113. It's not just fast

It's also strange to say that this crack is defenseless for the weirdos, that is to say, the weirdos can enter at will, and even enter those cracks to understand the fist intent of Mr. Nabangbu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At first glance, it seems that Mr. Bangbu treats everyone equally.

But for some unknown reason, the weirdos who came here, especially those who were boxing enthusiasts before they became weirdos, never came out after entering the crack

Not a single case!

This crack, in the fist world, is also called the death crack, the tomb of the stranger!

Of course, there are human warriors who try to enter, but the ending is extremely tragic.

"Nine deaths, hehe." The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God said with a sneer.

"Enough! Brother, what do you mean by that, is it your purpose to make the vest girl worry? Senior Brother's face suddenly became gloomy, his good temper does not mean that he can endure everything.

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Then you don't need to talk too much here, you just need to wait here quietly for the little junior brother to come out." Senior Brother is surprisingly stern today, which makes many senior brothers around him look sideways.

The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God was stunned, it was the first time he was reprimanded by the senior brother like this, and a wave of anger rushed up in his heart, but he still suppressed the anger, after all, it was the senior brother, the heir of Teacher Bangbu, "On the other day, when I surpass you, no, even when the master surpasses me, I want to see you kneeling in front of me, bowing your heads!" ”

Sometimes, it's just a matter of thought.

Some reminders from others may be just kind, and they don't want to add too much psychological burden to people, but the listener may understand other meanings and have a negative impact on their own hearts.

When this negative impact reaches a certain level, strange people may appear, and their appearance is a physical response to this negative impact, or "disaster factor".

At this time, a disaster factor has been planted in the heart of the gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God, but the disaster factor has not yet reached the point of outbreak, and it is not yet known whether it will wither or thrive.

Perhaps, the calamity factor, that is, the gods, left in this world and used to destroy mankind.

Cause?

Perhaps, God thinks that human beings are substandard products and wants to destroy them and replace them with a batch?

Perhaps, it is inconvenient for God to directly intervene to destroy human beings, and he needs to use this indirect means to intervene.

God hates man...

Why?

Now it is unknown.

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"The wind blade without sound, the sound of the wind howling is gone." Axel frowned, could it be that it had an effect on his hearing?

He shook his fist suddenly, only to hear his own sound breaking through the air.

"What the hell is going on?" Axel regressed.

It was at this time.

"Boom... Boom, boom...", one voice after another.

Axel's eyes widened suddenly, his breathing stagnated a little, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, he needed a little time to adjust!

"I see, I see!" Axel roared in his heart, "It's fast, so fast that it exceeds the speed of sound, so that the explosion of sound can't keep up with the speed of the wind blade, although the momentum is not as good as the breaking wind howl, but this destructive power, in terms of cutting force alone, has surpassed the breaking wind roar!" ”

This martial art is like a layer of window paper, once pierced, you can see a wider sky, as if you have stepped into a new world, making your vision extraordinary.

Axel let out a long roar, he was extremely excited, and the decline just now was swept away in an instant.

"It's the voice of the little junior brother!" The elder brother was startled, he heard a soft whistling from the canyon, and it seemed that Axel was okay at least for now. But on the other hand, a light whistle means that the battle has entered the white-hot point, and it is foreseeable that Axel has entered an extremely hard battle!

"It's Axel!" The waistcoat girl's hand clenched, she was very worried, although she was a strong woman, she still had a woman's unique delicacy and care, I don't know when she started to care about anything in Axel, not to mention that this is a matter of life and death.

Several senior brothers also glanced at each other, and their faces showed extremely solemn expressions, all of them sweating for Axel.

The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God sneered in his heart, "Enter the bitter battle, perhaps, you have been forced into a desperate situation, I heard that the crack of the Iron Fist Shattering King Kong has countless wind blades, which can cut hard rocks into pieces, with your current ability, I'm afraid you can't walk more than ten meters!" Wait for death! ”

Once, a person has an aversion to a person, and it seems that no matter what the opponent does or what kind of performance he has, it is the opposite in his heart...

Among the cracks.

Axel whistled as he shook his fist violently.

In the past, you could punch four punches in one second, but now you can punch five!

Not fast enough?

Then hit six punches, hit seven punches...

There are no limits, no pain, grit your teeth and keep going!

Axel knew in his heart that not only cultivation should be done according to his own limits, but even when he accepted challenges, he had to follow his limits. Only by constantly breaking through your own limits can you break through your own limiters and let yourself reach a very high level!

The increase in punch speed is not as easy as imagined, even if Axel goes from four punches to five punches, it is a huge improvement.

"Not enough, still not enough!" Axel's fist bombarded the past frantically, his speed had increased to the point of six punches per second, but it was still not enough, he rushed to the 1/4 position of the crack frantically, and the wind blades flying in the sky fell like snowflakes, and the speed of six punches per second could not resist so many wind blades, and he was forced to retreat again and again.

Taking a few steps back, the pressure suddenly decreased a lot, obviously, those wind blades were spurting out from the same place crazily, the closer they got to that position, the greater the pressure, Axel couldn't imagine how many punches he would need to throw per second when he reached the end of that place!

"It's right to speed up the punch, but it seems to be different from the way I use brute force to increase speed..."Axel's bombardment for a period of time suddenly found that he and those wind blades seemed to be fast, but the essence was extremely different, "I need to experience it carefully..."

Outside the canyon, the senior brothers frowned again, how could they suddenly become weak when they heard an extremely loud roar just now?

After all, it's a long way here, and once Axel retreats to the back, the speed and number of punches will decrease, and the sound of the bombardment will be a little inaudible even to the senior brothers.

"Hehe, it's not like it's about to hang up, hmph, you deserve it! It's just a pity, it's a pity that this opportunity to challenge the fist intent! Master, Master, you are so eccentric, eccentric!! The gray-clothed prodigy Little Fist God bit his lower lip and slowly printed blood.