Syllable!

Wang Xiu slapped himself hard!

Suddenly, he drilled the tip of the bull's horn.

It's meaningless, meaningless, like "Who am I, where am I, where am I, and where am I going??" a big, infinite question that will never be answered.

This kind of philosophical three questions is too mysterious, even the sages can't really answer it, and who knows if there is a sixth dimension above the sages?

"Stop getting into the horns, stop thinking about these problems, all I need to do is keep going, when I reach the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels...... One day, when I can manipulate the five dimensions, I will tear up the dimensions that I can never touch and see if anyone is manipulating my five dimensions above these five dimensions!"

"I want to see if he is a saint, or a street writer, or a director, an editor, a painter, a cartoonist, ......."

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiu is like an ordinary person, when he is emotionally unstable, he calms his mood with a deep breath, he decides that his future will go step by step.

The deity was distracted and reborn as this young man's body, isn't it just to live a wonderful life!

He wants to create a wonderful life by himself step by step!

In the ring, the host's words came.

“…… No. 107, Fang Hu from Benlei Martial Arts Hall, and No. 108, Wang Xiu, from Nanshi No. 1 Middle School, ......"

So, it starts with you!

A minute conversation begins.

Fang Hu is a young man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, standing there with a strong figure, steady under the plate, and a slight evil spirit in his eyes, obviously he is also a master of actual combat, obviously not as good as Lu Lei, but he is also a master of the dark energy level, not to mention the combat power of a five-grade martial artist.

I only heard him speak directly, and his tone was arrogant and warned.

"Boy, wait a minute, don't blame me for being ruthless, I heard what Taiji Thundercloud Hand Lu Lei said very clearly in the audience, what he said was not wrong at all, a half-grown child like you doesn't know what the real national art world is, and it is for your own good to win you now." ”

"Oh, big brother, tell me what the real national art world is. Wang Xiu's face was flat, and he asked lightly.

"The real national arts world should be called the world of national arts, and today's national arts world, because there are too many people who easily learn the introduction to national arts, and have become martial artists of several grades, martial artists, there are too many people, even more than the people in the real national arts world, but you all regard national arts as a physical fitness sport. ”

"In the past, there were many people in the national art world who had this idea, but in the real national art world, those who wanted to go further, and even break through to the Dan Dao, all of them had gone through countless bloody battles. ”

"This kind of real national art world is called the world of national arts, and the others, in the eyes of students like you students, are just the world of national arts in front of the public. ”

"After talking for a long time, don't you mean that the world in the national art is really capable of fighting, and the circle of killing and mutilating blood is a convenient circle for parents, right?"

"Heh, you kid is a clever person, just understand it, don't want to be offended, don't take it too seriously, otherwise I will be serious, I won't be able to control my strength, and it will inevitably make you vomit blood!

"Finished?"

"How?"

"When it's over, let's start fighting, what else is the bullshit in the world, the truth is to see kung fu under your hands, you can win me with your mouth, what kind of national art do you practice, what kind of boxing do you play?"

Fang Hu didn't get angry and smiled: "Okay, you kid has an appetite for me, it's good, when you vomit blood when you fight, you will know if my tiger is a kung fu in the mouth." ”

The two spoke in dialect, and the one-minute conversation time ended, and when the bell rang, the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

Fang Hu came from the Ben Lei Martial Arts Hall, and the master passed on a kind of boxing technique called Ben Lei Zhang, I saw him step on his legs and jump, and with one hand, with a strong wind, he slashed at Wang Xiuzhongmen's chest almost without warning.

As soon as this palm was split, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder whistling with the palm, and it was indeed a thunder palm, but it was worthy of its name.

Wang Xiu's expression was slightly solemn, he saw that this palm was extremely extraordinary, and the power contained in it was not dark energy, but it was more explosive than dark energy, more direct than bright energy, and it could have the name of thunder, which was indeed different, and it seemed to have special strength operation skills.

At this time, he did not retreat but advanced, he understood that he could not retreat, otherwise his palm would follow the wind and thunder, and its momentum would become bigger and bigger, so he was currently stepping and fixing, guarding Dannan, as if he moved with his heart, and also split it with one palm!

Syllable!

Two palms together!

Wang Xiu couldn't help but take four or five steps back, his palms and arms only felt slightly numb, and a force like electricity rushed through his arms.

If it was yesterday, he was afraid that this arm would be injured a lot, but today he has broken through the dark energy and initially stepped into the realm of refining meat, and the skin membrane and the tendon muscles under the skin membrane have undergone qualitative changes, coupled with his own inherent dark energy, the two forces cancel each other out, but there is not much damage anymore.

"You! are actually also dark energy? You broke through the dark energy so quickly at a young age? Could it be that you are another proud person? No, it is impossible, he is a national art student, how is it possible. ”

"No, no, didn't this kid's national art mentor tell him about the taboo that he broke through secretly?"

Fang Hu slapped down, and split with Wang Xiu's palm, and immediately noticed Wang Xiu's strength, and was amazed inexplicably.

In the world of national arts, it is not for nothing that there are no teenagers who break through the dark energy at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and there are even quite a few, but behind those teenagers are all grandmasters in the world of national arts, the descendants of the great masters, or relatives, and Wang Xiu is from the national arts students, and the practitioners are ordinary horse step stakes, there is no serious guidance from the masters, and those national martial arts instructors in the school cannot teach the essence of their own boxing, and the few talented people who can have this treatment, and those who are officially included in the door wall cannot break through so quickly。

Otherwise, don't you want the foundation?

The Guoshu sects that really have a good inheritance know that the breakthrough of dark energy is not casual, and it can only break through after its own pure body realm reaches a certain level, so that it cannot hurt the foundation.

For example, if you have excellent talents, you can start building a base station horse at the age of ten, and you can often realize the doorway of turning bright energy into dark energy at the age of fourteen or fifteen, but you can't break through at this time, you have to wait for the body to develop completely, and when the skin refining is complete enough, break through the dark energy, in order to achieve the best effect, and make it several times easier to break through the difficulty of breaking through the strength in the future.

If the body is damaged at the beginning, after trying to break through later, it is a great trouble to just make up for the damage to the foundation.

In the national arts, most of the difficulties of dark energy entering the chemical energy are hidden injuries left by martial arts fighting, and a small half is a moment of greed when breaking through the dark energy, and the dark energy is broken through a year or two earlier, but the foundation is damaged, but it takes ten years to make up for it.

This situation is sometimes a single problem, sometimes a compound problem of both, so it is not easy to achieve the strength of the power, and the master of the dark energy of the national art often has more or less problems with one of these two or even both.