Chapter 313: Avenue 3000

The fighting style of Saint Buddha can be described in four words.
-Unscrupulous!
This is not to say that there is no technical content in other people's kung fu, but to make an analogy, other people's attacks were like fluttering balloons to him, and it was not painful or itchy to hit him. So unless it obstructs the line of sight or affects activities, there is no need to dodge.
But suddenly this situation changed in an instant, and the Nima balloon changed into a shot in a blink of an eye! This is not a problem of influence and occlusion. If you really want to be smashed, you will not behave badly. If you are too punctual, you may even kill you.
Invulnerability is an innate instinct for the fighting sage Buddha, just like breathing and blinking for granted, so in his practice and actual combat, from the beginning to the end, he never thought about unnecessary consideration of this aspect. And when this instinct was deprived, the sudden change made him unable to grasp the balance between offense and defense. In the past, he only needed to go head-on, but now it’s not working. For example, he has to consider the escape route when counterattack. For example, he wants to restrain his body and sometimes reflexively wants to take certain attacks in exchange for the instinct of hard attacks...
The previous experience and fighting instincts have been completely overthrown. The body reflexes accumulated during various actual combat exercises have now become a stumbling block that has repeatedly injured himself.
The mood of the hip-hop brother at this time cannot be simply described in two words depressed.
Yang Yan's instincts are normal, and Wu Xiaoge's is also normal. The only weakened state is Hip Hop. He was already being brushed up by the team, and soon some Yanxi Jiangli joined the battle... Ao Qian who secretly releases thunderstorms on the other side can't be more annoying!
This was originally on the ground not far from the God's Court. It's normal to provide reinforcements quickly.
Yang Yan also took a sigh of relief after seeing that new blood had joined, and took out his attention to glance at the little brother Wu who had never dared to look at it, thoughtfully.
If it was said that when Ao Qian said that this person cut Pangu, he still thought about the other party's luck. Then this time, killing Sun Wukong's blood bar, Yang Yan did not dare to say that it was luck.
The hip-hop brother was suddenly broken. It is indeed a great influence on combat effectiveness, but even if that is the case, it does not mean that any individual can knock someone down.
At least among the little gods that Yang Yan has dealt with, there are very few who can do this...After all, they are fighting sacred Buddhas, no matter how they lower their attributes, they still have the foundation.
Brother Wu's own actual combat skills are one point, and his ability to break defenses is another point. The former is not difficult for a person who often deals with various figures of the world, but to do the latter, the power of a mortal is far from enough.
The Tongtian Eyes had not been completely closed, so Yang Yan could clearly see that there was no remnant soul of the magic in the opponent. The three souls and seven souls with a clean resume can only be trained in this way by his own efforts in his entire life.
What kind of plug-in can make this person go beyond the limits of mortals to achieve this point? !
In the midst of distracted thinking, the chains once again turned into white light and flashed across him like lightning. Wu Xiaoge was very rude and did not deliberately avoid Yang Yan in the middle of the route. Although the ultimate goal is hip-hop brother. But obviously he would be happier if he could attach a Yang Yan in the middle...
"Huh?!" Yang Yan flew away, and in the close contact just now, he was sensitively aware that a restrained vigor entwined on the chain faintly leaked some breath.
Yang Yan pushed the brim of his hat and opened his eyes wider to increase the scanning power, focusing on scanning the flashing chain that Brother Wu had drawn into the arena.
The vigor that occasionally leaks when swinging, the faint fluctuations that remain in the air after every flash of lightning, and that seems to be too bright, originally thought it was sharpened, but now it looks like it is itself A sharp sickle that shines...
What is Taigo empowerment? ! What is a flash of light? !
The only true answer is like a layer of window paper. After one piece of information has been sorted and summarized, it was broken open with a light stabbing with a finger. The truth instantly flooded into Yang Yan's eyes.
Enter the way with martial arts! ! !
When he got this answer, Yang Yan's eyes widened and almost took a breath and stepped on the wrong footsteps and fell to the ground.
Oh shit! It's no wonder that Pangu is jealous of the martial arts of Jianghu. I thought it was just groundless worries, but I didn't expect someone to enter the Taoist way? !
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Practitioners pay attention to chance and spiritual root.
In other words, luck and talent are indispensable.
For example, Yang Yan, he has the Heavenly Soul inheritance of Erlang God from the moment he was born, this is a talent. But then I met Li Chang again, which was a chance. The two are indispensable, no matter which point is not realized, Yang Yan cannot become the current true monarch of Erlang.
Even if the previous life is not a spiritual body of a god, and if you want to have the basic conditions for cultivation, the affinity and acceptance of the spirit of the heavenly soul and the tenacity of the soul itself are also essential, and these talents can only be born with. , Did not exist at birth, it is destined to disappear for a lifetime.
When you meet another person or opportunity who can lead him on the path of spiritual practice, this is chance.
However, there are always exceptions to things in this world.
In terms of external power, martial arts is nothing but a process of strengthening the body and enhancing the ability of conditioning. But when you enter the realm of internal strength, you can already call it a body quencher.
Muscles, skin, blood vessels, internal organs, when the internal strength is cultivated to a certain level, every cell of the body can be nourished and tempered. Martial arts and cultivation are both things that go against the sky. After maximizing the limit, when the inner strength practitioners realize a certain barrier, once they break through, they will reach the so-called innate state, which is the realm of cultivation.
Of course, this does not necessarily require how strong and profound the internal strength, although this is also a basic condition, but more importantly is the question of savvy and lucky value.
There are almost no people who have become famous in the history of martial arts, forcibly breaking through barriers, and completely breaking through the restrictions of the heavenly soul with a powerful body. Those who can enter the right way are definitely against the sky. Therefore, generally speaking, Wuxiu’s calamity and demons will be several times stronger than Taoist Buddhist cultivation.
Even fighting against the holy Buddha cannot be regarded as martial art. Although people fight fiercely, they still follow the path of meritocracy.
Erlang God, known as the God of Heaven, is also the way of Taoism.
Not to mention the strengths and weaknesses of the three in the fight, the focus of the first two professional upgrades is definitely different from that of Wu Xiaoge.
Although Yang Yan had previously proposed a hypothesis for Feng Xiaoxiao, this hypothesis is only a theoretically feasible hypothesis. Because of the various difficulties in the process, he really never thought that he could see a martial artist with his own eyes. .
Of course, judging by the appearance of Brother Wu, he doesn't seem to know that he has broken through a key barrier of epoch-making significance. I am afraid that this person still thinks that he is nothing more than a deep inner strength... It's simply going to be against the rhythm of the sky!
Looking at the arrogant Wu Xiaoge who knew nothing about it, Yang Yan almost burst into tears.
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"...So so and so, this surname Wu must not be offended, and he must be especially careful with Pangu. If Pangu knows that someone in the rivers and lakes has broken through the barriers, I am afraid that other people will be more attacked in the future. That's too much." Yang Yan sneaked away from the chaos, calling Feng Xiaoxiao with emotion and sadness.
Feng Xiaoxiao obviously did not expect to hear such unexpected shocking news: "Is it so fierce?!"
"Absolutely vigorous!" Yang Yan sighed, "Well, Wu Xiu, as everyone knows, this job transfer is almost always promoted by actual combat and the like. If you really want to cultivate successfully, it can be said to be the gods and demons. Others of the same level The cultivator is definitely not his opponent. In some cases, he can leapfrog to other professions..."
"And one more thing, Wu Xiu doesn't need heaven and earth auras, they just need to keep tempering their true energy and body." Yang Yan had a headache rubbing his temples: "In this age of the end, other demons, gods and ghosts Their cultivation base is greatly reduced due to lack of spiritual energy, but they can get stronger and stronger without being affected. Although slow, you can imagine that the future is definitely a strong enemy... No wonder Pangu hunts them down before the gods, and wants to change my words I’m afraid I would also want to cut the grass and roots while Wu Xiu is still swaddling the rivers and lakes."
Feng Xiao is cautious: "Brother Zhan and Xiao Tang mentioned to me later that Brother Wu is the head of six doors, one of the best players in the new generation of Jianghu... If he is the standard, I am afraid Wu Xiu will also There will be one or two more. I heard a while ago that one of the top masters of the veteran generation has been killed, and the other people who were attacked were broken hands and feet. I am afraid that destroying that would be martial arts or quasi-martial arts."
"Oh, that's right." Feng Xiaoxiao was talking vigorously in the car, and suddenly the corner of her eyes swept over the driver's seat with the faint glance from Old Man Yang, and she was frozen and coughed and changed the topic: "Do you want to feed your dad here? medicine?!"
Old man Yang was furious: "I'm not dead yet!"
Can you stay away from talking bad? !
Yang Yan was reminded for a moment, and then immediately got a headache: "...My own father ~EbookFREE.me~ I always feel a little psychological pressure to feed the medicine."
"Or else." Feng Xiaoxiao commented: "If your dad doesn't send you to the institute for anatomy or zoo exhibition, we won't be fed the medicine?! Anyway, Xiao Tang didn't feed it either."
Old man Yang was angry again: "That's my son!"
Which Lao Tzu would lose his conscience to this point? !
"..." Yang Yan heard the old man Yang's roar through a microphone: "Forget it, you'd better come and solve the monkey! Then Brother Wu is about to drag people into the game."
People Tiangong dare to make trouble, a police station is absolutely trivial.
ps:
The stalks of the rivers and lakes were pulled out, and Xiao Brother Wu's explosive combat effectiveness was also pulled out.
I came back in a grave year today, so I wrote it a little later and released it early tomorrow.
In addition, I wish you all a good year of the horse and a lot of red envelopes.