A life of clearness

Chapter 332 Supersonic Speed

"There's no need to thank each other between master and disciple." Old Qin waved his hand.

Rong Qing felt an invisible force supporting her.

"If you can win the bet with me, I will be really happy."

Although dragon blood is expensive, it is only for disciples. Old Qin has not made any major expenditures for thousands of years. In addition, the role of external objects in his breakthrough to the Dao Master realm is minimal, so he can be so generous in paying for the cultivation expenses of his disciples.

This is why Rong Qing had such a good thing happen to her.

There are only three disciples left by Master Qin, including her.

The eldest senior brother is at the peak of the Void Realm and has the highest cultivation level among the three senior brothers and sisters. He does not need Old Qin to worry about him, and like Old Qin, he still has to rely on himself to break through.

Senior Brother Xizi is someone who came in through the back door. He has average talent in martial arts and is not particularly passionate about martial arts. Investing resources in Xizi is like throwing money into the water without even making a sound.

Only the youngest Rong Qing, who was the youngest and had the lowest cultivation level, was the one who deserved the most care among the disciples. In addition, she had a good talent for cultivation, a high level of understanding of the origin of the Tao, and was a desperate cultivator who was going to participate in the sequence battle. Old Qin would definitely throw all the resources in his hands at her!

The price of dragon blood is not cheap, but it is not to the point where Qin Lao will feel pain. As he said, if Rong Qing can win the bet, he will not only be willing to accept the loss, but will also be very happy.

"Learn boxing first. Then learn body movements and the amplitude of power." After a pause, Qin Lao asked, "You should know the basic boxing skills, right?"

Otherwise, you have to start teaching from horse stance.

Rong Qing was sweating. Did the master tell a joke on purpose?

……

In the quiet room, the spiritual energy was extremely rich. In such a place where the spiritual energy was extremely refreshing, neither of the two people in the quiet room meditated and practiced.

The harsh sound of wind and the explosion of air caused by a punch could be heard from time to time in the quiet room.

"The posture of the move is wrong."

"How many times have I told you that the angle of this punch must be in the direction of the spiritual sense lock and coordinated with the body movement to quickly focus on the intersection of the two secondary veins of the opponent's Xingqiao Hongyao. This way, even if you can't interrupt the opponent's spiritual power circulation, you can still cause some obstruction, and it can also lay the foundation for the momentum of your subsequent moves. Otherwise..."

Rong Qing was hit in the abdomen suddenly. Although she was able to endure the pain, her body shape changed slightly uncontrollably.

"The opponent took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and your combo became messed up." Old Qin explained calmly.

"Come again?"

"Come again!" Rong Qing's eyes were firm.

She was responded with a punch to the face.

Rong Qing's feet slipped, and her body slightly tilted at a strange angle. She didn't completely escape the close range of the punch, but the change in her body posture gave her the inertia of power, allowing her to naturally use a punch recorded in the boxing chapter of the Juntian Nine Styles.

"Good punch." Old Qin turned his fist into a palm, "However, I am very familiar with the Nine Forms of Juntian. Your punch is totally unoriginal."

Rong Qing watched helplessly as her fist fell into Qin Lao's palm like a swallow. No matter how murderous her fist was, it became as powerless as a fist between lovers. Qin Lao's palm clamped Rong Qing's fist like an iron clamp. The palm force forced Rong Qing to vomit, and it actually crushed the bones in Rong Qing's hand.

Even though Rong Qing had been using the method of force amplitude, the huge difference in physical strength meant that when Old Qin wanted to crush Rong Qing's hand bones, she couldn't stop him even if she clenched her fist.

However, the loss of one fist's fighting power is not the end.

Rong Qing seemed to be unaware, not even making a muffled groan of suppressed pain. He moved forward and used inch-force punches twelve times within half a breath. Each punch was precisely placed at the intersection of Qin Lao's meridians.

The two men fought at close range, mobilizing all their strength. At this moment, their qi and blood were vigorous to the extreme, and they could feel the speed of the spiritual power circulating in each other's meridians and the circulation of the meridians.

The intersection of the Moon Candle Vein and the Star Bridge Vein;
The intersection of the Xingqiao accessory vein and the Baijian accessory vein is thick;
The intersection of the Beique main meridian and the Wushi auxiliary meridian...

The node where the twelve meridians intersect is also the key point for spiritual power and muscle strength. Rong Qing did not think about how much advantage these twelve inch forces could bring to her, even though she was concentrating and each one hit the right spot.

But just as Qin Lao said before, every punch she threw was to build momentum for the next one, making every ordinary punch appear just right, even the tiny force would burst out with huge power when amplified by the punch.

In martial arts, the existence of momentum is much more useful than some amplitude secrets. It makes it possible for the weak to defeat the strong.

Suddenly there was a loud explosion in the air.

At the same time, Rong Qing delivered the final punch to Old Qin's back with all his strength.

"The momentum has dissipated." Qin Lao said helplessly, as if nothing had happened. Rong Qing, on the other hand, was breathing heavily.

"You know this is just practice, so you used the method just now and tried your best to hit me with one punch. But when it comes to a real fight, don't make the mistake of exhausting yourself and being unable to fight anymore."

"Disciple understands." Rong Qing bent down, supported his hands on his thighs, and nodded.

This was the battle that consumed the most energy in her history. Although the previous battles were fierce, they were not like the one just now, where she did not use any Taoist spells in a short distance and simply used martial arts skills and physical strength to fight in a primitive way.

It only lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and it was the result of Master Qin's constant letting her win. Rong Qing felt very frustrated during the whole fight... How could she not feel frustrated when she was interrupted every time she created a little punch, over and over again? !

"Your attack just now was quite innovative." Old Qin affirmed, "You combined what you learned previously and used a punch that caught the opponent by surprise. This should be the first time you exceeded the speed of sound, right?"

"Yes. The speed of sound..." Rong Qing herself was a little dazed.

The violent roar just now was not actually caused by Rong Qing's punch on Old Qin's back. Instead, it was caused by her punching Old Qin at a very close distance in front of him and then instantly changing direction to go behind him... The speed of this instant change of direction exceeded the speed of sound at that moment, thus causing a violent roar in the air.

The instant acceleration of the Tao rhythm, the change of direction skills in the Huanguang body technique, the method of force amplitude, and the momentum accumulated from the previous twelve inch forces, resulted in the supersonic speed at that moment.

If there were bystanders in the quiet room who saw the last moment of the battle, they would have seen Rong Qing go from being in front of Old Qin to appearing behind him without any transition, as if she could shrink into an inch.

Go around the back and punch! Even though he fell down just after crossing the speed of sound, the speed of that punch was still very terrifying. Of course, Qin Lao could rely on shrinking the earth into an inch to escape, but what if he was a peer of the Divine Incarnation?

Under the power of this blow, Rong Qing's fist would probably pierce his back in an instant.

(End of this chapter)