Lying in the tub, with his body immersed in the cold spiritual fluid, Xiao Yan was somewhat intoxicated by the sense of full strength in his body. According to the usual breakthrough pattern, there would generally be a period of warmth after reaching the seventh stage. During the period of nourishment, Xiao Yan, who had the foundation-building spiritual aid, skipped this period and reached the filling stage.
After sitting quietly in the tub for a while, Xiao Yan slowly stood up after his joy gradually calmed down, his naked body covered with light blue water drops, showing off a splendid splendor under the reflection of the sun.
I stretched out lazily, and the bones in his body seemed to be reborn, and there was a burst of crackling.
Turning his head casually, Xiao Yan made a move with his right hand on the bed, the suction sprayed out, and the clothes were immediately drawn into his palm.
"Yes, the fighting spirit is indeed abundant. With the suction force created now, it should be able to tweak a person's weight?" After putting on his clothes, Xiao Yan frowned slightly and muttered: "Unfortunately, this "Sucking palm" does not seem to have much offensive power. The so-called forcible extraction of blood from the opponent can only deal with people far lower than his own, but it is a bit beyond the reach of opponents of the same or advanced level... "
Thinking of this, Xiao Yan sighed with regret, this can be regarded as his first fighting skill.
Pursing his mouth, Xiao Yan just wanted to step out of the tub, his heart moved suddenly.
The pupils of his eyes were slightly shining inexplicably, and Xiao Yan's right palm slowly curled, and his eyes were fixed on his palm. After a while, the palm of his hand was half a foot away and aimed at a vase.
Licking his lips, the fighting energy in Xiao Yan's body didn't experience any specific veins, it just erupted straight out of his palm...
The release of fighting qi requires at least the level of a big fighting master to be able to barely achieve it. Therefore, Xiao Yan's move did not have the slightest effect other than creating a small breeze.
A light breeze spouted from the palm of the palm, blowing the vase violently and shaking it several times, almost falling off the table...
Not only was Xiao Yan not disappointed, but rather happy, rubbing his hands with some excitement, quickly stepped back a few meters, and aimed his right palm at the vase again.
"Suck your palms!" With a soft drink, the powerful suction suddenly pulled the vase to Xiao Yan.
Just as the vase was about three feet in front of Xiao Yan, the suction in Xiao Yan's palm suddenly stopped, and all the fighting energy in his body spurted out of his palm. Suddenly, a strong wind pressure blew there fiercely. Above the vase that flew quickly.
"boom!"
Two forces in opposite directions met in mid-air, but the vase as the center of the encounter made a bang, turned into small fragments, and shot out.
Looking at the effect of his palm, Xiao Yan's small face was full of surprises. The collision of suction and counter-thrust caused much more destructive power than he expected.
Although the fighting energy in the body had been exhausted in the previously created reverse thrust, Xiao Yan was extremely excited. He only used the lowest level of movement to exert that reverse thrust. The method not only consumes the most energy, but also the effect achieved is pitiful, and if he can have a counter-thrust fighting technique that specializes in suction, like a palm, then the two work together, he is sure of the effect. , Will be extremely fierce!
"Little guy, yes... I can think of using this trick to strengthen the "pump"." The ring on his finger flashed slightly, and the old man Yao floated out, looking at the debris in the room, nodded slightly, and said in praise.
Xiao Yan grinned, his eyes rolled on Yao Lao's body, with a flattering expression on his face.
"If there is a fighting skill that specializes in counter-thrusting power, and then it is refined to the point where the fire is pure, then your low-level suction palm, above the offensive power, may be comparable to the intermediate or high-level combat skills of the profound stage. …" As if not seeing Xiao Yan's face, Yao Lao said to himself.
"Teacher, you also know that this kind of auxiliary fighting skill is rare. I can get this sucking palm, or by luck. Now where do you want me to find an auxiliary fighting skill that can match the sucking palm?" Xiao Yan held his head, seemingly helpless.
"Don't look like you are innocent, don't you just want to make ideas from me." Yao Lao said with a glance at Xiao Yan.
"You didn't think of this idea before, but these two fighting skills are similar to the auxiliary fighting skills of chicken ribs, it is difficult to find, so few people have really collected it."
"Neither did the teacher?" Hearing this, Xiao Yan's face suddenly pulled down and he was very depressed. He didn't have any fighting skills to use the counter-thrust. It was undoubtedly a move that didn't worth the gain by relying on his own vindictiveness.
Seeing Xiao Yan's dejected appearance, Yao Lao shook his head amusedly, rubbed his forehead with his fingers, and muttered: "Someone asked me to refine medicine before. Pill, I won’t trade with that person. It’s been too long. If it weren’t for you reminded me today, I’m afraid I would have forgotten it."
"Okay... I found it." The finger moved away from his forehead, and then lightly tapped his forehead in Xiao Yan's ecstatic gaze.
After being nodded to his forehead, Xiao Yan's head rose slightly, and a large amount of information was poured into it. After a long while, it gradually became clear.
"Blowing the palm of fire: Profound rank low-level, can create powerful wind pressure!"
The simple explanation and the old-fashioned name made the four low-level characters of the mysterious rank look extremely shabby.
"The founder of this thing is a blacksmith who has been ironing for a lifetime. Because of the need of the fire, he inexplicably created this fire fighting technique..." Looking at Xiao Yan with a little stiff face, Yao Lao laughed playfully. .
Rolling his eyes, Xiao Yan somewhat admired the blacksmith's ability. Creating fighting skills was not as easy as hitting an iron embryo.
Blowing the palm of fire is not difficult to learn. Under Yao Lao's guidance, it took Xiao Yan two hours to master the trick.
Standing in the room, Xiao Yan eagerly looked at the only vase in the room, took a deep breath, curled his palm, and the suction force was wild: "Suction palm!"
Following the strong suction, the vase flew directly towards Xiao Yanji.
Staring tightly at the flying vase, Xiao Yan hurriedly withdrew his palm with his right hand, and then the fighting energy in his body moved in the vein of the palm of the fire.
"Blow the palm of fire!"
Just as the vase was about to hit his head, the forceful wind pressure violently swept out of Xiao Yan's palm, and immediately, the room was filled with dust.
"boom!"
There was another clear muffled sound, this time the vase was directly blasted into pieces by two opposing forces.
"good…"
The dusty area covered with white powder, Xiao Yan's eyes glowed as he watched the effect achieved. As long as he could convert the two fighting skills to perfection, it would definitely be enough to make any unprepared person suffer a big loss.
Taking off the white crumbs on his body, Xiao Yan knew in his heart that in the last three months, he had another training task.
After March, it will be my coming-of-age ceremony...
"Hey, maybe many people are expecting me to continue to make a fool of myself?" In the messy house, the young man sneered.