Chapter 411: The Way of the Fist

"The cultivation method I taught you is quite special. This Nangong Ming thought you had obtained some treasure from a heavenly warrior... Oh, it's ridiculous! But Miaomiao, you should pay attention to it next time you practice, so as not to be misunderstood again. Unruly people see it!"

Watching Nangong Ming disappear, Fang Bai turned around and said to Wang Miaomiao with a smile.

"Well, Miaomiao remembered!"

Wang Miaomiao looked ashamed, lowered her head and said respectfully.

"Actually, that Nangong Ming didn't attack you just now, he should feel lucky."

Fang Bai smiled quite complacently, and said: "The jade pendant I gave you is not a decoration. If he dares to hurt you, he will lose his skin if he doesn't die!"

Hearing this, Wang Miaomiao couldn't help touching the jade pendant on her chest again.

She only knew that this jade pendant could withstand the blow of an earth-level warrior, but she never thought that it could launch a counterattack and injure the opponent. Although she felt that this kind of thing was a bit miraculous, she still believed Fang Bai's words.

In her eyes, Fang Bai is a person who can create miracles!

"Come on, take this opportunity, I'll practice the 'Swallow Dance Qingfeng Fist' once, and you watch carefully from the sidelines!"

Fang Bai walked slowly to a flat ground next to the ancient pine, clenched his hands into fists, his feet were swimming like dragons and snakes, his fists matched with his body, and he slowly practiced each move.

With Fang Bai's current state, if he practiced the "Swallow Dance Qingfeng Fist" with all his strength, Wang Miaomiao would not be able to see clearly the flow of the fist, body and footwork, etc., and she would not be able to see the power of the boxing within a radius of three feet. Stand firm, otherwise you will definitely be injured by the wind of fists.

In order for Wang Miaomiao to comprehend as much as possible the profound meaning of the "Swallow Dance Qingfeng Fist", Fang Bai set the speed of the exercise to the slowest, and the area covered by the fist wind was also reduced to a radius of one zhang around his body, so that Wang Miaomiao could Take a closer look.

When Fang Bai taught Wang Miaomiao this set of "Swallow Dance Qingfengquan" before, he taught it orally, and then instructed Wang Miaomiao to practice repeatedly. It was the first time for him to demonstrate the exercise himself.

If it is said that Wang Miaomiao's practice of "Swallow Dance and Qingfeng Fist" gives people the feeling of dexterity, speed, strength, and softness, then Fang Bai's practice of this boxing method is simple and rough, and what people feel is only strength and strength. destroy.

Fang Bai used only 30% of his true energy, but he was still astonishingly powerful.

Every time he punched, it was like a gust of strong wind blowing, the wind whizzed and pierced the ear, and the gravel on the ground was splashed in all directions. Only a bare branch remains.

Fang Bai rehearsed this set of "Swallow Dance Qingfeng Fist" four times in total, and his true energy was constantly improving, each time becoming faster and more powerful than each time.

At the fourth practice, Fang Bai seemed to be transformed into a giant eagle, with his body moving vertically and his fists coming out, like a giant eagle flying high, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and the sand and rocks were flying, the scene was palpitating.

Wang Miaomiao stared at Fang Bai with wide eyes, with a look of shock and disbelief.

She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if she stood within the range of Fang Bai's fist at this moment.

The fist wind formed by the powerful true energy, even the gravel will be instantly reduced to dust, let alone his own flesh and blood?

Wang Miaomiao did not expect that a boxing technique could be practiced to such a powerful level, which was far beyond her cognition.

In the past, Wang Miaomiao thought that a Xuan-level martial artist like Pavilion Master Wen Yu was already a first-class master in China's secular and ancient martial arts world, but compared with Fang Baiyi, he was nothing compared to Fang Baiyi, and it was not worth it at all. carry.

"I don't know when I will be able to practice this boxing technique to such a level!"

Wang Miaomiao looked at Fang Bai beside the ancient pine, darting like a giant eagle, swimming like a dragon, and punching mountains and seas, with astonishing power.

Fang Bai practiced boxing several times, and Wang Miaomiao, who was watching, was shocked, excited, excited... all kinds of emotions were mixed, but Fang Bai himself remained calm and his expression remained unchanged, as if he had done a trivial thing.

Fang Bai jumped up and landed on a two-foot-high standing stone, sat down cross-legged there, and said to Wang Miaomiao, "Although this set of 'Swallow Dance Qingfeng Fist' is simple, it can still explode if practiced to the extreme. Powerful! Did you see the essence of what I just rehearsed?"

Is this boxing simple? Please, I look like I feel profound and mysterious!

Wang Miaomiao was a little speechless, nodded and said: "Most of them are clear... If there are some things that I don't understand, please ask Dr. Fang for advice!"

"Well, practice it once and show me!"

As Fang Bai said, he took out the white wine and appetizers that had been stored in it from the interspatial ring on his finger, and put them in front of him, and then drank the wine and the appetizers, and started to eat and drink comfortably there.

Wang Miaomiao knew that Fang Bai could see and hear all directions with his eyes and ears, and the stronger his sensing ability, even though his eyes were not on him, he would know everything he did next.

The same boxing method, when Wang Miaomiao practiced it, became a little softer and softer. Although it conformed to the artistic conception of "Swallow Dance" and "Breeze" in the boxing method, the power of each punch was comparable to that of Fang Bai. But it is not the same.

It can be said that Wang Miaomiao's boxing method is more enjoyable, while Fang Bai's boxing method is simple and crude, and it is a killing method.

"Doctor Fang, I'm done practicing! Please correct me!"

After Wang Miaomiao practiced boxing once, she consumed a lot of real energy, she was out of breath, dripping with sweat, two blushes appeared on her pink cheeks, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, she raised her head and said to the other party.

Fang Bai raised his neck and drank the remaining wine in the bottle in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and said, "You are more than flexible, but not strong enough! Besides, your strength level is not enough, 100% of your power can only be used by 30% to 40%, which is a pity Already!"

As he spoke, he got up and jumped off the rock, smiled and said: "But you are just a beginner, and you can practice like you are now, which is pretty good! I will punch again now, and you can watch carefully how I concentrate my true essence a little bit. , and then exploded!"

He walked to the ancient pine tree whose leaves had been shaken off, and suddenly punched straight without any fancy.

Bang——

An explosion echoed in the night sky.

The moment Fang Bai's fist touched the body of the ancient pine tree, a stream of thick real energy that had been accumulated in the fist burst out suddenly, like a heavy hammer, hitting the tree as thick as a man's waist hard body.

Suddenly, sawdust flew, and a tough and strong ancient pine burst into pieces of sawdust under the bombardment of Fang Bai's punch, flying all over the sky with the night wind.

Wang Miaomiao was dumbfounded, her whole body petrified there.

If Gu Song was replaced by a person, Fang Bai's punch would probably turn the opponent into a pile of flesh and blood, right?