True Qi has a terrifying and destructive effect.

A little bit of true energy can blow out a small pit.

Even bulletproof glass may barely block a trace of true energy...but it cannot block dozens of true energy beams.

Before breaking through to a national-level warrior, Fang Cheng simply thought that the strength of a national-level warrior is more than one ton of a single arm, including the huge strength of the whole body, and the increase in true energy is only more than one hundred tons.

But when he came to the national level, he was deeply shocked.

The devastating power of true qi can no longer be described as simple mechanics.

This is a higher-level power, a conceptual power that is more profound than mechanics, and hundreds of true qi can destroy a building by shaping it.

And there are tens of thousands of true qi in Fang Cheng's body.

One finger just now was formed by a hundred beams of true qi condensed.

After a hundred beams of true qi were poured out, the force in the body trembled, and the true qi grew wildly. In just three seconds, hundreds of beams of true qi were filled again.

When he was free, Fang Cheng closed his eyes and immersed himself in his body.

The true qi forms a bunch... There are about 12,900 bunches of true qi in the body, and sometimes one or two ripples of true qi dissipate into mysterious substances, nourishing the body.

His limit is the bombardment of thousands of true qi.

If this amount exceeds it, it will cause damage to the body.

After all, body containers also have their limits.

After thinking for a while, Fang Cheng looked at the black crack, moved his body, floating in the air, and slowly flew towards Wang Youwei and Daimon.

True Qi has a magical conceptual role, and flying in the air is just one of them.

Wang Youwei was still praising him loudly, how genius Fang Cheng was and how strong he was... Fang Cheng floated behind Wang Youwei, laughing and crying.

Although professional-level warriors have sharp senses, they cannot detect national-level warriors.

Even if a national-level warrior launches an attack, a professional-level warrior will not notice the crisis... This is a difference in life level.

Daimon was stunned and looked at Wang Youwei behind him.

His face turned red and his eyes were hazy... He smiled and said, "Are you tired of floating in the sky? Come down quickly."

Wang Youwei laughed: "You are drinking too much, are you?"

"Um."

A faint response came from behind Wang Youwei.

This sound scared Wang Youwei's bottle of wine almost fell to the ground. He quickly turned his head and glanced at him, laughing dryly: "General Fang, haha..."

Fang Cheng shook his head helplessly: "What kind of general Fang is better to ask us Fang Cheng to achieve it."

Wang Youwei put down the wine bottle, stood up quickly, turned around and faced Fang Cheng, scratched the back of his head, and said with a smirk: "Okay, Fang Cheng, come and have some drinks too?"

Fang Cheng glanced blankly: "I won't drink."

Occasionally drinking alcohol will have a very little impact on martial arts.

Moreover, the depression and dullness on Nibreda Island have disappeared in the past few days. Everyone was so excited that drinking a little wine would be harmless.

Daimon stood up, walked to Fang Cheng's side, touched Fang Cheng's arm, and exclaimed:

"Fang Cheng, man, you are really a god coming to the world. Hiss, a national-level warrior, so powerful, I guess you can crush me with just one finger."

"Ha ha."

The white man rubbed his hands, and was at a loss, walked up and smiled in agreement.

The registered warrior watching on the side stared at Fang Cheng with bright eyes, respectful and longing for the sake of his eyes.

National-level warriors are their life goals for the rest of their lives.

But... most people cannot touch this level.

There are more than 3,000 professional-level warriors on the entire earth, and there are only twelve national-level warriors.

Moreover, national-level warriors have a lifespan of up to 200 years... If you want to break through to national-level warriors, you must at least break through before you are seventy years old.

Otherwise, if a person is over seventy, his qi, blood, and body will undergo changes in decline and aging.

If you want to visit the national level again, it is absolutely impossible.

Fang Cheng glanced around and patted the black man Damon on the shoulder: "Today you eat and drink as you like, but tomorrow, you must cheer up. Although I am guarding you, you must be just in case."

Everyone claimed yes.

Fang Cheng looked around again, his body moved and flew into the sky.

In the sky, the wind is loud.

The sea breeze brings a salty smell, and occasionally a few seabirds fly by.

Fang Cheng slowly rose, and the true energy acted on the air, emitting wave after wave of force, dragging it into the sky.

Twenty meters.

Fifty meters.

One hundred meters.

...

Three hundred and fifty-three meters... Fang Cheng's body stopped until this height.

This altitude is the limit of low-altitude flight.

Going further up, the air is thin and the force of the true qi is reduced. Even if Fang Cheng uses all his strength to burst out the true qi, it means that it will rise by dozens of meters.

This is the ultimate height.

Fang Cheng looked down.

Nearly a thousand registered warriors have become small black dots.

From this height, you can almost see the edge of Nibreda Island.

The sky is vast, but it is not as touched as Fang Cheng.

Soaring in the low altitude, standing in the void, such a landscape and such a beautiful scenery, the world sighed softly.

Standing in the sky.

It is also standing above the peak of humanity.

………

One month later.

In front of the black crack, Fang Cheng was still sitting cross-legged.

A diamond-shaped green light piece flew out of the crack.

"drink!"

Fang Cheng shouted lightly, stretched out his right hand and pointed his index finger lightly.

One hundred true qi beams turned into white light columns more than one meter thick, like Mount Tai pressing the top, crashing straight into the diamond-shaped light sheet.

"Bo."

The light sheet exploded and disappeared.

Fang Cheng moved the corner of his mouth and looked down at the bottom of his vision:

The attribute symbol flashed for a moment and became: "Strength: 5.4, Agility: 2.8, Spirit: 2.4, Metaphysics: 22.2."

This element energy point value is two.

Fang Cheng chuckled.

In one month, under the nourishment of true qi, the physical condition improved rapidly.

He added two points to strength and spirit, and a little bit to agility... His strength has increased sharply, and it is no longer the stage when he first entered the national level.

The true energy in the body also soared to more than 21,000 bundles.

With all your strength, you can pour out more than 1,800 bundles of true qi in one blow.

Um?

Fang Cheng's eyes moved and looked to the left.

Taoist Qingxu came through the sky.

"Fang Cheng, you have been guarding this place for more than a month. Let's take a break. Next, I will guard this place."

Fang Cheng was stunned: "It's okay, Qingxu, I'm not tired, I don't need to change it."

Taoist Qingxu was stunned and shook his head and smiled, "Fang Cheng, although you have reached the national level, your true energy is still very rough. Although you serve the country and the people, you will not give up martial arts."

Fang Cheng's eyes were stunned.

In this place, there are a large number of meta-energy points. For him, this is practicing martial arts and enhancing his strength.

But Taoist Qingxu didn't know... He just thought Fang Cheng was wholeheartedly, took responsibility for mankind, and eliminated the Brahma enemy who crossed the cracks.

However, even with the minds of national-level warriors, they could not sense anything at all.
Chapter completed!