togophonebook Chapter 1388
Chapter 1388
Chapter 1388
After the discussion was settled, Ye Liuli got up and went back. She had to go to Liulifang to sort out all the things that were going to be sold at the Alchemy Fair.
And Luo Chen also had a lot of things, he wanted to ask Wu Butong for clarification, but Wu Butong just came looking for him, Luo Chen naturally couldn't let the fat man go.
"Follow me to the Martial Arts Field, is that okay?"
Luo Chen looked at Wu Butong and questioned him aloud.
"Just to my liking."
Wu Butong's eyes, which were not wide open, burst into a superb light, and he nodded his head full of fat.
The purpose of his coming to Luo Chen was to see the methods of sword repair.
"Luo Ya, come with me."
Luo Chen said aloud.
"Yes Master."
Luo Ya nodded.
"Block the Martial Arts Field, and before I come out, no one, including you, is allowed to get close!"
Luo Chen said aloud.
"Yes!"
Yu Xiao nodded in response.
Luo Chen, Luo Ya, and Wu Butong walked to the martial arts field hand in hand. The martial arts field they created was an open-air arena.
Watching seats are set up around to facilitate the internal organization of sects.
However, the competition that will be held next is not convenient for people to see, Luo Chen wants to find out whether this wind and cloud list is a list with a certain amount of gold.
Wu Butong also wanted to find out how the sword cultivator was different from ordinary monks.
The two jumped up and stood on the fighting stage, clasping fists and clasping hands with each other, showing a fighting posture.
"I will only show what I can show."
Luo Chen stood with his hands behind his back and said aloud.
There are some methods of sword repair that absolutely cannot be displayed, such as the natal flying sword in Luo Chen's dantian.
This is the trump card that Luo Chen will never reveal unless it is a decisive moment.
"Row!"
Wu Butong nodded, clenched his hands into fists, seeing Luo Chen in his eyes.
"Come on, let me try, how different are you!"
"it is good!"
Luo Chen roared loudly, his inner breath rushed out of his meridians, and punched Wu Butong.
A gust of wind shot towards Wu Butong's direction. This gust of wind didn't have any skill at all, even a acquired martial artist could launch a similar attack.
It is quite a basic method to mobilize the inner breath to the palm of the hand to practice Qi Chengjin.
The inner breath that Luo Chen mobilized was his mutated inner breath tempered by the original flying sword, which contained wisps of sharpness.
"Let me try it!"
As Wu Butong said, he raised his thick palm and received Luo Chen's blow in his hand.
"good."
Wu Butong nodded.
Although the two of them didn't have to fight to determine the outcome, and Luo Chen was obviously giving him some moves, but the degree of solidification of this energy surpassed many monks in the early stage of foundation establishment.
Looking carefully, there are three sharp white marks on the palm of Wu Butong's hand, as if they were cut by something sharp.
"Is this... the inner breath of the sword cultivator?"
"Compared to the ones in the classics, it is more majestic."
Wu Butong looked at his palm and muttered to himself.
"Oh?"
"Have you read the classics related to sword repair?"
Luo Chen listened to Wu Butong's whisper, and said aloud.
"It's just fur, it's definitely not as good as what brother Luo has inherited."
Wu Butong said out loud.
"Come on, don't hold back, let me try Brother Luo's strength!"
Wu Butong beckoned to Luo Chen, and his body immediately turned into an afterimage, charging towards Luo Chen at a speed that was extremely inconsistent with his figure.
"Come!"
Luo Chen is also unafraid. Although Wu Butong has the cultivation level of the late stage of Foundation Establishment, which is two levels higher than his own, Luo Chen still has considerable confidence in his physical strength.
"Bang bang bang-"
The two fought fiercely together, fighting over a hundred moves in an instant, but Wu Butong had the upper hand in terms of strength.
After all, Wu Butong's rank is higher than Luo Chen's, and it still exists.
And as the battle progressed, Luo Chen discovered one thing in surprise - it became more and more difficult for his attacks to be effective against Wu Butong, and Wu Butong's tricks became more and more tricky and difficult to avoid.
"Brother Luo's fighting skills are simply shocking."
Wu Butong swung a punch, and the wind of the fist flowed against Luo Chen's hair, breaking several of his hairs, which was very dangerous.
"However, the reason why I am able to stand in the top five of the Billboard is because of my profound knowledge. I have analyzed the fighting styles of almost all the masters on the Billboard."
"While gaining a lot, it also cultivates a kind of fighting toughness that spreads from the bones."
Hearing Wu Butong's words, Luo Chen couldn't help but secretly startled.
This fat man is a bit scary.
It was as if even the top academics in the monk world were using their brains to fight. Luo Chen could see a shrewdness and sharpness in Wu Butong's eyes.
Luo Chen had only read this kind of brilliance in the eyes of Zhou Ziyu and those old think tanks before.
In terms of physical strength, Luo Chen has the upper hand.
The richness of the inner breath is slightly inferior to that of Wu Butong, but the concentration of the inner breath is more than one step ahead of Wu Butong.
Considering the combat skills, Luo Chen can be evenly matched with Wu Butong in melee combat.
"Is this from the sword cultivator?"
Although Wu Butong's face was very calm, there was a flash of shock in his eyes.
Even in the early stage of foundation establishment, he forcibly fought equally with himself in the late stage of foundation establishment, although he didn't notice the level of confrontation.
But this is enough to show that Luo Chen is extraordinary.
The two fought with more than a thousand moves, and Luo Ya in the audience was concentrating. She was more watching Luo Chen, wanting to learn the fighting skills of the 'predecessors'.
"Sword Qi, get up!"
Luo Chen punched Wu Butong hard, and took advantage of the momentum of the fist to retreat.
I kept moving my palm in the air, and wisps of sword aura appeared out of thin air. These sword auras showed five colors, among which there was a chiseled golden sword aura, which was the most eye-catching.
"Good come!"
Wu Butong scolded, and his inner breath roared like a river.
"Great Creation Palm!"
After finishing the words, Wu Butong raised his big hand, and suddenly moved towards Luo Chen's direction, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind Wu Butong.
A touch of ancient and vicissitudes of life overflowed from that figure.
The simple figure also made the same movements as Wu Butong, a big hand more than ten feet pierced the sky, and grabbed the sword energy that emerged above Luo Chen's head.
"Chop it up for me!"
With a violent shout, the sword energy above Luo Chen's head shot out, colliding with the big handprint without dodging or dodging.
More than ten wisps of sword energy were crushed into powder by the big handprint, and a fierce but chaotic breath exploded from Luo Chen's body.
And that big handprint was also pierced by the strongest Nine Absolute Sword Qi.
A confrontation.
Each has damage.
"hiss--"
Seeing this, Wu Butong gasped. This seemingly indistinguishable duel was actually a slight disadvantage for him.
Luo Chen pierced through his Great Creation Palm, but Luo Chen's real killing move - two nine absolute sword qi, was basically unscathed.
"call--"
"I've probably already explored the strength of the masters of the Billboard, and finally, let me try your Dharma Body!"
Luo Chen took a deep breath and dissipated the sword energy.
At the same time, a radiant prestige overflowed from Luo Chen's body.
God of War Dharmakaya!
(End of this chapter)