Looking at the old man, Wang Mang couldn't help but see the punch that penetrated the world.

What impressed Wang Mang the most was the old man's incomparable fist.

Looking back now, Wang Mang couldn't help but sigh.

"Stop talking."

After whispering casually, Wang Mang rushed towards the old man.

Sensing Wang Mang's aura, the old man stopped practicing boxing immediately.

The next moment, Wang Mang's figure suddenly appeared beside him.

Glancing at Wang Mang, the old man said with interest: "Young patriarch, why come to my old fellow when you have time."

He had a deep impression of Wang Mang, after all, the other young patriarchs were not as resistant to beating as Wang Mang.

Taking a quick look around from the corner of the eye, Wang Mang's face showed a sudden realization.

Seeing the bruises on these wooden posts, Wang Mang's eyes sparkled.

Years of training have left indelible marks on these stakes.

The impact marks on the stakes are of uneven depth or outlines of different sizes.

Falling into Wang Mang's eyes, it showed some unique charm.

The old man on the side followed Wang Mang's line of sight and looked at the stake.

He smiled silently, and said to Wang Mang:

"Why, is the young patriarch interested in these stakes?"

Hearing this, Wang Mang suddenly came to his senses.

Looking at the old man's slightly vicissitudes of face, a bold idea emerged in Wang Mang's mind.

With my incomparably powerful physical body, if I learn the old man's boxing technique again, wouldn't it be...

All of a sudden, Wang Mang's gaze towards the old man suddenly became hot.

Then, he paused, and slowly said:

"Elder, I don't know what kind of boxing you are practicing?"

After hearing Wang Mang's words, the old man couldn't help but laugh.

It seems that this guy has taken a fancy to his boxing skills.

But that's right, with such a powerful body, it's natural for him to be interested in melee attacking supernatural powers.

Gently shaking his head, the old man said to Wang Mang calmly:

"There is no boxing, it's just practice day after day."

"I don't have much talent, so I can only work hard in these fields."

Hearing this, Wang Mang couldn't help feeling a little disappointed,

Looking at Wang Mang's face, bursts of brilliance flowed in the old man's eyes.

"Young man, nothing can be accomplished overnight."

"A unparalleled attack in the world also needs time to temper."

While speaking, he hit the stake with one punch.

boom!

With a dull sound, the stake began to shake continuously.

In Wang Mang's perception, a wave of dao rhyme mixed with inexplicable power constantly destroyed the inside of the wooden pile.

For a moment, he couldn't help swallowing.

If this hits the body, it must be uncomfortable.

"This old man doesn't have much talent, what he can have is only a one in ten thousand chance."

"Born to be repelled by the power of the Dao, it runs counter to everyone."

boom.

Another punch hit the stake.

"I don't believe it."

"My fist is my way!"

Barra!

As the two punches fell, the stake could not bear it completely and shattered.

"Junior, do you understand?"

Slowly retracting his fist, the vast **** intent on his body disappeared immediately.

For a moment, Wang Mang's eyes widened.

After the stake shattered, strands of intertwined light clusters emerged impressively.

Most importantly, Wang Mang felt two completely different auras in this dazzling light cluster.

A faint breath of dao rhyme, and another breath is the majestic fist.

The combination of the two seems to form a new force.

For a moment, a gleam flashed in Wang Mang's eyes.

At this moment, the old man spoke again:

"This is what this old man has spent his whole life developing."

"I don't know senior, what do you think?"

"Practice more."

"Forehead."

After hearing the old man's words, Wang Mang couldn't help feeling speechless.

Slowly nodded, Wang Mang said to him:

"Thank you for your enlightenment, and farewell."

As soon as the words fell, Wang Mang's figure disappeared immediately.

Looking at Wang Mang's departure direction with deep eyes, the corners of the old man's mouth slightly raised.

At this time, Wang Mang suddenly appeared on a roof.

Sitting cross-legged, Wang Mang began to carefully consider the old man's words.

"A new way?"

Staring at the sky, Wang Mang muttered to himself.

Just when Wang Mang was dreaming, the voice of the blood coffin resounded:

"Wang Mang, that old man is not simple."

"You actually forcibly merged your mind with Dao Yun."

Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned.

Then, he seemed to discover some blind spot.

"Wait, is it possible that you only need to fuse the Dao Yun with the idea?"

"So my domineering divine sense will get twice the result with half the effort?"

"Hahaha."

Wang Mang's words seemed to hit the blood coffin's joke.

The next moment, the blood coffin said unceremoniously:

"Don't think about it, if there is such an easy power, it will be a bad street."

"If my guess is correct, the reason why this old guy can succeed is probably because he was born to be rejected by Dao."

Hearing its words, Wang Mang was completely dumbfounded.

"What do you mean? A blessing in disguise?"

After a while, the voice of the blood coffin sounded again:

"Born to be rejected by Dao, the Dao Yun born in the Eternal Realm is very weak even if it is against the sky."

"Otherwise, the power of normal Dao Yun is so overbearing, it is completely impossible to integrate other powers."

"Using the supreme fist to dominate, constantly tempering the Taoist rhyme."

"It took an unknown amount of time to refine a trace of the original."

"Is it clear now?"

After hearing Xue Coffin's explanation, Wang Mang also understood.

It seems that the light cluster that just appeared should be the source of the blood coffin.

Although such power made Wang Mang very coveted.

But hearing that the conditions for success are so harsh, Wang Mang gave up this idea.

Because of the existence of the system, he always pays for what he pays.

This is a waste of time, and things that may not be successful have always been out of his consideration.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang said with some regret:

"What a pity~lightnovelpub.net~ If this seat can be trained, the improvement of combat power must be a qualitative leap!"

With supernatural powers in close combat, he also has only one indestructible body.

But the main ability of the immortal body is to increase the strength of the physical body, and it cannot be used as the main means of attack.

Standing up slowly, Wang Mang flew towards the Eight Clans impressively.

At this time, in the original small courtyard.

After Wang Mang left, the old man began to guide the refined origin.

Slowly introducing it into his body, he began to drive the weak Dao Yun carefully, nurturing this Dao source.

The next moment, a sudden change struck.

I saw that the sky suddenly changed, dark clouds were densely covered, and thunder was looming.

An extremely suppressed breath was slowly brewing in the sky.

The breath of heaven's punishment descended impressively.

All of a sudden, people in the entire abyss top world were alarmed.

Wang Mang, who left not long ago, felt a chill down his back.

Looking back, a scene that he will never forget appeared.

I saw ripples constantly appearing in the sky.

A pair of bright pupils exuding divine glow slowly formed in the sky.