This punch went down, not only the fist strength testing machine, but even the entire hall seemed to shake slightly.

Everyone turned their eyes to see that a large hole had been opened in the leather target of the testing machine, and the metal wires in the machine behind it were also exposed, crackling with blue electric light. On the display representing the test results, there is a huge red number: 300!

It's actually 300! You must know that the maximum measurable value of this type of testing machine is 300!

Lin Shu glanced at Ni Xiong with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this big man really had some skills. When he was in Tahe, he also used this G-HO fist strength testing machine, and he had the impression that it was still quite strong, and it had to be destroyed to this extent by fists, at least in terms of strength, it was not weaker than the initial level of the "Second Fighting God" level - it turned out that the external skills were cultivated to a certain extent, and there was still a certain amount of power.

Ni Xiong's punch only had a certain amount of power in Lin Shu's opinion, but in Changping Academy, where the strength was generally mediocre, it was a great shock.

Not to mention Han Fei, who pretended to be a master standing at the top of the machine, even in the advanced class of the Internal Strength Department, only four people had practiced to the initial level of the "Second Fighting God", and the remaining ones who dragged two hundred and fifty or eighty thousand all day long didn't even touch the door of the "Second Fighting God".

"Ahh He narrowly stretched out his hand to hold on before hitting the granite floor, and then jumped up and somersaulted in the air, and then landed steadily: "Ni Xiong, you are brave enough!"

After all, Han Fei was a young man with strong blood, although he was startled by the power of the punch just now, but he couldn't tear it off in front of a large number of classmates, so he landed on the ground and carried out the mixed yuan qi gong without saying a word, and attacked Ni Xiong fiercely.

A faint white light lit up on his fingertips, and there seemed to be a small whirlwind blowing in the spacious room--Han Fei was not a complete straw bag, and the finger power of this hand under the urging of the Mixed Yuan One Qigong was at least five or six minutes as hot as Lin Shu had before.

You can use the improved version of "One Yang Finger", which is almost equal to half of the "Second Fighting God" level of the master......

When his fingers hit his chest, Ni Xiong seemed to suddenly lose the ability to punch just now. His face was pale, and his movements were extremely clumsy After taking three or four steps back, he was actually pointed at the bottom of his chest by Han Fei's all-out attack.

The fingertips burst through the body without any suspense, and then quickly retracted it. But a finger-sized hole of blood had appeared in his stomach.

Ni Xiong glanced at Han Fei fiercely, and then covered his wound and fell to the ground. Lin Shu saw some blood mixed with yellow-green viscous liquid oozing out from around his palm, and knew that his stomach had been perforated, and when he wanted to go over to help someone, Chen Liang next to him jumped out one step ahead.

"Han Fei, you're too ruthless!" he picked up Ni Xiong and hurriedly checked his injuries, while looking up at the murderer angrily.

Han Fei shrugged his shoulders and sneered back on his face: "He came to provoke me himself, who can blame him for being injured?" Hurry up and carry this waste out, it's dirty, and I'm not afraid of soiling the school floor." "

"Han Fei, you're going too far!" This kind of behavior, this kind of tone, made all the students in the junior class of the Outer Gong Department present angry. Even the two girls were so angry that their faces were flushed, and they followed everyone to take a step forward.

"It's too much, what if it's too much?" Han Fei still half-raised his chin and looked at them with disdain: "Say, how about it? Do you want to help this waste take revenge? If you want to do it, hurry up, senior, I don't have so much time to play with you children!"

As soon as the word "senior" came out, the anger in everyone's eyes dimmed.

In Changping College, which implements the "senior" system, Han Fei has absolute jurisdiction over them in the lower grades.

"Count you ruthless, let's go!" Chen Liang and the other left and right set up Ni Xiong, and walked out of the martial arts hall with a blushing face. The remaining students also hung their heads and turned to leave, not responding to the sneering sneers from the "seniors" of the intermediate class behind them.

Lin Shu deliberately fell behind, and it wasn't until everyone walked out of the gate that he suddenly moved, turning into a whirlwind shadow that flashed in front of Han Fei, who was still with his chin up, and "lightly" pushed him on the chest.

The cosmic speed of the thirteenth level exceeded the speed of sound by two times, so the more than forty pairs of eyes in the hall were stunned that none of them saw his movements.

Lin Shu walked out of the hall and closed the door with him.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed straight over.

Lin Shu's side of the body easily avoided it. Then I saw the "black shadow" turn its head and look at itself strangely: "Lin Shu?"

Unlucky, I met an acquaintance.