"Everyone, move back."
The youngster, whose body was in a better condition, took charge of the situation. He asked everyone to move back a little, and they gave Lu Ping more space to use his techniques. Everyone looked on in bewilderment, but did not dare to make a sound, afraid of disturbing Lu Ping.
Lu Ping touched the ice mountain in front of him, his fingers digging out two pieces of ice to feel how hard they were.
The realm of the connected six spirits was higher than the connected five spirits. This was natural. His long years of training had allowed him to unleash greater and greater power. At first, he had been helpless against Wei Zhong, who had connected four spirits. Now, he could fight equally with Lu Chenfeng, who had connected five spirits. Even though he could not completely unleash the power of the six spirits, in terms of pure soul power, he had already reached a level where he could suppress the connected five spirits.
But to split this mountain, Lu Ping still had to think. The destructive power of the Soul of Cry that he used the most was to spread and disintegrate everything. The larger the target, the weaker the power of this attack. If it was a small hill, a single punch might be able to destroy the entire hill. However, the two sides of the glaciers in front of him had no end to them. If he were to punch his way out, he would probably be completely digested. This method was not suitable for him to blast his way out. What he needed now was power that he could concentrate. If he concentrated it in a line, he would split a path. If he concentrated it in a point, he would punch a hole.
But when Lu Ping thought about it carefully, he realized that he did not know how to use this kind of ability. He did not need it at all. With his soul power, even if he did not use the Soul of Cry, no one would be able to take a punch. He did not need to think about concentrating his power in a point. Who would think that one day he would need to use his soul power to split a mountain?
After standing in front of the ice mountain and thinking for a while, Lu Ping turned around and looked at all the youths behind him.
"Who has the ability to concentrate their soul power in a point or a line?" Lu Ping said as he gestured with his hand.
The youths instantly stared.
They had not learned the phrase "cramming at the last minute", but when they saw the emotions after the event, they still had it. Lu Ping's tone was not small just now, but in the blink of an eye, he was asking them for advice.
The youths were stunned for a while. Finally, under Lu Ping's questioning gaze, someone raised his hand.
"I will, big brother," the youngster said.
"Then, why don't you teach me?" Lu Ping walked over immediately.
The young man scratched his head. He didn't know the name of the technique he had mastered, but it seemed to meet Lu Ping's requirements. He stood up and demonstrated to Bing Shan. He threw a punch, and half of his arm went into the ice.
"This is gathering at one point, right? Tell me how you did it," Lu Ping nodded and said.
The young man immediately began to explain. As Lu Ping listened, he gradually frowned.
"This is a little difficult!" Lu Ping sighed.
This kind of special ability that gathered the power of the soul was especially particular about the purity and precision of the control of the power of the soul, and this had always been Lu Ping's weakness. Even now, he had a way to control the power of the soul in the Ecstasy Soul Lock. But to blast the power of the soul out of the Ecstasy Soul Lock, he still needed to increase his speed. That way, he could create an opening and blast it out of the Ecstasy Soul Lock. But in this kind of situation where he controlled the power of the soul at such a high speed, purity and precision were very difficult. So, the supernatural abilities Lu Ping had mastered were either the power of a single soul, or they were incomplete. For example, his One Sound Sign was an incomplete version that focused on the soul of a cry.
So this type of special ability was the most difficult for Lu Ping. But his evaluation surprised the youths again.
"This … is it very difficult?" One of the youths didn't move. He just threw a punch according to the description he had just heard. With a bang, although half of his arm went in, it still made a fist-sized dent.
"For me, let me try." I'll give it a try. "Lu Ping didn't explain too much, and he went back to the iceberg. Following the method that the youth had just described, he gathered the power of the punch in the confinement and then increased his speed.
As expected, with the increase in speed, the control of the power of the soul became more and more precise. It was close to the critical speed, but it was still not enough to throw the Ecstasy Soul Lock out.
"Let's try first!" Lu Ping shouted. His words were a little weak, but the speed of the power of the soul suddenly increased. The power of the soul that was still in a state of control suddenly became chaotic. But Lu Ping didn't care so much. He used all his effort to maintain it. When the Ecstasy Soul Locking Void appeared, the punch finally landed on the ice mountain.
Rumble rumble rumble!
An endless stream of sounds could be heard.
Lu Ping knew that the gathering of the power of the soul was not successful in the end. But the movement of the punch hitting the ice mountain was not small. It was as if the mountain was collapsing and the ground was cracking. In an instant, cracks spread out from the tip of Lu Ping's fist like a spider's web. It even affected the frozen ground under his feet. The top of the ice mountain seemed to feel the tremors. The ice chunks fell down.
"Big Brother!" Countless youths screamed.
The ice mountain in front of them seemed to be shaking. They were afraid that the mountain would collapse and bury Lu Ping alive. However, Lu Ping didn't move at all. He turned his body slightly and furrowed his brows. It seemed like he was listening to something. Even when an ice cube fell on his shoulder, he didn't care about it at all.
In the end, the mountain didn't collapse. Lu Ping's punch created a big hole in the ice mountain, and many mysterious patterns spread out like a spider's web. But in the end, he didn't create a path as he had hoped.
"Let me try again." He said to the youths behind him. This time, he took out the Blowing Horn Camp and wore it on his hand. Then, he clenched his fist.
This time, he didn't use the method that the youth taught him. Instead, he used his own Soul of Cry. It was different. It relied on its purity and speed to achieve the effect of "piercing".
He punched out!
There was no sound. It didn't shake the mountain like before. Lu Ping had already pushed his Soul of Cry to the limit. But when it hit the ice mountain, it was like a stone sinking into the ocean. There was no movement at all.
The youths watched quietly. Those who were a little more sensible all felt that this punch was very awkward. They tried their best not to show any expression. Those who were a little more naive and simple, at this moment, all revealed puzzled expressions. There was even the most innocent, who had already asked, "Big brother, did you not use any strength in this punch?"
"I did." Lu Ping smiled. Then, he took a step back. He stretched out his hand and patted the mountain.
Boom!
With this casual pat, the mountain seemed to be greatly affected. The entire mountain trembled. Then, everyone could see that the mountain seemed to sink down. It seemed to be shorter.
"Everyone, be careful." Lu Ping shouted. He turned and punched for the third time. It wasn't the Soul of Cry. He didn't try to gather any strength. He just used his earth-shattering power of the Six Spirits to punch the ice mountain.
Boom!
This time, there was only one sound. The mountain in front of them suddenly exploded. What floated in the air were fine ice crystals. They sparkled and sparkled. It was very beautiful.
All the youths watched with their mouths agape. The mountain in front of them was gone.
It was not a crack, nor was it a hole. Instead, a piece of the mountain was suddenly cut off like a cake. Then, it was blasted into smithereens.
"This …" Everyone looked at Lu Ping.
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