Whoosh!

In the martial arts arena, two vigorous figures flew non-stop, sometimes colliding hard, sometimes entangled and competing.

It is quite obvious that Wu Ming is at a disadvantage!

Zhao Po's offensive was extremely aggressive, and as soon as he came up, he used his size advantage to suppress Wu Ming.

After a fierce attack, Wu Ming was almost powerless to fight back!

The spectators were divided into two groups, cheering for their little master.

"Hey, the little prince seems to use a different move than he used to deal with you that day?"

Hu Lai stabbed Yuan Fei with his elbow, his face anxious.

"It's different, it seems to be similar to Brother Lu's posture on weekdays!"

Yuan Fei's cultivation is high, his eyesight is extraordinary, and he has seen some clues.

Hu Lai nodded thoughtfully.

But after all, Wu Ming's situation is really worrying, especially when he is tossing and turning, I don't know if it is an illusion, it always gives people a rather strange and dull feeling!

The little ones were worried, but the other person not far away was amazed.

"After only ten days of cultivation, the body method has already begun to glimpse the door and gradually entered the hall, how can it be so fast?"

Around the corner, Lu Ziqing's eyes were full of incredulity, staring straight at the tossing and turning in the field, quite imposing.

"Brother, my cousin and we are a family, even if we enter the house in ten days, what's the fuss?"

Lu Zijin's face was flushed, sweating profusely, and he had just finished practicing martial arts.

Since the fire of her heart was ignited by Zixia, her body is getting better day by day, and now she is practicing the "Dragon Fist Spectrum" with Wu Ming.

"You girl has been studying the basic martial arts at home since she was a child, and you are familiar with boxing under the protection of your grandfather, and I don't see you being able to enter the hall in ten days!"

Lu Ziqingjun's face twitched, and he didn't have a good airway.

"Hehe, this shows that my cousin Tianzong is a genius, and his cultivation of boxing is progressing so fast, which is just the foundation for cultivating the Dragon Sutra in the future!

Well, with your protection, I don't have to work too hard!"

Lu Zijin playfully spit out his fragrant tongue.

"Little prince, you better admit defeat, with your current cultivation, you can't win against me!"

Zhao Po, who had the upper hand, shouted loudly while punching.

"Hehe, this is just the beginning, it is still unknown who will kill the deer!"

Wu Ming shook his shoulder, which was a little painful, and secretly ran the "Golden Bell Jar" with one hand into a fist and the other into a claw, and faced the battle again.

"In that case, don't blame me for going all out!"

Zhao Po felt the change in Wu Ming's momentum, his face tightened, his feet were wrong, and his fists poured out fiercely.

Bang bang bang!

The dull sound resounded throughout the martial arts arena, startling all the little ones.

This is like two warriors who are purely competing in the flesh, and it clearly looks like two humanoid monsters are competing.

As a child of a soldier in a border town, Zhao Po's moves are wide open and closed, revealing the unique killing aura of the army.

On the other hand, Wu Ming, in the face of such a fierce offensive, does not retreat but advances, and always faces hard shocks, which makes people scratch their heads!

It was only after a few encounters that the situation on the field gradually changed.

"How is that possible? You have just achieved physical refinement, how can your strength suddenly increase?"

Zhao Po, who was originally attacking a lot, became more and more ugly, and it was difficult to hide the surprise in his eyes.

According to age, Zhao Po, Wang Zhen, and Yuan Fei are similar, and their strength is similar.

As far as he knew, Wu Ming first disturbed Yuan Fei's mind that day, and only after the sneak attack did he get away with it.

But now after the fight, I know that the news from the investigation is not accurate at all.

"Hehe, the most taboo distraction is the competition of martial arts, you have to be careful!"

Wu Ming's footsteps wandered, his fists were like dragons, tigers and tigers, and gradually occupied a dominant position.

The sharp fist wind swept by, and Zhao Po's cheeks hurt, and he was awe-inspiring in his heart, and he went all out to face the battle.

Zhao Po practiced the foundation of the body refining boxing method, called five-step boxing and Luohan boxing.

As a child of a soldier, most of them are practicing Shaolin, a basic martial art, to lay the foundation before the Qi Realm.

Even if it is a basic body refining fist method, but if you cultivate to the extreme, you can also open the stele and crack the stone.

And Zhao Po himself is older and has a strong physique, although he is not as tall as Yuan Fei, he is half a head taller than Wu Ming.

With all his strength, after a few moves, Wu Ming's advantage that he had just reversed was cracked.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, Wu Ming was hit several times, and the powerful force hit his body, making it impossible to tell whether it was the dull sound of flesh or the muffled sound of a bell buried deep in the road!

"It's ...... The anti-seismic power of the third layer of the Golden Bell Jar!"

Although Wu Ming staggered backwards, Zhao Po's face became even more ugly, and he felt that his hands seemed to be on the iron plate.

Even, there was a slight anti-shock force, which hit both arms, and the shock was faintly numb, and even the strength was somewhat weakened!

A familiar feeling came into his mind, and Zhao Po finally found the clue.

But it was precisely because of this that he couldn't believe it, because now he was only three layers.

On the other hand, Wu Ming had not yet entered the Qi Realm, and he did not have the internal strength to cultivate the acupoints, how could he cultivate so quickly?

"Okay, come again!"

Wu Ming was not surprised, and rushed forward with a loud shout.

It is still a simple five-step fist with the basic footwork in "Dragon Boxing", which is constantly used continuously.

This is the first time that he has really gone head-to-head with his peers, especially since the other party does not use True Qi, so that he can act with confidence and not worry about seriously injuring the other party.

Although the strange power can hurt the Qi Realm martial artist, as long as there is no overwhelming advantage, it is difficult to inflict heavy damage on the opponent.

After all, the internal force protector can effectively prevent the damage caused by physical attacks!

Moreover, Zhao Po also practiced "Golden Bell Jar", and his brute force attack and defense were extremely high, which could make him have a good fight!

Bang bang bang!

After a long battle, Zhao Po felt that he couldn't get off the stage, and gradually played a real fire, and he no longer showed mercy in his shots, and he was more powerful than before!

In just a few rounds, he suppressed Wu Ming again, making the friends on both sides exclaim.

"The little prince is not familiar with this body and boxing technique, I'm afraid I will lose!"

Hu Lai had already come back to his senses and said with some concern.

"It's okay, the little prince has always been witty, and there must be deep meaning in doing so!"

Yuan Fei frowned slightly and shook his head slowly.

"Brother, why doesn't my cousin use the martial arts he is used to to fighting the enemy, and he has to use the unfamiliar dragon body method?"

Not far away, Lu Zijin's eyes were full of confusion, and when he looked at the field, there was a faint look of worry.

"Hehe, our cousin, his heart is very high, take that stunned boy to practice boxing!"

Lu Ziqing's eyesight was extremely high, and he could see through Wu Ming's purpose at a glance.

"Practice boxing, but my cousin obviously hasn't reached the realm of actual combat like an arm command, how can he use it in actual combat?"

Lu Zijin was puzzled.

"You, you read a lot of books, and you always use the above theories to look at things, but everything has its own changes.

This is especially true of martial arts. The twelve meanings of martial arts, heaven and earth Xuanhuang, each layer has its own meaning, but it can also be used in actual combat. It's just that the lower the artistic conception, the more flaws. And practicing boxing in this kind of contest can help you find out your own shortcomings faster, so as to further accelerate your cultivation!"

Lu Ziqing dotingly touched Lu Zijin's little head.

As time went on, the battle finally took a turn.

I saw that Wu Ming's moves were becoming more and more proficient, from passive defense at the beginning, to using a few basic punches in the "Dragon Boxing Spectrum", and occasionally counterattacking.

Although he did not have the upper hand, anyone with a discerning eye could see that as long as Wu Ming did not make a mistake, at least he would not be defeated!

In particular, Wu Ming's body shape is uncertain, and his body is more flexible than when he beat Yuan Fei before, and it adds a bit of majestic atmosphere, which is far from being comparable to the rogue style of stalking at the beginning.

"It's amazing that I can practice boxing in actual combat in the way of a small first glimpse of the doorway, and gradually get my first glimpse of the doorway. ”

Lu Ziqing only felt that if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have dared to believe that it was true.

In his senses, the change in momentum on Wu Ming's body was a sign of the success of the cultivation of "Dragon Fist".

Compared with himself, he felt that Wu Ming's talent was still above his imagination!

Lu Zijin's little eyes were starry, and he clenched his pink fist excitedly, as if he was about to rush forward.

Sensing his sister's expression, Lu Ziqing's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and he had a vague bad premonition in his heart!

In the field, as time went by, Zhao Po felt more and more powerless, especially feeling that Wu Ming's physical strength was far beyond his imagination.

Especially found that Wu Ming actually began to fight back, and it became more and more frequent, which made him even more anxious!

After fighting for a long time, and unable to use internal force, the feeling of suffocation made him gradually become angry and lost his usual calmness.

"Hold the mountains and the sea!"

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Zhao Po finally couldn't help it, violently lifted into his arms, and pushed out fiercely.

The surging fist wind, as if there is really a mountain pressing the sea, setting off a majestic wave!

"It's good to come, the dragon swings its tail and covers the river!"

Wu Ming's eyes lit up, he didn't retreat but advanced, his arms were stretched out in a circle, and his footwork was staggered, and he actually pressed up head-on.

I saw that his arms went directly from top to bottom, encircling Zhao Po's forearm from the inside out, and before his fist touched his chest, he slammed outward.

In an instant, Zhao Po's chest was empty, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

But before he could react, Wu Ming slammed into his arms, and a huge force struck in response, although he was not injured, but he was smashed by the following leg and churned.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ming took advantage of the momentum and performed a must-kill lock technique to lock Zhao Po to death.

"Okay, the little prince is mighty!"

Seeing that Zhao Po had no power to fight back, Hu Lai and the others cheered.

Yuan Fei smiled bitterly, he was almost strangled to death by this trick that day!

See you now, don't have a taste!

"I ...... I throw in the towel!"

Zhao Po was almost out of breath and had to admit defeat.

"The little prince really works hard, I am similar to Brother Zhao's strength, so I won't be ugly, but the little prince has what he needs, and he can choose treasures at any time!"

Wang Zhen behaved very simply.

Although he is unwilling, he does not use internal force, he is not Wu Ming's opponent like Zhao Po.

Moreover, the arrogance and youthful vigor of a warrior did not allow him to win the competition by means of wheel warfare!

Especially the moves that Wu Ming just used were obviously not proficient, and if he fought at the peak, it would just be humiliating himself.

"It's a bit backbone, if you want to compete, come to me next time!"

Yuan Fei said coldly.

The two of them looked annoyed and opened their mouths to speak.

"Hehe, you can't win or lose, after all, Brother Zhao didn't use internal strength!"

Wu Ming smiled and waved his hand.

On the side, the red lotus stepped forward with silky eyes, and no one wiped the sweat for Wu Ming, and the eyes of all the little ones who saw it were straight.