In just three minutes of fighting with Zhuo Li, the white-robed young man had already punched three thousand punches, lifting weights like light, although the spiritual energy level was very low, but he firmly had the upper hand, crushing Zhuo Li to death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is simply contrary to common sense.

A planetary-level teenager actually pressed the nebula-level Zhuo Li, and Zhuo Li's true spiritual energy strength may have touched the corner of the constellation-level clothes.

If Zhuo Li is a genius and a demon, then this white-robed young man can only be described as the reincarnation of an old demon, which is really terrifying.

What Zhuo Li couldn't accept the most was that he could clearly sense that the young man in front of him was not using all his strength! In other words, people just played casually, and easily blocked all his attacks.

So, he threw the punch.

A crashing punch.

A collapse punch that combined all his understanding of martial arts, psionic energy, stars, the universe, and combat.

This punch has the initial collapse fist that Daddy Wu Donglai taught him, as well as his own understanding of fighting thousands of times between life and death, as well as the killing qi that the soldier soul extracts from thousands of spiritual martial arts, and even a little bit of the True Martial God Fist and the Origin Law of the Power of the Stars that he has just comprehended.

This is Zhuoli's real strongest punch.

even brought a little bit of the shadow of the stars.

The white-robed young man's eyes lit up, like the two brightest stars, and for the first time he felt excited.

"This punch, not bad!" Just like a senior master, the white-robed young man nodded and commented, but this action was a bit nondescript to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

"How dare you do that? Break it for me! Seeing the white-robed young man in such a posture, Zhuo Li broke through the limit again, and the speed of his fist skyrocketed, and the tip of his fist was already about to hit the young man's nose.

However, at this moment, the temperament of the white-robed young man suddenly changed, and the murderous aura that his eyes instantly revealed made the entire dojo cold, and his long hair with a shawl was also raised backwards in an instant, from a young man who was ethereal to an overlord, and he was as extraordinary as a hegemon.

Then he held out a finger and touched it on Zhuoli's fist.

The punch that flattened the stars was blocked.

Blocked.

The vast and surging spiritual energy that was enough to destroy a mountain range was also pointed out by this guide, and disappeared without a trace. It's like Zhuo Li's punch, but he didn't have any force at all.

Zhuoli's eyes widened, and for the first time he felt that his brain was a little insufficient.

He felt as if things were going the other way around, and in general, wasn't he here to play the role of the white-robed boy and make those who challenged desperate?

"Ahhh His spiritual energy to know the sea exploded, and he was even about to explode here, this guy is crazy.

The white-robed young man's face also changed, he didn't expect Zhuo Li to be so crazy once he fought, and finally spoke: "You are Zhuo Li?" ”

The voice was cold and lofty, as if it came from outside the sky.

Zhuo Li was stunned, and immediately calmed down, he came to see Lord Fang Han, but he fought with this young man inexplicably, and he was angry, if he continued to fight, don't say whether he can win or not, this dojo will definitely not be able to be saved, what does Boss Fang Han think?

So he stopped and said, "I said it a long time ago, who are you?" ”

"I'm ......" The temperament of the white-robed young man changed from an overlord to a Dao boy again, "I am a disciple of Lord Fang Han, you can call me Qing Yu." ”

"Qing Yu? Good name! Zhuo Li immediately stretched out his thumb and praised, "Brother Yu, since you are a disciple of Lord Fang Han, can you tell me where Lord Fang Han is now?" ”

"The teacher has just transmitted a message to me, he has a temporary emergency, and he has returned to the depths of the starry sky, let me give you a word." Qing Yu's eyes couldn't help but look at Zhuo Li.

"What did Lord Fang Han say?" Zhuo Li asked eagerly.

"Let you be my sparring partner, if you can beat me, my master will pass on a great magic power to you." The white-robed young man grinned, like a tiger cub that had just come out of the cage, staring at an interesting prey.

However, Zhuo Li did not have the slightest awareness of becoming a prey, but was excited, and he couldn't wait to raise his arms and shout, "Are you serious? Wouldn't I be able to fight you every day? ”

This white-robed young man is too powerful, he is really the only one Zhuo Li has seen in his life, that kind of all-round suppression, he has only felt it from Xu Zhige, Luo Yufeng and other super powerhouses, but those people are all peak constellation-level existences, and they are suppressed in the realm.

And this guy named Qing Yu, although the level of spiritual energy is by no means a planetary level on the surface, it is indeed not simply a suppression of the realm, but an all-round suppression of martial arts, exercises, experience, intuition, the use of power, and even combat instinct.

To be a sparring partner for such an opponent, not to mention that there is a reward, even if Zhuo Li is asked to pay for it, he will sharpen his head and squeeze in.

Because the lift is just too great. Zhuo Li even felt that the meeting between him and Qing Yu was no less than walking in the path of the Martial God.

"I'll get here today." The white-robed young man said, "Tomorrow this time, you can come again." ”

"Okay, see you soon." Zhuo Li was excited, although he didn't see Boss Fang Han, but the harvest was bigger than he imagined. I left in a very good mood.

In the dojo, only the white-robed young man himself was left. His temperament has changed again, like a god, and there seem to be countless stars in his eyes, high up, without compassion.

I saw him slowly rise into the air, sitting cross-legged, and a vast star map rose behind him, faintly looking like a big bird, his hands each formed a handprint, and his eyelids couldn't help shaking, as if he was deducing something.

At this time, the spiritual energy displayed by the young man fluctuated, not to mention the planetary level, but I was afraid that the constellation level would not be able to stop. If Zhuo Li was here, his jaw would fall to the ground in fear.

At this time, a man with a short beard and a gentle and elegant man walked into the dojo, this man's cultivation was unfathomable, and his breath actually attracted the entire Remnant Sun Star, which was the first seat of the Heart Casting Academy-Mo and Tao.

However, when this existence under one person on the Remnant Sun Star saw the white-robed young man sitting in the void, he showed an expression of shock and admiration, and saluted before rushing forward and said:

"Boss, you're really back! Yufeng told me that I thought she was joking. ”

Oh, my God! In this huge Far East, the only one who can be called the boss by him Mo and Tao is Fang Han, the president of the Far East Psionic Martial Arts Association.

It turned out that this white-robed young man who called himself 'Qing Yu' was Fang Han!

"I'm coming back this time, mainly to preside over some preparations for the pioneering war, and it won't be long before I set off again." Fang Han said, at this time, the childishness of a teenager was completely lost in him, and was replaced by a temperament that dominated everything like a god.

"I just felt that there was a wave of psionic energy here, boss, who are you playing with, do you want us to play two rounds." Mo and Tao and Fang Han are very familiar with each other, and they respect each other as the boss, and they are very close to each other.

"After so many years of fighting, you don't see any signs of winning me, and I'm tired of fighting you." Fang Han didn't give face at all, "But when I came back this time, I found a good opponent." ”

"Who?" Mo and Tao were curious, although Fang Han's 'opponent' didn't look at spiritual cultivation, and the scope was huge, but there were very few people in the entire Far East who could really enter his eyes.

"Zhuoli. I was just playing with him, and this kid just forced me to use the Spirit Rhino Finger, which is very good. Fang Han smiled at the corner of his mouth, probably thinking of the previous battle with Zhuo Li.

"Zhuoli!? That rookie disciple of Xu Zhige? Mo Youtao was shocked, grabbing his head with both hands, he really didn't expect that Boss Fang Han would choose a newcomer.

"Hehe, don't underestimate him, this kid has his own luck, sometimes even I can't see through it." Fang Han said.

Mo and Tao were stunned, he knew that Fang Han's boss cultivated the secret method of the supreme universe, and he paid the most attention to luck, and he could foresee the general trend of the future, he took such a fancy to Zhuo Li, there must be a reason.

"In three months, my old friends have also arrived, and in these three months, I will adjust this new 'toy' well, and I hope he will not let me down, hehe." The corners of Fang Han's mouth turned up, and he actually smiled a little evilly.

Mo Youtao shuddered, and he actually felt a little sympathetic to Zhuo Li, but he knew very well what kind of hellish training it meant behind Boss Fang Han's smile.

At the same time, I also thought in my heart, "After I go back, I have to let Jin'er Nizi work harder, otherwise it will really make Zhuo Li get farther and farther." After all, this Zhuo Li is a member of the Star Torch Academy. ”

"Boss, then you're busy, I'll retire first." Mo Youtao's heart was itching, and he wanted to go back immediately.

"During this time, people from several other regions will come one after another, my old friend I will entertain myself, and if others want to spread wild on our Far East territory, you can teach them the rules of the Far East." Fang Han said otherwise, his tone was cold, and he once again recovered the posture of the god who dominated everything.

"Yes!" Mo and Tao were stunned, knowing what to do, and at the same time, a strong bloody aura also emanated.

"Go ahead." Fang Han waved his hand and motioned for Mo Youtao to retreat, while he closed his eyes again, not knowing what he was still calculating.

……

When he returned home in the evening, Zhuo Li meditated and practiced in his bedroom to refresh his spirit.

Drip, drip, drip.

Suddenly, his portable brain rang out.

But it was an invitation from a virtual network, inviting him to enter Kyoto, and talking to him face to face, the inviter was - Luo Yufeng!

Luo Shouza personally invited?

Zhuo Li immediately relented, did not dare to refuse, and directly chose to agree.

Immediately, his consciousness entered Kyoto, the exclusive virtual network of the Psionic Warriors Association.

Luo Yufeng chose a tea house, and she was sitting on the ground, with a coffee table in front of her, and a set of tea utensils on the coffee table.

When Zhuo Li came in, a pot of fragrant Lingye tea had just been boiled.

"Sit."

Luo Yufeng pointed to the other end of her coffee table and motioned for Zhuo Li to sit down.

Zhuo Li sat down respectfully, and heard Luo Shouzuo ask, "Have you seen Boss Fang Han?" What did they tell you? ”

"I didn't meet Lord Fang Han." Zhuo Li recruited from the truth, "I met a white-robed young man, and the two of us had a fight, only to know that he was a disciple of Lord Fang Han." ”

Poof――

Luo Yufeng squirted out a sip of tea, looking at Zhuo Li like a monster.

"You, you, you and the white-robed boy...... Got into a fight? ”