In the tent.
Eunuch Wei had already left.
In front of Yang Guang were 24 external techniques.
Amongst them were the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt, which were widely circulated first-rate cultivation techniques.
There was also a profound and powerful technique like the Nine Revolutions Dragon Elephant Attack.
However, most of them were still ordinary body-tempering cultivation techniques.
" Let's try the Iron Palm first…" Yang Guang flipped through the book.
Martial arts manuals.
It was his first time seeing it.
There were some parts that he could not understand.
However, this did not hinder his peerless talent.
Unparalleled!
Why would he need to understand? As long as one understood its essence, they could learn it!
Almost as soon as he saw it, Yang Guang's hands subconsciously began to imitate the Iron Palm.
At the same time.
His hands underwent a drastic change.
At first, it swelled up, and then it slowly subsided, turning into black iron.
Then, it turned purple again.
His skin had become especially tough.
In the end, his hands became as white as jade.
"The highest realm of the Iron Palm is like white jade, cutting through iron like mud? That's it?"
Yang Guang raised his hand and then lowered it.
His palm exerted strength and slashed across, instantly splitting the wine glass in front of him into two halves.
This was the highest realm of the Iron Palm.
White Jade Realm!
Both hands into a blade? That was just a small effect.
Even divine weapons could enter!
Yang Guang carefully experienced the various wonders of the Iron Palm and no longer had any doubts about the peerless talent.
The Iron Palm was the most common cultivation technique. It seemed simple.
However, the training conditions were extremely harsh, requiring constant polishing in medicinal baths day and night.
Ordinary people would not even mention the White Jade Realm.
Even if he could use both hands to cut a blade, he would need to practice for decades.
However, Peerless Talent was different. It was the highest in an instant.
What was even more terrifying was that even those precious medicinal bath materials were saved.
But how was this enough?
This wasn't the official history of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but a world of high martial artists with the Evil Emperor Shi Zhixuan and the Supreme Martial Artist Bi Xuan!
"Continue!"
Yang Guang inherited the memories of his predecessor.
He knew what he was going to face.
The highest realm of the Iron Palm? What a joke!
How many enemies did he have now? Let's not talk about anything else, just the aristocratic families.
The Turkic Revered Martial Artists had many first-rate and grandmaster experts, and there were even terrifying Great Grandmasters!
He said that he would succeed in conquering Goguryeo.
He would have to face the threat of Grandmaster Fu Cailin.
How could this be enough!
All kinds of terrifying threats made Yang Guang feel extremely insecure.
"The highest level of the Iron Shirt-Golden Iron Body!”
Almost instantly, Yang Guang's skin became extremely tight.
Even the sharpest dagger would find it difficult to leave a mark.
"The Thirteen Gangsters are at the highest level of Brute Training.”
There were no more fatal points in his body.
"Not enough! It was still not enough! It's just hard. What can it do?"
Yang Guang picked up another book.
Golden Bell Shield, Divine Movement Technique, Iron Head Technique…
Yang Guang was crazily learning external techniques to increase his strength and protect himself.
He felt that he was still weak!
Weak! Weak! Weak!
No matter how hard his head and body were, so what?
How could a martial grandmaster fight?
How could he maintain the dignity of an emperor?
How could the aristocratic families suppress them?
Each crisis gave Yang Guang a sense of security only by constantly increasing his strength.
In the blink of an eye.
Yang Guang's blood and Qi moved crazily all over his body, and finally gushed out through his pores.
Qi and blood formed into a shield!
The invisible Protective Upstanding Qi would immediately counterattack the moment one's body was injured.
But even so.
Yang Guang did not stop.
The highest realm of the Nine Revolutions Dragonesque Elephant Attack was the power of one dragon!
Dong dong dong!
The sound of his heart beating rang out, like the sound of a war drum.
This was because his Vitality was too terrifying.
A total of twenty-four external techniques had been cultivated to the highest realm.
Now, Yang Guang had no flaws to speak of.
Power? The strength of a dragon.
Physique? Divine weapons could not enter.
Even his internal organs, bones, and muscles seemed to have been tempered thousands of times.
His control over his body had reached an extreme level.
Yang Guang could feel that he could control his blood and organs.
Even if his heart didn't beat, it would stop instantly.
He could even control the sweat on his body and the flow of his blood.
The limits of the human body!
It had already reached an inhuman level.
To put it simply, even if Yang Guang's arm was accidentally cut off by a knife, he could still control the blood from spurting out.
He even placed his arm back and controlled the blood vessels to wrap around himself!
"Is it over?" Yang Guang suddenly opened his eyes.
He suddenly released his aura as if he was a dragon sitting cross-legged there with terrifying power.
A total of twenty-four external techniques had reached the peak mastery realm.
As a result, Yang Guang's strength was already extraordinary.
He didn't even know how strong he was.
But the only thing he knew was…it wasn't enough!
In Yang Guang's impression, Demonic Emperor Shi Zhixuan and Martial Supreme Bi Xuan should be very strong.
"You should be able to protect yourself against a martial grandmaster now, right?”
"What a pity! This was outside Liaodong City, not the Imperial Palace.”
"Otherwise, if I learn a little more, I'll have more power to protect myself.”
Suddenly.
With a whoosh, a figure dashed in.
He suddenly pounced towards Yang Guang.
"Someone is trying to assassinate me? As expected, I am too dangerous!" Yang Guang instantly felt furious.
He knew that someone would want to harm him.
Boom!
Subconsciously, Yang Guang threw a punch.
Terrifying blood and Qi began to boil, forming a dragon behind him.
The strength of a dragon.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!" It was Eunuch Wei.
He had just felt a terrifying aura appear in the tent.
They thought that someone wanted to murder Yang Guang.
He immediately rushed in. As soon as he entered, he saw Yang Guang waving his fist.
Moreover, the power of blood qi that was wrapped around the fist made him extremely shocked.
How was this possible?
He had a strong premonition that he would definitely die if he were to take it head-on!
However, the fist was too fast.
There was no way to block it.
"Huh?" Yang Guang suddenly retracted his hand.
He was currently at the limit of the human body, the peak of external techniques.
His control over his body was extremely strong, so when he saw who it was, he suddenly stopped.
But even so.
Before the fist arrived, the wind from the fist came with a loud bang.
Eunuch Wei instantly felt a terrifying hot fist wind coming at him.
A dragon's roar sounded in his ears.
The extremely powerful fist wind carried an indescribable might.
In an instant, he was sent flying, and blood instantly flowed out of his seven orifices.
" Your, Your Majesty…" Eunuch Wei spat out another mouthful of blood.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Almost at this moment.
Several powerful auras erupted from all directions, and figures instantly rushed over.
That was the peak expert who was protecting Yang Guang.
" This Eunuch Wei is too weak…" Yang Guang frowned slightly.
Dressed in a dragon robe, he quietly sensed the powerful aura coming from his surroundings.
Experts were like clouds!
I'm still not strong enough. These people's auras are really strong.
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