My magical power has skills

There are many new things in the third gate. In addition to a middle-aged man, there is also something similar to a sandbag hanging in the middle of the room.

The middle-aged man glanced at Xu Yi and said lightly: "Use all your strength, hit it." He was too lazy to say a word.

Xu Yi glanced at the sandbag and said: "Hit this?"

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and said: "What else is there besides this? Do you want to hit me?"

Xu Yi's face turned black and he said: "I dare not."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "I still need to practice, don't waste my time."

Xu Yi originally wanted to say a few more words, but now he was helpless. He had to walk to the sandbag and first stretched out his hand to touch it. He didn't know what the sandbag was made of. It felt very smooth when he touched it, just like touching the skin of some creature.

"Why don't you do it?" The middle-aged man's voice was angry.

Xu Yi immediately gathered his mind. He sat on the horse with his waist down, and his qi flowed to Dantian. His palm suddenly became ruddy.

Iron Sand Palm, Xu Yi's most powerful offensive martial arts now.

A trace of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Of course, he recognized the Iron Sand Palm. However, how could he take such a low-level martial arts seriously?

What surprised him was that this young man would choose the Iron Sand Palm to attack.

Didn't he learn any real powerful martial arts?

He didn't know that this guess was the most correct answer.

Xu Yi had only been in the outer sect for three months and had not accumulated much contribution to the sect. Except for the Ghost Shadow Step taught by Zhang Miaoyan, he had no other martial arts to show off. On the contrary, those brothers and sisters who had been delayed in the outer sect for several years, although they did not have the Ghost Shadow Step, had learned some powerful martial arts in a long time. Once they entered the inner sect, they could at least deal with it.

The middle-aged man had been in charge of the level here for several years, but Xu Yi was really the first one to use the low-level martial arts such as the Iron Sand Palm in this level.

With a light shout, Xu Yi stepped forward and struck out with a palm.

At the moment he struck out, his palm instantly turned red, which was the manifestation of the extreme operation of the Iron Sand Palm.

"Bang."

He hit the sandbag hard with a palm, but what shocked Xu Yi was that the sandbag did not move at all.

That's right, I don't know what is in the sandbag, it is so heavy that it doesn't even shake.

The middle-aged man next to him was also startled, and then his eyes were full of contempt.

Under a full-strength attack, the sandbag couldn't be shaken. Where did this kid come from? Is he here to make fun of me?

I don't know who recruited him into the inner door. He was really blind.

Xu Yi took a half step back, with a trace of horror in his eyes. He finally realized that this thing looked simple, but it was actually a treasure. However, the more this thing was like this, the more unwilling Xu Yi felt.

He tried his best to strike, but it didn't even shake. This is too embarrassing.

Xu Yi did not look back, but took a deep breath, stepped forward again, and hit out with another palm.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The sound of the palm hitting the sandbag was endless and echoed in the room.

The middle-aged man watched coldly from the side, without any intention of stopping. However, he sneered in his heart, this young man was really reckless and overestimating his own abilities.

Such a scene can be seen at a glance that it is used to test the strength of true qi. Most people's first attack is often the most powerful attack. Although there is no limit to the number of attacks after that, the more frequent the attack, the lower the attack power.

Could it be that this kid doesn't even know this?

What's more, seeing that he keeps hitting the sandbag, it must be consuming a lot of physical energy. If he consumes too much at this level, he will cry next.

However, the middle-aged man did not give a reminder, but watched with a sneer.

However, Xu Yi did not pay attention to anything outside at this time. His eyes were fixed on the sandbag, and he kept urging his true qi. It seemed that he was holding back a breath in his heart, just to shake the sandbag, even if it was only once.

The powerful true qi continued to flow in his body, making Xu Yi's body hotter and hotter.

As the number of palm strikes increased, more and more true qi was released, and even he felt a little tired. However, Xu Yi seemed to be unaware of this. He continued to attack, and every time he went all out.

At this moment, he seemed to be back on the ring, fighting with Dong Weng.

Dong Weng was extremely powerful. With preparation, Xu Yi's iron sand palm could do nothing to him. However, with each attack, Xu Yi's body gradually became hot, and the little giant hidden in his body slowly woke up.

"Boom..."

The surging and unimaginable huge true qi suddenly emerged.

Although the body of the little giant did not appear, some of its power suddenly broke out.

Xu Yi's eyes lit up. He had waited for so long just for this moment.

He spread his palms and let the surging Qi run wildly. His palms and arms turned bright red like blood, and even became bigger.

An indescribable momentum suddenly emerged from his body. Xu Yi roared and hit his chest with a palm.

"Bang."

I don't know how many times it was, Xu Yi hit the sandbag again.

This time the sound was different. The sandbag finally moved, moving slightly in the opposite direction by about a finger.

Then, a strong counterattack came, causing Xu Yi to retreat several steps.

"Hahaha..."

Xu Yi laughed happily. Although he only pushed the sandbag back a little, the demon barrier in Xu Yi's heart was instantly broken. He was extremely happy and no longer cared about where he was. He just laughed wildly.

The middle-aged man was tongue-tied, as if he wanted to stop Xu Yi, but his face was uncertain for a long time, and he didn't say anything in the end.

He saw all of Xu Yi's movements. The first palm strike was definitely a full-strength strike. However, under his full strength, the sandbag did not move at all.

Originally, it was thought that Xu Yi would not be able to shake the sandbag again, but unexpectedly, during the fight, this kid actually threw a punch far beyond his level.

This sandbag was really moved by him!

After a while, Xu Yi finally gathered his thoughts and entered the next room under the guidance of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man walked over slowly and circled the sandbag twice, his heart full of puzzlement and confusion. There was nothing wrong with the sandbag!

But what kind of evaluation should I give?

I fought with all my strength for a long time, but not only did I not get exhausted, but I also hit a burst attack far beyond my ability?

If I write this, will anyone believe it? I won't be scolded to death by the protectors.

For a moment, the middle-aged man fell into deep thought.