So he sat on the ground, leaned against the rock, and punched one punch after another.

The seemingly simple punching was actually the popularity of the "six styles" that Wang Ling taught him in that special camp a few days before the practice. According to Wang Ling's own understanding, this style may be more appropriate to call it "critical strike".

This move actually causes the attack effect to explode through the instantaneous explosion of energy, and exerts several times or even dozens of times the normal attack effect. Of course, there are disadvantages when there are advantages and disadvantages. This "hot" actually has several disadvantages.

First, this is an instantaneous output, which cannot last long or continuous. Second, it is destructive to the body. However, the same river channel needs to accommodate the flow of water several times its normal flow through instantly, which naturally leads to problems. Therefore, if you want to use this pose, it actually has very high requirements for the body. It is best to practice another "steel body" among the "six poses".

However, Wang Ling was a little special. His body, especially the upper body, except for the entrance to the neck, was not connected, and the rest of the entrances were fully connected. At this time, a small cycle had formed. Affected by it, the tissues in the upper body were extremely tough, especially his arms, which was not too much to say that it was invulnerable to swords and guns, and water and fire were not invaded. Therefore, he was able to practice this skill.

This is the accumulation and explosion of energy, and the control of the subtleties of use.

"Head, what is he doing?" Although Wang Ling's actions were not particularly conspicuous in the darkness, from such a close distance, a few warriors who had no rest could naturally detect his abnormal behavior.

"If you can't sleep, go and wait with San if you really can't sleep." Zhongzheng said with a straight face.

"Oh." The warrior turned around and left in wonder.

In the darkness, Wang Ling punched one punch after another, stopping from time to time for a while, as if thinking about something, and then continued to punch again, like this, as if tireless.

"One, four hundred and twenty-four, what is he doing?" In the dark night, Zhong Zheng, who had no rest for various reasons, was secretly watching the observer sitting on the ground and punching Wang Ling.

There is no need to use force when sitting on the ground. The most basic goal of Chinese martial arts is to integrate the waist and horse. The power of the waist sitting on the ground cannot be exerted at all. What can the effect of punching one punch at a time?

strangeness?

At this time, Wang Lin had no intention of paying attention to the observation of him by the people around him. He encountered difficulties. The critical strike method among the "six styles" was not as easy as imagined.

The first thing that stumped him was the accumulation of energy. Energy was like water, meridians were like rivers, and water could flow in the rivers, but the rivers could not accumulate water. The embankment was the embankment, and the meridians were the entrance hall. However, the entrance hall was opened, so it could not accumulate energy.

This difficult solution, Yiyang also mentioned it but is just a theory.

"This unreliable guy is going to use me for experiments again."

......

In the early morning, the sun was soft, and even the north wind that had been howling all night seemed to have become less cold by such light.

After eating the food, a group of "scavengers" immediately began to prepare weapons. Next, they will launch an attack on the ant insect nest on the hill according to the plan formulated yesterday and clear it out in one fell swoop.

"How is the rest?" Zhongzheng came to Wang Ling and said.

He had been observing Wang Ling secretly last night. He kept counting the short time he went out to take a nap. Last night, the man in front of him punched a total of 6,714 times, of which the longest interval between the two punches was twenty-five minutes. In other words, he actually didn't rest at all last night, but was practicing constantly.

"It's okay!" Wang Ling said with a smile. The whole night of practice yesterday did not make him feel so tired. On the contrary, his control of his own energy has improved to a certain extent, and he has already got a clue about the accumulation of "hot" energy, one of the "Six Styles".

"Head, we're ready!"

“Action as planned.”

"yes!"

Through yesterday's special supplies, they obtained a large amount of advanced weapons and equipment to clear the ant worms hidden in the hills.

"What is here?" Wang Ling asked as he looked at Chen Jian's back with a large box on his back.

"Good thing, a special individual cloud bomb."

The cloud explosion bomb is loaded with special explosive materials. After the explosion, it will flush out and then form a cloud-like shape. The destruction effect of fog detonation on the target is mainly due to the overpressure and temperature field effects generated by detonation, as well as the erosion effect of high-temperature and high-pressure detonation products. Because cloud explosion bombing consumes the surrounding oxygen and can form an oxygen-deficient area within the range of action, causing organisms to suffocate. The energy released by the cloud explosion agent is much higher than that of the explosive of equal mass, and the resulting explosion shock wave can destroy large areas of military targets. The detonation wave reflects and superimposes between walls, and the overpressure value is much higher than that of the open space, so the killing effect of the cloud explosion bomb is more effective in confined space.

This kind of bomb is very suitable for use in confined buildings, such as the hill.

"Let's go, genius, three, pay attention to the situation around us."

"clear!"

Everyone followed the route up the mountain yesterday and headed towards the ant insect nest.

stop!

Not long after going up the mountain, the strong man walking in the front stopped and signaled everyone to stop moving forward.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard the sound, the sound of bugs flying."

Hoo, after a moment, several winged antworms appeared in everyone's sight.

"What's going on?"

"Sentinels, their sentinels."

"Print them down,"

Puff puff puff puff a few ignition lights, a few muffled sounds, a few flying insects in the distant air fell down.

"Start up!" The group speeded up, and after walking for a while, the strong man stopped again.

"Damn it!"

This time, without saying it, everyone also understood that they could not arrive quietly, because on the hillside ahead, black ant insects could be seen everywhere, and the flying insects in the air were also buzzing. They were not hiding in the cave, but rushed out from it.

"No." Wang Ling said after careful observation.

“What’s wrong?”

"The number is wrong. The number of these ant insects is relatively small. There must be a large number of ant insects in the nest under the hills. There must be something more important inside."

"Dragon, Storm, prepare for a strong attack!" Zhong Zheng pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then ordered, "Plan 2".

"clear!"

Wow, on the hills, there was a sudden strong wind, and snowflakes could be vaguely seen in the strong wind, but the sun was bright and strange in the sky.
Chapter completed!