It was simple, but it blocked all Lu Qian's escape routes. Every punch made Lu Qian unable to dodge, and he could only face him head-on.

Lu Qian saw it.

Ming Jiudan's brain is not very useful. To put it simply, his IQ is not very high.

But he has a terrible talent in terms of strength. He has developed a set of simple and crude boxing techniques to the point of "the great way to the simple"!

‘Fisting’!

When Lu Qian was in the ancient city of Loulan, he had received the inheritance of 'Boxing Way'. Although he did not do much enlightenment on this avenue, he did learn it personally and felt the horror of 'Fisting Way'

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And Ming Jiudan's set of boxing techniques clearly shows that he has understood the art of boxing to a very high level and performed it to a terrifying level.

Even if Qi Sanqi sealed his realm and cultivation level, Ming Jiudan's almost instinctive set of boxing techniques could take away the charm of the 'Fist Way' from all directions and monopolize everything related to 'Fist'.

The power completely sealed the void and isolated all avenues and rhymes.

Ming Jiudan has 'monopolized' the 'boxing'.

Lu Qian felt that his mind was completely blank.

His brain was twitching and tingling. The boxing inheritance he had acquired in the ancient city of Loulan was like a fine needle absorbed by a magnet. Involuntarily, it came from his mind and from the depths of his soul, and was absorbed by Ming Jiudan's fist.

He sucked it out and sank directly into Ming Jiudan's fist.

Lu Qian forgot everything related to fists.

He completely lost his sense of fist.

Faced with Ming Jiudan's simple boxing technique, which had reached the point of "the greatest simplicity", Lu Qian even forgot how to "clench his fist". On the top of Lingshan Mountain, within a radius of thousands of miles, everything was related to "boxing"

The rules, regulations, regulations, and laws were all swallowed up by Ming Jiudan's two big fists, and he was completely controlled.

Apart from him, no one in the vast void can 'make a fist', and no one can 'punch'!

With a groan, Lu Qian wanted to dodge backwards.

A shadow of Ming Jiudan's fist struck him from behind.

Lu Qian shouted loudly, his body swayed, and the breeze floated under his feet. He wanted to scatter the afterimages to the left and right to dodge.

The shadow of Ming Jiudan's fist was like two iron gates, solidly sealing the void on his left and right sides. As soon as Lu Qian's afterimage rose, it was shattered by the indestructible and omnipresent fist seal.

Lu Qian couldn't help himself and could only fly forward stiffly.

As a result, Ming Jiudan's heavy fist was like a battering ram, hitting Lu Qian's face firmly.

If this punch hits, Lu Qian has no doubt that he will be humiliated and knocked to the ground by Ming Jiudan's punch, and he will probably be knocked unconscious on the spot!

In his mind, the divine soul of the Golden Buddha swayed slightly.

Countless flashes of light flashed in my mind, the Taichu Mixed Beads shed dim light on my soul, and countless thoughts surged out like fountains.

There are no punches, but palms.

There are no punches, but fingers.

No punches, just elbows.

No punches, just kicks.

There are no punches and knees.

Every part of the human body, if studied to the extreme, can become a murderous weapon. It can correspond to the avenue of heaven and earth. There is an 'attack avenue' unique to that part of the body!

Then, the light from Taichu's mixed pearl exploded.

Countless thoughts were annihilated together, and Lu Qian's heart surged with absolute confidence and incomparable power - no matter what move or method, it doesn't matter your fists, palms, fingers, elbows, or even your knees, feet, kicks, hips, and teeth... as long as

I have absolute power, the absolute and pure power to overwhelm everything and crush everything, and all my skills are nothing but a small thing!

The path of Ming Jiudan is actually part of the 'Path of Pure Power'.

However, due to various reasons, he chose 'boxing'...

And boxing, compared to the 'Avenue of Power', may only be regarded as an insignificant and small tributary...

All traces of skills, moves, tricks, and countermeasures were annihilated in Lu Qian's mind. All Lu Qian knew at this moment was only the purest, arrogant, domineering, absolute, and overriding 'power'!

The body is tense.

Acupoint compression.

Wisps of incredible power burst out from every tiny cell of Lu Qian.

Every cell in Lu Qian's body was emitting dazzling light like a small sun at this moment.

The smallest and weakest strands of power, driven by the 'Avenue of Power', are inextricably linked, such as a small stream turning into a small river, such as a small river turning into a large river, such as a large river converging into a sea... countless wisps of the smallest and weakest power.

The weak 'trickles of power' gathered together and eventually turned into a 'hegemonic' power that could destroy the world!

A dark light flashed across the surface of Lu Qian's body.

At this moment, Lu Qian seemed to have turned into a statue made of copper and iron. He didn't have any movements, no skills, no dodge, no avoidance, just so arrogant and rude, using his body and the strength in his body

The unbelievable and arrogant force activated by Dao Dao, whose total amount he could not accurately estimate, collided head-on with Ming Jiudan's fist.

‘Dongdongdongdong’!

There was a constant loud noise.

Ming Jiudan's set of boxing techniques has a total of nine moves and seventy-two styles, each of which has only three variations.

For countless years, Ming Jiudan has been practicing this set of boxing techniques for countless trillions of times. He has mastered it to the extreme and it has become an instinct for him.

Two hundred and sixteen changes poured out, and two hundred and sixteen punches hit Lu Qian's body almost at the same time.

With every blow, there was a roar of a copper bell.
Chapter completed!