C10 Rolling Thunder Fist Initial Completion

"The speed of lightning, the speed of lightning, the speed of lightning, the speed of lightning, the speed of lightning, the speed of gathering energy in the fist, the speed of lightning! Ha! "

Along with a loud shout, a faint sound of thunder suddenly rang out from the grassland.

"Ai! Cultivating this' Rushing Thunder Fist 'is truly difficult. " Sitting paralyzed on the ground, Xiao Yihan looked at the shallow fist print on the boulder not far away. His young and sweaty face revealed a trace of bitterness.

Rushing Thunder Fist was a middle-grade Profound rank martial skill that Old Man Pu Ling gave Xiao Yihan.

The martial skills on the continent, from high to low, were divided into heaven, earth, mystic and yellow ranks. Each rank was further divided into three grades: high, middle, and low.

Middle-grade Profound rank martial techniques were already very hard to come by. Under normal circumstances, only the elite disciples of those large sects would possess them.

The most common martial skills on the market were the Yellow rank martial skills, and Earth rank martial skills were already the treasures of the various large sects. As for the Heaven rank that was even stronger, that was only an existence that existed in legends and legends.

Although Xiao Yihan did not understand why Old Man Pu Ling possessed such a powerful treasure, since it could increase his strength, he was naturally extremely happy.

"Rushing Thunder Fist is known for its speed and fierceness, and the faint sound of thunder accompanied its attack. According to legend, the strongest Purple Thunder Arm is comparable to a high-grade Mystic rank martial skill. "

"Han, you must master it as soon as possible. This way, you will be able to compete with other competitors in the Martial Sect's disciple recruitment trial. "

As he recalled Old Man Pu Ling's words filled with anticipation in his mind, the dispirited look in Xiao Yihan's eyes gradually faded.

"Old man, since you have decided, I will definitely not let you down!" Wiping off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, Xiao Yihan suddenly stood up.

"I clearly heard the faint sound of thunder just now, which means that my luck is completely correct, but what is the difference between me and you?" Xiao Yihan clenched his right fist tightly and looked at the huge rock not far away. He could not help but frown.

"Let's try again!"

With his eyes closed, the soul power in the Soul Lake immediately circulated wildly. Under the influence of the soul power, milky-white Yuan Qi quickly gathered towards Xiao Yihan's right arm.

However, unlike the usual pure accumulation of power, Yuan Qi started to intertwine and jump in different places on his right arm, as if it had received some kind of guidance.

When all the Yuan Qi was in place, a faint purple lightning pattern gradually appeared on Xiao Yihan's right arm, and a slight sound of thunder followed.

Sensing that he had reached his limit, Xiao Yihan suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright light instantly shot out from his pupils.

"Kill!"

Accompanied by a furious roar, Xiao Yihan's legs quickly kicked the ground, and like an arrow released from a bow, he charged towards the huge rock.

"Boom!"

When the fist and rock collided, a rumbling sound immediately rang out in the air. The huge rock weighing several hundred jin actually began to tremble violently.

"Break for me!"

Xiao Yihan's eyes widened in anger. He ignored the intense pain coming from his right fist, and his Yuan Qi continued to surge towards his right arm.

"Kacha!"

With a crisp cracking sound, a crack appeared on the boulder. A fist-sized rock fell down.

"No way! I don't have enough Yuan Qi!" Xiao Yihan helplessly muttered as he hurriedly retracted his right arm.

"Huhuhu!"

Once again, he collapsed to the ground. Xiao Yihan wiped the blood from his right fist, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.

"Although the power of this' Rolling Thunder Fist 'is extraordinary, it is extremely difficult to cultivate it. It also requires a very high amount of Yuan Qi to be stored. If I want to obtain a certain achievement in six days, it seems like I will have to sleep for the next few days. " A trace of determination flashed across his eyes. Xiao Yihan narrowed his eyes and sighed with emotion.

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, Xiao Yihan immediately sat cross-legged and started to meditate, recovering his Yuan Qi.

Although the usage of Yuan Qi for the 'Rolling Thunder Fist' was extremely fast, it was fortunate that Xiao Yihan had the Ink Stone to help him gather his Qi Sea. The recovery speed of his Yuan Qi was not something an ordinary person could compare with.

After about ten minutes, the Yuan Qi in Xiao Yihan's body began to expand once again.

"Again!"

Looking at the huge rock not far away, Xiao Yihan roared fiercely. His eyes revealed a determination that refused to admit defeat.

. . .

"This brat's determination is really rare. Tomorrow will be the recruitment day of Martial Sect. I wonder how the training of 'Rushing Thunder Fist' is going. "

Old Man Pu Ling stood in the distance with a bag of vicious beast meat in his hand. He looked at Xiao Yihan who was meditating with a gratified smile on his face.

Xiao Yihan had been cultivating on the grassland for five days. During these five days, other than when Old Man Pu Ling brought the vicious beast meat over, he would rest for a while. For the rest of the time, whether it was during the day or at night, he basically never stopped cultivating.

"This Qi. . . " Looking at the Qi Sea around Xiao Yihan's body that suddenly exploded, Old Man Pu Ling's eyes revealed a trace of wild joy.

"Rumble!"

A loud rumbling sound suddenly rang out from within Xiao Yihan's Dantian. Immediately following that, the natural Yuan energy began to gather crazily.

"It's not enough! Not enough! Not enough! "

Xiao Yihan could not help but shout in his heart when he felt the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi surging into him.

As if he had sensed Xiao Yihan's obsession, the Soul Lake was also in turmoil at this moment. Waves of invisible soul power, like chains that threatened to take his life, suddenly emerged from his mind and rushed into the air, crazily absorbing Heaven Earth Yuan Qi.

After Xiao Yihan's long period of cultivation, his Soul Lake had already reached over 200 square meters. The speed at which he absorbed the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi could not be mentioned in the same breath.

Large amounts of Heaven Earth Yuan Qi surged into his Dantian, and a faintly discernible Yuan Qi vortex began to appear.

This crazy absorption of Heaven Earth Yuan Qi lasted for an hour or so before it gradually calmed down.

When all the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi around his body was absorbed into his body, Xiao Yihan suddenly opened his eyes.

"'Rushing Thunder Fist'!"

With a furious roar, Xiao Yihan raised his right fist and quickly rushed towards the slightly broken boulder.

What was surprising was that at this moment, a layer of sparkling white light appeared on the surface of Xiao Yihan's right fist. The sound of thunder in the air was much clearer than before.

The most unbelievable thing was that the purple lightning pattern on Xiao Yihan's right arm seemed to have come alive. It began to slowly wiggle on his arm.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion was heard. The hard rock that was as stable as Mount Tai had now cracked into dozens of pieces, shooting in all directions.

"A Second Level warrior indeed has a huge amount of Yuan Qi! The current Rushing Thunder Fist could only be counted as one. It's a killing weapon! Hahaha! " Xiao Yihan felt the Yuan Qi in his body fill up, as well as the Soul Lake that had expanded once again. He laughed complacently.

"You are worthy of being my grandson! A twelve-year-old Second Level warrior and a Third Sky of Soul Refining. This talent could be considered superb even in the entire continent! Besides those monstrous geniuses, Han, you can already be considered a leading figure amongst your peers! "

At this moment, Old Man Pu Ling's sincere praise slowly sounded behind Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan turned around and looked at the slightly hunched old figure not far away. His eyes were filled with excitement.

In Xiao Yihan's impression, this was the first time Old Man Pu Ling praised him in front of his face. Although he might have exaggerated his words, Xiao Yihan's heart was still filled with pride and satisfaction.

"Old man! At least you know what's good for you! Hahaha!" Xiao Yihan let out a loud laugh, then he turned around and rushed towards Old Man Pu Ling.

"Now that you have mastered the 'Rolling Thunder Fist', I can relax a little in the Martial Sect's trial tomorrow. "

Old Man Pu Ling said with a smile as he intimately stroked Xiao Yihan's head.

"Old man, I will never let you down! Martial Sect! I, Xiao Yihan, have entered a meditative state!"

Feeling the warmth in Old Man Pu Ling's palm, Xiao Yihan's heart was suddenly filled with an unparalleled heroic spirit that dared to compete with the heavens and earth.