Chapter 490 Iron Palm (Happy Lantern Festival!)

  After confirming the identity of 'Xiao Nu', he suppressed the instinct of breaking the news in his heart.

  Peng Tuishan's second thought was to fight Ke Xiaoliang.

  Xiao Nu is known as the Supreme Martial Venerable, and it is true that he once suppressed an era.

   But Peng Tuishan is not a martial artist in the world of high martial arts, he does not have that kind of superstition and worship.

  Although shocked by Xiao Nu's identity, he will not be bound by this identity and name.

   "Are you Xiao Nu?"

   "Juewu Zun Xiao Nu!" Peng Tuishan looked at Ke Xiaoliang, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

  Luckier than Su Wenhai, Peng Tuishan has no restrictions on what to do.

  As long as it does not violate the overall moral chivalry, and in the face of delicious food, it cannot be ignored...then he does not violate the current identity setting.

  Ke Xiaoliang put down the white porcelain bowl in his hand, and the warm fish soup was rich and delicious, showing a milky white color.

   Crush the tofu in the bowl with chopsticks, and then take another sip of the fish soup.

  The tofu slides into the mouth along the fish soup, with a different kind of satisfaction.

  After simple cooking, the faint fishy smell turned into a strange fishy smell. The soft and tender tofu made people lick their lips a few more times.

  Peng Tuishan, who was originally in high spirits, subconsciously swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.

  Tears flowed from the corner of his mouth without disappointment.

   Shame!

  Peng Tuishan felt that he could not save his face.

"I've heard the name of Juewu Zun Xiao Nu for a long time. Today, I, Wei Songlai, will challenge you as Juewu Zun. I hope you will give me your advice." Peng Tuishan spit, his eyes drifted into the soup pot that was getting thinner .

   Although Ke Xiaoliang drank the soup politely, Yang Zhenzhen was not polite.

  Holding a large bowl, it is 'Gulu', 'Gulu', 'Gulu'.

   Cherry's little mouth seemed to be hiding a gluttonous monster, and most of the small pot of fish soup went into her mouth.

  Peng Tuishan couldn't bear it anymore.

   said: "If you don't say anything, I will offend you!"

   After finishing speaking, he slapped his palms, his hands turned jade-colored, and he performed an iron palm kung fu.

   This is not Wei Songlai's original skill, but Peng Tuishan's personal martial arts.

  He just borrowed Wei Songlai's cultivation base, and he seems to trust his own strengths more in his heart.

  Different from Ke Xiaoliang's practice world today, martial arts in Baotong World, especially martial arts with relatively high general value, have a special market.

  Of course, the term versatility is a fig leaf, just like many people learn English, how many people can use it when they go abroad?

  The real reason is that the resources in Baotong World are limited. Among them, practicing martial arts... taking the martial arts path of practice consumes less mineral resources and non-renewable resources.

  However... this is only one-sided.

   There is also a lot of martial arts practice, which consumes far more resources than ordinary monks.

   Tears flowed from the corner of his mouth, Peng Tuishan's eyes widened, and he took eight steps. It was clearly stepping on the void, but it was as if he was standing on a solid ground, with his lower body extremely stable.

  The other party slapped him with a palm, and Ke Xiaoliang naturally felt the other party's determination.

  An overwhelming tyrannical aura rushed towards his face, as if a jade mountain collapsed right in front of him at this moment, and the strength of the Shattered Warrior showed its value at this moment.

  Different from supreme masters, grand masters, and master-level warriors who frequently shake the world and mobilize the energy of the world to attack, broken-level warriors gather all their power at one point, which seems to be closer to the fighting of ordinary warriors in the world.

  In fact, it is back to basics.

   Between the vibrations of fists and feet, there is a mighty force to tear the void.

   Facing the violent blow, Ke Xiaoliang held the porcelain bowl with one hand, but waved his sleeve robe.

   There was a strong wind.

Snapped!

  The encounter between the palm and the sleeve wind is like two peerless weapons colliding and meeting in the heart of the river.

   "Ahhh!" Peng Tuishan roared loudly.

   During the roar, the energy of the whole body, even the blood, nutrition, and spirit, were poured into his pair of jade palms.

   This palm continued to move, and even tore Ke Xiaoliang's sleeve which he threw casually.

   "Interesting! This is because the resources are not enough, so concentrate on doing big things?"

"The way of martial arts has gone astray. It is not a comprehensive improvement, but a single part that highlights the strength of a certain part. When driven by martial arts, it is possible to pour all the resources into the fists and feet for a moment, even the strength of muscles. , and also completed this kind of penetration. This kind of penetration...but it is integrated with the strength of the whole body, and every muscle can explode with full strength, which is different." Ke Xiaoliang read Peng Tuishan's palm .

   Then he picked up a chopstick in his hand, used the chopsticks as a sword, and stabbed it out.

   Facing Ke Xiaoliang's casual sword thrust, Peng Tuishan felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He clapped his hands suddenly, like a boy bowing to the Buddha, but precisely pinched Ke Xiaoliang's stabbing sword between his palms.

  However, Peng Tuishan underestimated Ke Xiaoliang's seemingly random strike.

  The fragile bamboo chopsticks contain hundreds of sword energy with different attributes. These strengths maintain the balance under Ke Xiaoliang's control.

  When Peng Tuishan clamped his hands, the balance was broken.

  So... in an instant, thousands of sword qi with different attributes, different concepts, different tendencies, and different natures erupted simultaneously in an instant.

  Peng Tuishan's complexion changed drastically.

   Although his hands are still jade-colored.

  But I can already see the crack that keeps spreading.

  In an instant, his hands seemed to have experienced a thousand years of weathering.

"drink!"

   With a loud shout, Peng Tuishan's palms, which were originally the size of a normal person, instantly swelled up to the size of cattail fans. The criss-cross palm lines were like patterns on hard marble.

  He actually moved the position of the muscles and bones, filling a large number of bones and muscles into his hands. Forcibly use hard muscles and bones to resist the explosion of that complex sword energy.

   "What a pair of iron palms! It's amazing!" Ke Xiaoliang let go of his hand, allowing the chopstick to be snatched away by Peng Tuishan.

   It seems that Peng Tuishan won a small hand.

  But Peng Tuishan stood stiffly in place, three feet in front of him was 'Xiao Nu'.

  He couldn't take another small step forward.

   "Good... good one... Supreme Warrior! Xiao Nu!" Peng Tuishan said while vomiting blood.

"But... I don't agree! People in the world have rumored that you are a peerless talent. You use the opponent's best technique to kill and defeat the enemy, and then create new ones on the basis of the opponent's martial arts, and go beyond. Convinced of the opponent's defeat...now...I don't accept it!" Peng Tuishan continued.

  Ke Xiaoliang took a small step back, leaving a distance of two meters from Peng Tuishan.

   Then slide out the long sleeve with one palm.

   There was nothing unusual about the slender, white palm, and it seemed no different from the scholar's hand.

  But it was such a hand, pushing gently.

  In Peng Tuishan's eyes, the person 'Xiao Nu' in front of him was blurred.

  The only real thing is that hand.

  It seems that that hand is the main body of 'Xiao Nu', and the rest... are just cumbersome additions.

   There is a fireworks show in the city at night, so I went to watch the fireworks!

   Good night everyone!

   I wish everyone a happy Lantern Festival!

   Although the year is coming to an end, but the good luck of the new year, I still wish everyone a whole year!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)