Chapter 18 Mule Spirit
Xie Que began to practice his punches one by one. He could sensitively detect any discomfort or awkwardness and correct it.
Half an hour later.
"Crack!"
An ordinary punch hit the tree trunk, making a crisp sound.
The tree trunk as thick as the mouth of Haiwan collapsed to the ground in an instant, startling dozens of birds perching on it.
Xie Que's Yan Qing Fist has been altered beyond recognition, and is far from the "Yuan Family Yan Qing Fist" passed down by Dashun.
Every move he made at this time seemed to be completely natural, unlike when he fought against the Iron Corpse before, where he only relied on brute force and poisonous skills to punch out.
The current Xie Que could easily deal with himself an hour ago.
Although there is no improvement in physical strength, there has been great progress in skills and moves.
"Martial Arts Wizard", as a golden term, gives Xie Que not only a quick grasp of martial arts, but also genius-like insights and understanding.
Although there is still some distance between him and the second level of martial arts, Xie Que thinks that he is not afraid of those weaker innate warriors.
The main difference between innate and physical training is the presence or absence of Qi Jin.
In Xie Que's opinion, Qi Jin is similar to the "An Jin" in the novels he read in his previous life, but more tyrannical.
Qi Jin is based on Qi and blood, and has different effects according to different martial arts.
For example, the Yan Qing Fist practiced by Xie Que uses the energy generated to make the shots faster.
But it is not easy to cultivate a martial arts to the extreme and gather energy.
According to Mu Yongquan, there are at least a thousand incoming warriors in Jinmen City, but there are only a few dozen innate warriors.
To be promoted to Xiantian, it is not only necessary to cultivate a martial arts to the point where it is inexhaustible, but also to temper the energy and blood to the extreme, and wait for the energy to be generated naturally.
The strength of the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs are all considered to be in the category of Qi and blood. If you want Qi and blood to reach its peak, you need to practice multiple body-building martial arts.
Yanqingquan can strengthen the muscles, bones and some organs, Yanqinggong focuses on strengthening the lung function, and poisonous sand palm can enhance the hardness of the skin membrane.
The three complemented each other, but Xie Que still lacked a technique that could exercise the stomach.
After receiving his achievements, Xie Que's understanding of martial arts became more profound.
But what he saw and heard was not much, and Xie Que could only find problems in himself, and it was absolutely impossible to guide others.
A feeling of hunger came from his abdomen. Xie Que walked into the kitchen and jumped up to take down the fake mule meat from the nearly three-meter-high beam.
I ate the egg drop soup that had gone cold even though I hadn't finished it in the evening.
"Dang."
Xie Que was chewing when a strange sound suddenly came from outside the house.
He stuck his head out curiously and glanced outside the kitchen.
The black smoke instantly blinded Xie Que's eyes, plunging him into darkness and completely blinding his vision.
Xie Que raised the porcelain basin in his hand in a panic and drank the egg soup in one gulp.
After swallowing the unfinished mule meat with the help of soup, Xie Que raised his hand and smashed the soup basin in front of him.
The porcelain basin shattered with the sound. Xie Que knew that there was no debris in front of him. Hearing the dull sound, it probably hit the intruder.
Now that he knows that the opponent is already in front of him, as a warrior, his biggest advantage lies in close combat.
Xie Que's left hand suddenly reached forward and grabbed the opponent's arm.
It just feels a little hairy and doesn't look like a human arm at all.
Xie Que didn't have time to think about this, he tore the opponent forward hard, and his right hand was filled with poison and struck towards the face.
A strange sound like a horse's neighing and a bit like a donkey's braying suddenly rang through his ears. Xie Que's head roared, and his body suddenly felt a little weak.
Unknown emotions with a hint of fear arose, and Xie Que grinned and began to laugh loudly.
The silent violent emotions took over instantly, squeezing out all thoughts in his mind, including reason.
kill him!
I was a little weak, so my left hand that had been freed by the opponent also clamped down on the enemy again.
The other party was obviously startled by the ferocious laughter, and saw that the other party seemed to have regained his strength.
The other party was just about to speak again, trying to silence Xie Que with a roar.
Xie Que actually slammed his head into his face, interrupting his roar.
The black mist gradually dissipated, and Xie Que saw in front of him a humanoid creature covered with black fur.
Its hands have turned into hooves, and its two ears have grown surprisingly long.
"A donkey spirit?" Xie Que guessed with his remaining rationality.
The infiltrative appearance of the spirit amplified Xie Que's inner fear, and his laughter grew louder.
The villagers who were getting up for the night not far away were also frightened by the laughter and quickly picked up their pants and went back to their houses before they finished urinating.
Seeing that strength didn't seem to be the opponent's strong point, Xie Que pulled him into his arms fiercely, and slapped his face with a powerfully poisonous slap.
The strong corrosiveness burned all the hair, leaving a bloody and angry face.
The donkey spirit was frightened and angry. It muttered silently, and the hair on its body stood up instantly, like steel needles.
It did not expect that these hairs as hard as needles could not penetrate the flawless skin and were broken off one after another.
The donkey spirit instantly lost its souls. The opponent was just a warrior, but he himself had become a spirit monster.
Although the few spells he has learned naturally are not considered powerful, they should be more than enough to deal with incoming warriors.
It no longer dwelled on this, and looked at Xie Que with hatred, then looked up at the dried meat hanging on the beam, and wanted to simply abandon this body.
Only then did the Yin God escape from this body, and a hot burning sensation came.
The donkey spirit felt like he was being thrown into a furnace, even hotter than this.
Xie Que's tyrannical energy and blood completely exploded, and before the Yin God could return to his body, a small portion of the Yin God was burned away.
"This man's energy and blood are so strong." This was the last thought left by the donkey spirit, and then he completely lost consciousness.
Xie Que didn't feel that the donkey spirit in his arms had lost its vitality. His left arm continued to exert force, crushing his ribs, heart, liver and five internal organs into a ball, leaving him no longer human-like.
After a while, Xie Que stopped laughing, and Dashun standing aside looked at his adopted son with a complicated expression.
Xie Que let go of the body in his arms, but Dashun didn't say much.
He just made a gesture and told Xie Que to get up early tomorrow and call the people from the Demon Suppression Division to come over.
Xie Tong nodded and returned to the room.
He looked at the corpse on the ground, and his corroded face looked slightly familiar.
After thinking for a moment, Xie Que finally remembered that this was the body of the pregnant woman that he had fished out some time ago, Wang Ning, Wang Cuiyu's husband.
Although he lost his mind a little when the laughter attack occurred, Xie Que's memory was still intact.
He remembered that the other person seemed to be looking in one direction.
Xie Que turned around and looked around. What was drying there was the fake mule meat he bought during the day.