Tang San's leisurely appearance made those children look a little blind. Is this person stupid, as far as his thin companion is concerned, he can be the opponent of Wang Sheng, who has the martial soul of the war tiger, although Wang Sheng is a civilian, but this martial soul is still quite good, it is a martial soul of the strong attack system. There were quite a few students lying under his hands.

"Boss, come on!"

"Boss, come on!"

"I'll bet on the boss to punch that something, Wu Ming will be beaten down!"

......

The atmosphere was lively and the discussion was cheerful.

Wu Ming practiced internal boxing for a few months before coming to Notting City, but he didn't practice his hands well, so he just asked Wang Sheng to be a target.

Wang Sheng's martial soul is a war tiger, and he is naturally not weak in strength and defense, his soul power is already at the ninth level, and he is only one level away from being able to hunt the soul ring, and his strength will definitely be greatly improved at that time. So he also boasted that he was the future War Soul Master. Strength is his greatest reliance, and Wu Ming can only use the yellow paper martial soul in order not to expose his gourd martial soul at the moment, but he doesn't plan to use it, because he needs to test his inner fist through actual combat.

Wu Ming's cultivation of the inner family fist has a total of six realms:

Bright energy, dark energy, chemical energy, Dan energy, gang energy, and chemical energy. Each realm represents the cultivation and use of the treasure of his own power. Because the dead Wu Ming's body was too fragile, even though Wu Ming had worked hard, he had only just broken through to Ming Jin.

The so-called Ming Jin: It is through the exercise of the whole body strength, and then make it concentrated, a punch out, the air explodes, the power is amazing, that is, the so-called "a thousand gold is hard to buy a sound", this is the realm of Ming Jin.

Wang Sheng saw that Wu Ming did not attack, he couldn't wait to decide the victory with one punch, only to see that his feet were divided, and his body actually rose into the air, condescending to be a punch.

The fist was very strong, just when his henchman thought that Wu Ming would be beaten and flew up.

They were halfway right, and someone had indeed flew, accompanied by a pig-killing howl. But listening to the voice, it seemed to be the voice of Wang Sheng.

"What, Boss, are you alright?"

"Boss ......"

Except for Tang San, no one saw Wu Ming's shot clearly, when Wang Sheng punched with all his might, Wu Ming only took half a step with his left foot, and then kicked back with his right foot, and his body actually soared to the same height as Wang Sheng. Although he was in the air, his body was still impartial, his attack route was straight, and the direct attack was Wang Sheng's chest, and all of Wang Sheng's attacks were completely missed. The chest was exposed under Wu Ming's fist, and the seemingly ordinary punch actually made a crackling explosion.

Wu Ming found that Wang Sheng didn't react at all, and was worried that his attack would be too heavy, so he deflected his fist directly and hit Wang Sheng's shoulder, even though Wu Ming had already collected half of his strength. That's also more than three hundred pounds of power. Although the martial soul was suppressed, the martial soul was still growing Wu Ming's power. The full force of his right hand can reach three hundred in one punch, while his left hand can easily hit more than six hundred catties.

Wang Sheng flew more than a foot away as if he had been hit by a boulder, and the part that was hit was completely numb and swollen, but fortunately the bones were not broken. It seems that the other party can keep his hand, but Wang Sheng doesn't appreciate it, he thinks that he was careless just now. I didn't open a martial spirit. He got up from the ground, stared at Wu Ming deadly, and said viciously: "Stinky boy, it's heavy enough." Now, you're welcome. ”

I saw him snort softly, and a colorful tiger appeared in his right palm, and the tiger's eyes were actually blood-red, and the flashing light shrouded the entire dormitory with a layer of red light.

"Are you going to fight hard?" Wu Ming said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tang San shook his head: "If it's just like this, Wang Sheng will be tragic......

"What?" Although they had just witnessed the fierce boss being punched away, they all thought it was Wang Sheng, and they were too careless. But only Wang Sheng knew in his heart: he definitely didn't keep his hand, just now he didn't open the martial spirit, and other powers of milk have already been used. But he didn't give up, because his punch missed, and somehow it missed......

However, now that his martial soul is open, with the blessing of the king of all beasts, the Battle Tiger Martial Soul, his strength has nearly tripled, and each punch can reach almost 200 catties of strength, which is enough to make him rank in the top five. But he didn't know that at this moment he could only rank seventh. Because whether it was Wu Ming or Tang San, they all dumped him twenty-one streets?

"I'll go, junior, that kitten looks like a fan! a bit like Uncle Diego's lazy cat!" Wu Ming looked at Wang Sheng, who was approaching step by step.

"It's kind of like that, and Uncle Diego's doesn't seem to be that fat. Tang San comprehended.

"God, one of the two little guys mocked the boss for being a sick cat, and the other actually said that the boss was fat. Something big is going to happen?" A child named Ultraman shouted, as if he was afraid that Wang Sheng would not hear him.

"It's really the fearless of the ignorant! Some people once said that the boss's martial spirit was a cat, and as a result, he spent a whole week in the hospital bed in the infirmary. It is said that he ran to the infirmary every three or five days, because ...... "another person who is afraid of chaos in the world appears, which obviously implies that Wang Sheng is going to fight to death, and it is best to let that person lie down for a month?"

"Wu Ming, hurry up, I'm going to take a shower and rest later!" Tang San urged.

"Okay, good, I'll be fine soon!Hey, sick cat and fat man, let the horse come!" Wu Ming said with fire.

Wang Sheng finally burned like a volcanic eruption, and pounced on Wu Ming like a mad tiger. With the martial soul turned on, his speed and explosiveness were much stronger. But in front of Wu Ming, he was still a scumbag, Wu Ming said in his heart: Since you think that I was lucky and careless just now, then let you feel the innate divine power of this Daoist! No, it is the acquired divine power.

"Bang!" there was a loud sound after the two fists collided.

One large, one small, directly opposite each other, and quickly separated, separated as a figure flew up.

"Bang!!"

There was another loud bang, and then a heart-rending scream, and the sound was naturally Wang Sheng's.

I saw that he was actually lying on the ground, he was still a tiger with a martial soul protecting his body, and the claws of his right fist were all broken, and the tiger's mouth was shattered. The flesh of the five fingers was blurred, dripping blood continuously......

"Boom!", it was the sound of the bed frame falling, it turned out that the double bed frame near the door was broken up by the flying king, and then fell. Unfortunately, Wang Sheng happened to be below, so the screams pierced through the seventh chamber again.

The people in the other dormitories were also shocked when they heard it, and wasn't that the voice the voice of Wang Sheng, the boss of the seventh room......

"Boss!"

"Boss!!"

"Boss !!"

......

The children who watched the excitement finally realized that Wang Sheng had capsized and planted it in the hands of a six-year-old doll. However, Wang Sheng is actually very righteous on weekdays, and he is not less for the sake of everyone, so everyone dragged the bed frame away and pulled Wang Sheng up......