Wang Lan smiled and performed Flowing Water Fist calmly.
His boxing skills are like running water, ever-changing and able to deflect attacks.
Wang Lan has a special physique and can store a lot of energy in his body. In addition, he has special skills, and the spiritual energy stored in his body is even more terrifying.
With this ability, he defeated countless opponents.
Just like a hunter, chasing the prey bit by bit, making the prey panic and anxious, until the prey is exhausted, and finally kills with a fatal blow.
The corners of Wang Lan's mouth rose. Jiang Ping An had fallen into his trap and was waiting for the other party to run out of energy.
Limitless Fist Although the attack is not strong, the consumption of physical strength is not slow.
For two hours, at most two hours, Jiang Ping An will become anxious, then rush to attack, and finally be consumed and defeated.
Wang Lan was still calmly sparring with Jiang Ping An. When their fists collided, the surrounding air flow stirred wildly.
Time passed, and the two of them fought from morning to noon. The sun hung in the sky and the earth was hot.
The monks on Martial Arts Stage are either practicing or have quit out of boredom.
Even the beauty Referee seemed to be distracted, sitting in the shade and playing with her beautiful legs.
"It's too boring. I'm leaving. I won't watch anymore."
"Are you done? Hurry up and fight!"
"You two are the only ones worthy of being called geniuses, so go away!"
Irritated spectators were already shouting.
If the fight between the two was amazing, it would not be a loss to watch it for several hours, but these two people were just there, one punch for you, one for me, and there was no visual impression at all.
Wang Lan looked at Jiang Ping An, whose expression was calm in front of him, and felt panic in his heart.
Why is Jiang Ping An not in a hurry?
This was not what he expected.
Under normal circumstances, Jiang Ping An would be anxious, attack regardless of energy, and then be consumed.
However, Jiang Ping An is still as calm as before.
I don't know how long it will take to fight like this.
Wang Lan prepared for a psychological attack and said, "Daoist Jiang, have you heard of "Hidden Universe Art"?"
"No."
Jiang Ping An responded lightly, is the other party bored enough to want to chat?
Wang Lan's expression froze. Jiang Ping An had never heard of such a top-notch technique.
He continued to ask, "Daoist Jiang, have you heard of God Void Daoist?"
"The one who killed Demon Dragon?"
Jiang Ping An had a transaction with Hua QingYu. The other party asked him to find Demon Dragon Bone, which was related to God Void Daoist.
Hua QingYu said that the dragon that fell into the Entering Demonic State path was shot down by God Void Daoist at God Island.
"Yes, that's God Void Daoist, the last immortal in the world, and the peerless Outstanding Talents who is known as one of the ten most powerful people throughout the ages."
Wang Lan's eyes were filled with awe and yearning, "Ten thousand years ago, the Immortal Road disappeared, but that person did not know what means he used to reopen a Immortal Road and ascend Immortal Realm."
Jiang Ping An asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"
Wang Lan put away the complicated emotions in his heart and continued, "God Void Daoist created a heaven-defying spell called "Hidden Universe Art"."
"By practicing this technique, you can store a massive amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy in your body, which is hundreds of times more than the spiritual energy in the body of a monk of the same level!"
Hearing this, Jiang Ping An felt a chill in his heart, "It's so terrifying! Do you know this kind of magic?"
There is actually a spell so similar to Earth Accumulation Art in the world.
Wang Lan shook his head, "I don't know how. This technique has been lost."
"God Void Daoist's mansion was opened twenty years ago. Many people went in and looked for this top-notch Divine Art, but they couldn't find it."
"However, I have Hidden Universe Art's imitation technique, which can produce ten times more energy than other monks."
"In addition, I have a special body that has ten times more energy than other monks. In other words, the energy in my body is twenty times more than that of ordinary monks!"
Finally, Wang Lan officially started his psychological offensive.
I believe that when Jiang Ping An heard this news, his face would change drastically and he would become anxious.
However, Wang Lan was disappointed. Jiang Ping An was still the same as before, neither slow nor fast.
Jiang Ping An thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Have you heard of Earth Accumulation Art?"
Wang Lan shook his head, "Those are the top spells. This spell shouldn't be the top one, right?"
After hearing this answer, Jiang Ping An was basically certain that the so-called Earth Accumulation Art was just a trapping technique, and it was not called Earth Accumulation Art.
When he was in Qi Refining First Layer, the spiritual energy in his body was comparable to Foundation Establishment.
It is impossible for such a heaven-defying technique not to become famous.
There is a high probability that Earth Accumulation Art will no longer be called Earth Accumulation Art. Someone has changed the name of the exercise.
Jiang Ping An suddenly thought of Wang Lan saying that the God Void Daoist mansion was opened twenty years ago.
And Uncle Meng said that Earth Accumulation Art was obtained by him in a great secret realm...
The time is almost consistent. The effects of Hidden Universe Art and Earth Accumulation Art are so similar. Could it be...
Of course, this is just a guess by Jiang Ping An.
After God Island's trip is over, he will go back and ask Uncle Meng where he got this Earth Accumulation Art.
If Uncle Meng really got it in God Void Daoist's mansion, then this "Earth Accumulation Art" is probably "Hidden Universe Art"!
Jiang Ping An is not panic at all. His physical strength has not been exhausted yet, and it is not his turn to use spiritual energy.
The reason why it took so long was actually to hone my fighting skills.
Unlike others, he has been practicing for several years and has been fighting.
In terms of fighting, he is a bit different from others and needs to be tempered by long-term battles.
The two played for another two hours, and more than half of the audience left.
Many people are so bored that they fall asleep.
Until it got dark, Wang Lan, who had always been confident, panicked.
Jiang Ping An Why aren't you in a hurry?
How much energy does the other party have in his body?
Does the other person have more energy in his body than me?
Although Wang Lan could continue to fight for another day, seeing that Jiang Ping An didn't panic at all made him anxious.
This is the first time I have encountered an opponent with such energy consumption.
If this continues, he may be consumed to death!
"No, we can't continue to consume like this."
A day of fighting exhausted Wang Lan's patience. He was ready to increase his attacks and increase the opponent's consumption.
Flowing Water Fist, which was originally calm, suddenly changed and rushed towards Jiang Ping An like a flood.
Jiang Ping An raised his hand to block it, and used this force to fight it back.
Wang Lan urges Flowing Water Fist to offset the power.
Jiang Ping An suddenly said, "Are you so weak?"
Wang Lan looked condensed.
He was actually ridiculed.
"Am I weak? I want to see how strong you are!"
A day of fighting wore away Wang Lan's patience, and he became annoyed when he heard Jiang Ping An mocking him.
He crazily activated the energy in his body and punched him.
The playing field was filled with flying sand and rocks, and terrifying energy surged wantonly.
Jiang Ping An is still calm and unhurried.
Physically, he could still last for one night, but his spiritual energy storage was ten times greater than his physical strength.
The battle situation became tense, but there were no more spectators watching.
Referee sat aside and clasped his feet.
The two fought until midnight.
After fighting with all his strength, Wang Lan's spiritual energy was exhausted.
When Jiang Ping An was about to fight back, Wang Lan no longer had the energy to fight back.
"Bang!"
Wang Lan was knocked away and hit the wall, making a dull sound of pain from his mouth.
Wang Lan sat on the ground and gasped, his head covered with sweat, his eyes filled with disbelief and loneliness.
He has always been a hunter, but today he was actually drained of his spiritual energy.
This was the first time he had been defeated in the same way since he started on this path.
"How long can your physical strength last?"
Wang Lan calmed down his breathing, looked up at the other party, and asked unwillingly.
"If you have enough physical strength, you can still hold on until daytime." Jiang Ping An replied.
Wang Lan sighed heavily, "I didn't lose to you in terms of storing spiritual energy, it was my mentality that failed."
If it weren't for his panic, he could have dragged Jiang Ping An until dawn, and he would have won.
The mentality has not been developed yet.
Jiang Ping An didn't say much, clasped his fists and saluted, "I accept."
Referee, who was having a midnight snack, quickly put away the food and shouted loudly, "In the first game, Jiang Ping An wins!"
There was no cheering on the field because everyone had almost left, and only two or three people were meditating there.
"Made, I won't watch their matches anymore."
"It's just, so disgusting."
"If I hadn't spent the money, I would have left long ago."
Amidst curses, the two left Martial Arts Arena.
The first battle also came to an end.