937: C937 Teaching Wild Ball Fist

C937 Teaching Wild Ball Fist

Not long after that, Zhan Tianming spent two hundred thousand Dragon Qis to buy two Skill Point.

"Sigh, it's so expensive! In the past, ten thousand Dragon Qis was enough to buy one ___. But now, he needed one hundred thousand Dragon Qis to buy one ___. This is simply cheating people. "

Zhan Tianming shook his head speechlessly. He had no other choice.

10,000 Skill Point per Skill Point had long been bought out by him. Now, the only thing left was 100,000 Dragon Qi per Skill Point.

This kind of exclusive business was that if you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't want to buy it, then f * ck off.

Zhan Tianming had added these two Skill Points onto the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist. He had raised the Proficiency Level to the Sixth. With this, he would be able to use the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist once every two days. Furthermore, the power of the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist had also increased by many times.

When this skill was used, anyone below the First Star Martial Saint could be killed with ease.

Of course, even if Zhan Tianming didn't use this skill, he could still kill any cultivator below the Martial Saint.

However, Zhan Tianming remembered clearly that Zhan Beimo had told him before. The Tyrant Sky Killing Fist was the foundation of the inheritance of the Zhan Family, and it was very important. What kind of powerful martial skills he could comprehend in the future would depend on how well he cultivated the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist. He didn't want to go to the Main Branch to remove the Bloodline Dao Seal, and only comprehend the weakest inherited martial skill. That would be sad.

Therefore, the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist must be cultivated to the Perfection Stage.

If it wasn't for the fact that his bloodline had only advanced to the Saint Class, Zhan Tianming would have even wanted to advance the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist to the perfect stage.

Unfortunately, only by devouring a stronger bloodline could the Zhan family bloodline and Proficiency Level be improved.

At that time, the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist's Proficiency Level could also be improved.

Now, the Sixth had reached its limit.

After everything was settled, Zhan Tianming walked out of the room.

"Kuilin, follow me."

"Okay."

Zeng Kuilin nodded and followed Zhan Tianming to the backyard.

Fortunately, the inn had been booked by Ao Ye. Within a month, Zhan Tianming and the others could stay as they wished. Therefore, the backyard was very quiet and no one disturbed them.

"Kuilin, now I will teach you a set of fists. You must learn seriously. If you can master it completely... This set of Boxings will definitely be able to unleash a great power in your hands." Zhan Tianming said solemnly. Under his gaze, Zeng Kuilin also nodded his head very seriously.

"Big brother, don't worry. I will definitely learn seriously."

"Alright, I will start teaching you now."

Without further ado, Zhan Tianming began to teach him the Wildball Fist.

"Wildball Fist, the meaning is not important. The essence of this Boxing... It is to guess the motive of the enemy. When the enemy attacks later, the enemy will be the first to suppress the enemy. Remember, guessing is the root of the Wildball Fist. And this simple guess cannot be understood by words alone..."

Zhan Tianming did not hold anything back and passed all of his understanding of the Wildball Fist to Zeng Kuilin.

This Boxing did not require True Qi, nor did it require a high level of comprehension.

What it needed was only the strength of the physical body and the most basic understanding of the Boxing.

Under Zhan Tianming's teachings, Zeng Kuilin also absorbed and understood bit by bit.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Zhan Tianming was somewhat surprised.

In just three days, Zeng Kuilin had almost mastered the Wildball Fist. He estimated that he should have reached the Sixth by now.1

At this rate, it wouldn't take long for Zeng Kuilin to reach the perfect stage of the Wildball Fist.

"It seems like this Wildball Fist was specially designed for you." Zhan Tianming said with a smile.

"Big brother, it was you who taught me well." Zeng Kuilin was also very happy.

When he was in Tianxue Town, he had only learned some of the most basic martial skills and movements. And because he didn't know how to cultivate and use the True Qi, he couldn't even cultivate the True Qi. Therefore, those cultivators didn't think highly of him, and even never discussed martial skills cultivation with him. Fortunately, there was a Mu Yan who taught him quite a bit.

But even if it was Mu Yan, it was also impossible for him to teach such a powerful martial skill suitable for Zeng Kuilin.

After feeling the power of the Wildball Fist, Zeng Kuilin also felt that this Wildball Fist was very suitable for him.

He waved his fist, creating a gust of wind.

Regardless of whether it was the Fist Strength or its power, it made Zeng Kuilin very excited.

"Kuilin, focus on your cultivation. You haven't fully mastered the Wildball Fist yet. The power you have unleashed is only your own strength. Only after you have mastered it will you be able to unleash the true power of the Wildball Fist. This is also the strangest part about this Boxing. " Zhan Tianming said in a serious manner.

After all, before the Wildball Fist reached the perfect realm, it didn't have much power.

"En, I understand." Zeng Kuilin nodded his head.

Finally, Zeng Kuilin said, "Big brother, are we going on our way?"

"No, we are going to stay for a few more days. You should also take advantage of these few days. Cultivate the Wildball Fist to the Large Success Stage. This Boxing doesn't have any special techniques. As long as you grasp the basic theory, you will keep trying. Find the most appropriate time and strike out your fist in that instant... "

Zhan Tianming gave some more pointers, and then left Zeng Kuilin to continue practicing his fist in the courtyard.

He walked towards the room.

"Customer, this... You see, it's true that you've booked our inn, but this courtyard..." A waiter ran over and said to Zhan Tianming with a troubled expression.

Now, the courtyard had been punched by Zeng Kuilin one big pit after another.

Zhan Tianming already knew that it would be like this. He casually threw out a silver ingot worth a hundred taels of silver. The waiter was delighted and took the silver to report to the shopkeeper.

"Now, I am so poor that I only have silver and gold left." Zhan Tianming shook his head speechlessly.

The middle-grade Spirit Crystal and the hundreds of thousands of Low Grade Spirit Crystals in the system space were all fed to Long Jiaojiao by Ying Er. Not even a single piece was left behind. Just thinking about it made one's heart ache.

However, Zhan Tianming did not intend to find trouble with Ying Er.

These few days, Ying Er also obediently lied down in War Pet Space. She looked like she was trying to please Zhan Tianming, no matter what Zhan Tianming said. She did not want her to do things the way she did in the past. She had to talk about benefits first. If there were no benefits, she would look angry.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

These few days, Feng Wushuang did not seem to be hurting her mind anymore. She returned to her usual self.

Under the guidance of Zhan Tianming, Zeng Kuilin had cultivated the Wildball Fist to the perfect state. When that fist force was unleashed, it was terrifying.

The backyard of the inn had long been destroyed beyond recognition. Not only was the shopkeeper not angry, he even had a happy expression on his face. He even personally served tea and water every day to greet them.

"Big brother, I've mastered it. Are we leaving?" Zeng Kulin looked at Zhan Tianming with a smile.

"Yes, we are leaving now." Zhan Tianming nodded.

The three fast horses galloped in the direction of the Ice Crystal Palace.

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