reach the peak sooner or later, he firmly believes that he will overcome all difficulties in the end, and he firmly believes that he is the strongest person in the future!

Although Zhang Yi did not have the belief that he was invincible through all kinds of hardships like Dongfang Jue, he still never doubted himself at all. (Perhaps it is the mysterious self-confidence of the traverser?)

In Zhang Yi's eyes, this level is nothing more than a ladder.

Since it's a ladder, just step over it.

At this time, as Zhang Yi's faith exploded, the cracks on the surface of his mental body were repaired, and his entire body was solidified again from illusion.

He looked up at the black fist figure that was close at hand, and roared to the sky.

"Come on, let me see what is the core of this martial arts will!"

"boom!"

As soon as Zhang Yi finished speaking, the next moment, a loud noise suddenly spread throughout the space.

This shadow of a fist that covered the sky and the sun finally fell completely, submerging Zhang Yi's figure in it.

And the ground trembled violently at the same time. Under the extremely powerful shock wave, one after another ferocious huge cracks appeared from the ground, and then spread out in all directions.

The whole land suddenly became a mess, like a broken continent, and a sinkhole appeared in the center where the shadow of the fist fell.

And Zhang Yi, who was at the center of the boxing shadow, withstood the strongest force bombardment.

The body he transformed from spirit suddenly exploded the moment the fist shadow fell.

Blue light splashes everywhere!

The flesh exploded!

Zhang Yi was punched to death! The spirit scattered and fled.

The whole world seems to have solidified at this moment, the wind is no longer flowing, and time has come to a standstill.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the broken world still maintains the scene after the punch fell.

In the tiankeng, until a certain moment, the place where Zhang Yi exploded finally showed a change.

In the void there, suddenly dots of blue light appeared.

As time goes by, more and more rays of light gather together like fireflies.

At a certain moment, when the amount of blue light reached a certain level, a will finally awakened from it.

Immediately, under the unity of will, the blue light spot suddenly became bright and generous, illuminating the surrounding fields.

Afterwards, these light spots gathered together again, and then solidified into a man's appearance.

The man's closed eyes opened, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

He is Zhang Yi.

Under that tyrannical fist, although his will was tenacious, it was still like a mantis' arm being a cart, being completely crushed and exploded.

But after all, this punch was Dongfang Jue's will to let Zhang Yi experience this punch, so how could it really destroy his spirit?

Therefore, his spirit was not destroyed after being blown away, but survived, and gradually gathered together as Zhang Yi's will awakened.

"call."

"This punch is really overbearing."

At this time, Zhang Yi, who was reorganized, recalled the process of being blown up, and felt lingering fear.

It was a terrifying force, extremely difficult to stop, he seemed to be hovering between life and death.

But no matter what the process was, he survived in the end and gained something.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi looked down at his mental body.

At this time, there was a gloomy aura on Zhang Yi's chest.

And this ray of breath is similar to the will of martial arts circulating on the black fist shadow.

This is exactly the fist fragment he caught when his mind dispersed.

Grasp the truth in and destruction!

This is Zhang Yi's harvest.

Experiencing the power in it will undoubtedly play a vital role in his ability to truly control this martial arts will.

In fact, Zhang Yi already had some guesses about this martial arts will at this time.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi looked up and looked around, and smiled.

"Now is not the time to study it. Now that I have grasped a strand of mystery, I will wait until I have a seed and cultivate it carefully in the future, and it will surely blossom and bear fruit."

"Now, let's get out of this boxing world first."

With Zhang Yi thinking this way, the sky began to fall, and the surrounding space was instantly shattered, reappearing the outline of the palace.

"came back."

Zhang Yi's mind moved, and the divine sense that merged into the black fist shadow rushed out instantly, and returned to Zhang Yi's eyebrows, his eyes lit up immediately.

"boom!"

In the palace, with the return of Zhang Yi's spiritual sense, a big explosion happened immediately, and the stone slab where Zhang Yi was was exploded, and a big hole appeared.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi took advantage of the situation and jumped up, the split sky sword raised above his head with both hands was even more dazzling.

"cut!"

The sound echoed around, Zhang Yi exerted force with both hands without hesitation, and suddenly slashed down with the Likong sword in his hand.

The purple light was generous, and countless thunders jumped around the blade.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's offensive reached its peak!

Facing Zhang Yi's counterattack at this time, the black fist shadow finally trembled.

In Zhang Yixin's eyes, a crack quietly appeared at the position where the fist shadow and Likong sword were in contact.

As the pressure increased, more and more cracks appeared on the black fist shadow.

After reaching a limit, with the sound of "Peng", Zhang Yi slashed down with a sword, and the black fist shadow was completely split into two!

Zhang Yi, whose divine sense returned from the shadow of the black fist, finally resolved Dongfang Jue's offensive in reality.

Immediately, Zhang Yi, who delivered the blow, fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

His face was a little pale, and cold sweat was streaming down his cheeks. It was obvious that cutting off the black fist was a lot of work for him.

At this time, Zhang Yi's appearance is undoubtedly a bit embarrassed. After all, he was oppressed by this fist shadow before, and most of his body fell into the stone slab, and his clothes were damaged in many places.

But although his appearance is a bit messy, his eyes are extremely bright, and his spirit is even higher.

At this time, in his sea of ​​consciousness, with the return of the divine sense, he also brought back a wisp of the core will of the fist.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Yi finally countered and split the black fist shadow into two.

"Thank you, Senior, for your mercy."

After a short rest, Zhang Yi looked at Dongfang Jue, and thanked him with his hands clasped.

Dongfang Jue nodded slightly, and explained, "The core of this punch is a martial arts will to give up everything."

"Give up your life, give up your life, bet everything on this punch, and it will naturally explode with power beyond the limit."

"And under this strong will, all of your own power will be completely unified."

"This is the reason why my various powers are perfectly integrated."

"Abandon everything?"

Zhang Yi murmured, and then, his face looked a little ugly.

"Senior, can this will be displayed only when you are desperate?"

"of course not."

Dongfang laughed.

"The key is to comprehend the essence of this will. Once you achieve this step, you can naturally use it at will."

"You have a seed of martial arts will, this matter is not difficult for you, it just takes some time."

"Downtime, you can integrate your own multiple powers, make them perfectly merged into one, and play the role of one plus one greater than two. This is the real purpose of the fist."

"Downtime, whether it's a fist or a sword, it's just a way of expression."

Dongfang Jue patiently explained, while Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

If this will can only be exercised with the crazy spirit of giving up everything, it will really have little effect on Zhang Yi.

After all, he will not let himself fall into uncontrollable danger, so the so-called abandonment of everything will naturally cease to exist.

However, according to the other party, the main function of this martial arts will is to unify one's own strength, which has a great effect on Zhang Yi.

This means that Zhang Yi's control over his own power will go to a higher level.

Understanding this, Zhang Yi couldn't help feeling joyful.

Then, Dongfang Jue spoke slowly again.

"That's all I can give you. Next, I'll send you away. The adventure in the astral world is not over yet."

"senior……"

Zhang Yi subconsciously spoke up, wanting to say something more.

However, Dongfang Jue flicked his sleeves, and a vortex appeared in the midair of the palace.

And a huge suction force came out of it immediately, sucking Zhang Yi into it and disappearing.

Dongfang Jue was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the end of the palace.

He walked slowly through the hall, then stepped up the nine golden steps, and finally turned around and sat on the seat.

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