Chapter 10 Yan Lang Palm Technique

Zhuo Buqun went to Xingzang Hall and passed by a side hall. Seeing Zhuo Bufan standing at the door of the hall, he was sternly scolding an old servant: "The Master will come to the palace tomorrow. The matter assigned to you has not been done yet. Could it be that you think you are from the prince's uterus, and even this young master dares not take it seriously?"

The old servant's face was swollen, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was slapped many times. He knelt on the ground and said tremblingly: "Young Master, forgive me, it's not that I'm trying to neglect me. It's raining these days. The old servant's arrow injury on the battlefield was inconvenient, so he missed the matter of the young master. Please forgive me this time!"

"You old dog, dare you give me credit in front of me? Keep slapping until he doesn't dare to stubbornly!" Zhuo Bufan became more angry and shouted loudly. A guard stepped forward and continued to slap the old slave in the face.

Zhuo Buqun's cold voice came: "What a great mighty style. It seems that just destroying your meridians is far from enough!"

The guard who was about to take action changed his expression and quickly put away his raised slap.

Zhuo Bufan showed a resentful look, stared at Zhuo Buqun, and sneered: "I will join the Master's Sect tomorrow, and I will definitely be a marquis and prime minister in the future, and you will be just a martial artist in the end. When I hold great power, the Heavenly King's Mansion will be mine sooner or later. If you destroy my meridians and cut off my future in cultivation, I will definitely return it ten times!"

Zhuo Buqun said indifferently: "Before you have joined the Master's disciple, you are so arrogant. A villain is successful and wants to be a marquis and ministers? Remember, the higher you climb, the more you fall, the more you fall!"

"I won't have a quarrel with you. Let's take a look after tomorrow!" Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly and was about to leave with his guards.

Zhuo Buqun said coldly: "You just left after you hit the prince's uterus?"

Zhuo Bufan stopped and sneered, "Do you dare to do it? Don't forget that tomorrow, the Master will visit the mansion. I am the one whom the Master asked to see. If you dare to touch me, the prince will never forgive you!"

"I won't slap you in the face for the sake of Gai Tian Wang Mansion!" Zhuo Buqun shook his body, came to Zhuo Bufan, and slapped his right palm on his chest.

The scorching Dou Qi immediately burned his clothes, his skin was burned, leaving a clear palm print.

The smell of blood and blood spread out, and Zhuo Bufan was in great pain and let out a shrill scream.

Many servants were shocked. This little prince was really unscrupulous and cruel.

The old servant and the servant from the prince's uterus were very grateful. For a servant, he took action without any consequences. It would be worth it even if he died for him with such a master.

"All the people in the Prince's Palace, go back, don't listen to the assignments of others!" Zhuo Buqun waved his hand, and the servants in the Prince's Palace were immediately surprised and all turned back.

Zhuo Buqun left long, Zhuo Bufan looked at his back, gritted his teeth, his eyes full of resentment: "Little bastard, sooner or later, I will kill you!"

Zhuo Buqun came to Xingzang Hall.

The continent where Xingyue Kingdom is located is named Wuyuan. It once had a prosperous Douqi cultivation civilization, and there were many strong people.

About two hundred years ago, a natural disaster occurred in Wuyuan, and countless Dou Qi cultivation and inheritance were cut off, so that the fighting techniques and fighting skills practiced by the Dou Guards became extremely scarce and valuable resources and were mastered by a very few forces.

Zhuo Yuncang is the top powerhouse in Xingyue Kingdom. He has collected a lot of fighting skills and fighting skills, all of which are stored in the Star Hall of the Royal Mansion.

Zhuo Buqun carefully selected and finally chose a fighting technique called Yanlang Palm.

The fighting skills are divided into nine grades. The fighting skills stored in the Star Hall of the Heavenly King's Mansion are the third grade, and are already the best fighting skills in Xingyue Kingdom.

The Yanlang Palm is a third-grade fighting technique, with a total of nine levels. Each level can release a flame wave, and cultivate the fighting technique to the ninth level. The nine waves are superimposed into a rolling flame wave, which is amazingly powerful.

However, Yanlang Palm is extremely difficult to practice. If you want to practice to the ninth level of perfection, even if you have amazing talents, you will need more than ten years of hard practice.

"What is the mere third-grade fighting skills to me?" Zhuo Buqun smiled, left Xingzang Palace with the fighting skills jade slip, and then came to the inner treasury of the royal palace.

The fighting man needs to invest a lot of resources in practicing. Zhuo Buqun is taking an extraordinary path, and the resources required are even more amazing.

Fortunately, the Gai Tian Palace is extraordinary, otherwise even if Zhuo Buqun's talent is against the will of heaven, it will be very difficult to improve quickly.

He collected a large number of medicinal materials and some fragmented things in the inner warehouse, and returned to his bedroom.

Entering the cultivation quiet room, Zhuo Buqun began to comprehend the Yanlang Palm.

Releasing the starry soul in the starry sky, the whole person instantly merges with the surrounding space and enters a quiet artistic conception.

The Star Soul of the Starry Sky makes Zhuo Buqun easily enter the Kongning artistic conception and understands the ability to fight skills, which is naturally amazing.

In addition, Zhuo Buqun's realm in his previous life was almost at the top of the great way, and practicing the third-grade fighting skills of the Earth Star Realm was like observing the text on his palm.

Before we knew it, it was midnight.

Buzz ~

The star soul trembled and automatically returned to the body.

Zhuo Buqun's face was sluggish. With his current level of fighting spirit, he couldn't stand it if he used Star Soul for a long time.

"Try the power of these third-grade fighting skills!" Star lights burst out from Zhuo Buqun's body acupoints, outlining the soul of the Suzaku.

As soon as the star soul appeared, a scorching aura spread out.

The oil lamp in the room suddenly jumped wildly, and all the flames were tilted towards Zhuo Buqun, as if the subjects were worshiping the Supreme.

Nangong Zhuque is in charge of the world's fire.

Zhuo Buqun has the Suzaku Star Soul, so he has the ability to control all flames.

However, his current fighting spirit level is too low, and he can barely control ordinary flames, and he cannot control some special flames.

"Yanlang Palm!"

Zhuo Buqun's star soul trembled, and the fighting spirit surged in his body. A violent and hot aura suddenly surged from his body, like a volcano that was exploding.

The palms were swept out, and the fire rays surged on the palms, burning the surrounding air, releasing a hot high temperature, making a series of explosions, and waves of burning air surged out.

A total of nine loud sounds were heard, setting off nine burning waves of air, which merged together and turned into a craze of flames.

The calligraphy and paintings hanging in the quiet room immediately burned, and black smoke emerged from the tables and chairs under the scorching high temperature.

boom!

A palm slapped the wall in front, and the explosion suddenly sounded, the wall bricks exploded, and the gravel splashed, and the wall was blasted out of a hole the size of a washbasin, and the edge of the gap was melted by the bucket air.

The Fire Wave Palm, Ninth Level!

It took only more than three hours since I got the fighting skills. Zhuo Buqun actually practiced the Yanlang Palm to the ninth level, which was shocking.

"My current strength can kill ordinary three-star fighters!" Zhuo Buqun smiled at the corner of his mouth. His strength has improved so quickly, and he is in a great mood.

"Criminal, what happened!"

The guards in the entire bedroom were alarmed and rushed to the quiet room.

"It's okay, clean up the quiet room, don't make a sound!" Zhuo Buqun walked out of the quiet room, gave a few instructions, and then left calmly.

Zhang Yue entered the quiet room and saw the traces in the room, and was shocked: "Even a three-star fighter can hardly cause such amazing damage. The prince's strength has reached such an amazing level?"
Chapter completed!