"Fight again? Are you sure? ”

Nan Ting glared at Su Heng, feeling that he was deliberately playing with himself.

"Yes, one last time."

Su Heng nodded, because he decided to use the eyes of reincarnation, although he could clearly see Nan Ting's movements with the naked eye, but he didn't know why, he always felt that something seemed to be missing.

It was that key that made him always unable to punch that punch.

So he decided to try the Eye of Samsara.

"Okay, you can see it clearly this time, or don't blame me for being unkind."

Nan Ting snorted coldly and decided to taunt Su Heng again later.

Su Heng nodded and directly opened the eyes of reincarnation.

Nan Ting's heart trembled inexplicably, looking at Su Heng's faintly flashing red eyes, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, he still took a step forward and punched again.

This time, although there were no leaves, the target of his fist was Su Heng.

"Whew!"

With a punch, even Su Heng, who was one meter away, seemed to be blown by a strong wind, and his clothes and hair flew backwards together.

Su Heng also closed his eyes at this moment, as if he couldn't stand it, and as if he was experiencing something.

Seeing Su Heng's appearance, Nan Ting ignored him and turned around to leave.

However, he had just taken a few steps when he heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, but he didn't care.

At his level, listening to the sound and distinguishing the position, or hearing the strength in the fist style, is simply trivial.

The power of Su Heng's punch is good, but that's all.

It's like *** awesome, right? But if you can't hit the target, it's useless.

"Smack!"

But just as he took two more steps, a crisp voice came from behind him, which made him pause.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he always feels that Su Heng has mastered a few points of the door with this punch.

Is it just possible?

Dacheng demonstrated it once, demonstrated it himself twice, and then tried it a few times by himself, and then he learned it?

Yes, it must be too old to hear it wrong.

Nan Ting comforted himself in his heart.

But when he took two more steps, there was another 'snap' sound behind him, although it was much quieter than the sound just now, but this was more authentic, because this was a subtle manifestation of the beginning of the control of power.

When Su Heng punched out, without any sound, even if the wind was strong and small, he could do whatever he wanted, this punch was completed.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind him again, but there was only fist wind, not the sound of power penetrating.

Nan Ting finally couldn't help it and suddenly turned around.

At this time, Su Heng closed his eyes and took another step.

Nan Ting clearly saw that an invisible qi rose from the soles of Su Heng's feet, penetrated his whole body, and finally fused with the power of his body itself, and he punched out.

"Buzz!"

The space shook faintly, but it didn't have that crisp sound, and it didn't bring a strong wind, but the power of this punch far exceeded the previous punches, and it also exceeded the strongest punch that Su Heng could play.

Next to him, Dacheng looked dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe the facts he saw in front of him.

Even Nan Ting couldn't help but blink his eyes, looking like a ghost.

At this time, Su Heng finally opened his eyes, and there was a trace of joy and a trace of majesty flashing in them.

Just now, he tried to see Nan Ting's punch with the vision of the eye of reincarnation, especially when he hit him, the eye of reincarnation seemed to have completely absorbed that punch.

It's a bit inappropriate to say that it is absorbed, that is, it seems to have been copied 100% perfectly, and then transformed into his own thing, which is deeply imprinted in his mind, and he can't forget it.

Even when he began to try to punch with this feeling, he found that it was unexpectedly good, as if his head had been opened, and he found the point at once.

After three consecutive punches, he completely absorbed and mastered the true meaning of Nan Ting's punch.

This was a strange journey, which brought Su Heng different feelings, and also allowed him to find a shortcut that was exclusive to him.

If he can copy all of Nan Ting's skills, he can definitely greatly improve his mundane skills, even if he doesn't have the first year of junior high school, his combat effectiveness will not decrease much, but will increase.

However, this ability cannot be completely copied, and if he is not qualified enough, he obviously cannot do it.

Even this is still the basic ability of the eye of reincarnation, which belongs to samsara.

It's like seeing things through the eyes of the dead, but the essence is the same.

"I've got a punch, please advise."

Su Heng said, took a step forward gently, and punched Nan Ting.

This punch did not have earth-shattering momentum, nor did it bring the slightest wind, and even the movements were not fast, a bit like an elderly person playing Tai Chi.

But Nan Ting, who faced this punch in person, was like a great enemy, and even instinctively took a step back and made a vigilant look.

Because only he can understand how terrible the threat brought by Su Heng's punch is.

Originally, Su Heng's strength was very strong, even stronger than him, but at this moment, with the help of the power of the earth, the power of his punch was far greater than before.

What's more, Su Heng's punch obviously integrated all the essence and spirit into it, giving people a feeling that there is nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide, and even unable to resist in the sky and on the ground.

However, at the moment when the strength was spit out, Su Heng deviated slightly, almost brushing Nan Ting's body and hitting it.

Two meters away, a precious flower planted by Nanting was seedled, and the flowers that were originally the size of a bowl and were in full bloom were scattered and shattered.

At this time, it happened to be blown by the wind, and it suddenly boiled, enveloping Nan Ting inside.

"Good, good."

Nan Ting looked at Su Heng and said through gritted teeth, he didn't know if he praised Su Heng's ability or pointed out something else.

"Boss Su, your punch is more powerful than Uncle Nan."

Dacheng said honestly on the side, and the title of Boss Su was learned by him from Gao Xiaojun.

"No lunch today."

Nan Ting glared at Dacheng angrily, and the latter immediately came to his senses, his neck shrunk, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

"The main thing is to teach well, I'm just drawing a scoop from a gourd." Su Heng said humbly.

He is not stupid, how can he not see that Nan Ting is on the verge of breaking out, but his words are clearly adding fuel to the fire.

"Draw a scoop with a gourd? Okay, if you have the ability, you can do another one. ”

Nan Ting was stimulated and seemed to be a little anxious.

Immediately, he pulled out his posture and threw a set of punches in the courtyard, and with a strange footwork, his figure was fast and slow, pulling out shadows that were difficult to guess.

Because you see him coming from the left, but the fist appears on the right.

You think he's going to back off, but all of a sudden he appears in front of you.

Even many movements are contrary to normal laws, and every punch is just right with the help of the power of the earth, especially coherently, so that the power of his fist continues to rise.

When the last punch was thrown, the concrete wall two meters away shook, and then there was a faint fist mark.

(Chapter 1!) ）