mutant biological system

() Martial arts practitioners pay attention to the combination of form and spirit. The moves are form and the artistic conception is spirit. Those who obtain the form can kill people, and those who obtain the spirit can kill souls. However, killing people is ultimately inferior, and the direction of killing souls is superior.

A punch is thrown at the same time, with the same force and angle. If someone punches the opponent, it can kill the opponent. It may also be blocked, avoided, and counterattacked by the opponent. But if someone punches, it can make people feel deep in the soul.

There is a feeling of being unable to resist, and the person's soul is gone before the fist arrives. This is God, it is intention!

There is a saying among martial arts practitioners: If you only use the form, fists and kicks are just dead moves. If you only use the spirit, you can only scare people. Only by combining form and spirit can you kill people in person and kill gods in sight!

The fist has the intention of a fist, and the sword has the intention of a sword. The young boy in front of me has actually understood the intention of the sword!

Legend has it that swords, will, fists, and horses are very mysterious. Hundreds of thousands or millions of people have practiced it, but no one has achieved "intention". Including Wuchao Shura himself, the Six Yang Pulse Cutting Finger has also been learned.

He just barely touched the edge of "Intention" and failed to really apply "Intention" in the battle. However, the opponent, a little guy with no hair on his head, actually understood the intention of the sword and injured him, making him

I feel like I can't help but retreat!

How can God be so unfair? What kind of jealousy is this? What kind of humiliation is this! How can this be called Wucha Shura's love?

Wuchao Shura had thousands of thoughts in an instant, but Xu Qianming would not speculate on how much shock he had brought to Wuchao Shura with his sword strike. He just felt very refreshed and comfortable.

Just now, Wuchao Shura injected the Qi of the Six Yang Meridian Cutting Finger into his meridians, trying to destroy his meridians, but it accidentally helped him restart the passage of his Dantian, and what was even more inexplicable was that Xu Qianming's movement

The element-devouring mutation technique actually swallowed up Wucha Shura's true energy. Wuchao Shura's true energy, which was originally used to torture him, actually seemed to have given him a powerful tonic, making him pure.

Full of energy, there seemed to be endless energy all over his body, and he urgently needed to vent it!

What's more important is that Xu Qianming feels that every move and move he makes now is very different from other ones. He uses it so smoothly and freely!

Of course it's fun. After understanding the "meaning", how can it not be fun when playing with a knife?

Xu Qianming should be grateful to Wuchao Shura. If Wuchao Shura hadn't pushed him to the edge of Nirvana, he would not have clearly recalled his past experiences on the verge of Nirvana.

The last time I wandered around the edge of Nirvana, I was fighting a Tyrannosaurus Rex. The Tyrannosaurus Rex's moves are very simple, and the most commonly used ones are just a few, biting with its mouth, whipping with its tail, and grabbing with its two front paws.

But just a bite, a slap, a scratch, every extremely simple attack made Xu Qianming feel shaken and unable to resist.

Xu Qianming has been thinking that if his attacks could be as fierce as the Tyrannosaurus Rex, then fighting would be very enjoyable.

He has been trying to imitate the artistic conception when the Tyrannosaurus attacked, but he has been unable to imitate it, and this time he was forced to a dead end by Wucha Shura. The clips from the last battle with the Tyrannosaurus were in his mind like a movie.

Replay it and it becomes crystal clear.

Then, he realized it, and the so-called sword intention came into being.

However, Xu Qianming will not say thank you to Wuchao Shuluo. Either you die or I live. Thank you, I can't cut you with one knife, I will strike again!

"Roar!" Wucha Shuro felt the violent momentum again, and once again saw the ferocious tyrannosaurus in a trance opening its bloody mouth and rushing towards him.

His mind was shaking. Although he knew that it was an illusion caused by the opponent's sword intention, Wucha Shura still couldn't help but have the idea of ​​​​dodging.

"Damn it!" Wuchao Shura cursed fiercely inwardly, and stopped abruptly as he was about to dodge.

It's a shame to be forced to retreat by a young boy!

This kind of shame has happened once, and Wuchao Shura will never allow it to happen a second time, otherwise he will never be able to call himself a warrior again.

"Yangming's armor-breaking finger!" Wuchao Shura shouted angrily. The protective energy on his body surged, as if it was condensing into a piece of armor of light. At the same time, one of his index fingers shone brightly, like a small scorching sun. , crashing into Xu Qianming’s blade!

"Boom!" The finger collided with the broken knife, and there was an explosion like a landslide. There were some cracks in the alloy concrete walls around the building!

Xu Qianming spurted blood from his mouth and flew away, and the tyrannosaurus disappeared without a trace!

This is the difference in power. After all, Wuchao Shuluo is a high-level warrior, and he defeated Xu Qianming's sword intention with absolute strength!

"So what if you understand the intention of the sword? Your strength is less than one-tenth of mine, and your skill is less than one percent of mine. How can you fight against me - Shaoyang Fierce Soul Finger!" Wuchao Shura stepped forward. Moving forward, another point is made!

Xu Qianming seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move. Although Wuchao Shura's Liuyang Pulse Cutting Finger did not contain much "meaning", its powerful power was difficult for him to contend with.

The space in all directions seemed to collapse, pressing towards him, trying to crush him into pieces.

You must fight back, otherwise when Wucha Shura's fingers are upon you, you will inevitably die in nirvana!

The Element Devouring Mutation Technique was running desperately, and he roared from the bottom of his heart. Xu Qianming raised his hand little by little, waved the half-severing knife, and struck out again!

The tyrannosaurus reappears! The huge dragon head bites towards the fingers that are like the scorching sun!

The sword can break, but the sword's intention cannot! Xu Qianming suddenly realized that his strength was far inferior to that of Wuchao Shura, and only his sword's intention could compete with him!

After gathering the violent energy, the alloy knife and the Liuyang Pulse Cutting Finger collided again, and the building shook for a while, as if it was about to collapse.

"Boom!" Xu Qianming felt as if he was hit by a speeding heavy-duty suspension vehicle, his internal organs were shaken, and even his teeth seemed to be loosened a little, and his body flew out again.

"The dragon swings its tail!" Xu Qianming slashed with his backhand. Although this sword could not hit Wuchao Shura, it could continue his sword intention.

The "Dragon Tail Wag" was taken from the artistic conception of the Tyrannosaurus rex attacking the enemy with its tail. Xu Qianming didn't have time to think of an appropriate name, so he casually shouted out the word "Dragon Tail Wag", which was quite accurate.

The divine dragon swung its tail, and the sword's intention seemed to be like a huge steel whip lashing the void, splitting open the oppression caused by Wucha Shura.

This time Xu Qianming did not fall to the ground as embarrassed as last time. When the sword intention exists, the pressure of Wuchao Shuluo Liuyang's pulse-cutting fingers will weaken. Xu Qianming can still control his body shape and slam his feet against the wall. With a hard kick, the body flew back again.

"The evil dragon splits the ground!" Xu Qianming shouted again, slashing with the broken knife in his hand!

This move is taken from the artistic conception of the Tyrannosaurus' claws tearing apart the enemy. When the sword is struck out, it actually produces cross shadows, as if it is going to tear Wucha Shura from the middle!

"Yangming Broken Heart Finger!" Wuchao Shura's artistic conception overcame the trouble caused by Xu Qianming's sword intention, sneered, and pointed out his finger again.

"Boom!" Xu Qianming was blown away again, but just like the last time, he kicked his foot on the wall, his body bounced back like a coquettish dance, and he struck out with another knife.

"The angry dragon swallows the sky!"

A blow to the head, like a giant dragon opening its mouth to swallow the enemy in one bite!

Unfortunately, nothing changed in the result, Xu Qianming was blown away again... However, he is back again!

"The dragon swings its tail!"

"The evil dragon splits the ground!"

"The angry dragon swallows the sky!"

"Shenlong..."

Wuchao Shura couldn't bear it anymore. He found himself in an extremely ridiculous situation. The kid had to attack again and again. He defused it again and again, and knocked the opponent away again and again... but the opponent came back and forth. They are all repeating the three moves, simple straight slash, diagonal thrust, and horizontal slash. The only thing Wucha Shura can do is to fight tit for tat and knock the opponent away. He has no time to use other means to kill the opponent!

The hateful sword intention. Although Wucha Shura has overcome the fear of the sword intention, he is still affected by the sword intention, and his thinking and actions seem to be slower.

In fact, although Wuchao Shura looked very passive, he firmly had the upper hand, because every time he made a move, Xu Qianming was knocked away, and every time Xu Qianming launched an attack, his body's injuries would be increased, so If it goes on, there is no need for another ten rounds, no need for Wucha Shura to take action, Xu Qianming will collapse and reach Nirvana.

However, Wuchao Shura did not intend to repeat such boring counterattacks. After knocking Xu Qianming away again, his body suddenly swelled a bit, and the light on his fingers became even more intense.