As he said this, he closed his eyes again and sank into consciousness once again. This time, he wanted to create his own unique skills in one fell swoop, so that when he fought with others, he would have the moves to deal with them and would not suffer losses.
He stood proudly in the sea of consciousness, with his hands behind his back, a gleam in his eyes, and a flash of movement without wind, with the style of a great master.
"My technique will be the most suitable one for me," he murmured.
The zombie clan's body is invincible. No treasure can compare to his body. His body is the most powerful treasure.
"Since my physical body is invincible, I must make good use of it." Based on the principle of wasting it if not used, Feng Qingyang finally began to think.
A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and his body moved slowly, dancing in his consciousness.
Boom! !
The void shook, and a black giant beast suddenly appeared behind him. The beast roared towards the sky with extraordinary domineering power and full of arrogance. I am invincible, I am the master!
He swung his fist, and the shadow behind him also danced. His black mane swung, and seemed to turn into sharp sword energy, which then wrapped itself tightly.
The mane was swinging, looking extremely sharp and clanging, and it was extremely domineering. It could be said that if there was a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building in front of him, he would be strangled to death by the mane of this black giant without any other means.
Feng Qingyang's physical body is already invincible, so he can only make himself more condensed, solid, and strong. His body is unmatched by any magic weapon.
As long as he gets close to her, she doesn't need any martial arts, she can just slap him to death with one palm strike. The power of one palm strike is hundreds of thousands of kilowatts of force, and no matter who faces it, they will be turned into a pile of meat paste under her palm strike.
He changed his palm into a fist, and his original palm technique was also fierce, but Feng Qingyang felt that it was not suitable for him. He liked the exhilarating feeling of punching into the flesh, and he liked the endless fierceness even more.
No matter how powerful you are, no matter what your conspiracy is, I can destroy you with one punch. I can even destroy the whole world with one punch.
He danced with his fists with great power, thunder rolled around him, roaring continuously, as if it could shatter the void. The green sapling in his dantian swayed, and strands of magic power transformed by it poured into his body.
His body is constantly being strengthened, and his physical strength is gradually increasing!
A huge force of 500,000 jin! A huge force of 600,000 jin!
His storage ring opened automatically, and all the magic weapons, spirit stones, and Yin Lingzhu inside it disintegrated and were madly refined and absorbed by the Taiyin Sutra. After being blessed by the green sapling, they were poured into his body to strengthen it.
All of this... was carried out unconsciously. At this moment, he had already sunk into the deepest part of his consciousness, practicing the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
700,000 jin of strength! 800,000 jin of strength! The strength continued to rise, Feng Qingyang was completely unaware, at this moment, all the things that could be transformed in his storage ring were absorbed!
Even... even the dormant Ying Gou's essence and blood seemed to be beginning to wake up, trembling slightly.
The strength kept rising, and it didn't stop until it reached 990,000 pounds. At this moment, no matter how his body absorbed energy, the strength would no longer increase. He might have reached a bottleneck. If he wanted to break through, he would have to advance to the middle-stage wandering corpse. However, in order to advance to the middle-stage wandering corpse, he had to go through a thunder catastrophe.
But at this moment, his strength has almost doubled compared to before. If he were to face the Heavenly Demon Prince, he would definitely not be as struggling as before.
Moreover, at this moment, he is also creating his own boxing style, which will stand out from the classic martial arts of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
"My fist will shatter the void and the sky. When my fist is out, the heaven and earth will collapse!" he muttered to himself.
There was a gleam of light in his eyes that kept flashing, and the shadow of the black giant beast behind him became more solid. Every scale was shining with a cold light, and an ancient, heavy and hard aura emanated from it.
"I don't have any fixed moves to begin with. This is my shortcoming and I must make up for it!"
His body did not stop for a moment as he practiced rapidly in his mind.
"The Powerful Vajra Palm is just a palm technique. It is like a palm of wind and cloud. It seems a bit sacred and ethereal, so it is not suitable for me. My moves must be based on fists!"
He changed his palm into a fist, and with one punch, it seemed as if the void was about to collapse.
"If you want to have your own boxing style, you can only discard the dross and retain the essence from these martial arts classics."
After saying that, he jumped up, loosened his fist and turned it into a palm, and he used every move of the Vajra Palm and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Although he is only in consciousness, it is still possible in reality!
"What is a fist?"
"Fists... have symbolized brute force since ancient times. Giant beasts use their powerful paws to trample, and mortals, use their fists to inflict the most powerful damage!"
"When you punch, the sky will be shocked. This is the path of dominance. Be fearless and move forward courageously!"
"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms must be simplified and transformed into a boxing technique, and then it must be integrated into the Nine Lights!"
His mind was racing and his body never stopped for a moment!
"My fists are meant to shake the world. My fists can only be used to destroy the enemy and shatter the void. My body is strong and rigid, so my fists must have an indomitable momentum to be learned. Because, without an unyielding heart, you cannot comprehend the essence of it!"
His mind raced, thinking that when fighting the enemy, his fists would not need any fancy moves, a direct punch would suffice, so this punch must be absolutely domineering.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were created by observing and imagining the fights of divine dragons. The first move, "Kang Long You Hui", was meant to capture the spirit of the dragon. Therefore, the first boxing technique he wanted to create must also incorporate its essence. Without understanding the essence, one cannot learn it.
"The fist is extremely domineering and exists only to destroy the world. So, my first move is - the Divine Fist of Proud Nine Heavens!"
"The first move—Ao Jiutian!"
He murmured, every move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms flashing through his mind. He melted and simplified them one by one. At this moment, his mind was extremely clear. He didn't know if it was because there was a strange sapling in his dantian.
He swayed his body and made a strange posture. This posture seemed strange, but it was full of an inexplicable charm.
"Punch out—Ao Jiutian!"
His body spun rapidly, as if gathering endless strength in his fists. The shadow of the black giant beast behind him also raised his feet high.
Behind him, there were strange phenomena one after another, and countless roars were heard, as if scolding his domineering boxing skills.
"Punch out—Ao Jiutian!"
His eyes flashed with brilliance, his body stopped turning, and he suddenly punched forward!
"Ah!" The giant beast behind him raised its huge feet and collapsed with a loud bang!
Boom!