Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 19: Unlimited power

At Ye An's house.

Ji Qing's emotions have stabilized.

A few seconds later.

A package fell from the sky and landed at the door of Ye An's house.

Ye An walked out and saw that Zhang Sanfeng was still waiting at the door. He picked up the package and handed it to Ye An, saying, "Contact me when you're done."

"Okay." Ye An nodded gently.

He took the package back to the living room.

He opened it and took a look.

Three portions of infinite evolution liquid!

The colorful light flashed, exuding a dazzling color, and Ye An's heartbeat speed could not help but speed up.

Although he guessed that this package was sent by the Grand Marshal.

But when this legendary thing really appeared in front of him.

Ye An still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

Infinite evolution liquid!

Suddenly, Ji Qing on the side looked up, and his bright big eyes stared at Ye An's profile.

"Do you like it?"

"Ji Qing..."

"Hush." ??Ji Qing raised his index finger to his lips, his cheeks puffed up, cute.

"Don't refuse."

"You said that everything has a price, and you have to pay for what you get."

"You helped me become better, and this is what you paid."

"And these three bottles are what you got."

"Very reasonable."

Ji Qing moved her willow eyebrows slightly, and was actually a little gentle.

After a few seconds of silence, Ye An said: "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"What do you call me?" Ji Qing frowned on her little face.

"Your Highness, isn't that what everyone calls you?"

"No, you can't call me Your Highness."

Ye An: "Then what should I call you?"

Ji Qing: "Just call me Qing'er like my father."

Ye An: "My dear son."

"Qing'er."

"Ahem, it's a bit awkward to pronounce."

"But I should get used to it."

"Yeah." Ji Qing nodded obediently.

"Then you go practice boxing first, I still need to change my job." Ye An said.

"Okay." Ji Qing stood aside.

She didn't practice boxing, she wanted to watch Ye An.

Ye An invited Zhang Sanfeng back.

The rough man noticed that Ji Qing's face looked much better, and he nodded silently.

He wanted to say a few words for Meng Chen, but he was not good at speaking.

Besides, the situation of the prince was so special that no one knew which words would be her thunder point.

Zhang Sanfeng thought silently in his heart, I would rather do nothing than make mistakes.

"Then your highness, I changed Ye An's job."

Ji Qing nodded silently, and suddenly asked: "Does Meng Chen still want Ye An to switch to a battle strategist?"

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said: "No way."

"Everything depends on Ye An's own wishes."

"Besides, since Ye An has two talents, there is no need to rush."

"Whenever Ye An wants to switch to a battle strategist, he can switch."

The heart of changing jobs will cling to the talent rune.

If you want to change jobs again, you have to retake it.

But Ye An has two talent runes, which means he doesn't need to retake it at all.

One to a boxer and one to a battle strategist, the best of both worlds.

However, it is still unknown whether Ye An will switch to the strategist!

Ji Qing heard that Meng Chen was no longer forcing him, and his expression eased a little.

Then, Zhang Sanfeng wanted to know what Ye An's second talent was, so he followed him to the basement.

The three of them arrived at the basement.

Zhang Sanfeng saw the deep fist mark under the family portrait at first sight.

He walked forward quickly, gently swept his palm over the fist mark, and frowned.

It is more difficult to leave such a standard fist mark on a wall than to knock down a wall.

This is not a matter of strength, but a matter of fist intention.

"Is this your second talent?"

"Show me again."

Zhang Sanfeng turned his head and looked at Ye An.

Ye An took a deep breath without any hesitation, and mobilized the Supreme Fist. The originally thin fist intention in his body suddenly became majestic, so much that it flowed out of his body.

It takes many years to transform the true qi in the human body into fist intention.

Ye An has time in his talent world and can practice it, which is normal.

But the number of fist intentions is closely related to the realm.

At this moment, the number of fist intentions around him is so huge that it can even cause slight cracks on the ground.

It is not something that a martial artist in the third realm can do. Under normal circumstances, even a genius must reach the fourth realm.

So Zhang Sanfeng laughed.

There is only one reason for this unreasonable situation.

Unreasonable power-talent.

Of course, Zhang Sanfeng did not throw a punch, but said lightly: "The talent you showed just now is only a bonus in strength."

"But I taught you a boxing method a long time ago, which is about strength."

"Have you practiced?"

Ye An hurriedly said: "Flowing Water Crashing Mountain Fist."

"I can already do 88 punches in a row."

"How long does it take?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"Five seconds!" Ye An answered immediately.

On the battlefield, no one will give you more than five seconds to challenge his teammates.

Five seconds at most, support will arrive immediately.

So practicing the kind of more than ten seconds is not very meaningful in actual combat, it's just a toy.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded and said: "Show me, when I reach 40 punches, I will start to dodge, see if you can keep up, I have already suppressed the realm."

Ye An nodded immediately, and stepped forward with a quick step and punched Zhang Sanfeng in the abdomen.

With a "dong" sound, this punch seemed to hit a big bell, and all the force dispersed to the left and right like sound waves.

Ye An's face changed slightly.

Unloading force!

A basic martial arts technique!

Ye An also knows it.

But he has never seen Zhang Sanfeng unloading force like this!

Standing still?

No physical movements are needed?

How did he do it?

"Don't be stunned!" Zhang Sanfeng chuckled.

Ye An concentrated and continued to punch quickly.

In an instant, the speed of the punch was so fast that afterimages appeared. In the silent basement, the sound of bells kept ringing.

Zhang Sanfeng stared at every move of Ye An.

Perfect.

The Flowing Water Mountain Punch is the art of reaction force.

When you punch the opponent, there will be a reaction force back to you. At this moment, you convert the reaction force into your own use, plus your own strength, the attack power will be greater than the previous punch.

So the more combos you have, the greater the force of the Flowing Water Mountain Punch.

The basic fighting method is basically a left and right combo. Experts can use one-handed combos. After mastering it, you can do whatever you want.

Ye An can still use one-handed combos before forty punches.

But after forty punches, he can only attack left and right continuously.

But after forty punches, you can only hit left and right in a chain.

This is normal.

Everyone knows that four ounces can move a thousand pounds, but they don't know that the full text is to have a thousand pounds of force first, and then use four ounces to move a thousand pounds.

The upper limit of the Flowing Water Crashing Mountain Fist depends on the strength of the individual's body. If the body muscles are not strong enough and can't withstand the reaction force, it's useless to practice!

The fourth level of the Flowing Water Crashing Mountain Fist once had the highest number of consecutive hits of 97, and it still takes ten seconds to hit.

Ye An has not even reached the fourth level yet, but can hit 88 punches, and it only takes five seconds!

Zhang Sanfeng really likes him more and more. In his eyes, Ye An is a piece of unpolished jade, and it looks good no matter how he carves it.

All this went by very quickly in Zhang Sanfeng's mind.

At this moment, only three seconds have passed since the start.

Ye An has already thrown sixty-six punches.

Zhang Sanfeng did not move after forty punches as he said, but deliberately waited until this moment.

At the sixty-seventh punch, Zhang Sanfeng's figure seemed to turn into a gust of wind, trying to slip through Ye An's hands.

Ye An, who had been highly focused, found out.

The dream was opened, and the speed of movement slowed down ten times!

But...

The sixty-seventh punch missed.

Ye An failed to hit Zhang Sanfeng.

He dodged, and stood behind Ye An and pointed at his side face with his finger.

"Boxing, if it is not fast enough, it will not work."

"Can't your talent enhance your speed?" Zhang Sanfeng asked seriously.

Ye An nodded and said, "My talent is to enhance boxing."

"What about the side effects?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

"It consumes a lot of physical energy."

"That's not bad." Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly.

He was not very excited.

There are many talents that increase boxing, but they are not worth much.

The really powerful talent is to make yourself bigger, or make yourself faster, or even let yourself grow two more arms, which is much more useful than that little boxing.

At this time, Ye An suddenly asked: "As far as I know, the best talent for enhancing boxing spirit from ancient times to the present is called Fist God, which can increase boxing spirit by 2.5 times."

"Yes, what is your multiplier?" Zhang Sanfeng asked.

Although the talent of enhancing boxing spirit is very common.

But if you can reach the pinnacle in this regard, it must be a top-notch talent.

Ye An said a little embarrassedly: "I'm not sure."

"But I feel... unlimited."

"How much it is enhanced depends on how much physical energy I consume and how long I accumulate power."

After listening, Zhang San was suddenly stunned and frowned and asked: "What?"

"I didn't hear it clearly, say it again, what is the multiplier?"

Ye An hurriedly said: "How much physical energy is consumed, how much multiplier."

"Unlimited."

"What!?" Zhang Sanfeng's tone suddenly rose, and his voice was shrill.