"Buzz!"

The power exploded out with a loud rumble.

Long Fei trembled slightly, and looked ahead.

His strength struck a wooden stake made of a special material.

The wooden stake exploded into eight sounds in succession.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang …"

Explosions could be heard from eight parts of the wooden stake.

It could be said to be quite violent.

One hit, eight echoes.

It could be said that if one were to use one's strength to its utmost, one's strength would be split into eight, and one would receive eight severe injuries.

If one were to use its loudness to measure the strength of the attack, the part that was lacking was that after the fourth echo, it would become weaker. The last two echoes were only sounds of form, and the strength did not explode, but was at least five times weaker than before the first echo.

In other words, the last few echoes had no power at all.

This was a flaw in the beauty of the world.

However …

To be able to split one force into eight was already quite good.

Long Fei was not a grandmaster in strength.

However, he cultivated in the tens of thousands of layers of profound arts, and adding on the ancient dragon body's power that he had previously cultivated in, he was the ancestor of power, so when he heard of this power, he could immediately see through it.

He could not help but blurt out, "One is divided into eight, but his strength is not enough. It's a pity."

With that, he regretted his decision.

What was he in the Mu Clan?

Just a handyman.

Furthermore, he did not want to do anything else in Mu Clan, he only wanted to take a temporary rest, and leave after he recovered his Level Increase.

He definitely could not hide the fact that he was Long Fei for long, and did not want to implicate his grandfather's family.

Now, the entire dragon race was gone.

If the emperor Xuan launched an attack on him, it was very likely that he would end up like the Dragon Vein Mountain and be completely destroyed.

It was just that …

Just as he finished speaking, a crisp voice came from the darkness. "What do you know?"

The voice was a bit young and tender, and a bit clear. It was hard to tell if it was male or female.

Long Fei said: "Sorry, I spoke too much."

After he finished speaking, Long Fei continued to sweep his surroundings, not looking at the person in the darkness.

Not long later.

Another eight consecutive explosions could be heard from the wooden stake in the darkness.

Just like last time, the next few echoes were still as weak as before.

This time Long Fei did not speak further.

However …

A rough 'model' was formed in his mind. It was the movements when exerting force, followed by the circulation of his strength.

He didn't know why.

The system interface in his mind naturally appeared.

It was as if he would know what kind of cultivation technique it was after listening to it once.

"What's going on?"

"Can it be that he is able to listen to the sound a.n.a.lysis technique?"

"Does this Striking System have this kind of ability?"

"Why didn't I see that?" Long Fei did not find any of this in the system, but in his mind, there was a model of the system interface. It was different from the person in the darkness.

The model in the system released a uniform amount of force. Furthermore, the power contained in the sound was very perfect without any flaws.

The circulation of his power, the points of departure, the points of landing, the coordination of all the muscles of his body, were like slow movements, replaying in Long Fei's mind.

It was very clear.

This cultivation technique was perfectly explained.

Why did this happen?

Long Fei did not know either.

However …

He didn't care about all that, he just continued sweeping his own land.

It would not be long before the sun rose. He had to finish it before daybreak, or else he would be punished.

"Bam!"

Another heavy blow.

The wooden stake emitted another eight sounds.

Not much.

"Bam!"

Another strike.

The person in the darkness seemed to be in a bit of a rage. He frantically attacked in an attempt to prove himself, but … Just as Long Fei said, the last two echoes basically had no power.

To be able to practice this cultivation technique to such a level was already quite amazing. However, to a true expert, not being able to display the power of eight echoes was nothing but a dream.

Because …

The eight echoes in his body would form a resonance, causing internal damage to the enemy. If the two energies did not reach his body, then the damage would be too little.

It was useless.

She was very anxious.

He had practiced this cultivation technique for three years.

He had been working hard for the past three years, thinking that he was about to succeed, but … The voice in the darkness made her feel as if she had fallen into an abyss.

Was all his effort in vain?

There wasn't much time left for the a.s.sessment. She didn't want to wait another year.

If he couldn't cultivate this cultivation technique, then he would have no chance of winning this time's exam.

But!

Teacher clearly said he would cultivate like this, how did this happen?

Am I wrong?

His teacher had also uttered such words, could it be that the two echoes behind his teacher's' Eight Bursts fist 'didn't have much strength either?

She couldn't figure it out.

Seeing a thin and weak voice sweeping the floor in the distance, she said with pride, "What does a service disciple like him know?"

"If he understands Eight Bursts fist, he wouldn't be here sweeping the floor, right?"

"Should I ask him for advice?"

"Isn't that necessary?"

"No, how can I ask him for advice?"

"But the examination..."

"I won't believe it, I'm going to practice again."

While they were talking …

She started to cultivate. Every time she circulated her strength, every time she punched, she was extremely careful. She punched out, "Bang!"

The wooden stake made another eight sounds.

However.

It was the same. Nothing had changed.

The Practicing Courtyard continued to erupt with noise.

At this moment.

Long Fei's mind had already completely developed the method of how to use this technique.

In other words …

The Eight Bursts fist had already been created in the system.

Moreover.

The system also sounded out a notification sound.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player 'Long Fei' for comprehending the 'Eight Bursts fist'. Do you wish to cultivate it?"

"Holy sh * t!"

"Is the System that awesome?"

"You can automatically produce a cultivation technique just by listening to the sound? This … Isn't this way too amazing? This is really powerful. " Long Fei was shocked by the function of the system.

Auto-success method.

This could no longer be described as overpowered.

"Cultivate!"

Long Fei moved and started cultivating.

There was an extra skill in the skill bar.

Skills: Eight Bursts fist

proficiency: 0/100

Consumption: 10,000 Holy Source Points

Cooldown: 180 seconds

Description: The power of one strike is divided into eight. Cultivating the ultimate punch would cause the opponent's body to explode in eight places: his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, p.u.b.es, forehead, and sea of consciousness.

"d.a.m.n!"

"This is quite destructive." Long Fei was secretly surprised.

did not need to think about how to cultivate his skills. All he needed to do was to level up proficiency and level up his skills.

The higher the skill level, the more explosive the power.

He did not exist as the man in the darkness, with uneven power.

Moreover.

When the system was evolving, he had memorized all the key techniques of the Eight Bursts fist.

Practicing Courtyard finished cleaning.

In the darkness, there was still a figure constantly practicing his martial arts.

Long Fei walked to the courtyard entrance. He wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to see the person in the darkness trying his best to escape.

If he continued to train like this, even next year would be useless.

It was a completely wrong training.

The people who work hard deserve the success of their efforts.

Long Fei stood at the entrance of the courtyard and said with an indifferent voice: "Strength comes from the heart, the waist goes down a bit, the fists go up a bit more, the entire body moves, not the fists."

"Try it like this."

Finished.

Long Fei then walked out of the courtyard.

She was a little angry and wanted to criticize Long Fei. What qualifications did a service disciple have to teach others?

But Long Fei had already left.

She hesitated, her waist sinking a little, her fists raised a little, thinking of what he had said, and threw out a punch.

"Buzz!"

"Explode, explode, explode …"

Seven explosions sounded, but the final sound wasn't released.

She was shocked!