C70 The Sad of Cultivators
C70 The Sad of Cultivators
Han Zhen thought for a second. "Use all your hidden strength to send out a punch!"
"I can only utilize the strength of the bones in my body when I train in Bright Force. Now that I've entered the Dark Force, I can release a little of my strength both internally and externally." You still want to defeat me with your strength? Forget it, I'll just risk it all to recuperate all the vital energy and blood in my body. I'll definitely beat you to death with a single punch! "
The hidden force was stronger than the explicit force, but Zhai Yiping could feel a hint of danger from Han Zhen's body.
After all, Han Zhen had so far been adept at it.
"Alright!" Han Zhen felt that the battle just now was truly boring. Seeing the other party become stronger, interest arose in his heart.
Zhai Yiping's muscles trembled due to the invisible force. He took a long breath and his chest expanded at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye. All the energy in his body was sealed off, and his muscular body rapidly shriveled.
However, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, like a dot of cold light in the dark night.
The hidden strength activated people's vital energy and blood. Zhai Yiping had just entered the hidden strength, so his vital energy and blood were insufficient. He was determined to kill Han Zhen, so he had to use all of his Qi and blood.
Han Zhen's eyes lit up and praised: "Sure! I can now use fifty percent of my power. "
Zhai Yiping became more and more embarrassed. He absorbed the power of Shi Yan's blood and threw out a punch, "I am the strongest warrior with the hidden strength!"
Han Zhen did not move. The Genuine Qi circulated within his body and with a casual punch, it was as though he was swatting away a fly.
Zhai Yiping, who was trying his best and using all the blood in his body, felt an even more powerful force surging over.
The bones on the surface of his right fist exploded. His body that weighed more than a hundred Jin was immediately sent flying.
Han Zhen shook his head, "It's still too weak!"
Zhai Yiping had never felt such fear before. The person in front of him who looked weak was actually very tyrannical. Although his body was thin and weak, it contained the strength of an ancient dragon.
He had only seen this kind of power from his own sect leader.
Zhai Yiping was frightened. His left hand that was uninjured, instantly threw out his dagger to stop Han Zhen's footsteps.
Han Zhen flicked his finger and the dagger fell to the ground. Is that all you can do? The so-called hidden strength is only mediocre! " Han Zhen was a bit dissatisfied.
A hint of ruthlessness appeared on Zhai Yiping's face. He never thought that he would be able to meet a strong martial artist who had reached the level of a Grandmaster in Strength Conversion at a place like Yanzhou.
Failure in provoking a strength transformation master would only lead to thinking about one thing.
Zhai Yiping instantly took out a gun from his chest. His black muzzle was pointed at Han Zhen's chest. I didn't expect you to be a Strength Conversion Grandmaster, I've really been tricked this time. However, even if I managed to reach the Strength Conversion stage, I still would not be able to withstand an attack from firearms! "
Han Zhen understood that with his protective martial skill, he wouldn't be able to block a gun's attack. However, he was still fearless.
Han Zhen stepped forward.
"Don't move!" Zhai Yiping shouted with a vicious expression, "Why don't I shoot you to death?"
"As a cultivator, it is the sorrow of all cultivators that they are unable to defeat external instruments. This is also because the cultivation system is lacking! " Han Zhen said.
"Being able to kill you is the best method." Zhai Yiping, who had experienced the baptism of the Black Fist Competition, was far from the integrity of a fighter who had cultivated normally.
Bang!
Zhai Yiping shot out!