The richest man in the magic city
Chapter 62: Vigorous Internal Force
Fang Xiaoru looked at the doorless house, slapped with luck, took a hard shot, suddenly shot a hole in the wooden house, and then jumped in.
This is an empty room with nothing. Except for the hole he broke through the wall and jumped in, there are no other doors or windows.
As he was looking around, he heard an old voice: "For decades, someone has finally come in."
Fang Xiaoru turned around and saw a person sitting in the air, knowing it was Wuyazi.
It turned out that he was not sitting in the air, but a black rope tied him, which made him hang in the air.It's just that the wall behind him is black, and the rope is also black, so if you don't look carefully, you can't see the rope. At a glance, it seems to be sitting in the air.
Wu Yazi said: "After I set this chess game, no one has been able to solve it for decades. I finally solved it for you today. Good boy, come here quickly."
Fang Xiaoru heard this and walked three steps away from Wuyazi.
The single room has no cliffs of three feet long beard, none of the spots are white, the face is like a crown jade, and there is no half-line wrinkles.He is obviously not young, but he is still full of vibes and demeanor.Zhen is a fairy-like character.
He bowed and saluted, and said, "Boy Fang Xiaoru, I have met seniors."
Wu Yazi looked at Fang Xiaoru for a while, and smiled: "You have broken the Zhenlong chess game I set, and you can see that your intelligence is extraordinary. Good boy, you kneel and kowtow."
Fang Xiaoru was overjoyed, knowing that Wu Yazi was going to pass on his inner strength, he respectfully knelt down and knocked three heads to Wu Yazi.
Wu Yazi smiled and said, "Good boy, good boy! Come here!"
Fang Xiaoru stood up and walked in front of him.
Wu Yazi stretched out his hand and grabbed Fang Xiaoru's wrist. Fang Xiaoru felt a powerful internal force angry from his arm and rushed towards his heart very quickly. He knew that Wu Yazi was testing his internal strength and did not resist.
Wuyazi's internal strength retreats as soon as he touches it. He is very happy and smiles: "Although your practice is brilliant, your internal strength is very simple, which just saves me a lot of trouble."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Xiaoru felt his whole body soft, and the internal force in his body suddenly disappeared and turned into a burst of heat, emerging from the pores of his body.
In the next moment, he felt all his limbs and skeletons were sore and soft, and his head was also groggy, as if the sky was spinning.
He knew that this was Wu Yazi's use of Beiming's divine power to remove the internal power of his whole body, and he didn't feel flustered.
Wuyazi saw Fang Xiaoru's internal strength lost but was able to maintain his composure, and he became more satisfied with him in his heart.
He laughed, suddenly jumped from the air, and fell on his head and feet.His head was fixed on Fang Xiaoru's, and their Tianling Gai and Tian Ling Gai were connected.
"Good boy, get ready to receive the gift from the master."
In an instant, Fang Xiaoru felt a vigorous internal force pouring into his body from the Baihui point on the top of his head. His mind was getting hotter and hotter. For a while, his head became dizzy and his head seemed to explode.
I don't know how long this situation lasted before my mind finally woke up.
At this moment, he felt his whole body light and fluttering again, and he was indescribably comfortable.
He moved his hands and feet casually, and he felt an unprecedented strength.Compared with before, the internal force in his body has undergone earth-shaking changes.
If his previous internal strength was a drop of water, it was now a vast ocean.The two are not the same at all!
On the opposite side of him, Wu Yazi was sweating profusely, and the sweat continued to fall, looking very weak.
His original white and handsome face was already covered with criss-cross wrinkles, his thick hair had fallen out, and his beard had become white from black.
Wu Yazi said weakly: "You're done, dear boy, you have a profound fortune and far exceed my expectations. Try to give a palm to the void behind this wall."
Fang Xiaoru also wanted to try his current level, so he slapped in the air.
I saw him hit with this palm, and the dark wall in front collapsed instantly!
This is just a palm of the void, with such power, if it is slapped with a firm palm, wouldn't it be possible to slap rhinos and elephants into pieces?
He not only sighed: "This...is this too strong?"
Wu Yazi smiled and said: "I have bad luck with the Beiming Divine Art, and I have injected all the internal strength that I have cultivated for more than seventy years into your body. Your current strength is naturally no small thing."
Fang Xiaoru knelt down on both knees, slammed three heads towards Wuyazi, and said, "The master's grace to pass on the gong, the disciple will not be rewarded."
Suddenly, Wu Yazi began to tremble all over, with his hands on the ground, as if he was going to collapse.
He forcefully took off a gem ring from his left finger and put it on Fang Xiaoru's finger.Without saying a word, he dropped his head on the ground, and there was no sound.
Fang Xiaoru lifted Wuyazi up, put his hand in his nose, and found that he was breathless.
Suddenly, Fang Xiaoru suddenly felt sad.Although he has been with Wuyazi for less than a day, he can't talk about friendship.But after accepting his skill for more than seventy years, I am still very grateful to him.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the world mission and getting a hundred points reward!"
Kneeling on the ground, Fang Xiaoru bowed respectfully to Wuyazi three times.Said: "When I become familiar with this power, I will help you kill Ding Chunqiu when I come in next time."
After all, he stood up and said silently in his mind: "System, send me back."
The golden light flashed in place, Fang Xiaoru turned into a golden rainbow and disappeared.
Fang Xiaoru's room in Demon City, Liangchen Meijing District.
"Now that I have gained the life's internal strength without a cliff, coupled with the speed of the Sunflower Collection, even the machine gun can't hit me."
Last time Zhou Tianqiang was pointed with a pistol to his head, the terrible breath of death made him remember deeply.If the picture appeared last time, he was confident that he could be killed the moment Zhou Tianqiang shot him.
Fang Xiaoru sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate to get acquainted with the vigorous internal force in his body.