Wang Dashan squinted his eyes at Liu Xiang in the independent field, and said gloomily: "The little fat man can do it!" Although you have forged a few more days than this little monkey, you are still an intermediate martial artist, and there is not too much disparity. You can withstand it. ”

"Coach, I didn't keep my hand, you can't fire us both." Zhao Guangming, who was sitting on the ground, gasped and said.

"I can see it. Little fat man, what's your name? Wang Dashan looked at Liu Xiang carefully and asked.

"My name is Liu Xiang."

"Well, Liu Xiang. Isn't it fun? Can you continue? ”

"Yes." The fat man nodded in response.

"Okay, but you have to change opponents, and you don't have protective gear, do you dare?" Wang Dashan said with a gloomy smile.

"Dare, but can I fight back." Liu Xiang said in a deep voice, and then began to take off his armor.

Wang Dashan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "As long as you can withstand it, you can fight back as you like." ”

"Zhou Wei, you go, just keep your control strength at an ordinary high-level martial artist." Wang Dashan turned his head and said to the sturdy young man who had been standing beside him.

Zhou Wei, who was wearing the uniform of the association and was suspected of being a teaching assistant, walked opposite Liu Xiang.

Seeing that Liu Xiang had already taken off his armor, Zhou Wei folded his fists and bent down slightly, and said to Liu Xiang as a martial artist: "Please advise." ”

Liu Xiang saw that the other party was so polite, and hurriedly returned the salute.

"Are you ready?" Zhou Wei asked softly.

Liu Xiang raised his hands in front of his chest and nodded and said, "Okay!" ”

"Whew!"

As soon as Liu Xiang's words fell, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and Zhou Wei's figure, which should have been a few meters away, blurred. A foot appeared in front of him.

Liu Xiang only had time to shrink his arms, and a huge force hit the arm in front of him, and his arms hit his chest again, Liu Xiang was instantly kicked out five or six meters away, and hit the wall with a "bang".

If it weren't for the fact that the place where they were fighting was close to the wall, I don't know how far they would have to fly out.

Liu Xiang leaned his back against the wall, forcibly controlling his body that was about to fall. A stream of sour water came out of his throat. The pain came from his arms and chest, and he became numb again, and for a moment it seemed that his hands were out of control.

Zhou Wei, who was already standing in the position where Liu Xiang was standing before, arched his hand and said, "I have conceded." ”

Then he turned around and walked towards Wang Dashan's side.

"Wait, I haven't fallen yet." Liu Xiang swallowed the sour liquid back, took a deep breath, and stopped Zhou Wei.

Bent and stretched his arm to drive away the numbness, Liu Xiang walked back step by step, holding his hands in front of him.

"Go on." Liu Xiang put on a defensive posture and said in a deep voice. His eyes were fixed on the opponent's feet, although Zhou Wei moved quickly, he would definitely move his feet first when he attacked, and he might be able to react if he seized the opportunity.

Zhou Wei nodded, the sound of breaking wind sounded again, Zhou Wei's figure blurred again, and Liu Xiang's eyes widened and he still didn't see clearly.

"Bang", the same huge force was pumped the right side of Liu Xiang's body, although he still didn't see it clearly, but fortunately, he was mentally prepared, and barely raised his left arm to block it, although his body was kicked uncontrollably to the left, he barely fell.

"This power is so great, much stronger than me. Is this still the power of a high-level martial artist? That warrior-level fugitive was nothing more than that. Liu Xiang was covered in cold sweat, but the other party saw that he had carried it, so he didn't stop, and the stormy attack enveloped him from all directions.

"I can't see clearly, I can't see at all, let alone keep up with him. Carry it like this, let alone fight back, it's a luxury to be able to hold on for a minute. Liu Xiang contracted his body unwillingly, but his eyes gradually narrowed.

The body no longer knows how many times it has been attacked, and the pain in his body is getting stronger and stronger. If it were Zhao Guangming, I am afraid that I would have cried my father and called my mother a long time ago, but Liu Xiang is different, I don't know how many times more painful the swallowing method is, and the pain that ordinary people can hardly bear is not worth mentioning to Liu Xiang.

Although the pain is tolerable, the numbness can spread as the pain causes it. Liu Xiang felt that his body was gradually out of control.

"No, I have to see what he's doing." Liu Xiang squinted his eyes and stared intently at the ground in front of him. It's impossible for the other person to maintain this pace all the time, as long as the other person relaxes a little, I will definitely be able to see his footsteps and react.

I don't know if the other party is tired, or if Liu Xiang's squinting eyes and focusing have an effect, one foot on the floor in Liu Xiang's sight.

"Left foot, toe outward, attack from right foot, attack on my left side." Seeing the lightning, Liu Xiang finally seized a glimmer of opportunity.

The left hand is at the side, and the right fist is vigorously banged forward.

The expected attack from the left did not come, and Liu Xiang's punch only hit the air.

Zhou Wei noticed Liu Xiang's movements, retracted his legs and retreated to avoid his fists, with a hint of approval in his eyes: "You are very good!" Not only did they see through my movements, but they also wanted to fight back. It's just too fat, and the movements are not crisp enough. ”

"What's wrong with being fat, I didn't eat your rice. My daughter-in-law likes fat people, and I'll lose weight when I chase her down! Go on, I haven't fallen yet. Liu Xiang gasped and maintained a defensive posture, his eyes fixed on Zhou Wei's feet.

"Good!"

Zhou Wei attacked very simply, this time Liu Xiang saw the other party's footsteps clearly, but the strange thing was that he stepped on the ground with his right foot, but it was a fist that attacked.

Once again, a storm of attacks loomed.

It's been more than 2 minutes since the sparring, and Liu Xiang seems to have gradually adapted to Zhou Wei's speed, although he can't fight back yet. But it can also catch several attacks from the other side.

The opponent's long-term high-speed burst has a slight reduction in speed and strength, and may soon reveal a flaw.

But Liu Xiang's body was a little uncontrollable, although the pain was bearable, the numbness on his body was getting heavier and heavier. Liu Xiang kept an eye on it, his right hand was retracted in front of him and rarely resisted the opponent's attack, even if he noticed that the opponent's attack was coming from the right side, he also resisted with his body, just so that his right hand could remain flexible.

Liu Xiang has been ravaged by his opponent for a long time, he is not a Buddhist character who doesn't fight back just by being beaten, although the other party is much stronger than him, even if he punches him out of anger!

There is no chance yet, the other party still has physical strength, and the attack continues, but it doesn't matter, Liu Xiang can still resist.

It seemed that Liu Xiang's idea had come true, and Zhou Wei occasionally had some pauses, and the stormy offensive had a slight pause.

Here's your chance!

Zhou Wei's feet stepped on the ground at the same time, Liu Xiang seized the opponent's momentary pause, tried his last strength, and slammed his right fist into the opponent's door.

The first style of Ben Thunder Fist, lunge violent fist.

"Stop!"

The old and hoarse voice suddenly came, but where did Liu Xiang stop it, even if he could accept it, he didn't want to stop it, and it was over.

His fist was only a little short of hitting Zhou Wei's nose.

But Zhou Wei's momentum suddenly changed, and a murderous aura instantly radiated from Zhou Wei's eyes, like substance.

In an instant, Liu Xiang flew out upside down as if he had been hit by a speeding car.

When he was flying in the air, Liu Xiang realized that he didn't say it to him.

Liu Xiang hit the wall again, but this time Liu Xiang didn't hold on and completely fainted. But he still didn't fall, and stood firmly against the wall.

When Liu Xiang woke up, except for him and Zhao Guangming, the other students in the cultivation hall had already left.

"Fatty, you're awake! I was almost scared to death just now, if it weren't for Zhou Wei saying that you were not seriously injured and giving you luck to heal your injuries, I would have almost called the emergency number. Seeing that Liu Xiang woke up, Zhao Guangming said babblingly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my instinct just now, and I burst out with martial artist-level strength." Zhou Wei said apologetically to Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang stood up and said to Zhou Wei: "It's okay, anyway, I'm alive and kicking now." But you're not just a martial artist, are you? ”

Liu Xiang was suspicious of Zhou Wei's strength, and the fugitive he met a few days ago was also a martial artist, but his strength was not only compared with the terrifying momentum that Zhou Wei had erupted before, but it was a little worse than when he suppressed the realm.

"Yes, I'm a great martial artist." Zhou Wei nodded and said.

Liu Xiang nodded, and then asked, "Are you from the Special Investigation Department or the military, or are you simply outside the plane?" ”

Liu Xiang was deeply impressed by the murderous aura that erupted in Zhou Wei's eyes before he passed out, this kind of momentum he had only experienced in Han Jingxue. It is by no means something that ordinary social warriors can have.

"Little fat man, I can't imagine that you actually know that outside the plane, your family is not an ordinary person, right?" Without waiting for Zhou Wei to answer, Wang Dashan's old voice came.

"No, everyone in the family is ordinary people. I'm listening to other people. Liu Xiang replied.

"Well, it doesn't matter where you know. You guessed right, Zhou Wei came back from outside the plane with me, and he is my apprentice. Wang Dashan nodded, and then looked at Liu Xiang with a pair of eyes like a hungry wolf seeing a little sheep and asked:

"How's your talent? Do you want to be my apprentice? ”

"Uh. I only have level 3 talent. Liu Xiang replied in a low voice.

"Oh, forget it!" Wang Dashan decisively withdrew his plan to retract the apprentices.

Although he retracted his words, Wang Dashan couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart: "This kind of tenacity is rare among ordinary students, but it's a pity that the talent is too poor to become a big tool, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

No, Wang Dashan suddenly realized something and looked up at Liu Xiang.

"How old are you?"

"16 years old." Liu Xiang replied, how is this old man babbling.

"16 years old? Level 3 talent is almost a high-level martial apprentice in half a year, how is this possible? Don't you say that the family is full of ordinary people? Which martial artist gave you the nourishing meridians? ”

"No one helped me warm up my meridians, I cultivated with the swallowing method." Liu Xiang replied in a deep voice, there is nothing to hide, there are many people who know about the swallowing method.

"I didn't expect that there were still people who could practice the Devouring Method. You're good! Wang Dashan said with a sigh.

"You said also? Could it be that there are still people who use the swallowing method to cultivate? Liu Xiang grasped the information in Wang Dashan's words.

"Of course, although the method of swallowing has been popularized, no one can last more than 3 days. The person who created the Devouring Method has been cultivating all along." Wang Dashan paused when he said this, his eyes showed a hint of reverence, and then said: "And ......"