1228 The End of the Martial Arts

1228 The End of the Martial Arts

Nine days passed, but Li Fan spent nine years in his heart.

The stronger the mental power, the slower the conscious world passes. Ordinary people can also achieve this state, but only at special times. When is the moment of death. A person dies in an instant and can live his life again.

And Li Fan's mental power was strong to a certain extent. After all, he is the one who inherited Shang Fang's sword, so it's not good if his mental strength is weak.

His mental strength alone is as strong as thousands of people.

However, he has not yet reached the strongest state, like an ordinary person, his mental power is amplified to the strongest before he dies. A moment is a lifetime. In other words, in just two or three seconds, you can spend decades in your own thinking world! But Li Fan is still far away from one day to one year. But if you really want to reach that state, there are only two situations. Either a god or a ghost.

Li Fan looked at Prince Long in front of him, and his vitality kept surging.

"We've been fighting for nine years, and I've grown a lot in these nine years. Today I've practiced Supreme Dragon Fist, and our training is over."

The other party didn't speak, just looked at Li Fan.

"Come on, let's fight for the last time today!"

Li Fan's vitality gathered on his fist, and his eyes fell on Prince Long.

This Supreme Dragon Fist was born out of Lion King Fist. The pursuit of boxing is one word, fast. As the saying goes, in the world of martial arts, the only thing that can't be broken is speed. On the other hand, Prince Long seemed to have sensed the enemy's intentions. Every time Li Fan wants to practice a move, Prince Long will perform it immediately.

He stomped on his foot, stepped forward with his left foot, and took a horse step. But Li Fan stood there, his feet did not step on a horse, but stepped on boxing steps. The horse stance is the foundation of Chinese martial arts, and the emphasis is on stability. A person who practices martial arts, from the moment he knows how to walk, he must learn Zama first! The stronger the horse stance is, the more stable the punch will be!

The boxing pace is just the opposite. In actual combat, the feet are constantly changing and changing distances. Relying on this swing, while dodging the opponent's attack, at the same time looking for weaknesses to attack the opponent.

When Chen Zhen came back from studying in the island country, he used this boxing pace to sweep the martial arts world at that time.

Li Fan has been fighting the Dragon Prince in the way of Zhama, but every time he punches, he is not as fast as the Dragon Prince! Prince Long's way of punching is more pure and primitive. He can always detect Li Fan's mind, one step faster than Li Fan. If he wanted to defeat the Dragon Prince, he had to completely change the way of the last move of the Supreme Dragon Fist.

Li Fan walked with his feet, and he completely let himself move.

A golden light flashed on Prince Long's body, and his fist was in front of Li Fan in an instant.

And at this moment, Li Fan swam back a step, his body pulled out the phantom, almost brushing the dragon prince's fist, avoiding his supreme dragon fist.

But Prince Long took another step forward and punched again. In this conscious world, the Dragon Prince has endless power. His fist was in front of Li Fan again. Li Fan changed his feet, slid a step away again, and dodged the punch.

When Li Fan dodged, he completely closed his eyes. The speed of the Supreme Dragon Fist is not weaker than the speed of sound. If you look at it with your eyes, you can't see it. The only way is to rely on your own mind. This mind is a very high level for fighters. Judging the opponent's actions based on his rich combat experience and the abnormal airflow around him.

People's eyes can be deceiving, but Qi Jin can't.

Relying on his grasp of Qi Jin, Li Fan dodged the opponent's punches again and again. The Supreme Dragon Fist seems to have failed in Li Fan's place.

"It's my turn."

Li Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes shone with a golden light. At the same time, with a shake of his shoulder, Prince Long's body was sent flying by him.

A blood hole the size of a fist appeared in the chest of the Dragon Prince. He fell to the ground, and the blood hole in his chest slowly healed.

"about there."

Li Fan opened his eyes again and returned to his secret room.

Just nine days later, Li Fan felt a burst of hunger. Originally, I was supposed to go out to fetch food once in seven days, but I didn't expect that this time, it would last for nine days.

"It's almost there!"

Li Fan stood up slowly and stretched.

It's just nine days outside, but nine years have passed inside. In the past nine years, Li Fan has not felt difficult at all. Because he feels his progress every day, although it is not the growth of internal strength, but he has taken a big step forward in moves. "Kowloon Judgment" has also matured, perfect with almost no flaws!

"It's time to go out and wander around."

Li Fan felt hungry, he hadn't eaten food for a long time, and he was really hungry. Especially gluttonous sauerkraut, after arriving here, I haven't eaten it well. After finally leaving the customs, Li Fan was going to order the cook to order this famous dish from Northeast China to sacrifice to his temple of five internal organs.

"Master, congratulations on your exit."

Li Fan's aura was unique, and not long after he came out, the sensitive Jiang Ye had already noticed it. She half-kneeled in the underground training ground, holding a water basin and a hot towel in her hand, waiting for Li Fan.

"good."

Li Fan washed his face and wiped it off with a towel.

"How many days have I been here?"

Li Fan only felt that seven or eight days had passed, and he didn't have a good concept of time.

"Nine days have passed."

Jiang Ye remembered clearly.

"Well, has there been any movement these days?"

"You're not here for the past few days, there's been a lot of trouble in the martial arts world."

Jiang Ye laughed, "Takeda Takeda, the number one boxer in the island country, has overturned the entire martial arts world in the south! Almost all the martial arts gyms have been overthrown by him!"

"Takeda Takeda, nine days is enough for him to play a lot of restaurants."

Li Fan chuckled, "The higher ups are in a hurry."

"It's too urgent!"

Jiang Ye knew what his master was thinking, "Everyone in the Sima family has fought against him, and he was completely defeated. No one in the entire Sima family, or the entire Imperial Forest Army is his opponent."

"What about Murong Bo? Where's Murong Ying?"

"Murong Ying is currently abroad and cannot come back."

Jiang Ye immediately reported, "Murong Bo is also in seclusion and can't get out."

"Okay, now there will be fun to watch."

Li Fan rubbed his belly lightly, "Let's not talk about that, let's eat."

"I'm afraid you can't eat well."

Jiang Ye pointed to the outside, "Yao Lei from the Yulin Army is outside, and has been waiting for you for three days."

"Oh, he's homeless?"

"Master, you are joking. Yao Lei is waiting for you to come out of the mountain."

"What's the matter, do you want me to fight Takeda Go?"

Li Fan already knew it in his heart, and from Wu Tianlan's strength, he could tell that her grandfather was definitely not a false name. And the Sima family has produced several masters, but this generation has begun to indulge in official careers, and their kung fu is getting worse and worse. The other martial arts masters, the dead and the disabled, the Chinese martial arts, are over.