Chapter 22 Innate
"No, no, don't come over here!"
In the sudden attack, the exploration team was almost wiped out.
The palace protector had disheveled hair and was slumped on the ground, looking at Fang Xian as if he were looking at an evil ghost.
"Master Fang, I was wrong. Please be magnanimous and forgive me..."
"Zhao Yi has already sent out a signal. Ao Xiong will be here soon. If you spare my life, I can show him a false path... You can feed me poison, and I promise to obey..."
The palace protector knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
"There are all kinds of people... People like you would dirty my hands if I killed them."
Fang Xian looked at Guardian Gong with a hint of joy in his eyes. He suddenly kicked with his foot, and the long sword dropped by Zhao Yi suddenly flew out and pierced Guardian Gong's chest.
"you……"
The palace protector fell to the ground and a dagger fell out of his arms.
"Among the pursuers, the slightly powerful post-natal warriors have been dealt with almost completely... Next, it's time for the real battle!"
Fang Xian's eyes showed no sadness or joy, and he chose the battlefield carefully.
Not long after, a figure broke through the air and chased after them, with a terrifying aura lingering around him.
A congenital master!
Deputy leader of the Wuxing Sect!
'Golden Lion' Ao Xiong!
"Boy, I want your life!"
When Ao Xiong saw Fang Xian, he flew towards him without any extra words, opened his right hand, and grabbed with a claw, with a hissing sound coming from his palm.
Fang Xian's face was extremely solemn, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. His figure was like a dragon or snake, and the five fingers of his right hand were put together, transforming into a killing move of the Tiger Fist.
Bang!
The fists and claws collided, shaking the whole area.
Two figures flew back.
Fang Xian looked at his right arm, only to see that the clothes on it were torn and blood was seeping out: "Real Qi is released?!"
He began to understand how powerful the innate masters were.
Just the release of true qi is equivalent to having an extremely powerful weapon in your hand.
After all, in a duel between masters, the difference is only a matter of millimeters. If one person's maximum killing distance is several feet longer than that of the other, that can be quite fatal.
"Yes, it is the release of true energy!"
Ao Xiong rubbed his right hand and said, "You are really strong, but so what? Your right arm is broken, right? Killing the acquired with the innate is like killing a dog!"
"Broken? Do you have some misunderstanding about the strength of your own Qi?"
Fang Xian wiped the blood from his right arm and the wound healed automatically. After he had mastered his own horizontal training, he could control his muscles and do all kinds of incredible things.
Besides, it was just a minor flesh wound.
He swung his hand, and the joints of his right hand exploded. He suddenly took a step, as if shrinking the distance into an inch, and walked with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, rapidly closing the distance.
"Come again!"
Fang Xian reached out with one hand, his fist roared like a tiger, his hand was like a dragon claw, and there was also a hint of snake-like tricks in it.
"Five-Shape Fist? You're secretly learning our martial arts!"
Ao Xiong's eyelids twitched and he grabbed out with a claw, also a dragon claw hand.
Bang!
The two men's arms were entangled, and each of them exerted force.
Ao Xiong released his innate true energy and felt a terrifying force coming like an overwhelming force. He couldn't help but take a step back and his face turned red.
It was such a shame that he, a master of the Five Form School, was forced to retreat by a master of the Five Form School.
While I was angry, I also felt a chill in my heart.
He is so capable at such a young age, what will he be like in a few years?
“Haha… come again!”
However, the more Fang Xian fought, the clearer his mind felt. In his hands, he displayed the five forms of boxing one by one, and he used them freely and wantonly. In the end, he did it casually and didn't care what kind of boxing style it was.
All the boxing styles are finally melted into one, that is my boxing!
"Come again!"
"Come again!"
"Are you so weak? Are you a fake innate?"
boom!
boom!
A strong wind blew in the original forest.
The fallen leaves swept across the sky, the soil exploded, and the ground was covered with footprints.
Snap!
When his blood was boiling and his fighting spirit reached its peak, Fang Xian suddenly felt a shattering sound coming from his body.
A brand new force appeared in his dantian.
That is not a power that ordinary people have , but a new kind of supernatural mysterious power!
Hunyuan Qi!
At this moment, he successfully entered the innate state through horizontal training!
Ao Xiong retreated repeatedly, keenly sensing that the young man opposite him had changed.
If it had only relied on its strong body to fight him before, now the cub has grown into a ferocious beast and has the strength to hunt him!
"You... are too weak!"
The Hunyuan Qi flowed through his body, causing Fang Xian's figure to rise a few inches higher. He let out a long roar, "Now that my Hunyuan Qi is complete, if you can survive my punch, I will spare your life! My Xing Quan!"
Boom!
He threw a punch that contained the essence of all the martial arts he had learned so far.
Ao Xiong took several steps back and seemed to see the shadow of a giant, who punched him down like a mountain.
"No!"
He roared and raised both hands as if to support the sky.
Bang!
After a loud noise, a dark red pit appeared at the spot, and Ao Xiong had disappeared.
"call……"
Fang Xian slowly finished his training and looked at his hands: "Sure enough... Entering the Xiantian realm through horizontal training is more than one level higher than ordinary Qi training Xiantian... This is a result of accumulated experience!"
"Finally, I have become a congenital martial artist. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and now I have finally mastered it!"
He looked at his tattered clothes and shook his head again.
Suddenly, he looked in a certain direction and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Who is coming?"
Crash!
There was a slight sound in the bushes, and a figure floated down like a crane in the blue sky.
This was a young fat man, with a look of surprise on his round face: "You actually killed Ao Xiong?"
"Such a young innate? Are you the 'Tianluo Star'?"
Fang Xian's eyes moved, and he recognized the identity of the person who came: "Could it be that you, a casual cultivator, also want to learn from me?"
"No, no, I just came to take a look! It has nothing to do with Wuxingmen and Zhang family..."
Bao Qian waved his hands quickly.
He really just ran into it by chance and came to see the fun.
But the development of things was completely beyond expectations.
Fang Xian, who was originally thought to have to flee in a panic, actually killed Ao Xiong in the end. He is truly a little evil star!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "A new generation replaces the old. I believe that after today, your name of 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist' will be known throughout the martial arts world. It's great to have another one added to the Sixteen New Stars..."
"etc!"
Fang Xian's face twitched: "Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist? That's the nickname you gave it?"
"Brother, you claim that you have cultivated the Hunyuan Qi, and your fist is as fast as thunder, and your palm carries wind and thunder. Isn't it very appropriate to call it the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Fist?" Bao Qian felt a little strange.
He felt that this nickname was very appropriate and was quite proud of it.
"No! Change it. This nickname easily reminds me of a certain bald guy..."
Fang Xian quickly shook his head.
"Well... this is just a small matter. It seems that things are going to get uneasy here. How about we find another place to talk?"
Bao Qian suggested.
“Very good!”
Fang Xian moved his ears, nodded, used his lightness skills, jumped onto the treetop, and followed Bao Qian into the dense forest.
