Chapter 411: The Way of the Fist
What happens in Chapter 411 of "Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor"? "The cultivation method I transmitted to you is rather special, this Nangong Ming even thought... Read on to find out!
"The cultivation method I transmitted to you is rather special, this Nangong Ming even thought you had acquired some Heaven Rank Martial Artistâs legacy treasure... Hah, how ridiculous! However, Miaomiao, you must also be careful next time when you cultivate to avoid being seen by those with ill intentions!"After watching Nangong Mingâs figure disappear, Fang Bai turned around and said to Wang Miaomiao with a smile.
"Hmm, Miaomiao has remembered!"
Wang Miaomiao, with a look of embarrassment, lowered her head and spoke respectfully.
"Actually, Nangong Ming didnât attack you just now, he should feel fortunate."
Fang Bai laughed smugly and said, "That jade pendant I gave you is not just for show. If he had dared to hurt you, he would have been skinned alive if not killed outright!"
Hearing this, Wang Miaomiao couldnât help but touch the jade pendant at her chest again.
She had previously only known that this jade pendant could withstand a strike from an Earth Level Martial Artist, but she had never expected it could also counterattack and injure an opponent. Although she found this somewhat unbelievable, she still believed Fang Baiâs words.
In her eyes, Fang Bai was someone who could perform miracles!
"Come, take this opportunity, Iâll practice the âSwallow Dance Breeze Fistâ once through. Watch closely!"
Fang Bai walked slowly to a flat spot beside an ancient pine, clenched his hands into fists, and moved his feet like dragons and snakes. With fist technique coordinating with movement technique, every move and style were performed slowly.
With Fang Baiâs current realm, if he were to fully exert himself in practicing âSwallow Dance Breeze Fistâ, the pathways of the fist technique, the footwork of the movement technique, and so forth, Wang Miaomiao would simply not be able to discern clearly, and she also wouldnât be able to stand within a radius of three meters from him, otherwise, she would definitely be hurt by the force of his punches.
In order to let Wang Miaomiao understand as much as possible of the profound meanings of the âSwallow Dance Breeze Fistâ, Fang Bai reduced the speed of his practice to the slowest, and the range covered by the force of his punches was also reduced to within one meter around him, so Wang Miaomiao could come close to observe.
When Fang Bai previously transmitted this âSwallow Dance Breeze Fistâ to Wang Miaomiao, it was through verbal instruction, and then he guided her as she repeatedly practiced. This was the first time he personally demonstrated it.
If Wang Miaomiaoâs practice of âSwallow Dance Breeze Fistâ gave the impression of being agile, quick, powerful, and graceful, then Fang Baiâs practice of this set of fist techniques was simple and brutal, giving an impression of nothing but power and destruction.
Fang Bai used only thirty percent of his True Yuan, but it still displayed a frightening might.hat was now covered with fallen needles and, without any fancy moves, threw a direct punch.
Boomâ
A bursting sound echoed in the night sky.
At the moment Fang Baiâs fist made contact with the trunk of the ancient pine, a potent accumulation of True Yuan that had already been gathered at his fist suddenly exploded outward like a thousand-pound hammer smashing fiercely against the thick trunk.
Instantly, wood chips flew, and the robust and resilient ancient pine, under the assault of Fang Baiâs punch, exploded into pieces of splintered wood that whirled through the night air with the wind.
Wang Miaomiao stood dumbfounded, petrified where she was.
If that ancient pine were replaced with a person, wouldnât the person just turn into a pile of flesh under Fang Baiâs punch?