But Song Shuhang reacted immediately - it was not that the opponent's fists were weak, but that he had become stronger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Quenching fluids made his body strength almost reach the limit of the human body. And after practicing the foundation building boxing method, his physical quality has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At this time, Nan Hao laughed excitedly: "Sure enough, he is a real master, a good claw skill." ”

The clasped fist couldn't be retracted for a while, and he didn't hesitate to raise his leg to make a powerful knee.

Knee attack is naturally not usable in traditional sanda, but Nan Haomeng is not a sanda competition now, although he is big and a little silly when he laughs, he is not a fool. When fighting, it is natural how to give power!

Song Shuhang sighed, and his hand that buckled the dragon's claw shook upwards fiercely-the claw was like a dragon dance, and there were claws and dragon dances.

It's not just the dragon's claws that dance, it's the prey that is caught.

Nan Haomeng suddenly felt that his body of more than two hundred and twenty pounds was thrown off the ground and flew up!

And the other party, is one-armed.

Nan Hao's heartbeat slowed down, such a terrifying strange force, what the other party could lift with one arm was not only his unsuccessful little brother size, but even a big man like him was easily thrown up!

But I wasn't so easily defeated!

"Roar!" Nan Hao yelled, his body sinking hard, trying to force his body to fall. At the same time, his right hand retracted, and he launched a stormy attack just as his body fell.

However, at this moment, Song Shuhang shot again.

Basic Fist II. The fist was like a meteor, and there were more than a dozen punches in the blink of an eye, continuously hitting Nan Haomeng's body.

Because the speed was too fast, it exceeded Nan Haomeng's reaction. So, the big guy honestly took a punching bag in mid-air.

Song Shuhang did not silently recite the 'boxing mantra' when he swung his fist.

First, there is not enough time, and secondly, if you recite the fist trick and attach the aura to the fist, you may open a hole in the opponent's body with one punch.

When the time comes, what awaits Song Shuhang is the disaster of the iron prison.

If you're unlucky, the daisies go in and the sunflowers come out.

Moreover, he deliberately collected half of his strength when he swung his fist.

Even so, his quenched fist was heavy and terrifying. More than a dozen punches were just smashed down on the head and face, and the sandbag Nan Hao was smashed.

Nan Haomeng...... Hit the streets!

Song Shuhang closed his fist and exhaled a breath of muddy air, which was a bit of a master's demeanor.

Nan Hao rubbed more than a dozen places on his body in pain and asked, "What kind of fighting style do you have?"

"Basic boxing, two. Song Shuhang's tone was inexplicably heavy.

"Basic Fist Method 2, what the hell is this?" Nan Hao blurted out!

Song Shuhang suddenly felt so melancholy. If he could, of course, he would also like to give a handsome and bluffing name. It's a pity that he is destined to miss out on that cool name.

Seeing that Shuhang's face was not good, Nan Hao fiercely admitted defeat decisively: "I lost!"

He sighed, because the two sides were not on the same level at all. He was born with divine power, and the other party's strength was greater than him.

He has solid sanda kung fu, but the opponent's boxing skills seem to be much better than his sanda.

"Wise choice. Song Shuhang nodded and said, "Then, according to convention, if the challenge fails, you need to pay the price." ”

Nan Hao Meng is very single: "I have no money." ”

He stiffened his neck, and it was a big deal to beat me up again, asking for money or not, but for his life! He would definitely not encourage this bad atmosphere of extortion.

"I don't need money. Song Shuhang was duplicitous, he was short of money recently: "I need you to help me check something." ”

One person's power is limited, and the bad ones have their news channels.

Perhaps they can find out from the people who investigated him yesterday.

Although I have made up my mind to ask the pharmacist for help, it is not wrong to be more prepared!

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A moment later.

Nan Hao scratched his head fiercely: "You are the guy who asked me to find someone to help you check your intelligence at noon yesterday?"

In fact, this kind of thing is not difficult, you just need to know which classmate the person who investigated Song Shuhang asked at that time, and then through the questioned classmates, you can reverse the appearance of the investigator, and then slowly deduce the identity. No matter how bad it is, he still has a way to call up the surveillance at the school gate, and he has a certain network in the school.

However, even if he loses the fight, why should he help Song Shuhang?

He's just here to find someone to fight, and he didn't promise to help if he loses - it's a big deal to fight again!

"You're going to help me, right?" Senior Nan!" Song Shuhang squatted beside Nan Haomeng, his eyes narrowed, and a dangerous look appeared in his eyes.

If Nan Haomeng's mouth dares to pop out half of the word 'no', he will kill it or bury it!

Nan Haomeng's face changed greatly, he scratched his head, and smiled: "I understand, I will let those unsuccessful guys and his friends do this thing." But I can't guarantee that the results will be found. ”

He always felt that just now, if he didn't agree...... It's going to be miserable!

Song Shuhang showed a satisfied smile: "Then, please, Senior Nan!"

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After a fight, Song Shuhang felt comfortable. This frame not only rejuvenates his muscles and bones, but also deepens his comprehension of the "King Kong Basic Boxing Method" a little.

This kind of realization is different from the cramming comprehension in the 'illusion space'. This kind of comprehension in combat training is more flexible, which can make Song Shuhang more efficient when he performs the "King Kong Basic Fist Method" in the future. Save more stamina, but produce more qi and blood!

Actual combat is always much more effective than working behind closed doors!

"Perhaps, I should find more opponents and practice my boxing techniques well? Well, write this down first, and ask the pharmacist seniors tomorrow whether actual combat is meaningful to me at this stage. Song Shuhang thought in his heart.

Arrived at the dormitory without incident.

Song Shuhang habitually opened the Jiuzhou No. 1 group again.

There is a lot of news in the group.

First of all, at noon, the pharmacist exchanged the chat records of the two foundation building exercises for Song Shuhang.

Next came the news from the Bronze Hexagram Immortal Master two minutes ago: "This Heavenly Master calculates the time, and in a few more hours it will be the end of the 'Bai Zhenjun' one hundred and fifty-year retreat, right?"

Beihe Sanren made a 'stiff' expression, and said after a while: "Bai Zhenjun is a retreat madman, and he is really a model for my generation. After coming out this time, it should not be far from the Seven Rank Spirit Venerable, right? It is estimated that it will not be long before Senior Bai will be called Bai Venerable. ”

"The most important question is, Bai Zhenjun will definitely contact us after he leaves the customs, right?

The name of the drunken moon monk Song Shuhang always feels very familiar, and it seems that he often appears in the group. But I don't know why, I always have no sense of existence, and I am forgotten by him when I turn my head.

As soon as the Drunken Moon Layman's voice fell, the group turned out to be cold.

After a while, Beihe Sandao: "I'll say it first, I went to pick up Bai Zhenjun last time." I won't be able to do it this time!"

Listening to his tone, it seems that it is a terrible thing to pick up Bai Zhenjun who is out of the pass? Even the hospitable Beihe San people are scared like this?

The three waves of the Crazy Knife suddenly appeared: "I have recently felt that my realm has been ready to move, and I am ready to go to the Guan for a few years. Everyone is in a hurry!"

"Sanlang, who are you fooling, you only rose to the late stage of the Spirit Emperor Realm not long ago, and you are still very early to break through. Beihe Sanren had a sneering expression.

"I've had an adventure recently, so I'm about to soar. Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway. Anyway, I'm going to go on retreat next, and I'm going to think about it in a hurry. The three waves of the Crazy Knife said firmly.

"What are you anxious about? The copper hexagram said calmly: "Bai Zhenjun is not going to be out of the customs right now, there is still a long time." When the boat arrives at the bridge, it will naturally go straight, and there will always be a road. ”

"Fortune teller, could it be that you have a clever plan?" asked Beihe Sanren.

The copper hexagram counts the immortals: "Hmph, the mountain people have their own clever plans." But I will never tell Beihe about you, so you will die. ”

Damn! Beihe Sanren clenched his fists, his mother was an egg, and in the battle at the top of the Forbidden City three months later, he must torture this fortune teller to death, and beat him to the point that even the old lady couldn't recognize him.

Song Shuhang pulled the chat record and just wanted to insert a sentence to show his sense of existence. But for some reason, when the copper hexagram said that 'the clever plan is in hand', he felt a chill from the door of his head to the chrysanthemum.

He had a hunch that if he interjected now, he would get into trouble.

Therefore, Song Shuhang shook his head fiercely, decisively turned off the computer, climbed into bed and went to sleep.

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