Yan Qingming was really annoyed. He was unwilling to give up and jumped up from the ground. He crossed his hands on his chest and kept pinching seals without caring about his own injuries.
The seal is mysterious and complicated, and when you move your fingers and palms, there seems to be a special secret power emerging.
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation was caused in this space. This fluctuation was so slight that it was almost imperceptible, and it was no longer strange after one time.
So much so that, with Mo Ming's spiritual awareness, at such a close distance, he couldn't help but wonder if he had an illusion...
Mo Ming is not yet ready to practice the art of attacking, and he doesn't understand many of the key points involved.
However, he could feel that Yan Qingming's Bullfighting Technique this time was obviously more wild and domineering than the previous one!
It was obviously a sixteen-year-old boy standing in front of him, but Mo Ming felt as if a wild and ferocious beast was gradually coming to life in front of him.
Moo—
This sound of cow moo was like a copper bell resounding in the hearts of everyone. Even Mo Ming was shocked, his heart was beating violently, and the blood in his body was boiling, unable to calm down.
Many of the young disciples in the audience who were not old enough and whose cultivation was still young turned pale at that time, and felt that their chests were feeling tight and they could hardly breathe.
They know that Yan Qingming possesses the Bull Ox Technique, and they also know that the Bull Ox Technique is very domineering and has always been Yan Qingming's trump card. When Yan Qingming used the Bull Ox Technique before, it was enough to amaze them!
But this time...
"Isn't it said that cultivators in the seventh heaven of the Blood Moving Realm can only use one scale and a half claws of the True Bone Divine Technique?"
Mo Ming was also confused. This power was probably more than "a scale and a half claw". This was obviously wrong.
The purpose of cultivating one's own blood energy in the first five realms of moving blood is to strengthen the physical body so that it can withstand the divine power developed later. As long as the blood energy is strong enough, the realm will naturally improve.
It can be said that the first five realms are simply laying the foundation for practice, which is what some people call "foundation building."
But starting from the sixth heaven, things changed step by step.
The cultivation of Kung Fu begins in the sixth heaven. In the eyes of many people, this is the threshold for officially entering the field of "cultivation".
On the seventh level, he began to comprehend bone inscriptions, comprehend supernatural powers, practice offensive techniques, and master the power of the world.
The cultivators of this period were not able to fully perform the true bone magic, and could only use their own compatibility with the original true bones to display a scale and a half of a claw.
In layman's terms, it is to simulate some forms of various wild beasts.
For example, Yan Qingming's previous Niu technique was said to be Niu technique, but it was actually "Niu horns".
This should be the normal performance of a seventh-level blood-moving realm, but now, Yan Qingming seems to have broken this routine...
However, there shouldn’t be this kind of energy!
Originally, according to Mo Ming's estimation, Yan Qingming's ability to hit one and a half claws of Yu Niu was already the limit, but now it seems that he has underestimated the opponent.
Although there are many geniuses in the world, some of them can even use the weak to overcome the strong and cross realms to defeat opponents stronger than themselves, but is Yan Qingming such a person
Yan Qingming is at the seventh level of the Blood Movement Realm. He is a small level higher than Mo Ming, and he also possesses such overbearing and unparalleled magical skills as the Bullfighting Technique.
It is not easy for Mo Ming to fight against him. If Yan Qingming has the ability to use his weakness to overcome his strength, it will undoubtedly double the pressure on Mo Ming!
In the audience seat, Yan Ningxue turned her head and glanced meaningfully at Yan Buping, who was sitting next to her.
No wonder he insisted on continuing the competition. He obviously knew that Yan Qingming had a trump card that he didn't reveal, so he set a trap for her and Mo Ming!
Yan Buping just smiled faintly and didn't say much. He still sipped the tea calmly, but the pride between his eyebrows could not be concealed at all!
"Mo Ming, you really impressed me, but that's all. Let me defeat you with one move!"
Yan Qingming's voice was deep and powerful, implying deep anger. Mo Ming made several attempts to embarrass him, which made him unbearable and wished he could pounce on Mo Ming and tear Mo Ming to pieces!
He stared at Mo Ming, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
But Mo Ming didn't care at all. On the contrary, he seemed to feel honored to be stared at like this. He tilted his face and grinned:
"Sorry, you are really weak!"
It was okay not to say this, but as soon as he said it, the man opposite Yan Qingming almost became so angry that he vomited blood on the spot!
"Mo Ming, suffer death!"
Yan Qingming shouted angrily.
The dense green light condensed and enveloped the area three feet in front of him, as if a portal had been formed. Suddenly, it seemed as if a fierce beast of all time was crossing the border!
It's the same bullfighting technique, but this time it's obviously different from before.
But what responded to him was still Mo Ming's lame and perverted smile:
"I'm sorry, I don't accept it, you have to accept it yourself!"
"Nima's..."
Yan Qingming didn't dare to speak at all, because he found that no matter what he said, the guy would be able to pick it up...
However, Mo Ming doesn't care about that. The angrier others are, the happier and more energized he becomes!
Sometimes, Mo Ming also feels that he is too wretched, but he has no choice but to change it, and he is also desperate!
This Yan Buping can be regarded as the future forced king of the mortal world. He may ascend the throne one day, so isn't his son Yan Qingming the son of the future forced king of the mortal world - the prince
The father and son teamed up to show off... Haha!
In the past, Mo Ming might have tried to impress the other party, and then rushed forward and slapped the other party down.
But today...
Sorry, Mo Ming is going to do something extinct!
Didn't Yan Qingming force the prince? Isn't he trying to show off
Haha, Mo Ming is going to nip this guy’s pretentiousness in the cradle today!
He wasn't going to give Yan Qingming a chance to continue showing off, so he rushed forward.
Yes, he rushed forward!
He didn't do anything, he just rushed forward!
...
When Yan Qingming opened his eyes again, he felt as if he was on a soft big bed with a soft mattress underneath him.
"This is... "
"Master, are you awake?!"
A voice of joy came, and then Yan Qingming saw his personal maid sitting next to him.
As if something suddenly occurred to him, Yan Qingming sat up straight and looked around in disbelief!
Yes, this is your own room.
But why are I here
Yan Qingming was stunned for a moment. He felt that his mind was blank. The harder he tried to recall, the less he could remember anything.
Maybe, this is what people call "fragment"...
"I... hiss—"
He originally wanted to ask the maid next to him what happened.
But as soon as he opened his mouth, before he could say a word, a sharp pain immediately hit the side of his cheek, making Yan Qingming gasp involuntarily... (To be continued)