Looking at the transparent tiger head slowly appeared on his fist print, Ling Yi looked shocked.

This is the boxing technique that the witch passed on to him that didn't even have a name.

Ling Yi could clearly feel the power fluctuations contained in this transparent tiger's head.

The power of fist is quite powerful!

It can be said that people who can exert punches must at least level 2, six or seven, after level 2.

As long as you can punch, the power of this punch will increase in geometric multiples!

For example, a second-level fifth-level martial arts master who cannot produce punches can produce 800 to 1,000 kilograms of strength with one punch, but a second-level sixth-level martial arts master who practices punches can produce at least 2,000 kilograms of strength with one punch!

Therefore, whether there is a "gang" is the easiest way to distinguish the strength of second-level martial artists.

Gangfeng is an energy release, so it does not necessarily have to be fist, it can be sword, sword, or body parts such as hands and feet.

The higher the cultivation level, the more proficient the energy and wind will be.

The power of the gale wind continues to increase with the realm.

Like a fourth-level golden master, with a casual wave, the gust of wind was enough to cut an ordinary person in half!

This is also why the fourth-level golden body died before.

A master who has reached the crushing situation of offense and defense abilities will never dream of being killed by a second-level little guy.

However, there is one characteristic of the gale wind, that is, it is difficult to control!

Under normal circumstances, even a fourth-level golden body is difficult to retract and release the strong wind freely.

Just like Ling Yi is now!

The strong wind slowly condenses out of the fist print, and can then continue to be released or withdrawn according to your heart.

It is shocking enough to be able to achieve precise control of the gale wind at the realm that has just entered the third level, so that it can be retracted and released freely.

But what made Ling Yi even more unable to control his inner joy was that his strong wind... was actually tangible!

The witch had mentioned before that the fist could exert sword energy, but Ling Yi was still skeptical at that time.

But now, Ling Yi completely believed it.

The transparent tiger head began to slowly open his mouth as Ling Yi thought.

Then Ling Yi slowly stretched out his arm and let the tiger's head bite at a bottle of water placed on the table.

Crack!

The plastic bottle was bitten off instantly!

The water suddenly flowed all over the ground.

If it were normal, Ling Yi would have rushed up to clean up as soon as possible.

But at this moment, he was giggling foolishly.

"Tsk, the trick of the slightest trick of the scattered insects, what's the point of being proud of? Do you know that this set of boxing practices can be practiced to the highest level, and you can completely hit the qi as your mind changes, and launch various attacks!"

The demon girl said disdainfully in Ling Yi's mind: "If you practice some attribute skills, this kind of qi can become more powerful! For example, ice qi, flame qi, metal qi..."

"There are still such methods?" Ling Yi asked in surprise.

"Oh, it's really hard to communicate with an unknown guy like you." The witch continued to start the taunt mode.

But Ling Yi was not angry at all and said, "Can you teach me that kind of attribute exercise?"

"You?" The witch said disdainful.

"What's wrong with me?" Ling Yi was unhappy. Who isn't a genius?

"It's not possible yet. It's not that easy to practice attributed skills. Let's talk about it when you have the chance to meet them in the future." Although the witch refused, she didn't say anything to death.

As for when and what she met, she didn't say.

I just told Ling Yi to learn this boxing technique first and then talk about it, and not be too ambitious.

However, until Ling Yi had enough fun and cleaned up the water on the ground, the witch could not think of a tall and mighty name that deserved this set of boxing skills.

"Oh, you'll name it! I'm so annoying!" said the witch.

"Since this set of boxing has been practiced to the highest level, it is better to be called awesome boxing techniques. What do you think?" Ling Yi asked.

Witch:???

I don't think it's very good!

The witch was speechless and complained: "I thought I was the only one who named me. It turns out that there were even more useless than me... Just do whatever you want, just be happy."

As he said that, the witch said again: "I'm going to go to bed. By the way, I'm going to order the spirit stones for me recently."

"No problem, but the spirit stone is ready, how do you absorb it?" Ling Yi asked.

"You practice!"

The witch said with confidence: "Of course you practice, absorb it into your body, and then I take it away. How did you have the nerve to ask such a simple question?"

Ling Yi: "..."

In order to open the eyes of the sky in the future, to the attributes of the martial arts, and to get better other skills from the witches in the future... Ling Yi chose to face all the difficulties in life with a smile.

Actually, this witch seems pretty good.

I didn't know each other for a long time, but I brought him so many surprises.

To be honest, even if the meteorite carrying the witch girl landed, Lu Qingming and his group would definitely set up an ambush to kill their adopted father.

Requesting a meteorite is just an excuse for those people, it is like taking one foot first when entering the door.

After severely attacking his adoptive father, Lu Qingming and his group of people never cared about the whereabouts of the meteorite, which can explain everything.

Although the witch sealed his acupoints, she also helped him kill the powerful golden man at the most dangerous time. Now she easily turned into a billionaire and gave herself a set of boxing techniques that were not named but powerful...

Not to mention that there is also a primordial spirit tree and two primordial spirit fruits in the Tianmen Sect.

The arrival of the witch completely changed his life trajectory and made his path of practice smoother than before.

Thinking of this, Ling Yi suddenly felt that the existence of the witch was not a bad thing for him.

Yes, this is a qualified plug-in.

Since that's the case, I will repay her if I do something for the witch within my ability.

...

It's finally time for graduation.

Zongwu Academy seemed as calm as before on this day.

But in fact, it is a little different.

Many of the juniors and juniors in the first, second and third year of the seniors gathered together and whispered—

"I heard that the senior brother will be back at today's graduation ceremony!"

"That's great. I thought I would never see my senior brother again in my life."

"Senior brother is injustice, and those villains have also received the punishment they deserve. It's a pity that the biggest..."

"Be careful, be careful..."

"By the way, after this ceremony, I am going to leave the academy early and join the army."

"You are going to join the army too? By chance, I decided to join the army too!"

"The peace in recent years cannot cover up the fact that our Qin army is weak, so I decided to do my best..."

"Me too!"

"The same is true for me, and... the Zongwu Academy is different from before, and I don't like it!"

When Ling Yi returned to the academy, almost everyone who saw him would come forward with a warm look on his face and say hello.

It is a very sharp contrast to the fact that many people sympathized with him but did not dare to speak when he left the academy that day!

He Qin and Luo Xue have not arrived yet.

Ling Yi deliberately came back earlier, and he wanted to go home to see him.

Although he had no adoptive father and it was no longer his home, since he was back, he still couldn't help but want to take a look.

He greeted people he knew and didn't know, and Ling Yi kept walking towards the family area.

He has been walking this familiar road for more than ten years!

It can be said that on this campus, no student is more familiar with Zong Wu than him.

When I came to the familiar small building and looked at the dazzling seal on the door, my heart that had been calm for many days couldn't help but feel sad again.

He stood quietly at the door, his eyes falling on the steps where he vomited blood that day.

Perhaps after some rain and wind blowing, the blood stains left before had disappeared.

But that scene will never be forgotten.
To be continued...