This ridiculous game is over, and before it even begins, it has been defeated by one of the protagonists of this game, when he was out hanging, or with the power of devastating.

Xiao Tianyou looked at the person in front of him and laughed.

"Yiming, did you come to my place to talk about this?"

Looking at the strong man in front of him, feeling the already vigorous battle spirit in this man, Wukong laughed.

"You're qualified, I said it back then, but before you fight me, you need to think about what else you can show in front of me now, no, I should say, punch and kick me." Wukong held the teacup in his hand and drank it with a smile, not caring at all that the tea in his cup was close to the boiling temperature, but for people like Wukong, even if it was boiling water, so what, as long as there was a limit, it would be surpassed after adaptation.

After Wukong took a sip, he put down the teacup and took out the blank book with no boxing skills on it from his arms, but now, there are a few more words on this book.

In front of his friends, Wukong is still relatively open. Of course, Wukong's own character is very gentle, and people who don't hide their gentleness with other actions will naturally not be nervous about some small things, even if they show their achievements in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front of their friends.

"The results of my years."

Wukong looked at the guy in front of him, during the battle that year, Wukong knew that when the guy in front of him walked out of his own mountain, this guy must have entered middle age, because when this guy lost to himself, this guy was already in his twenties, although it was a lot weaker than Wukong, but for other people, this guy was a genius, and now, this genius has just completed the practice of his own sect's secret boxing method, but he never thought of it, the guy who has been sitting in the mountains for so long, has taken a solid first step in his boxing skills.

"Your boxing skills have begun to have eyebrows, no, it should be said that there is already a prototype?!" Although it was a question, this man, Yiming, looked at himself Although he had only exchanged a few words, the man who had become a friend, the boxer who had shown his ideas in front of him, at this time, after all these years of silence, had already opened up a new path?

"The boxing technique I got from the dream, killing heart, no, it should be said that I regard heaven and earth as ants, as playthings, as the will to bait, although I also have this will, but I really don't like this will, but there is no way, my body tells me that this kind of thing is very suitable for me, so I named it Heavenly Killing, the Way of Heaven, and the thing is too prosperous and should be killed." Wukong looked at every action on his book, Wukong knew that every action on that boxing method could be done by himself, and he could teach it, but Wukong knew that he would not pass on this boxing method, because this thing was too dangerous, and it was impossible for a person who did not have the heart of a strong man, and who practiced before practicing this boxing method, to control this boxing method.

And just when Wukong was thinking about his own boxing technique, Yiming drifted his eyes to another book that looked a little new, but observing the pages of this book, he knew that the owner of this book often turned it, but this book didn't smell much ink, so when Wukong's hand hadn't left the two books, Yiming had already cast his eyes on the guy who seemed to be in a daze not far away.

Silence was born between the two, and it began to spread all around, and even the servant who was beside Yiming himself kept the sound of his breathing to a minimum.

However, even so, a person's daze can't last long, and after Wukong took back his divergent thoughts, Wukong opened the book in front of him very calmly.

"What I recorded in this book is the concept of the boxing technique that I used on you back then, no, it should be said that it was re-forged by me, to remove its dross, to take its essence, and to re-born the boxing method, I call it non-killing."

Seeing that Yiming didn't respond to his words, Wukong twisted his body, stood up from the bed like a snake, and attacked Yiming with a simple straight punch, but, before Yiming reacted, Yiming could feel that his body had been in contact with the fist on Wukong's body, but when his body reacted and wanted to fight back against Wukong, he found that although Wukong's fist had already attacked himself, it was absolutely, Absolutely no harm or pain was caused to myself.

"It doesn't hurt." Goku is like a child who has found something interesting and is anxious to show it to his friends, but when he sees his friend's smile, Goku's face shows an unusually bright smile, "It doesn't hurt at all, does it." ”

"It's already hit." Yiming looked at his friend, although he didn't know why this guy attacked him with such a punch, but since this guy said this, it means that his friend still has his statement later, so just keep quiet and listen to him quietly.

Kazuaki sat back on his cushion and looked at his friend.

"The name of my boxing method is called non-killing, but I thought about it, as a boxing method, it is a method of subduing demons, and it is itself a method of anger, even if it is a few ways of boxing that have been enlightened from Buddhist scriptures, so I am thinking, is there a boxing method in the world that does not have any lethality at all, no, it should be said that it has lethality, but it will not hurt others."

"I read a lot of books, but, in the end, I came to the conclusion that there are such fists in the world, and there are tens of millions of people who can swing such fists in the world, but they are too small." Goku narrowed his eyes and spread his arms open.

And when Goku said that there were people in the world who could use such a boxing technique, and there were so many people who used it, Yiming had a feeling that his friend might be about to say something amazing.