Let the true energy circulate for a while

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In the martial arts world, there are three realms of martial arts practitioners: true qi protecting the body, true qi projecting outwards, and true qi manifesting in form.

Most martial artists are stuck at the stage of protecting their bodies with true qi. The next level is the realm of releasing true qi externally. In Chen Jianbin's words, releasing true qi externally allows one to unleash energy waves!

As for the transformation of true qi into physical form, there are only a dozen or so masters in the entire martial arts world who are rarely seen.

Martial arts are diverse, and each school has its own minor realm distinctions. For example, Chen Ye's "Longevity Skill" has nine realms, and he is currently only at the third realm.

In this world, Chen Ye is a relatively unknown martial arts master, thanks to his master's teachings.

However, even with true qi released outwards, one is not invincible against a group of ruthless bandits, except for those with overpowered abilities such as submachine guns and grenades.

Zhang Junyan and the others were greatly encouraged, and they were all beaming with confidence.

"What superb palm technique!"

They saw it clearly: just now, Brother Jun unleashed a tiger's roar with a single palm strike, killing Yu Ying's horse from a distance. This was a true display of his external energy!

Chen Ye turned around, "Zhang Junyan, protect my brothers! The rest of you, follow me and kill all the bandits!"

With a master in charge, the group's morale soared, and they charged forward with a roar, first attacking Wang Dazui, who was wielding the ghost-headed knife. The latter was unable to withstand the attack and was hacked to death.

Chen Ye lunged forward, making a backhand grabbing motion, and the Ghost Head Blade was drawn into his hand!

Zhang Junyan shouted loudly, "You've actually reached the level of complete control?! What kind of cultivation technique do you practice?"

Seventy or eighty bandits from the mountains rushed over all at once.

Chen Ye dragged his sword and ran, sparks flying from the ground. The key to the Mad Blade Eighteen Slashes lies in the word "madness"!

When his master Mi Qiuzi taught Chen Ye this sword technique, he said:

The character "狂" (kuang) can be broken down into two parts: a beast radical and a prince radical. "狂" means beast king.

Chen Ye was only eight or nine years old at the time, looking completely bewildered, and said that it wasn't the one with the radical for "dog" (謝) and the character for "king" (謝).

To everyone's surprise, Mi Qiuzi was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed and explained that the person who created this sword technique initially learned it from observing mad dogs fighting. However, using the name "Eighteen Slashes of Mad Dog" would not be very elegant.

Facing the bandits, Chen Ye silently recited the sword manual: "Without the slightest fear in my heart, without the slightest restraint in my mind, the more ferocious I become, the more intense I become, and when madness reaches its peak, the sword is perfected..."

The three bandits at the forefront had already closed in, brandishing their weapons and unleashing deadly attacks from different angles. An ordinary martial artist would instinctively retreat and create distance, fighting on the move!

But Chen Ye was different. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his wildness surging in an instant. His hair tie fell off, and his long hair danced wildly! True energy enveloped his blade, and he swung his arm in a horizontal slash, the blade light flashing like thunder across the sky! He struck later but arrived first!

The blade sliced ​​the three men in half at the waist. Because the blade was so fast and so fierce, half of their bodies didn't fall to the ground; they just stood there for a few breaths.

The bandits behind them widened their eyes and stopped in their tracks, urging each other to go first.

Chen Ye spun around like a top, his blade flashing as he charged into the bandit group!

Yu Ying, the short-legged sheep, exchanged a glance with the other two leaders and rushed over.

All three were highly skilled and experienced fighters, and together they launched a fierce attack on Chen Ye! They formed a triangular encirclement and pounced on him!

Yu Ying was skilled in light-body techniques, his figure was elusive and darting, and he could move and leap without leaving a trace. He used two short blades, and would circle around and occasionally launch a sneak attack.

The other two leaders wielded an iron rod and a knife, their moves ruthless and deadly.

Chen Ye's swordplay was extremely ferocious, seemingly a reckless fighting style, charging around recklessly, but in reality, his movements were quite unpredictable!

Yu Ying grew increasingly terrified as the fight progressed. The three of them, working together, not only failed to gain any advantage, but were instead forced into retreat by Jun Ge's increasingly swift attacks.

"Tap tap!!" Two crisp sounds came from afar.

"The second-in-command?!" Yu Ying flashed forward and found that the second-in-command had two bloody holes on his forehead and was lying stiffly on the ground.

The bullet just grazed Chen Ye's ear and hit one of the bandits on the other side! If Chen Ye had moved sideways faster, he might have run into the bullet!

Chen Ye turned around and shouted angrily, "Don't shoot randomly!"

Finding no sign of the muffled weapon in the distance, and wondering where everyone else was, only Zhang Junyan stood there dumbfounded. He was responsible for staying behind to protect the weapon.

A hand stretched out from the bushes, made an OK sign, and then withdrew into the bushes.

"Da! Da! Da da da da da da!" Several bandits fell to the ground on the west side.

Zhang Junyan turned his head to look at the swordsman lying on the ground, his body covered in weeds, and exclaimed in shock, "You wouldn't happen to be from the Tang Clan, would you? What kind of hidden weapon is this? It's so clever!"

As expected of an experienced veteran, Men Gun immediately observed the terrain and found suitable cover, hiding in the bushes, at the start of the attack.

He was wearing a body camera and recording the entire incident. He was holding a submachine gun, aiming at a single point with a sideways movement. It could fire in bursts or in full fire, with a magazine of 30 rounds. There were also several magazines in his backpack.

"clatter!"

"Da da!!"

Mengun lit a cigarette.

"Da! Da! Da da!"

"Tap!" "Tap!"

Replace the magazine.

Chen Ye discovered Yu Ying was missing. Hmm? That short-legged sheep's lightness skill is indeed impressive. He swiftly killed a bandit with a backhand strike, then turned and shouted, "Sneak attack! Watch out!"

Yu Ying rushed toward the source of the strange firecracker noise. He observed for a while and found the area very odd.

The man with the blunt weapon was startled and immediately tried to shoot, but found he missed.

Chen Ye was surprised. How could these mountain bandits possess such superb lightness skills?

Yu Ying dodged left and right, leaving afterimages as he ran, a bullet grazing his cheek and leaving a bloody mark.

As the two sides drew closer, Mengun stopped aiming and firing, stood up, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and pulled the trigger all the way down!

"Da da da da da da da da! Da da da da!"

Yu Ying was hit by several bullets, and blood mists erupted from his body. Despite the bullets, he charged forward with all his might, roaring that he would kill this cunning villain who used unknown hidden weapons!

The man with the blunt weapon was terrified, thinking there was some kind of invulnerable shield or shield here. He fired wildly, turning Yu Ying into a sieve.

In fact, Yu Ying had already died when the fifth "da" sounded, but before he died, his powerful energy propelled his body forward by inertia.

Zhang Junyan, who was responsible for protecting the man with the blunt stick, was completely dumbfounded. He felt that this short-haired man didn't need his protection; this man had the potential to become the next martial arts leader of the Great Yong Dynasty.

"Brother, don't go, I'm scared to be alone." Seeing Zhang Junyan wanting to join the battle, Men Gun quickly shouted.

Zhang Junyan paused, turned around, and said, "Master Shi, you must be joking."

"Don't go, stay and protect me, I beg you."

At that moment, four bandits crept up from the shadows. Before they could even change the magazine of their weapon, they hastily threw a grenade at them.

"Lie down!"

Zhang Junyan looked puzzled. "What did you say?"

Bang! A deafening explosion rocked the air, sending dust billowing as the bandits who had been lying in wait were blown to pieces...

Because Zhang Junyan did not lie down, the shockwave carrying dust splashed onto his face, and an arm, whose owner he did not know, was draped over his shoulder.

The sudden attack terrified me. Oh no, what if I accidentally hit friendly fire?

Zhang Junyan slowly turned his head, his face covered in dust, and exhaled a puff of black mist, looking blankly at the muffled stick.

Seeing that the other person was unharmed, Mengun breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm scared if you leave. Can you stay and protect me?"

Zhang Junyan: "(⊙.⊙)"