paranoianovel Chapter 93 Cun Jin
Chapter 93 Cun Jin
He ducked to avoid a pounce from behind, but was struck in the lower back by the tail of another dire wolf, sending him flying and crashing into a pile of rocks.
Lin Mu rolled through the pile of rocks to avoid another blast of icy breath, his back slamming into a frozen boulder.
The gravel grazed his shoulder, and he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Shattering Mountains and Rivers' fist smashed the jawbone of an Icefield Wolf that pounced on him.
Another attack came from behind, and he forced it back with a backhand punch.
But more dire wolves filled the gap.
Dozens of dire wolves surrounded him in the center of the pile of rocks, their icy blue eyes staring coldly at him from all directions.
The chilling force piled up layer upon layer, freezing the surrounding air solid, and each of his punches was slower than the last.
He grabbed a handful of Qi and Blood Pills and stuffed them into his mouth.
The scalding medicinal power exploded in the stomach, flowing along the meridians into the dantian, gradually warming the meridians that had been frozen by the cold.
The golden light of his fist reignited on his fist, and he unleashed a series of powerful punches, including the Mountain-Shattering Fist, the Heart-Piercing Fist, and the Mountain-Shaking Fist, forcing the three Icefield Wolves in front of him to retreat.
But then a chilling breath of ice surged from his side under his armpit. He dodged to the side, but his lower back was torn open by an ice claw.
The cracks on the energy membrane increased from three to more than a dozen, the power of the punches was being consumed faster and faster, and the medicinal power of the Qi and Blood Pill was completely squandered as soon as it was converted.
There are too many wolves!
What should I do?
He continuously activated his body-strengthening technique to protect his body and minimize damage, hoping to hold out until rescue arrived.
Every time the Strength Membrane is torn apart by the claws of the Ice Wolf, it recovers as quickly as possible.
However, the strength membrane can only defend passively and cannot actively attack.
wrong.
Previously, it was called "hidden strength," where the mind could not determine the opponent's attack point, so indiscriminate attacks had to be used, which consumed a lot of qi and blood, making it impossible to fight continuously.
Now that I have reached the Transformation Realm, my fist is guided by my intention, and I can completely spread the force of my fist throughout my body. Wherever the demonic beast attacks, the force of the fist will immediately rebound.
Even so, the consumption of qi and blood is still considerable.
He grabbed a handful of Qi and Blood Pills, popped them into his mouth, and closed his eyes.
When the body-strengthening technique is activated to its maximum in an instant, qi and blood surge from the dantian and circulate in the form of fist force, spreading into the energy membrane and forming a fist force barrier about an inch thick on the skin surface.
A dire wolf pounced on him, its icy claws striking his chest.
The instant his crampon struck the force membrane, his punch bounced back along the contact surface.
The force of the punch flowed through the ice claws into the wolf's leg, shattering the meridians of that foreleg inch by inch.
The dire wolf let out a miserable howl, and its entire front leg drooped limply down.
effective.
However, he also sustained a wound.
The second direwolf pounced from the side, and he turned sideways to catch the ice claws with his shoulder.
The moment the crampon made contact with the Jianjing acupoint, the force of the fist rebounded back along the contact surface.
The direwolf's forepaws began to crack from the tips, with the cracks spreading along the joints to the shoulder blades.
A little blood appeared on his shoulder blade.
His reactions became increasingly rapid and volatile, and he began to actively seek out attacks.
The third direwolf bit at his thigh, and he ducked down to meet its fangs with his knee.
The hidden force flowed down his knee and into the wolf's mouth, shattering its teeth into pieces.
The dire wolf howled and opened its mouth, its broken teeth and blood splattering all over the ground.
He stood proudly alone in the center of a circle surrounded by dozens of dire wolves.
The ice claw slammed into his shoulder, the force of the punch rebounding back and shattering the wolf's leg.
The icy fangs bit into his arm, and the force of his fist poured in along the bite mark, breaking the wolf fangs.
......
He grabbed another handful of Qi and Blood Pills and popped them into his mouth, unleashing the full power of his Body Tempering Technique amidst the onslaught of the Icefield Wolves.
Every dire wolf that collided with his body was bounced back by the extremely thin and dense force of his fist.
Gradually, the layers of fist energy became more and more solid, from the initial extremely thin and dense layers to a very light and stable dark golden light film.
The light film slowly circulated under the skin, covering the entire body.
When the ice claw struck, the light membrane only trembled slightly, and the force of the punch automatically rebounded back along the contact surface.
The ice tooth bit down, and the light membrane didn't even dent; the force of the punch had already shattered the wolf tooth.
He no longer needed to rely on his fists to block every claw; his body itself was the weapon.
When all the dozens of dire wolves had fallen, he stood in the middle of the pile of rocks, panting heavily.
The fist of the Shattering Mountains and Rivers was covered with ice shards and bloodstains. The force of the fist flowed slowly across the surface of the skin, and the dark gold patterns on the light membrane shone with a very faint and steady light under the blazing sun.
"Is it a short-range strike?" Wen Haoran asked from the city wall.
"It should be," the guard replied.
"What is 'inch strike'?" Yue'er asked curiously, swinging her leg.
"During the peak of internal strength, internal energy cannot leave the body; it can only cause damage by generating residual shockwaves through air vibrations."
"The inch strike is to distribute the force throughout the body, making it float an inch above the surface, so that it can be used to counterattack at any time."
"It is very powerful in the Hua Jin level. The master of the No. 1 Martial Arts School in Beijing once mastered the inch force."
"However, he was only twelve years old when he mastered the inch-force technique."
Seeing Yue'er's somewhat confused expression, the guard explained further:
"The key to neutralizing force lies in intention; the emphasis is on the word 'first'."
"But if every punch you throw results in a punch in return, then the point of throwing a punch is meaningless."
"How strong is that inch strike?" Yue'er gave up the opportunity to understand the profound knowledge of martial arts.
The guard gestured for Yue'er to look in Lin Mu's direction.
Lin Mu was unleashing his full power with his inch-force technique.
He rampaged through the horde of monsters, and with each step he took, a monster fell to the ground.
An armored rhinoceros charged at him with its head down, its single horn aimed at his chest.
He slightly turned sideways and rolled over the armored rhinoceros, his inch-force, carrying the power of his fist, rushing into the armored rhinoceros's body.
The armored rhinoceros's massive body crashed to the side in front of him, its bone armor slamming into the frozen ground, sending shards of ice and stone flying everywhere.
Without stopping, he stepped directly over the armored rhinoceros's back.
A direwolf pounced from behind, its icy claws striking his back.
When the ice claw was three inches away from his heart, Lin Mu turned around and his arm made brief contact with the ice wolf.
In that instant, the force of the punch rebounded back along the Ice Wolf's front leg.
The foreleg began to crack, the cracks spreading along the joints to the claws, and the entire wolf leg drooped limply.
Lin Mu didn't turn his head and continued walking forward, while the Icefield Wolf collapsed to its side behind him with a loud crash.
A blood python sprang up from beside his feet, its venomous fangs snapping at his calf.
Lin Mu took a sudden step and slid under the blood python. With a punch of his right hand, he shattered mountains and rivers, and the force of the punch was directed into the snake's throat.
The python's throat was shattered inch by inch, its dark red scales flipped open one by one, and its body slumped limply to the ground.
At that moment, another blood python pounced from the side, its venomous fangs aimed straight for the waist and abdomen.
Lin Mu rolled over onto its body, gently pressing his back against the snake.
The instant the fist strikes the snake's scales, the force flows through the scales and into the snake's body.
The blood python froze in mid-air for a moment before its entire body slumped to the ground, dark red blood seeping from beneath its scales.
A heavily armored rhinoceros charged forward with its head down, the dark gold patterns on its horn shining brightly.