It wasn't a flaw, or an omission, or anything like that.

See the flaws in people and attack where their defenses are weak.

Find the enemy's mistakes, attack them unprepared, and win by surprise.

But unlike those, Hikaru Wada's answer is very simple and easy to understand.

It's just that...... He is used to how to inflict more harm and pain on people, and it has become a habit of the body in the angle and use of the part of the beating.

And as for that Yan Shuangying............

He seemed to be a complete layman.

The physical fitness is also very average, pace, position, force points, boxing techniques, martial arts concepts, thoughts, tactics.

Almost nothing.

But he is a martial artist, and his body exudes a strange aura similar to Jianming's............

...... he the hell?

"What [Sharpshooter]? Is that all you have ??? ability?"

While saying cruel words, Hetian Hikaru approached Yan Shuangying again.

Up to this point, he has suppressed it with words and tactics and moves.

Everything was in his calculations.

............

But what happened next was unexpected by everyone.

Even that Martial Venerable Ye Chou was surprised.

When Hikaru Wada approached Yan Shuangying while saying cruel words.

When Hikaru Wada was already very close.

He suddenly flew out in the opposite direction to Yan Shuangying, and his limbs flew out in the air.

And in the next instant, a loud bang rang in the ears of everyone present.

Bang!!!!!!

Visual, one step ahead of hearing, provides feedback on what is happening on the field.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and their eyes widened and stared.

Even Ye Chou widened his eyes a little.

What happened?

What else could happen?

It must be Yan Shuangying who accepted Hetian Guang's widowhood!

"If you want to see [Sharpshooter]? Then I'll show you. ”

This is a move that first sees its effect, and then hears its sound.

It is Yan Shuangying's [Divine Spear].

Professional boxers can reach a speed of about 15 meters per second.

Jianming is very fast, and now he has a speed of about thirty-three meters per second.

Master Li, who is faster than Jianming, is known as the fastest in Penglai, and his punch speed is about forty meters per second.

So how fast is Yan Shuangying's punch?

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That's a completely different concept.

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Fourfold.

The speed of his punch was four times that of Master Li, one hundred and sixty meters per second.

Almost half the speed of sound.

At this speed, it no longer matters whether it is strong or not, and whether it is hard or not.

As long as the hardness of the fist is exercised to a certain level, it has absolute destructive power.

The speed of this punch far exceeded the standard of normal human reflexes.

Fast, too fast, even Wuzun Ye Chou didn't dare to say that he could reach this realm.

I don't dare to say that I can dodge this punch or block it.

All the players present immediately understood this fact.

It was pointless to consider why he was able to cultivate this skill, it must be based on an environment that cannot be measured by common sense.

Fear...... It is to devote the body and mind to a state that borders on madness......

Five years -- or ten years --

Martial arts rely on kung fu.

Kung fu is the result of accumulation over time.

Presumably, he accepted the accumulated power of his body and mind into this punch............

This punch is absolutely tricky.

I'm afraid that in terms of skill and destructive power, he is the most likely winner of this conference............

After seeing this punch, Ye Chou's face was sad, and then it was covered with a bit of haze.

Could it be ...... He felt like he couldn't beat the punch? or............

What did he notice?

Don't talk about Wuzun Ye Chou.

【Sharpshooter】

I'm afraid this is a move that no one can imitate.

But then again, why can Yan Shuangying use this move?

The story starts from the student days.

He was born in an almost ordinary family, his parents are alive, the family is harmonious, he is not wealthy, but he has no worries about food and clothing.

If there is anything special about it, it is that before he was born, there was an older brother in the family who had run away from home and had not heard from him.

He often heard his parents talk about his brother, as if the person who didn't exist was better than him everywhere......

Looking at the fist at the tip of his arm, memories came to Yan Shuangying's heart little by little.

I was 14 years old, in my junior high school year.

I've been relatively thin since I was a child, and I belong to the type that doesn't get fat no matter how much I eat, and I have skin and bones like a bamboo pole.

Therefore, my classmates always make fun of me, don't treat me as a thing, and use me as their laughing stock.

It's nothing if it's just that, it brings joy to others. I also realized my personal value.

Until one day, the thugs in the class found out how I used it.

Running errands, name-calling, blackmailing, venting.

Take me to the toilet and let me drink the water from the urinal.

Tie me to a tree and use it as a human punching bag to practice shooting percentage.

If I don't do it, they will beat me.

If I fight back, they will beat me too.

I went to ask for help, I went to complain to the teacher.

Adults think it's just a little fight between children.

And what about the students?

No one will come to my aid, and they don't want to be the ones I am, and they don't want to be victims.

Gradually, they began to distance themselves from me.

At the end of class, I would be called away by the thugs.

What's even more infuriating is that in the first class, a thug came to me to get money, and I gave it truthfully.

In the second class, the thugs came to me to get money, and I had no money, so they beat me.

I also specifically beat those intimate parts that can't be shown to others.

There was not a single wound on my face, but my body and heart were bruised and swollen and broken.

No one will help me, they will just continue to bully me even more.

My parents don't care about my life, they are too busy making money to make money, and they will just make a difference and not get by.

'Why do they bully you and not others?'

"A slap doesn't make a sound, do you think about whether you have done anything to be sorry for others?"

School, not happy at all.

School is a very dangerous place.

Certainly, more dangerous than anywhere else in the world.

That day, I went to class in fear as always.

I just wanted to sit down and enjoy these forty minutes of peace.

But the chair was sprinkled with dense pushpins.

All of the students ignored this.

If anyone helps me, he will also be the victim.

I'm used to being a bystander, a bystander.

The straw that broke the camel's back came from the guardian who was supposed to solve my problems.

looked at Yan Shuangying, who was still standing.

The teacher asked impatiently, "Yan Shuangying, what are you doing?"

At that moment, at the age of fourteen, I finally couldn't bear such tremendous pressure.

I rushed to the rooftop in one go. Make up your mind that you want to jump.

Behold, there is no one to chase me.

Anyway, no one in this world cares about me anymore, so why don't I die?

I made up my mind, but I was too scared.

My feet do not obey, and my heart hesitates.

I couldn't stop crying, and I knelt on the other side of the guardrail.

I hated myself for being weak and incompetent, and I didn't even have the courage to commit suicide.

From that day on, I hid my own things and hid my hated self.

From then on, I went out in the morning, no longer going to school, but wandering the streets.

I hate school.

School is a more dangerous place than anywhere else.

But children's ideas are always naïve, and it is impossible for everything to come so simple and smooth.

Soon after, the school notified my parents about the incident.

That night, at the dinner table, they asked me what was going on.

I remember very well that night, my mother stewed tomato and basil soup, as well as some Sixi meatballs and beans stewed vermicelli.

My mother first asked me lightly: "Shuangying, the teacher called to say that you didn't go to school today, did anything happen?"

At that time, I stopped the dishes and chopsticks in my hand, my eyelids couldn't open wide, and I didn't want to look at my mother's face of false concern.

I've told you so many times, why don't you listen to me?

Why don't you still know?

Why do adults always think that it is the children who are wrong?

Why do adults always think that you are not doing your job properly and that they are absolutely right?

Who can guarantee that they are absolutely right?

I didn't want to talk to my mother at all.

"It's nothing, I just don't want to go. ”

The hot face pressed against the cold ass, and the mother was furious.

"What do you mean you just don't want to go!? What kind of attitude do you have when you talk to your mother? I am kind enough to shush you and ask for warmth, and you just like this to the parents who gave birth to you and raised you?"

Bang dang.

The father, who was eating silently on the side, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said anxiously to his mother: "the child, stop talking!! The rice is going to become unpalatable!!"

But my mother didn't want to give in.

"He's so young and won't go to school, what can he do......?"

The father didn't let him go, as if the two of them felt this way as long as they opened their mouths to talk.

"the kid, don't say it, don't say it, what should I do if Shuangying has run away from home?"

This sentence seems to be particularly effective, once it comes to the matter of my brother, my parents will stand on the same front.

The parents' eyes changed.

I seem to ...... It's the kids they picked up, it doesn't matter.

With gloomy eyes, I shrugged my eyelids, taking one bite at a time, only using chopsticks to hold small mouthfuls of rice, and kept sending it into my mouth.

That's when I found out.

The eyes of the parents became gentle.

The father said gently: "It's okay, Shuangying, if you don't want to go, you won't go, and most of the children who don't go to school are doing well!"

The mother said gently: "Yes, yes, before moving, isn't Xiao Liu's son next door working in a large company and at ease every month?"