Lin Luo's hair rose in an instant.

The whole person immediately took an offensive and defensive position, and looked vigilantly at the inch-headed young man who had shrunk into inches and arrived in front of him.

Just now, Lin Luo felt the terrifying aura of this person, so he immediately retreated.

With a defensive posture, Lin Luo carefully looked at the inch-headed young man in front of him.

The young man with a small head cut a ball head only a few millimeters long, and on the right sideburns, there was also a mark in the shape of lightning.

The appearance is ordinary, but a pair of eyes are extremely energetic and powerful.

At first glance, he is a person who has cultivated extremely hard.

He is the same height as Lin Luo, slightly shorter than Lin Luo, about 1.75 meters tall.

"You are the president of the Peking University Martial Arts Association?" After Lin Luo looked at it, he smiled slightly and said loudly.

"What?" the inch-headed young man snorted coldly, "Could it be that only the president is qualified to fight you?"

"Oh!" Lin Luo said in his heart, "It seems that it will not be long." ”

"Hmph!" the inch-headed young man sneered, "It's more than enough to deal with you!"

Xie Guochao walked up, glanced at Lin Luo, and said coldly: "He is Sheng Zhiwu, vice president of the Martial Arts Association." Vice President Sheng came forward in person, and you will wake up laughing from your dreams. ”

The other members of the Martial Arts Association who came with Sheng Zhiwu all looked at each other coldly, looking at Lin Luo like a clown.

Among them, a cold young man with a bullet shaved hair style and a fierce look in his eyes stepped forward, looked at Lin Luo carefully, and sneered: "With this body, you can also cultivate to the realm of dark energy?" ”

It's just that before Sheng Zhiwu nodded, Lin Luo sneered and said, "Why do you want to come out and show your hands?"

You're not qualified enough!"

Lin Luo's attitude was not friendly. To be honest, not to mention this warhead man, even the entire Peking University, and even the entire Yanjing, Lin Luo has no good attitude.

Love the house and Wu, Lin Luo doesn't like Yanjing, it's that simple. Of course, Lin Luo is not unreasonable. Like girls, especially beautiful women, he is very tolerant.

This warhead man must have a high status in the Martial Arts Association. Hearing Lin Luo's disdainful reprimand, he immediately looked furious.

"Look for death!" the warhead man shouted angrily and blasted at him with a punch.

Ming Jin mid-term.

Lin Luo could see the strength of the other party at a glance.

This strength, if you only pretend to be forced on campus, is indeed qualified.

But in Lin Luo's eyes, it wasn't enough at all.

As soon as he slammed his feet, the whole person was like a spinning top, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The warhead man punched one in the air.

Lin Luo's move didn't shrink the ground into inches at all. It's directly relying on the current realm and exerting extreme speed.

As soon as the warhead man punched the air, he secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good. Hurriedly turned around, and with another uppercut, he struck out.

But Lin Luo did not fight back, but turned around again, and the whole person disappeared in place again.

"It's too slow!" Lin Luo stood behind the warhead man and coldly threw out a sentence.

The warhead man's face turned pale and he suddenly stepped out. It's just a back kick.

His kick is not insidious. The direct kick was Lin Luo's face door. Moreover, there was no warning of his kick at all.

It's just that he underestimated Lin Luo's reaction too much.

Or rather, he understands his role at all.

At this moment, he is Lin Luo's plaything. Play as much as you want. Like

A guinea pig under a cat's paw. Or a primary school student in the eyes of a college student.

The moment he stepped out, Lin Luo moved.

It's just that, this time, he didn't stay any longer.

Hitting people doesn't slap their faces, this warhead man is too ruthless in his moves.

Wing Chun, spread hands.

Lin Luo's hand blocked his face, and with a slight flick of his palm, he flicked a thousand catties in four or two, and instantly bounced out the leg kicked by the warhead man.

But that's just the first move.

Lin Luo's move, how could it be just to bounce his leg away.

I saw that as soon as Jin Dao went out, the warhead man first bounced off his legs, but in an instant, the whole person was directly swept out like a big tree swept by a typhoon.

The vice president of the Martial Arts Association on the side screamed, and his figure had moved.

But.

This is Lin Luo's real purpose.

There was no hesitation. In other words, the moment Lin Luo spread his hands, he had already aimed at Sheng Zhiwu.

Lin Luo cut in front of Sheng Zhiwu with a two-word clamp and a sharp rush.

Wing Chun, the Japanese word punches.

Lin Luo blasted out with a punch.

Sheng Zhiwu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly retracted and pulled back his body. Then, with his hands crossed, he was placed in front of his chest.

"Bang!"

Sheng Zhiwu staggered, retreated five steps, and knocked several members of the martial arts association behind him to the ground, only then did he stabilize his body.

And the warhead man who wanted to be in the limelight screamed and smashed three meters away.

Not only the warhead man screamed, but also the students who were watching around were also screaming and scattered wildly around.

Everyone can see that the combat effectiveness of these people is too high. It's not something that these weak students can bear.

In the hall on the first floor, an open space with a radius of five or six meters was quickly vacated.

Lin Luo

With his hands on his chest, a smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at Sheng Zhiwu with a frightened expression, and chuckled: "You are too slow to react." ”

Sheng Zhiwu was furious, and with a series of small broken steps, he stepped on the gossip, and attacked Lin Luo.

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

He moved very fast. Almost in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in place.

But he forgot that there was one faster than him.

The corners of Lin Luo's mouth lifted slightly, and he also moved.

"Whoosh!"

Lin Luo disappeared in place like a whirlwind.

His figure swept over the ground. The whole person is like countless images, stacked on top of each other. One by one, they melted away.

You're fast, I'm faster.

Lin Luo's feet were unpredictable, and the Wing Chun fist in his hand was full of strength.

Almost instantly, he was one step ahead and reached the middle line of the battle between the two. Then, without any hesitation, the fast punch in Lin Luo's hand had already been punched out.

Wing Chun, Kombat.

Bang bang!

A series of dense blows rang out.

Lin Luo's boxing has gone beyond the scope of Wing Chun. Like a storm. and it is like a jewel falling on a plate.

Sheng Zhiwu, who was also as fast as lightning, was like exerting slow motion under Lin Luo's fast fist. Surprisingly slow.

For every three punches Lin Luo throws, he can barely make a punch.

Moreover, the punch that struck, without any effort, was rejected by Lin Luo's hand.

Fighting, spreading, supporting, and hitting, Lin Luo's every punch is smooth. Full of violent aesthetics.

Sheng Zhiwu had no power to parry, so he had to shrink the ground into inches and leave the battlefield in an instant.

But Lin Luo, who had been preparing for a long time, how could he let him retreat from the battlefield easily?

Sou!

Lin Luo also suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment,

It's in front of Sheng Zhiwu again.

Sheng Zhiwu looked at Lin Luo, who was close to him, and his face was shocked. Without hesitation, he once again shrank into inches. Escaped.

But at this time, Lin Luo followed up again.

"What?" Sheng Zhiwu looked at Lin Luo, who was following up, his pupils widened, and he was shocked in his heart: "How can he still shrink the ground into inches?"

The first realm of dark energy, that is, the early stage of dark energy, can also be used three times a day to shrink the ground into inches.

He Sheng Zhiwu is a rare cultivation wizard in fifty years, and he can use one more time to shrink the ground into inches than an ordinary dark power master.

But now, he's done it four times in a row.

This time, he could no longer shrink the ground.

There is a limit to human power, and there is also a limit to internal force. When the strength reaches its limit, the muscles get tired. When the internal force reaches the limit, there is no way to exert the internal strength.

Right now, he can't show his internal strength anymore.

He looked at Lin Luo who rushed up desperately, but he didn't expect that his reputation would be ruined.

Thinking about his honors at Peking University, except for the president of the Martial Arts Association, he has almost all other honors. The runner-up of Peking University Martial Arts, the runner-up of national college student fighting, and the third runner-up of Asian high school student fighting.

These honors are engraved on the wall of honor of Peking University.

I didn't expect that today's battle would be such a defeat.

Just when his heart was like ashes, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Well?

Sheng Zhiwu was stunned at first.

Immediately afterward, my heart was more than shocked.

"Fifth time!" He widened his pupils, looked at Lin Luo, who was retreating from in front of him, and said in horror: "He can actually use five times to shrink the ground into inches! How is it possible? In the early stage of dark energy, he can use it five times?"

He was wide open

mouth, looking at Lin Luo who was drifting away, he didn't care why Lin Luo didn't do anything to him for a while.

What he cared about was, how could Lin Luo cast it five times?

But just when he thought that this was already Lin Luo's limit, Lin Luo's body moved, and he disappeared in place again.

Between breaths, Lin Luo had already disappeared into the hall on the first floor.

"Oh my God!" Sheng Zhiwu was dumbfounded, searching for Lin Luo's figure everywhere, opening his mouth wide, as if he could swallow a duck egg, and said, "He...... He's already in the middle of the dark energy. Otherwise, how could it be possible to shrink the ground into inches six times in a row!"

He didn't know that Lin Luo had actually just stepped into the dark energy.

He didn't know that Lin Luo was in the late stage of his internal strength, and he would be able to shrink the ground five times in a row.

He didn't even know that six times was far from Lin Luo's limit.

"What about people!" resounded in the hall with one exclamation after another.

"yes, where did the others go?

"Is he unable to win the grand meeting and escaped!" Some students who didn't know why, and didn't even see the whole battle clearly, selectively believed that Sheng Zhiwu had won.

"Probably!" one student continued, "The event has been held all over Asia, and it has only lost a little. ”

The thank you meeting in the mouth of the students is President Xie of the Martial Arts Association. The first master of Peking University, Xie Wuhou.

Just when everyone was merciless and derogatory to Lin Luo.

Second floor.

Where Lin Luo was standing before.

He got back in his place.

"Papa!" Lin Luo applauded with a charming smile.

Everyone's eyes instantly focused on him.

"Hell!" On the second floor, Zhu Xueli, a student of the mathematics academy standing next to Lin Luo, screamed and fainted

Past.

At the same time, on the first and second floors, there were also a series of exclamations.

"Oh my God, when did he go up?" exclaimed.

"This ...... , what kind of kung fu is this?" exclaimed the student who knew nothing about martial arts. Lin Luo finished clapping, his hands were supported on both sides of the railing, and he leaned over to look at the crowd with different expressions below. Like a noble gentleman, he smiled charmingly: "The students of Peking University are really arrogant. Unfortunately, I narrowly defeated your vice president. Next, please come forward!"

(End of chapter)