chapter 9 Stormy Wave Palm

Three days later, the sun set in the west, the afterglow of the setting sun cast onto the earth, and a large fire cloud lingered on the western horizon.

In the silent mountain forest, the hand seals in Gene Mormont hands were condensed one after another. A stream of mysterious energy surged in the palm of his hand, and finally flowed through several specific meridians and mysterious orifices in the body. It was completed in one go, and finally gathered in the palm of his hand again. within.

When the mysterious energy finally gathered in the palm of his hand, at this moment, the aura on Gene Mormont suddenly became fierce and terrifying, like a sleeping ferocious beast awakening, with astonishing power.

"Kaka!"

The ground beneath his feet was cracked, he was surrounded by purple robes, and the surrounding space also trembled. It seemed that countless energy fluctuations from heaven and earth were pouring into Gene Mormont body in an endless stream, and finally gathered around that palm, causing The surrounding space was constantly undulating like boiling water.

"Terrorist Palm!"

Gene Mormont slapped his palm, and Xuan Qi surged. In the silent mountain forest, a loud thunderous sound suddenly came out, and then wherever the palm print passed, waves of strong wind visible to the naked eye spread out.

Finally, the palm print fell on a tree trunk that was as big as the mouth of two bowls. Waves of strong wind and waves like stormy waves kept hitting the tree trunk!

"boom!"

The solid tree trunk shook violently and then broke in response. A loud explosion echoed continuously in the silent mountain forest. Countless leaves fell and scattered, completely blocking the view. The frightened birds and beasts around them suddenly fluttered their wings and roared. Run far away.

Eventually everything calmed down and there was chaos all around.

Looking at the broken tree, Gene Mormont's clear eyes also showed a little surprise, but his expression immediately changed slightly, and he murmured softly: "The 'Shocking Wave Palm' is indeed better than the 'Walk Fist'. Quite a few, but these two sets of martial arts, it feels like there are still a lot of flaws, and they should be able to be more refined."

In three days, Gene Mormont successfully cultivated the innate martial arts Wave Fist and Turbulent Wave Palm.

Gene Mormont felt that compared to the mysterious style that he had learned from the stone tablet in the past ten years, practicing these two sets of innate-level martial arts was really too easy.

Regardless of whether it is the practice of Wave Fist or Turbulent Wave Palm, Gene Mormont feels that as long as he compares the mysterious style he has learned, and then after a little understanding, he can directly practice it successfully after trying two or three times.

Therefore, Gene Mormont practiced the Wave Fist in one night, and then successfully practiced the Turbulent Wave Palm in two days and one night.

"The profound energy in the Wave Fist moves three times, passing through 'Qi She' to 'Yunmen', passing through 'Kong Zui', and finally to 'Shaofu'. If it can pass through 'Taiyuan' and 'Shaoshang' in the middle, it will be enough to The more abundant the profound energy will be, the more powerful it will be. There are still a few acupuncture points that actually have little effect. If they are reduced, it will make the Wave Fist faster and more agile, and reduce a lot of flaws."

Gene Mormont murmured in his mouth: "The same is true for the Stormy Waves Palm. If more profound energy is gathered in the 'Tianmen' and 'Tianchi', it will not be strong enough and not continuous enough. Only then will it truly have the momentum of the Stormy Waves. The power should be much stronger again, but there are still many flaws and shortcomings in other places."

Gene Mormont fell into a semi-contemplative state. Both the 'Walk Fist' and the 'Shock Wave Fist' were not weak, especially the 'Shock Wave Palm', which was much stronger than the 'Wave Fist'.

After practicing the 'Wave Fist' and the 'Shocking Wave Palm', Gene Mormont found that these two sets of martial arts had many flaws and loopholes, and there were even many flaws and loopholes.

"Perhaps, these deficiencies in martial arts can be improved."

Suddenly, Gene Mormont raised his head, his clear eyes lit up, and then he began to fall into deep thought again.

A person with no realm has cultivated two sets of innate martial arts in three days, and now he plans to perfect the innate martial arts. At this moment, I am afraid that there are pulse-level warriors present, which is enough to make him want to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. This It's just so shocking.

What's more, no one would believe it if he said it. He could practice two sets of innate martial arts in three days, and he was still a person who had no cultivation level. Unless he had seen a ghost, it was almost impossible for a normal person to do it.

A few days passed slowly. In the early morning, the morning breeze blew gently, the weather was clear, and the sky was blue.

"Hauken!"

In the early morning, in the woods at the back of the mountain, the handprints in Gene Mormont hands quickly condensed. A stream of mysterious energy swam in the acupuncture points in the body, and finally gathered in the palm of his hand. He clenched his fist with five fingers, and in an instant, an astonishing momentum burst out. , the pupils in his eyes flickered, and he punched a rock directly in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

There were low muffled sounds, one after another, thirteen sounds in total, and a total of thirteen levels of amazing waves of energy. The layers overlapped, and the momentum almost doubled, becoming more and more astonishing. By the time it reached the thirteenth level , the momentum has reached a terrifying level, like a shock wave, and finally fell hard on the rock.

"boom!"

As soon as the punch fell, the hard rock, which was the size of two people, turned into a large piece of small gravel and shot away with a bang.

Wave Fist, one punch with nine waves, one wave is more difficult to improve than one wave.

But if the strong men of the Mormont family were here at this time, they would probably be stunned, even if they saw it with their own eyes, it would be unbelievable. Just now Gene Mormont used his Wave Fist, but he blasted out thirteen waves. Compared with the original nine waves, it was four waves stronger. You can imagine how difficult and powerful it was.

"After perfecting the Wave Fist, it is indeed much more powerful than before."

Looking at the results achieved by his perfected Wave Fist, Gene Mormont also showed joy on his face, as if he had completed a major project.

For four whole days, Gene Mormont was directly immersed in perfecting the Wave Fist, and finally achieved satisfactory results.

In perfecting the Wave Fist, Gene Mormont finally understood that perfecting martial arts was much more difficult than practicing martial arts. I know that if I hadn't gotten a lot of inspiration from the style I learned from the ancient stone tablet, and I felt like I could draw inferences from one example, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to perfect the Wave Fist at all.

"It took four days to perfect the Wave Fist. Let's go back and see if dad is back. I'll perfect the Storming Wave Palm in a few days."

Gene Mormont has no intention of continuing to perfect the Stormy Waves Palm. He has not gone back for several days. In the past few days, he even just picked some wild fruits nearby to satisfy his hunger.

"Hey, this flute sound has been heard for several days."

Suddenly, Gene Mormont raised his head, and from the depths of the vast distant mountains, a melodious flute sound came. The flute sound was crisp and melodious, sometimes melodious and lingering. In the past few days, while he was learning and perfecting martial arts, he would occasionally hear this melodious flute sound. I don’t know where it came from.

There is another extremely special thing. Late at night, in the direction of the Savage Beast Mountain Range, there are more and more roars of beasts.

Gene Mormont didn't pay too much attention to the sound of the flute and the roar of the beast. After sorting himself out for a while, he went directly down the mountain.

"Hey, so-and-so, come here."

The back mountain was lush all the way. As soon as Gene Mormont came down the back mountain, he heard a somewhat harsh sound, and then an old man in his fifties appeared in front of Gene Mormont.