Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 292: Cousin Sends Warmth

The aggressive Zang Jinshi rolled several times in the air at the edge of the ring before he stopped the force and landed steadily under the ring.

"You, you..." He turned around and stared at the man with kidney deficiency with wide eyes. He kept saying "you" for a long time but couldn't finish the sentence.

Wang Qiye ignored him. He did not show any pride after defeating Zang Jinshi with one move. To him, Zang Jinshi was just a fly. He was so arrogant that he could not even see the afterimage of Lingxi. What else was worthy of his attention?

This time, I just lay down on the spot and adjusted myself into a comfortable position. Sleepiness finally came over me and I fell into a deep sleep under the splendid sunshine.

He seemed to have only felt so comfortable on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, during the Jindan Elder's open class. He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had a good sleep in the sun like this.

Zang Jinshi's face turned red with shame and he walked away with his head down. Even he himself did not understand why he was so careless just now. Was it because of the young man with kidney deficiency and his bad complexion that he let down his guard?

"Hey, stop sleeping, it's time to change positions."

A hoarse voice woke Wang Qiye up.

Wang Qiye finally opened his eyes from the ground and saw a big man with a full beard and bare upper body. He had nine abdominal muscles on his chest and two arms that were thicker than his thighs and were covered with muscular muscles.

Wang Qiye raised his head and looked towards the sky. "Is it already one o'clock in the afternoon? I had a good sleep today. My soul power is finally full and full, and even increased a little bit. I should be able to satisfy her tonight, right?"

These three months of crazy exploitation have not been without progress. At least Wang Qiye's soul power has improved a step further.

The power of the soul has always been more difficult to cultivate than cultivation. Even for some experts who specialize in cultivating the power of the soul, it is extremely difficult to improve their soul power a little bit.

No wonder the Lei family aroused the jealousy of heaven and brought punishment from heaven.

Although the Lei family's dual cultivation technique is considered top-notch in this world of cultivation, there are still other soul power cultivation techniques that surpass it. However, when the Lei family's dual cultivation technique is combined with the Lingxi clone technique, a chemical reaction occurs, resulting in a result of 1+1 being greater than 2.

Wang Qiye once suspected that the founder of such a vulgar skill as Lingxi Qingshenshu could not be a gentleman. He might just be a thief who relied on his powerful concealment skill to spy everywhere.

It is possible that the ancestor of the Lei family was a beautiful cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, and only the Hehuan Sect's dual cultivation technique could be so superb.

A gentleman on the beam was having an affair with a fickle woman. The picture was so beautiful that Wang Qiye never dared to imagine it.

"Hey, are you still going to fight? Why don't you get up quickly?"

The burly man with shaggy hair interrupted Wang Qiye's thoughts. Seeing that he was reluctant to get up and lying on the ground for a long time, he thought he was using the "drag" tactic.

Wang Qiye then chuckled, stopped his exploration and perception, and stood up.

He moved his arms slightly, and as his wrists and neck turned, a crisp "click" sound was heard.

"Humph."

The man with stubble on his temples blew out two puffs of white air from his nostrils, as if he was blaming Wang Qiye for making him wait too long, and his body began to emit bursts of heat. At this moment, only a fierce punch could relieve his hatred.

Wang Qiye waved his fists twice casually, and when he looked at the master of horizontal training, he suddenly became interested. His eyes were fully opened, revealing two dark eyeballs, and finally began to radiate bright light.

"what!"

With a roar, the man with stubble on his side, like an enraged beast, raised his fist and rushed towards Wang Qiye fiercely. His eyes were full of anger and determination, as if he wanted to pour all his strength into this punch.

Facing such a fierce attack from the man with stubble on his side, Wang Qiye did not flinch. On the contrary, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he raised his right fist without hesitation and faced the opponent without fear. His movements were swift and powerful, with a fearless courage.

The distance between the two men quickly closed, and their fists drew sharp arcs in the air. Finally, in a split second of contact, Wang Qiye's fist collided heavily with the fist of the man with stubble on his side.

"Green Bamboo Out of the Sea"

"Blood Shadow Fist"

"boom!"

A dull thud echoed in the air, as if the whole world was shaking. The huge impact force caused both of their bodies to involuntarily retreat backwards.

Wang Qiye showed a hint of surprise on his face, but he quickly regained his composure. He stood firmly in place and only took five steps back to stop his momentum. However, the man with stubble on his side could not control his retreat and retreated to the edge of the ring, and finally fell down.

"I actually lost in terms of strength?" The man with stubble on his side was shocked and could not accept this fact. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at the thin young man on the ring. His eyes were full of disbelief and unwillingness.

The referee jumped out at the right time. "Qiye Wang of Qingzhu Peak won four games, accumulated 13 points, and got 8 spirit stones."

"I never thought that this skinny young man, who was at the bottom of the points, was actually a master who had won four games in a row. He came to the ring after he had achieved success in his training. It was my bad luck to go out today and meet him."

The stubble-faced man looked at him angrily, walked aside with a resentful look, and began to treat his injuries.

"Blood Shadow Fist Linggehu actually lost?"

A monk who happened to have an appointment with Wang Qiye and was about to fight with him arrived a little early. He happened to witness the whole scene and looked at the short-haired young man on the ring, and his steps hesitated.

Blood Shadow Fist Linggehu is not an unknown person, and now he ranks first on the Earth List. Although he is only at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, Blood Shadow Fist is related to one's own Qi and blood. The more vigorous the Qi and blood of the cultivator, the more powerful this Blood Shadow Fist will be.

So even though Blood Shadow Fist Linggehu's skills are not high, his punches are still very powerful.

His own blood power was already strong, and after practicing the Blood Shadow Fist, it was even more powerful. This set of boxing was like it was tailor-made for him, and when he performed it, it was even more difficult for others to challenge it.

After he perfected his fist, he was able to overpower a group of cultivators at the sixth and seventh foundation building stages in this arena. He could even defeat a cultivator at the eighth foundation building stage with a fifty-fifty chance of winning or losing.

Now, he was defeated by an unknown cultivator who had just started conquering the arena. How could this not be shocking?

Wang Qiye looked at his right fist, carefully experiencing the feeling of the punches hitting his flesh, and exhaled a breath of foul air. "It's still this feeling that makes me most comfortable."

He practiced the Green Bamboo Magic Skill during the day and the Green Pingshui Qigong to strengthen his body at night. He grew faster than other body-building practitioners, and his physical strength in five years was equivalent to that of others who had practiced for 15 years.

It's not an exaggeration for Blood Shadow Fist Linggehu to say he's unlucky to meet a freak like Wang Qiye.

"Cousin, it's time to eat." Hu Qingyue stood at the edge of the ring, holding a food box, with a youthful smile on her face, and waved at Wang Qiye.

"Hey, why are you here? Isn't Shuanghua the one delivering the food?" Wang Qiye then retracted his gaze from his fist and turned around to see a hot-tempered girl.

"Shuanghua couldn't come because of something, so I'll do it for you." Hu Qingyue put the food box on the ring, opened it, placed the food on the edge of the ring, and waved at him. "Come and eat, I saw you sleeping just now, so I didn't have the heart to disturb you."

Wang Qiye sat down and smelled the fragrant food all over the floor, showing surprise. "The Spirit Bird Feast of Lingjingzhai?"

Hu Qingyue handed over a pair of chopsticks. "Eat quickly, or it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Wang Qiye took it and looked thoughtful. He didn't know how many spirit stones Shuang Hua had received from his cousin, but she sold out her master. He would deal with her later.

The Ling Jing Zhai's Ling Bird Banquet is of great importance. The table on the ground is the lowest configuration, 1000 Lingshi per meal. Even though Wang Qiye is so wealthy, he only dares to eat twice a month.

This thing is a great tonic for body-refining cultivators. Even if the body-refining technique is good and the training is hard, one still needs to eat spiritual birds to supplement the body's needs. Otherwise, the physical body will not be able to keep up with the nutrition and will crawl like a snail.

Therefore, some people who have practiced physical training for 50 years are not as good as others who have practiced for five years. This is the difference. Physical training is very powerful, but for those who are not wealthy, it is better to practice directly, otherwise it is a waste of time and effort.

Every powerful body cultivator was built with spirit stones, without exception. Body cultivators were truly ranked by spirit stones, and whoever had more spirit stones thrown at him could determine the winner with just one punch.

Hu Qingyue also took out a pair of chopsticks, took a bite, and looked over with starry eyes. "Cousin, that punch you just threw was really impressive."

Wang Qiye couldn't stand her greedy eyes. He even had no doubt that as long as he waved his hand, this pure and lovely cousin would jump into his arms. "Cousin, I will give you the money for this meal after I finish eating."

"I don't want it." Hu Qingyue shook her head, and the finger gently twirled her lips, with a cunning look in her eyes. "Cousin, if you give me a kiss, it will be the meal payment."

Even though Wang Qiye could accept a maidservant as his concubine, his cousin's incestuous request shattered his worldview. He wailed in his heart, not because his worldview was not right, but because this deformed cultivation civilization was too tempting.

"cough."

Wang Qiye choked out in embarrassment, not even daring to look at her again. He only dared to focus all his attention on the meal.

He had never been scared in the ring, but facing this beautiful girl was like walking on a tightrope. He was afraid that if he couldn't control himself, he would do something beastly.