Gao Wu: master the martial arts of the heavens at the beginning

"Really...really?"

Han Feng had an unbelievable look on his face and was short of breath.

You know, if he is allowed to awaken his fighting spirit first.

Even Li Qingzhu couldn't beat him.

He even changed his will and applied for the Star Martial Academy.

What is Star Martial Academy?
The most famous school on Tianyuan Star has trained countless masters.

Every warrior who graduated from the academy is an extraordinary warrior.

Seeing that he was so active, Su Heng just needed someone to verify what he said.

He waved his hand at Han Feng and asked him to step forward.

"Brother Su, I'm so nervous now, what should I do, just tell me!"

Han Feng was as nervous as a log, and stood up straight in a daze.

But no one laughed at him.

Everyone was thinking in their hearts, why wasn't I standing there!
Even Li Qingzhu and Ji Xiaoyun who were standing next door turned around.

He eagerly watched Su Heng's next move.

Su Heng put his hands on Han Feng's slightly trembling shoulders, and said comfortingly:
"Don't be nervous, you just need to concentrate your body and mind, feel all the changes in your body, and keep this feeling firmly in mind!"

Han Feng couldn't wait any longer, so he just kept nodding his head.

Su Heng has now condensed three artistic concepts.

They are the positive artistic conception and the negative artistic conception, and the purgatory artistic conception of the fire system.

The artistic conception of yin and yang was realized by Su Heng when he created "North Ming Yin and Yang Supreme Divine Art".

The artistic conception of purgatory was comprehended when "Tianwu Purgatory Fist" was fused together.

Think twice.

He still decided to use the artistic conception of purgatory as a bridge to let Han Feng comprehend the fighting spirit.

After all, the yin and yang artistic conception is too powerful, and he is afraid that if he is not careful, Han Feng will crash and restart.

Su Heng draped Han Feng's shoulders, and injected Beiming's yin and yang Qi into his body.

Take the first step and protect his body.

"what……"

The sudden infuriating energy entered the body, making Han Fengfeng cry out comfortably.

This embarrassing voice made everyone a little confused...

Is it really that comfortable?

Also score the occasion, right?

Han Feng looked at everyone innocently.

What can I do, it's really comfortable!

Fuck, Brother Heng's genuine energy is completely different from what I cultivated before.

Power is no worse than Yuan Neng, and it even has many wonderful uses.

It seems that it also healed all the dark wounds in my body?
Su Heng's Yin-Yang Qi of Beiming now has multiple attributes, including healing properties.

"Calm down, I'm going to start!" Su Heng reminded.

Han Feng immediately became serious, not daring to be negligent.

Su Heng activated the purgatory artistic conception, and a tyrannical energy fluctuation emanated from his body.

The others around him immediately took a few steps back in shock.

A scene appeared in Han Feng's mind.

A strong breath of purgatory diffused out, causing the temperature in all directions to rise sharply.

The plants in all directions were burned and melted, and even the water in the sea was evaporated into gas.

This situation can't help but be a little scary.

In those purgatory, hideous and terrifying ghosts were struggling.

They kept roaring and roaring.

However, they cannot escape the fate of being swallowed by purgatory.

Han Feng's eyes widened suddenly, as if there really was a purgatory in front of him.

He was terrified.

Is this purgatory?

so amazing!

terrible!

"Don't be fooled by illusions!"

Su Heng shouted loudly and pulled Han Feng back from the hallucination.

"Focus on all the changes in your body, remember to break the illusion and focus on yourself!"

Listening to Su Heng's instructions, Han Feng felt a burst of warmth and gratitude in his heart!

"Brother Heng! You are so kind to me!"

If it weren't for the fact that he was still sensing the fighting spirit, Han Feng might not be able to control himself and cry bitterly while hugging Su Heng's thigh!

very quickly.

Han Feng doesn't have this leisurely mood.

With all his heart and mind, he was deeply attracted by the artistic conception of purgatory.

This is the first time for him to use the No.1 perspective to feel what kind of artistic conception exists!

this moment.

He is no longer in purgatory, trapped in it.

He is purgatory, and purgatory is him!
All the changes presented in the artistic conception of purgatory are constantly recurring in his mind and body!
"Inherit combat skills, Holy Dragon Fist!"

Han Feng yelled violently, as if he possessed endless power in his body.

In public, he began to practice the "Holy Dragon Fist", a family-inherited combat technique, one by one.

There are eight types of Holy Dragon Fist, originally he only mastered four types.

But at this moment, he was able to cast it all at once.

One style follows another, one punch is faster than one punch, and each move is heavier than one move.

Such a set of mighty punches were used in his hands.

Han Feng is still immersed in the mood of purgatory.

His potential is stimulated by the horror of purgatory.

gradually.

Everyone saw looming dragon shadows emerging around Han Feng.

Phantoms of flood dragons floated in the void.

Dancing and rolling in the air, unstoppable!

It seems to smash everything in front of you!
"War Intent·Flood Dragon Kill!"

The artistic conception of dragon killing full of violent killing emerged from Han Feng's body!
"Oops, he can't control the power of artistic conception!" Ji Xiaoyun said.

The artistic conception of Hanfeng has just been condensed, and the control is limited.

When the heart is agitated, it loses the control of the artistic conception.

Su Heng snapped his fingers with his right hand.

A terrifying artistic conception of purgatory flashed out.

Flash!
Now!
Jiaolong phantom was strangled and disappeared.

"It's that simple?" Ji Xiaoyun and Cai Dongyue looked at each other when they saw Su Heng break up Han Feng's mood so easily.

The evaluation of Su Heng was even higher!
Han Feng also woke up from the purgatory mood and fell to the ground.

Tang Xiaowei and Han Feng had a good relationship on weekdays, so she rushed forward and asked concerned: "Are you okay, Han Feng?"

But as soon as Han Feng stood up from the ground, he passed Tang Xiaowei directly and came to Su Heng.

He knelt down on both knees and said excitedly: "Brother Heng! You will be my real brother from now on! If you despise me for being ugly, you can let me be your thigh pendant!"

"Great kindness, please accept my Han Feng's worship!"

After finishing speaking, Han Feng followed the strict and formal process of appreciating teachers, and gave Su Heng a kowtow!
Preaching and teaching is like washing the marrow and rebirth, changing your fate against the sky!

Among the good fortune, only Han Feng, the person involved, can deeply understand how much Su Heng has favored him!

Su Heng didn't avoid it either, he could stand this kowtow!
"Han, Han Feng? Have you really understood the artistic conception?"

"Damn it? Brother Heng really didn't lie, is it really that simple?"

"Am I dreaming? Come and pinch me... Fuck, why did you punch me?"

"Don't make trouble, I only saw Brother Heng put Han Feng on the shoulder, and he entered a state of epiphany!"

"Isn't it? After that, Han Feng practiced his family's combat skills crazily like taking medicine, and then he realized the artistic conception!"

"It's too scary. Is artistic conception such a simple thing?"

"Brother Heng! Eternal God!"

Han Feng's breakthrough suddenly caused everyone to explode like hot water boiling!