Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Chapter 1635: Hardening, favoring (please subscribe)

Moreover, the pressure that everyone felt before was only invisible, but now the pressure around Meng Zhao's body has condensed into substance. It is really hard to imagine how terrifying power it contains.

As far as innate warriors like them are concerned, if they are subjected to the kind of pressure that is terrifying enough to turn reality into reality, let alone a step, even for a breath, they are considered to be highly skilled in martial arts and have a profound foundation.

After all, the pressure is all-round, with no dead ends, from the inside, from the body to the spirit.

Even if the mental will is comparable to steel, the physical body can easily collapse and disintegrate directly due to the pressure. This is a real physical death that cannot be reversed simply by relying on willpower.

However, Meng Zhao behaved very calmly and contentedly. Despite the violent storm and overwhelming pressure that followed him like a shadow, it was still difficult to shake his god-like body.

Everyone could not help but feel that Meng Zhao was a rock, and the countless pressures were waves. No matter how turbulent the waves were, they could not help but feel like a rock standing in the sea.

And among all the people, who felt the deepest feelings was none other than Mu Yi, who was beside Meng Zhao.

If you don't feel the pressure up close, you won't be able to appreciate the true horror of that pressure. But Mu Yi can feel it, so he naturally understands it better. In terms of pure strength, even if he receives the empowerment and blessing of the Dragon Vein, It was absolutely impossible to act as comfortable as Meng Zhao.

How shocking is this person's background to the world? Could it be that he really has the ability to be supreme in ancient times?

One has no resistance, and the other is facing huge pressure, but at this time, the two of them are keeping pace with each other, moving towards the dragon vein step by step.

After walking about three-quarters of the way, Meng Zhao finally showed a sense of exertion, and small beads of sweat were faintly visible on his forehead. Seeing this, Mu Yi couldn't help but asked curiously,

"Isn't it possible that King Meng Long doesn't have a way to approach this dragon vein calmly? If he can't even get close to the dragon vein in the end, how can he get the approval of the dragon vein and subdue it?"

Meng Zhao smiled, pointed at the dragon vein, and then pointed at himself,

"Mu Yi, you have to know that Dragon Vein is indeed a huge opportunity, but do you know that the pressure it generates is also a kind of opportunity and a kind of tempering?

There is a path in martial arts called Extreme Martial Arts, which aims to stimulate one's own potential through pressure and transform it into strength, so as to achieve rapid practice, consolidate the foundation, and surpass the limits.

This pressure comes from a variety of sources, life and death crises, hardships in hundreds of battles, the accusations of thousands of people, and now the pressure brought by the dragon vein is real and real.

I am using this dragon vein to test my limits, and at the same time, I also want to use this to sharpen myself.

Unfortunately, the power of this dragon vein is indeed extraordinary. With my current practice, I can only take another twenty steps forward. After twenty steps, I will have to use methods to bypass the pressure brought to me. Obstacles and troubles. "

Others were filled with emotion when they heard Meng Zhao's words. Of course, they were more afraid of Meng Zhao and speculated on his true strength.

You must know that different cultivation levels, backgrounds, and pressures faced are completely different.

For example, at the beginning, Min Tao could walk so many steps when he was in the innate state, but after using his trump card and using the power of the master, he was instantly pushed back. If he didn't react quickly, he would have been injured.

It is precisely the stronger the strength, the greater the pressure.

However, Meng Zhao resisted this increasingly terrifying pressure and walked more than three-quarters of the entire distance. It was simply astonishing. In the eyes of these people, he was no different from a heavenly being.

Such martial arts strength and potential made them completely despair.

Mu Yi had doubts in his heart, but he didn't say much. He wanted to see if Meng Zhao was really so accurate in his calculations.

So he took another twenty steps, but strangely found that Meng Zhao was three steps ahead of him, more than two bodies ahead of him, and the solid pressure still existed.

Mu Yi looked dumbfounded.

"This, this, King Menglong, if you don't tell me twenty steps later, will it be unbearable?"

Meng Zhao sighed and said in a somewhat disappointed tone,

"Hey, I estimated that based on my previous strength, but I didn't expect that the pressure brought by the dragon vein would increase my strength slightly, so I took three more steps, but my skills stopped there. "

Mu Yi's mouth twitched when he heard it. This is really making progress and getting stronger every moment!

However, since you have achieved your goal of tempering yourself, what is there to sigh about?

He thought so, so he asked.

Meng Zhao shook his head and said again,

"For me, such an enhancement has no extra value other than a slight increase in combat power."

Look, look, what he said made Mu Yi speechless.

Third Young Master Bai was even more jealous. If he had such a talent, his martial arts would never be worse than Shen Tianci's. How could inner demons appear? Why would he hesitate to use this so-called evil weapon of Goguryeo? Dude, what kind of blood sacrifice picture are you doing?

Just when everyone was curious about how Meng Zhao could circumvent the pressure brought by the dragon vein, they saw the fire around Meng Zhao turning around, as if the sun was shining on him. His artistic conception was indescribably brilliant, but his pure power was no more than harmonious. Mu Yi's cultivation level seems to be quite different.

Everyone still wonders why the thunder is so loud and the raindrops are so light when the magic power breaks out?

Then he saw that the pressure that originally surrounded Meng Zhao, like a substance, turned into various air walls and tornado shapes, dissipated.

This, what the hell does this make sense? No, it makes no sense at all.

Compared to Third Young Master Bai, Lu Houer, Xu Tingyun and others who were confused, Mu Yi, as one of the parties involved, felt the deepest, because he suddenly felt very weak.

This kind of weakness does not really mean that there is something wrong with his body or that there is some gap in his mind.

Simplicity is just a very mysterious feeling that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Something that he should have had been cut in half. Half of it still belonged to him, but the other half had turned into a torrential river and poured into the body of the Dragon King of Beimeng.

"This, could it be that this is what luck favors, and Meng Zhao has diluted my luck?"

Mu Yi's mind was spinning very quickly, and in just a moment, he came up with a possibility.

The so-called favored by luck, of course, is not a general term, but refers to the favor, concern, and recognition of the dragon vein.

This makes him unfavorable in every situation in Lishou Mountain, and he is unrivaled in heaven and earth.

This kind of favor is certainly not without reason.

One of the reasons is that there is the Great Sui Dragon Qi in this dragon vein, which faintly echoes with the Yang family bloodline and the thin Great Sui Dragon Qi in his body, so that he can be favored, and then his luck will greatly increase.

But now, Meng Zhao actually used a single skill to divide his luck, which is really unbelievable.

What exactly is this technique, and why is it so involved and related to dragon veins?

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