Chapter 372: Life-Threatening Fighting Style

Iron Head Skill!

Diamond Peak!

Hard Skull Technique!

Qi Internal Training!

Mysterious Gate Climbing the Top!

Ten Thousand Needles Skill!

Wang Chao’s head, this part, he practiced a total of six internal and external horizontal training skills.

External training of tendons, bones and skin, internal training of breath.

Qi, mana, blood, tendons, bones, blood vessels, skin, hair, every inch is incredibly hard.

Except for the skull on the top of the head, any other part of the ordinary person’s head is extremely fragile and cannot withstand any damage. Once injured, it will be either disabled or even dead.

However, Wang Chao is not afraid at all.

His head will not burn even if it is placed in thousands of degrees of magma.

It is useless to shoot at the eyelids, ear holes, temples, etc. with a heavy sniper rifle at one millimeter.

The bullet can’t penetrate at all, and not even a mark will be left.

In a way, when he was in the mana realm, he was more powerful than Kong Ji when he just achieved mana.

Of course.

It’s different now.

Kong Ji has re-established his foundation, constantly absorbing the essence of various cultivation systems to enrich himself.

If his cultivation level drops to the Mana Realm, he will be much stronger than Wang Chao at this moment.

Before the Ancient Dragon Realm, surpassing the pure-blooded real dragon, this sentence is not a joke.

Even a pure-blooded real dragon, at the level of the Mana Realm, cannot achieve this level, and will still be hurt by firearms and firearms, so even among the dragon clan, they dare not let the pure-blooded real dragon with insufficient cultivation come out to walk the universe, fearing that something will go wrong.

The number of pure-blooded real dragons is too small compared to the huge number of the dragon clan system.

It is said that there are less than one million real pure-blooded real dragons, and the other dragons are mixed blood.

Of course, this is just a rumor, there is no concrete evidence, and no one dares to investigate. The dragon clan is also very secretive and never mentions it.

Facing Wang Chao's "head", the speed is so fast that there is no time to dodge.

His original intention was to fight Wang Chao head-on, to use his higher cultivation and magic power to resist Wang Chao's ten punches, and first fight for the next spot to be promoted to an inner disciple.

At this time, he immediately mobilized all his magic power, and the meridians in his body continued to surge and roar like a tide, one wave after another, continuously superimposed, applied to the fist, forming a magic palm, and suddenly pressed it towards Wang Chao's head.

Puff puff puff!

Chi chi chi chi!

Like a balloon being punctured, countless scattered mana torrents swept across the boxing ring, the airflow exploded, and a violent whistle was emitted.

Ba Ming's face changed and he looked at his palm.

He saw countless dense and tiny blood holes on his palm, bleeding non-stop, and the magic power applied to the palm also dissipated in an instant.

His palm was directly punctured by Wang Chao's hair.

Not only that, a stream of sharp energy flowed into his body along his arm, rushing around in his body, rushing around, stirring up Ba Ming's blood and qi, shaking his magic power, and his face turned pale. He retreated again and retreated to the edge of the boxing ring, panting.

"How?"

Seeing this, Wang Chao did not continue to pursue, but wiped the blood stains on his hair and gently grabbed it. His hair returned to its original state, completely without the state of being as hard as a steel needle just now, and his body returned to its normal state of 1.8 meters.

"No problem."

Ba Ming waved his hand, constantly regulating his breath, taking a few deep breaths, and the wound on his hand was also recovering rapidly.

His injury just now was not a big deal.     But he also knew that Wang Chao had held back and must not have used his full strength.

Otherwise, it would not only be the palm, but the whole person would be pierced into a sieve by the energy that entered his body, and the palm that took the other end would also be broken.

"You will definitely have no problem getting promoted to an outer disciple now, I can guarantee that, but you are still a little short of getting promoted to an inner disciple."

"It's already the fifth move, and there are five left. Can you continue?"

Seeing this, Wang Chao gave enough time and asked slowly.

"How about forgetting it?"

A senior brother of Ba Ming walked to the edge of the boxing ring and advised through the formation: "Senior Brother Wang is very powerful. You may not be his opponent now. If you continue to fight, you may get hurt. The momentum of the outer disciple is not bad. When you practice more advanced skills in the future, you will still have the opportunity to continue to challenge and advance."

"You and I know the rules of Jiyuan Xianzong. Every ten years, you can participate in the competition to advance to a higher level."

Hearing this, Ba Ming also knew that the senior brother was doing it for his own good.

But this senior brother forgot one thing. He Ba Ming could improve, but Wang Chao couldn't improve?

The longer the time, the farther the gap between the two would be.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity now, let alone the true teachings of the sect master, being a direct disciple will be the limit of his life.

"Brother, stop talking."

Ba Ming shook his head, stood up again, and said firmly: "You are right, but I must consider whether this is the only chance for me to be promoted to the true teaching in this life!"

Boom!

It was like a switch was unlocked.

In an instant, a violent blood mist suddenly spurted out from all the pores of Ba Ming's body. His face was like a red date, his eyes were red, and the hair on his body turned from black to red. His whole person was full of momentum, and his blood and magic power soared rapidly.

"Oh? Some desperate method of absorbing potential and ignoring the future?"

Seeing this situation, Wang Chao's mind suddenly appeared with magical powers such as the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method and the Blood Burning Method.

This kind of magical power is often based on damaging one's own foundation, and is used when in desperate situations to turn defeat into victory.

The damage is very large, which has a far-reaching impact on the future of the cultivator, and even costs life.

"Well, well, you not only have the courage to face death and fight with all your strength, but you are also smart enough." Wang Chao laughed: "It seems that you took a gamble and thought that the injuries caused by this extreme burst of skills are not a problem in the Jiyuan Xianzong."

"I have to say, you bet right!"

Wang Chao transformed again, his body grew to more than two meters tall, as hard as a diamond, his muscles bulged, and he reappeared a terrifying posture like a demon god.

Ba Ming grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood, his teeth were stained red with blood, and he showed a crazy and bloody smile.

"Brother Wang, I'm sorry!"

Before the voice fell, his figure flashed and suddenly appeared beside Wang Chao, his speed and strength were several times stronger than before, and they were incomparable.

Suddenly, his right hand swung, like a whip, and he quickly lashed over.

Wang Chao swung his fist to block.

The two men's moves collided with each other, fist to fist, and a fierce air whirlwind blew around their bodies, and the sound of explosions like a string of cannons roared like thunder.

Boom boom boom boom!

Five consecutive explosions.

The boxing ring was already filled with blood mist, and people couldn't see clearly at all.

When the sound slowly stopped, the aftermath of the fight between the two men dispersed the blood mist, and the scene inside slowly appeared.