"Come again!"
Xia Ping rushed up and fought with the saint phantom, feeling the vigor of the saint phantom's attack.
He felt that fighting against the phantom of the saint was of great benefit. He was simply a mentor, helping himself to check for deficiencies. As the battle progressed, the flaws in his martial arts skills became less and less, and he already had a thorough and perfect taste.
Although there is a systematic divine enlightenment that allows him to learn very fast, but if the body really masters these martial arts, even the blood and every cell in the body are engraved with the memory of these martial arts, and the help of the system is not enough.
The most important thing is to rely on yourself, experience, and fight!
And the saint phantom gave him a huge help, this is the oppression of the extreme battle between life and death, and Xia Ping's martial arts experience has evolved at the speed of light.
Gradually, there was a trace of the rudiment of a martial arts master on his body.
After all, such an opportunity is really rare, and it is actually possible to fight against the saint, even if it is just a phantom, it is a huge adventure that cannot be imagined.
It is estimated that even if the king wants to get such an adventure, it is very difficult.
Bang bang bang! ! !
The saint phantom smashed with a punch, shaking the blood on Xia Ping's body, and his whole body was numb, as if countless ants were biting on his body, very weak.
"Golden Crow Eyes!"
With this realization, Xia Ping was not only fighting against the saint phantom, but also observing the saint phantom's every move and comprehending the opponent's martial arts moves.
If it is an ordinary person, it is impossible to learn the opponent's martial arts skills in battle.
But Xia Ping is different, he has golden black eyes on his body.
This eye is extremely powerful, not only has strong dynamic vision, but also can see through, farsighted, and even slow down the opponent's attack speed, and can analyze the opponent's strength all the time.
It can be said that if Xia Ping is willing, he can analyze the opponent's every move, know any enemy's movements within a second, and gain insight into the opponent's martial arts skills.
Although the other party is a sage phantom, wanting to analyze it is many times more difficult than ordinary people, but he believes that over time, it will be a matter of time to learn the other party's martial arts secretly.
……
Time passed bit by bit, and so far, he had fought with the phantom of the saint for ten days and ten nights.
According to the time comparison between the real space and the virtual network, the real world is only one day past, but even if Xia Ping's body is like a monster, he can't bear such mental exhaustion.
After being beaten dozens of punches, it is estimated that he would no longer be able to hold it, and fell to the ground in a coma.
But the phantom of the saint is still the same as at the beginning, without any changes, like a machine, this situation is simply desperate, this is a huge gap.
"I have mastered it."
But Xia Ping not only didn't feel desperate, but his eyes showed excitement, because as he fought against the phantom of the saint, he didn't know how many punches he had been beaten.
In the past ten to twenty years, there may not be as many lives as today.
It is estimated that every cell in the body has been beaten by the phantom of the saint, and this kind of pain has been engraved into the deepest part of the soul.
But such a price is worth it. With the battle of the body, he has understood the most basic technique of Helix Qi Jin, and has integrated the fist technique of the saint's phantom.
"That's it, this is the true spiral force, it's really powerful." Xia Ping was very excited, and he felt the earth-shaking changes in the qi in his body.
The gang current flows through every meridian, and in every acupuncture orifice, there is no longer the slow flow and calmness before, but a vortex and a spiral force are generated.
Although it is only a change, this change is amazing. It is simply a metamorphosis. It is like a primitive man who has evolved into a modern man. This is a supreme martial arts skill.
Xia Ping felt that he had mastered the power of the spiral, even if it was an ordinary punch, he was overpowered several times by his previous self, and his destructive power was terribly messed up.
Boom!
At this moment, he stepped out in one step, and the entire earthquake trembled, like an ancient savage elephant trampled on, with his body as the center, a terrible vortex force was suddenly produced.
It seems that the surrounding atmosphere revolves around his body, and everything in the world can't escape the power of this rotation.
The saint phantom also seemed to feel this threat. Facing such a spiral, he felt that his body seemed to be pulled by countless vigor, as if his body was trapped by a rope.
It also seemed as if a Kunpeng opened his mouth wide and swallowed it crazily, producing extremely terrifying suction, unable to escape.
"kill!"
Xia Ping smashed out with a punch, ordinary and unremarkable, like the incarnation of a saint's phantom, not jumping or moving, just such an ordinary and unremarkable punch, Ru Taishan pressed the top.
Fists shook and the air exploded!
Bang bang bang! ! !
Countless sound explosions were produced in the void, and a series of explosions broke out. From his fist, a terrible spiral force was produced, which seemed to be a black hole vortex.
Such a punch, like Mount Tai, crushed down, making it almost impossible to breathe.
The saint phantom felt the great danger, and his figure flickered, as if he wanted to dodge.
But there is no way to evade it. Such a fist has a tyrannical spiral force, and suction is generated around it, which seems to suck the phantom of the saint tightly.
Boom!
This fist hit the saint’s phantom body firmly, and the spiral force exploded, penetrated in, and shook in the void. It seems that at this moment, the surrounding air has condensed into substance, producing circles of spiral ripples. , Sweeping in all directions.
The ground of the entire martial arts school seemed to have a cracking smell, causing tremors.
With a bang, the phantom of the saint burst open and disappeared in this space.
And this space returned to silence again, leaving only Xia Ping alone.
"call!"
Seeing the saint's phantom exploding, Xia Ping exhausted all of his strength and fell to the ground, panting and sweating profusely, and almost collapsed all over his body.
If this punch did not defeat the saint's phantom, it is estimated that he would lose.
"Congratulations to the tester Wu Wudi, who passed the assessment perfectly and rewarded 10,000 Cosmic Coins." At this time, a mechanical voice came over, resounding throughout the martial arts school.
"abnormal."
When the cat fairy next to him saw this situation, the corners of his mouth twitched and he was very speechless. Even after he killed him, he didn't expect Xia Ping to actually pass the test, and he still passed the test perfectly.
After all, this is the phantom of a saint, and it's nothing else. Ordinary warriors will be stunned with one move.
But this kid was good, and he had to contend with the saint shadow for ten days and ten nights, and finally learned the martial arts of the saint shadow, and he beat the opponent with one punch.
If this is not perversion, what is perversion.
It is estimated that when the master of the Star Gate was young, he was not so perverted as this kid, too exaggerated.
After all, this is just a martial arts test, not to defeat the phantom of the saint, but to be recognized by the phantom of the saint. If the opponent is deemed qualified, he is qualified to pass.
Want to defeat the phantom of the saint, this kind of difficulty is not mortal can imagine.