A red sun jumped up from the sea of ​​clouds. Wang Yi, who was thorning in the golden light, closed his eyes, and then he seemed to be roaring in his ears, and it seemed that there was a stream of water gurgling. When Wang Yi opened his eyes again, he found that the Baishi Platform was no longer there. He returned to the rooftop of the tall building, and the sea of ​​fire on the long street next to him was still surging. It seemed that these days were just a daydream, but Wang Yi squeezed his finger bones, far surpassing his previous power, told him that everything was true. According to the remaining time of the Slayer mission, only seven minutes had passed when he was on the Baishi Platform.

One minute is equal to one day. The world behind the gate of guidance is an existence that Wang Yi cannot understand at all. However, Wang Yi has become accustomed to it. Since the disaster occurred and since he felt the existence of the Lord of Eternity, there are too many things that cannot be understood. So Wang Yi did not take too much thought into it. He just slightly adapted to the change of the environment, and then turned his attention to the round ice hockey with most of the remaining ones not far away.

There were twenty or thirty dark-face crystals frozen in this ice hockey. This thing was originally an item for the side mission, but now it has the effect of suppressing the Mingyan Fruit for Wang Yi, so he naturally would not let it go.

A quick shot was shot out, and Wang Yi's right palm was exerted. He did not use all his strength, but the special effect of the burst of vitality made the sound of his palm not inferior to the hammer of the advanced evolution. With the rumbling sonic boom, Wang Yi's palm slapped the ice hockey, without ice slags splashing everywhere. The unique technique of the Tongxin Palm mixed the huge force into the interior of the ice hockey, and then the entire ice hockey vibrated. The force spread from the inside of the ice hockey in a unique vibration manner. Countless spider-like cracks breed from the inside to the outside. After just a few breaths, the entire ice hockey cracked in the crackling sound. The huge ice hockey turned into ice cubes the size of fingernails, scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the broken ice all over the ground, Wang Yi felt a subtle feeling in his heart. He knew that the force of his palm was actually not stronger than that of the high-level evolution body, but the effect was very different. The high-level evolution body was like holding a giant hammer to tear off a bridge. Although the power it could inspire was quite terrifying, it might take hundreds or even thousands of hammers to tear off the entire bridge. Wang Yi only used the force of the hammer to tear off the entire bridge. The only difference between the two was the difference in methods, or skills.

Skill

Wang Yi has a deep understanding of this. For him in the past, skills were the core element of fighting. The final decision of the outcome of the two people's confrontation and fighting was definitely not whose strength or whose speed was fast. Otherwise, the weightlifter or sprinter would have been invincible in the world. The elements that really determine the outcome of a fight were one's own understanding and application of one's own strength and speed, and the other was the opportunity to change in the face of the battle and search for the opponent's weaknesses to seek opportunities. In addition, the basic skills of fighting, such as footsteps, boxing, kicking, etc., can all be collected into skills.

Now that Wang Yi has entered martial arts, this understanding is even more profound. Various complex and profound techniques in martial arts can exert hundreds or thousands of times the power, just like the Zhenzi technique of Tongxin Palm, the Transparent Characters, etc., and the nameless sword technique that pushes the speed to the limit and makes the blade almost teleport.

Wang Yi gradually understood that perhaps martial arts is a path that uses skills to the point where the path is short. If you only have the speed to break the concept of martial arts, you will gradually push skills to the level of mastering the rules of the heavenly way, which is a booster for sublimation. And humans themselves should have limits. No matter strength, speed, etc., it is impossible to rely solely on the physical body to reach the level that the white-haired man said. Only by perfectly combining skills, understanding of the heavenly way, and self-clear understanding can one step by step toward an incredible peak.

Perhaps even Wang Yi himself did not realize that as a rookie who had just entered martial arts, he had actually realized the close connection between the three core elements of martial arts, the way of heaven, human, and my way. As such an understanding spreads in his mind, his cultivation becomes deeper, his understanding becomes deeper, and his cognition becomes more thorough, this has an immeasurable effect on his future martial arts path.

Even now, Wang Yi's spirit has undergone some strange change, and he feels like he is trapped in a mysterious state.

Wang Yi couldn't help but pull out the resentment of the trunk. He did not deliberately control his power, nor did he use the nameless sword technique. He just held the hilt of the sword in both hands and waved forward one after another. The sword light was messy and disorganized. But with the slashes and slashes, Wang Yi felt that something was about to break out of the shell, which made him feel strongly expect. However, after hundreds of swings of the swords, Wang Yi always felt that something was missing, and that thing could not really appear.

"Kung Fu is actually the way to fight. Practicing hard at home for a thousand days is just a solid foundation. If you want to truly sublimate, you have to be on the battlefield."

Inexplicably, Wang Yi thought of what his grandfather taught him, and as this sentence flowed in his mind, Wang Yi seemed to understand something. He stopped swinging his sword, and turned his gaze to the southeast while turning his gaze back to the sheath. According to the team's functions, Long Jue was in that direction.

It has been seven days since Long Jue asked for help until now, but in fact, it was only less than ten minutes. Long Jue has not died yet. Otherwise, Wang Yi should be punished after the death of the temporary team members. In other words, no matter whether the so-called seeking help is Long Jue's trap or whether he was forced into a dead end by Piquelu, Wang Yi will encounter a battle, a battle that will hit the strong with weak and extremely dangerous.

Wang Yi could figure this out, but now he was like being possessed. He only knew that he needed such a battle to force out all his potential, so that the thing could truly appear.

This state is extremely crazy, but if the white-haired man is here, he will not be surprised, because this is a state that many warriors will fall into when they are at the port of breakthrough. However, the white-haired man may not have expected that Wang Yi would approach this state so soon, and it is not only a breakthrough in the prototype of the sword intent, but also a deep cultivation of my Tao, a collection of gods among the three treasures of the spirit of spirit, and the first step in awakening of the soul of martial arts.
Chapter completed!