There was a roar, and the palm of Lin Ming's right hand pressed against Long Zhan's fist.
"Do you regret not taking advantage of such a good opportunity to punch?" Lin Ming chuckled teasingly.
Long Zhan shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's not over yet. How can the secret skill I have learned be so simple?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the muscles of Long Zhan's entire right arm became taut, and the golden-red canthus ran along the arm and rushed out from the surface of the fist.
Yazhu kills!
This move is one of the nine unique moves secretly passed down by the Long family.
Only people with the blood of the True Dragon Ancestor who contain the direct bloodline of the Long family in their bodies can use it.
Gather the energy and blood of both the enemy and ourselves, condense the spirit of Yazu, and launch a killing force that is most ferocious in the world.
Over the course of thousands of years, anyone who can master one of the Nine Ultimate Styles has become a talented person of the Long family, leaving a strong mark in the history books.
Long Zhan’s confidence did not come out of thin air.
His fist, his belief, his fist intention... everything about him declared to him: "When this fist falls, everyone will be killed!"
The surging force was not revealed to the outside world, and not a centimeter was wasted. It was poured into Lin Ming's palm through the surface of his fist.
Long Zhan secretly thought:
"There is another secret to Yazhan's killing. After this move is condensed, the power injected into it is very special. It is not spiritual energy, but profound energy. Moreover, it is the profound energy that has been mutated and integrated into the physical body."
"There are not many warriors who use Xuan Qi in the world, and if you want to resist this power of Xuan Qi, it will definitely cost more than three times."
"That's all, it's better to condense extremely high-quality spiritual energy."
It's a lot of words, but it's actually very fast.
Everything contained in Long Zhan's fist blasted into Lin Ming's palm.
"Brother Lin, your punch just now allowed me to touch the threshold of artistic conception by chance. Only then was I able to unite my spirit, energy and spirit to perform the second form of the Nine Ultimate Skills, 'Yai Can Kill'. Thank you very much."
"It's a pity...you might die, and we can't be friends."
After saying this, he slightly retracted his arm, trying to withdraw his fist.
"Why are you so anxious?" A smile appeared on Lin Ming's lips, and his right hand turned into a claw, firmly clasping Long Zhan's fist.
Long Zhan's expression suddenly changed, "You?"
Lin Ming's left hands formed a sword and pressed against the Tanzhong point on Long Zhan's chest.
"Your secret technique doesn't seem to be working."
Long Zhan stared straight at Lin Ming with his vertical pupils.
Seeing those bright eyes, there seemed to be billions of stars in them.
Seeing his bright smile seemed to bring spring back to the earth.
At this time, a ray of sword light emerged from Lin Ming's fingertips. It was neither big nor small, just like a wheat awn.
Before the sword light was released, Long Zhan's chest was already stinging.
It felt as if a peerless divine blade had penetrated his Tanzhong point.
This point is the middle Dantian, which governs the flow and transformation of acquired Qi and innate Qi.
Being controlled is equivalent to life and death.
Long Zhan's smile gradually turned bitter, "Brother Lin is awesome. Before I die, can you let me die clearly?"
Lin Mingruo grinned meaningfully, "Your slaying attack may be fatal to others, but it is not worth a cent to me."
Long Zhan gritted his teeth fiercely, with veins all over his forehead. He actually had the idea of biting off one of the opponent's ears at all costs just because of Lin Ming's words.
At this time, Lin Ming's right hand changed its shape and locked the Dragon War Vein Gate.
"Brother Long Zhan, please be patient. I don't say this out of disdain for your family and you."
After hearing this, Long Zhiwei felt a little calmer.
Lin Ming smiled and said in a straightforward tone:
"That punch of yours is called Yazhu Killing, and it contains many mysteries."
"First, condense the qi and blood of both parties. However, I have cultivated my physical body to a level that you cannot reach, so in front of you, my qi and blood are as stable as the earth and cannot be shaken. In this way, your fists only condense your own qi. Blood, the power is halved.”
Long Zhan's eyes twitched, but he had to admit that what Lin Ming said made sense.
But this is so hurtful!
Being told in a calm tone, "Your body training is not as good as mine", for the Long family who are famous for their body training in Tianyuan Prefecture, there is almost no pain in the heart.
At this time, Lin Ming said slowly:
"Second, your boxing moves contain spiritual killing methods, which may frighten ordinary people, but I have special divine skills, as you have seen, so spiritual killing moves have no great effect on me. You are wasting your efforts. The effort wasted, and half of Yaizhen's killing power was wasted."
Long Zhan had an embarrassed face, and was hit multiple times with invisible but fatal swords in his heart.
Drops of blood!
Four words: "wasted effort". A person younger than himself made such comments. Long Zhan felt angry, but he knew that what the other person said was reasonable.
Unable to refute, he suddenly swallowed the bitter pill alone like a mute eating coptis.
At this time, Lin Ming raised three fingers and said with a smile: "Third..."
After a pause, Lin Ming smiled slightly, pressed down Long Zhan's arm, patted the latter's shoulder, and said with a smile: "There is no third party, brother Long Zhan, don't mind too much."
Long Zhan's brows suddenly rose, showing anger.
"You should speak clearly! What is the third one? What exactly is it?"
Lin Ming shrugged, "It's nothing, don't take it personally."
Dragon War: (◔_◔)
"No, please, you've said this, and you stopped suddenly. It's obvious that you want me to die in peace."
"Don't you think it's cruel to do this?"
"There is no grudge between you and me. We simply have different positions. I will admit that I was defeated and died in your hands, but at least you let me understand."
A few words were like a series of cannonballs, spoken very quickly and clearly. Long Zhan was afraid that he would be killed by Lin Ming before he could finish speaking.
At this moment, there seemed to be millions of naughty kittens scratching inside his heart.
That itch...it hurts, it hurts.
At this time, Lin Ming's sword-shaped eyebrows gently moved toward the center of his eyebrows, the right corner of his mouth turned up slightly, and he teased:
"Who said I wanted to kill you?"
Long Zhan looked confused. His pale golden vertical pupils expanded and contracted, expanded and contracted, and went back and forth several times, "You won't kill me?"
"We had no grudges in the past, so there was no need to kill people at every turn."
Lin Ming tapped his temples.
"I'm not stupid. You already mentioned your origin when you registered your number just now. This proves that you are not from the Jing Kingdom at all, but a direct descendant of a powerful family far away in Tianyuan Prefecture."
"Killing you will do me no good at all."
After saying this, Lin Ming slowly retracted his sword finger, dropped his hands by his side, and smiled casually.
"But the punch I just landed could really kill you." Long Zhan touched the back of his head.
Lin Ming raised his hand and swung it from side to side in the shape of five fingers.
"You didn't have real killing intent in the duel just now. Instead, it was more like you were full of fighting intent when you were evenly matched. Such a battle is the best respect for a man, isn't it?"
"What you said is so true..." Long Zhan frowned and smiled more and more unnaturally, "But don't I have to pay a price if I lose?"
I'm trying to trick myself, this guy has something.
Lin Ming shook his head, considered for a moment, and said:
"That's it, I'll give you two choices. Either, in the secret realm, you can be my thug, and then give me the points to harvest in the end; or, I will crush your jade card, eliminate you now, and then you can give me extra points afterwards. Give something.”
