387: C387 If You Don't Go Crazy You Won't Survive

C387 If You Don't Go Crazy You Won't Survive

After leaving, all the troublemakers, Martial Cultivator, left.

Looking at the forest that was beyond recognition, Zhan Tianming shook his head.

He turned around and left.

Originally, he had planned to enter the Imperial City directly, but now, he had to leave the Imperial City and enter the Purple Cloud Mountains.

The Purple Cloud Mountains in Yue Country was the same as the Purple Cloud Mountains in Sky Wind Country.

The Purple Cloud Mountains spanned across eleven middle and small countries.

The Yue Country and Sky Wind Country were only one of them.

After entering the depths of the Purple Cloud Mountains, Zhan Tianming started his crazy cultivation.

Wildball Fist!

Bang! Bang!

Bang! Bang...

All the Wild Beast and vicious beast had become his targets.

"I have to raise the Wildball Fist to the Grand Perfection within three days. Otherwise, I won't be able to defeat Yi Chen."

"Fu Shiyao, no matter what, I won't let you marry that bastard."

Although he didn't have much contact with Fu Shiyao, since the Beauty System had already included her in it, Zhan Tianming was sure that Fu Shiyao was his woman. Whoever dared to touch her would have to first ask his own fist to agree.

With Zhan Tianming's strength, it should have been easy for him to kill an ordinary Wild Beast and vicious beast.

But...

Using the Wildball Fist to attack was really weak. It didn't even have half of the power of the Nine Dragon Fists. Usually, he would only be able to kill one with a dozen punches.

Zhan Tianming didn't care about it. He kept using the Wildball Fist.

Bang, bang, bang...

It was as if he had gone mad.

Right now, he didn't think about anything else. He only wanted to increase his proficiency.

"Dingdong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming, Wildball Fist leveled up to 6."

Continue!

Bang, bang, bang...

Bang! Bang...

Zhan Tianming kept killing his way into the depths of the mountain range. Along the way, he couldn't see a single Demonic Beast. All the Demonic Beast had been subdued by the Little Purple, and he was now leading them deeper into the mountain range.

This was the mission that Zhan Tianming had given him: subdue an army of Demonic Beast.

Zhan Tianming already knew the status of the Yi Family in Yue Country, so he needed a Demonic Beast army like this.

Time slowly passed.

Night had arrived.

The forest was very cold.

However, Zhan Tianming was sweating profusely. He was still using the Wildball Fist.

"Dingdong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for raising the Wildball Fist Proficiency Level to 7 layers."

"Not enough, continue!"

Zhan Tianming gritted his teeth and continued to bombard crazily.

Since he couldn't find the Wild Beast and vicious beast, he would punch them out of thin air. In any case, he had no intention of stopping.

However, his physical strength was really limited.

After the deep night, he really didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

He meditated and rested.

He circulated the Nirvana Mantra.

Although the Nirvana Mantra was used to restore the True Qi, it was still beneficial to the recovery of his physical strength.

After recovering his physical strength, Zhan Tianming didn't care if it was late at night or not, and continued practicing.

Huhuhu...

The wind from the fist whistled and snow flew everywhere.

However, this time, it took him an entire day to break through from the Seventh Stage to the Eighth Stage.

It wasn't until late at night the next day that the long-awaited system notification rang out.

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for raising the Wildball Fist to Level 8."

"Hu... Hu..."

Zhan Tianming was so tired that he was gasping for breath and sweating profusely.

He raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He felt that he could not stand straight anymore.

Too tired!

When practicing the Wildball Fist, the consumption of physical strength would be doubled.

"No, I can't rest yet."

Zhan Tianming shook his head, feeling a little dizzy.

"Advancing from the Seventh Stage to the Eighth Stage is much harder than advancing from the Seven Stages to the Nine Major Successes. Obviously, it will be even harder to advance to the Nine Major Successes. But now, there is only a little more than a day's time left."

At this moment, Zhan Tianming opened the system and checked the Wildball Fist for the first time.

Skill: Wildball Fist (Supreme)

Level: 8

Proficiency: 0 / 10,000,000

True Qi Consumption: 0

Description: A martial skill comprehended from the memories of the host. It is rumored to be a peerless martial skill created by the little shrimp senior. There are a total of ten levels. The first nine levels are neither good nor useful. However, after reaching the Grand Perfection, it is invincible. There is nothing difficult in the world. He was afraid that the Wildball Fist had a good reputation.

Description 2: After the host has comprehended it, the host will reach the ninth stage, but the power will not decrease. Each punch will consume 90% of the host's strength. When the strength is insufficient, the user will not be able to use it.

Description 3: As the host's strength increases, the power will also increase.

Seeing this description, Zhan Tianming was extremely excited.

However, when he saw the proficiency, he was dumbfounded again.

"So many zeros. One, ten, a hundred, a thousand... ten thousand... F * ck, it's actually at 100 million points of proficiency? "

F * ck, how long would it take for him to advance to the Nine Major Successes?

"With his complaints here, why don't we start practicing immediately?"

'I'll do it as I say.'

Huhuhu...

Zhan Tianming started cultivating crazily again. After all, there was not much time left.

No matter how tiring it was, he had to raise the Wildball Fist's Proficiency Level to the Grand Perfection.

Zhan Tianming knew very well that this was his only killing move against Yi Chen.

He no longer wanted to bear the feeling of being crushed by Yi Chen, and he had to return all of it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! Continue to improve!"

Zhan Tianming shouted crazily.

Right now, exhaustion and lack of strength were not a problem at all.

The only problem was to increase his proficiency.

Huhuhu...

Zhan Tianming did not have the time to find any Wild Beast or vicious beast to practice anymore. He kept punching out in the air, following the pattern of the Wildball Fist, constantly practicing and increasing his proficiency.

If he didn't go crazy, he wouldn't be able to live!

...

In the Imperial City.0

The Yi Residence appeared lifeless.

All the happy events had gathered together, but among all the people of the Yi Family, other than the Eldest Madam, no one dared to wear mourning clothes.

Yi Chen's request was very simple, Hong Xi had to do it in advance.

No one dared to disobey.

The first lady was an exception. She was the only one Yi Chen did not want to kill.

If anyone else dared to say no, they would only die.

In a certain courtyard.

Yi Chen stood alone on the roof, facing the falling snow and looking up at the dark night sky.

Those snowflakes fell down. Not a single one of them could get within three meters of Yi Chen. That area seemed to have become a forbidden zone for snow. Yi Chen's body also exuded a cold intent, as if he was the ice that had been frozen for ten thousand years.

"Zhan Tianming, you actually didn't enter the city?"

"Could it be that you really didn't have the ability to use that move back then?"

"Hmph!"

"Since you can't use that move for a short period of time, I won't believe it. In just three short days, you can use it a second time? Even if you can use it a second time... Tomorrow... It will still be the day of your death. "

Yi Chen's eyes were filled with killing intent.

He had already made all the preparations.

He was confident that he could kill Zhan Tianming even if he received Zhan Tianming's incomparably domineering punch.

"Humph! Everything will be revealed tomorrow."

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