Commanding Wind and Cloud

Yakos's eyes flickered with surprise. This means that the fight starts right away. There is no need to make preparations, and you don't even need to say hello to directly enter the combat state. It is true that you are not a person who only knows how to practice hard but does not understand what real fighting is.

bang bang bang! The soles of the vigorous feet hit the ground three times in a row, and every step must crack the hard soil, and the soil clods will explode and fly, just like a brigade of heavy cavalry trampling on the ground, the soil clods splash and fly, turning into blooming earth-colored lotus flowers under the stampede of the vigorous force.

Faced with such a ferocious assault, Yakos did not dodge or evade, his eyes were shining with the excitement of the soldier seeing the hunting heart, and his fighting spirit was suppressed and raised! There was a thud on the ground under his feet, and his whole body was suddenly hit by two inches. The fighting spirit from Fumo's first battle hit the soles of his feet with force, and he stepped hard and fell into the ground.

Faced with the enthusiasm for the first battle against demons, Yakos is confident that no matter whether it is combat skills or experience, he does not need to use the strength of World War II to suppress the opponent, and let this young man who has just entered the demon warriors know that there is a big difference between fighters at the same level, and don't be too proud in everything.

The land of the barracks has always been the place where soldiers practice exercises on weekdays. It has already been trampled and squeezed by countless soldiers. Speaking of which, the soil here may even be stronger than the stone slabs in many places. Ordinary people beat the ground with wooden sticks. It is amazing that they can only lift up the dust on the surface, but they cannot really hurt the hard soil.

Yakos shook his shoulders and clenched his fists into hammers, his ankles turned and his fighting spirit burst out, his arms were like big guns and long arrows on a huge crossbow, he exploded with all his strength, the tyrannical recoil shook the soil around the soles of his feet to jump high, and the King Kong Giant Ape Fighting Skill hit his head head-on.

This is not a simple beast fighting skill learned by the students of the academy, but a beast fighting skill of an excellent warrior who has been fought on the battlefield of real humans and demons. It is a hundred times stronger than the students of the academy!

Mo Jin saw the fist with his eyes, and felt the strong wind from the fist on his face, his narrowed eyes gleamed with excitement, his forward ankles shook suddenly, his waist buckled repeatedly according to the shaking force, his shoulders pressed down slightly in an instant, and his whole body, like a loach or a slippery snake, flashed towards the attack line of the fist and continued to attack.

This is? Yakos couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes, what kind of fighting skill is this? Like a snake but not a snake, like a loach but not a loach?

Yakos didn't care about the astonishing and energetic movement, he swayed his feet and pawed at the ground, his arms swelled up and turned into two iron whips as his shoulders swayed, and he beat like a torrential rain. His palms and arms were several feet away from the ground, but the strong wind had already stirred up the dust on the ground.

Qian Jin slightly looked up at the two handwhips, his shoulders trembled continuously, and his palms clasped together with a sharp and unparalleled aura erupted from his fingers, completely replacing the previous slick fighting posture. Yakos even suspected that he was no longer facing Qian Jin, but a hundred demons from Sword Forest and Spear Mountain!

Putting palms together and stabbing vigorously, the air seemed to be cut open, and the clanging like a saber could be clearly heard, Level 4 [Break Ground Slash]!

The shadow of the palm was integrated with the vigorous body, emitting a piercing whistling power, and the sharp golden energy soared again and again, Yakos suddenly took a breath, what kind of fighting skill is this? Where did he learn it?

The fighting spirit in the first battle of Fumo rose rapidly in an instant, and World War II of Fumo! Yakos didn't care about using the strength of the battle against demons to suppress Momo, as long as he had a bit of brain, he knew that the position and angle of Momo's attack was too tricky, and the momentum of the blow was so confident, there was no thought of retreating at all, even the people who fought could feel it, this blow had only one thought: forward, forward, forward, forward!

Yakos hit his vigorous arm with both hands, and there was a loud sound of muscle collision. The iron whip-like arm seemed to hit the heavy cavalry who had launched a full-speed charge, and was knocked away abruptly. The tingling feeling spread all over his arms.

Can't stop? How can this be? What kind of vindictive outbreak was that? Yakos stepped on the ground and quickly retreated. This time is definitely not a battle that can be won by standing still!

As he retreated, Yakos raised his right knee and swayed left and right like a shield, blocking the aggressive line of slashing. The moment before the palm and knee collided, the vigorously raised neck suddenly let out a deafening roar, and the palms that were together suddenly separated, turning into two arm-like swords! The sharp momentum erupted from the body again, like a wave of knives after a rain of arrows.

Yakos felt that his eyes were a little dizzy, and the two vigorous arms seemed to be two big knives instead of human arms! His people are no longer human beings! It's a praying mantis, an iron-backed mantis that is rumored to be able to tear apart metal armor easily!

The fighting skills of blood warriors simulated by Fengyun Douqi are divided into gold and slash, and the impact force is unprecedented. The wind in the palm is like a knife dividing gold and iron. Wherever it passes in the air, thin wind blades are left, cutting on the face like a strong wind.

clang clang clang clang...

The storm's continuous cuts cut dozens of times on the leg guard in an instant, swung away the blocking right leg, and cut again on the arm with the metal arm guard...

bang bang bang bang...

Yakos' legs couldn't stop backing up, and his arms were almost mechanically raised to block. The stinging pain of each blow passed through the armguard to the flesh and blood, and he retreated all the way for more than ten meters before he stopped backing, staring blankly at the arm that cut to the neck and stopped.

Lost...lost!

Yakos stared blankly at the fact that there was only the energy of the first battle against the demons, Hongliu's ten battles opened their mouths and watched the unexpected ending. If it wasn't for the energy to show mercy, there would be no need for so many consecutive slashes. Even if Yakos had ten lives, he would have been hacked to death by energy.

How can you be so motivated? Isn't he fighting the devil? How can break through Yakos' defense? That slippery way of moving can be transformed into a fierce and sharp impact in an instant! If it wasn't for him wanting to try the subsequent slash, perhaps the indomitable charge just now would have secured the final victory.

He vigorously retracted the cut arm, moved his hands again and again, and used the fighting energy to drive away the pain of the two arms like ten thousand needles and a thousand swords.

This is just a split of the money. If it is possible to simulate the second level of the iron-armed mantis bloodline fighting skill [Breaking Water and Waves], the third level [Splitting the Earth], and even the fourth level [Slashing the Sea], wouldn't the arms really be torn apart by fighting energy?

Give up and stop practicing? Mo Jin shook his head lightly, how is this possible? The fighting skill rated as a holy level by the endless world, using the strength of the first battle of subduing demons to burst out the wind blade brought by the slashing, has a faint lethality. If the power of this bloodline fighting skill is really brought into play, the sealing force brought by the palm can cut people apart.

There must be a way! Think of a way to continue practicing without harming your body! Momentum's eyeballs kept rolling, and he repeatedly deduced various methods in his mind. If he hadn't possessed the Golden Body of Fengyun, he might have been unable to promote the third-level gold-splitting combo. However, it is also a holy-level fighting skill and has a similar ability [Breaking Earth Slash] without any pain when activated.

"If...the Earth Breaking Slash and the Iron Arm Mantis Bloodline Fighting Skill are combined...perhaps not only the power can be greatly improved, but also there may be no pain at all when it is activated." Qian Jin tapped his temple lightly with his fist: "It is difficult to practice a fighting skill. These two holy fighting skills were created by countless sweats and painstaking efforts of the predecessors. They are almost perfect fighting skills. Want to merge them? The difficulty is probably not ordinary."

"I..." Yakos was silent for a while, and squeezed out bitter words between his teeth: "I lost..."

lost! Yakos lost for no apparent reason, and the World War II was actually defeated by the First World War. Theoretically, the purity and hardness of Fumo's battle qi is better than that of Fumo's battle qi. With the same speed of fighting spirit eruption, Fumo's World War II can completely rely on quality to crush the Fumo's battle qi.

Fumo World War II! Whether it is the quality of fighting energy or the rotation speed of fighting energy, it should be much higher than the battle against demons!

Yakos couldn't figure it out, if he was motivated to use fighting skills to win all the time, it would be okay, but when he was about to use his fighting skills to win, he suddenly turned into a pure and reckless fight, no matter how he stimulated the fighting spirit of World War II, he would be crushed by him in the first battle...

It's weird, it's really weird! Yakos stood there with his hands on his waist, shaking his head in distress.

"War against demons..." Mo Jin lightly clenched his fists and thought to himself, if the strength of the fighters in World War II against demons was about the same as that of Yakos, then they were fully capable of defeating demons in World War II by leapfrogging.

Iron-strike breathing method is like a refiner of fighting qi. Whether it is the fighting energy in the Doujing or the original Jiangmojiu fighting qi, after being burned and tempered by the heat flow, the quality of fighting qi is far stronger than Kos's.

Just like... just like... Thinking hard, the fighting spirit in the body seems to be completely melted by the iron breathing method, and then re-forged by a blacksmith to completely remove the impurities in it, and the produced iron essence, and the fighting spirit of Yakos is only the case of second-level or third-level refined iron.

Fentu Kuangge squeezed his eyes hard, the first battle of Fumo actually defeated the Second World War of Fumo? And in a reckless way, he fought World War II without even the ability to parry. Is motivation really an ordinary soldier? There have been geniuses and ordinary fighters in the Fentu family in the past, but there has never been one as fierce as him... No! It is violent!

Just watching, there is a kind of blood boiling, wanting to be like him in the battle, go forward! go ahead! go ahead! A fighting style that never backs down.

Fabredis put his chin on his hand and looked pensive, and broke the silence on the sidelines: "Motivation, what is the speed of your fighting spirit?"

"Ten thousand."

"What!" Yakos jumped up and shouted, "What do you say is the speed of your grudge?"

Is it faster than the normal fighting spirit of Fu Mo Yi? He frowned vigorously, even if he was faster, he shouldn't be so surprised, right?

"Ten thousand."

clang... clang...

In the quiet military camp, there was a series of iron objects falling to the ground, making the sound of collisions.

All the weapons of the Hongliu Ten Battles fell to the ground, and each of them stared blankly at the enthusiasm to report the number as usual.

"One... ten thousand..." Yakos squeezed out two characters again from the gap between his teeth: "You said ten thousand?"

Nodding vigorously: "Is it a little faster than the normal battle against demons?"

"A little..." Yakos wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to laugh: "Do you know what the peak speed of the Fumo World War I was? Four thousand five! Four thousand and five is the peak! The peak speed of the Fumo World War II was six thousand! Six thousand!"

Yakos raised his trembling hands, stretched out six fingers, and gnashed his teeth, saying: "The peak rotation speed of Fumo World War II is 6,000! I heard that the peak rotation speed of Fumo's battle energy in the third battle is 7,500, and the fourth battle is 9,000. Five battles, five battles! Only 10,000 speeds! One point? You say this is one point? How can your body resist the speed of 10,000? Without being torn apart by the battle energy?"

Yakos breathed heavily. At this moment, he finally understood why he lost to the reckless Demon Conqueror. He had a burst speed of 10,000 Dou Qi, and the impact and concentration that erupted in an instant were even better than his own World War II. It was just that the total amount and quality of Dou Qi was not enough.

Fabredis rested his chin on his hand, turned around his energy, and kept looking up and down. With the growth of fighting spirit, the warrior's body was tempered little by little under the fighting spirit and became extremely strong, which could withstand the stronger speed and explosion of fighting spirit. It is not without strange monsters in the history of fighters. Some people even reached the speed of 3,300 rpm in the nine battles of the devil.

As a result... the warrior's body simply couldn't bear the tearing force brought about by the high-speed rotation of the battle qi, and finally, under a full-strength burst, he was torn into a pile of pieces of meat by the battle qi.

Ten thousand? Even Yakos's body, which has been tempered by the fighting spirit of Fu Mo II for many years, may still not be able to withstand such a speed, unless it is a blood warrior! Moreover, warriors who must have awakened the power of their bloodlines will be stronger than ordinary warriors and able to withstand stronger impact and tearing forces.

But... 10,000...Fabbredis wondered, could the body of a bloodline warrior in the battle against demons really withstand the speed of 10,000 battle qi?

What kind of special body protection fighting skill did this kid practice? Can it resist 10,000 rpm? Fabredis tapped his chin repeatedly with his fingers. The more powerful the body protection fighting skills are, the more cruel they are to practice. For the fighters, there will be no rewards if they don't pay. How can they persist in the cruel body protection fighting skills training?

Feeling Fabredis's research gaze with enthusiasm, he felt a little terrified: "Tear? Why do you tear?"

Yakos asked his enthusiasm: "When you burst out your fighting energy with all your strength, don't you feel the pain that your body is about to be torn apart by the high-speed rotating fighting energy?"

Shaking his head vigorously, Yakos rolled his eyes and muttered: "Monster!"

"It's not just the rotation speed..." Fabredis shook his head lightly: "Motivation, you give me a palm. Don't use any fighting skills, use all your fighting spirit to give me a palm."

Taking a sharp breath of energy, he slapped Fabredis with his palm. Even without using any fighting skills, the blow with all his strength in the battle of subduing demons still brought a strong wind to the air.

The two palms collided tightly, the air between the palms was crushed, and there was an explosive roar. It felt like a palm had been slapped on a thick iron block, and he couldn't help taking a step back, watching Fabredis shoulders tremble slightly.

Lord Fabredis's shoulders shook! Hongliu Shizhan's eyes widened as a group, staring blankly at Fabredis' shoulders that had just trembled. The fighting spirit is a high-precision fighting spirit that has been tempered countless times, and there was a slight tremor when it collided with the vigorous fighting spirit? Moreover, it only took a step back... or to be precise, half a step.

"Sure enough, your vindictive speed is indeed 10,000. If I hadn't known that you had 10,000 rotational speeds, I would have been the one who retreated just now." Fabredis nodded slightly and looked at the palm of the opposite hand: "However, you are not just revolving too fast. The quality of vindictive energy is far beyond that of Yakos."

"How is this possible?" Yakos took a step forward: "I am the World War II."

"That's right, you're from World War II." Fabredis pressed his fingers on his temples, his cheeks full of troubled thoughts: "Theoretically, each time the battle qi is upgraded, it will be tempered to make the quality even better, but the quality of the battle qi is much higher than yours.

"The secret method of fighting qi cultivation!" Yakos' eyes suddenly brightened: "I know, it must be related to the secret method of fighting qi cultivation! I am the secret method of forty-two fighting apertures, how many fighting skills are you?"

Looking at the eager expression of Yakos, Mo Jin felt a little hesitation in his heart. This soldier who is calm and decisive on the battlefield, facing death as if he is going home, has been hit too many times today, and he really can't bear to hit him again.

"How much is it?" Yakos looked forward to it, knowing that he would die if he died, and if he couldn't figure it out, he might have insomnia this month.

Momentum stretched out a finger... Yakos opened his mouth for a moment: "No way? Only ten?"

"It's one hundred..." Scratching his head vigorously, he couldn't bear to look at Yakos's expression as if he had been hit by a boulder on his chest, and gently uttered the last words from the tip of his tongue: "Zero and eight Douqiao Zhoutian secrets..."

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