"Planting lotus in the fire!"

God's long eyebrows trembled, and a terrifying sound wave roared out, and the figure pounced like a violent ape, his fists flashed, and the shot was his killing move, hitting Zhang Sanfeng's temples.

He saw clearly that these students who had entered the Heavenly Academy before him were much stronger than him, and he had to burst out with twelve points of strength.

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't dodge or dodge, without any fancy play, and directly met it with a punch.

The two fists collided, first with a slamming muscle fight, and then collided three or four times in a row, making a sound like steel colliding.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ······

The god retreated violently, and every step he took made a huge sonic boom on the ground above his feet.

"Who are you?"

God's face was horrified, Zhang Sanfeng not only did not retreat, but took a step forward, his fist growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, and smashed into his chest.

This person seems to have used Tai Chi just now.

Bang!

God hurriedly blocked with one arm, and with a touch, God's body shook a little.

Zhang Sanfeng took another half step forward and smashed it with a straight punch.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ·······

It's just that this time the fists were too dense, dense, like rocks hitting the shore, locking God's whole body.

Then everyone in the audience saw that Zhang Sanfeng kept punching forward, and God kept blocking and retreating.

Moreover, something shocking happened, and a drop of bright red blood slipped down from God's two long eyebrows.

"Tick~"

This drop of blood was like a signal, and God's eyebrows were like drops of water from the eaves, dripping to the ground.

After a while, everyone in the audience felt a smell of blood in the air.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" ······

Zhang Sanfeng's face remained unchanged, but his punches became faster and faster, more and more fierce, and his strength became more and more majestic.

"I feel that Master is getting more and more... I liked fighting. ”

Offstage, Zhang Cuishan was so engrossed that he couldn't help but sigh.

He had seen his master make a few moves, especially against masters with a certain strength, showing that he had never been domineering and fierce before.

"How can it be so strong?"

"How could he beat Tai Chi so strongly?"

"Who the hell is this guy?"

Zhang Sanfeng's every punch seems simple, but God knows how subtle every punch he throws.

The Taoist in front of him seems to have comprehended Taijiquan to a kind of supernatural realm, simplifying into complexity, integrating rigidity and softness, as long as he can't block a punch, he may be killed.

"I ·······"

God wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't speak, and his breath would disperse as soon as he opened his mouth, and he couldn't stop Zhang Sanfeng's stormy fists at all.

In order to block Zhang Sanfeng's fist, he burned his qi and blood, and every time he breathed, his qi and blood became a little thinner, and his foundation was weakened a little.

If it was in the Dragon and Snake World, he would be beaten to death by Zhang Sanfeng, and he would not bow his head and admit defeat.

However, this is the Academy of Heavens, where the true gods exist, and there is a bright avenue ahead, and he is reluctant to die.

"Bang!"

Just then, God suddenly rolled on a donkey, and then shouted with his head in his hands.

"How is this the end of this battle?"

"If you beat me again, you can't beat me today, I will beat your apprentice once, I will beat him once."

Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji, "······".

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't hesitate and punched God in the chest.

"Dare to threaten to beat my apprentice in front of me, really be Zhang Sanfeng good-tempered."

Zhang Sanfeng not only used his fist to attack this time, but also turned his hundred-year-old pure yang internal force into wisps of dark energy into God's body, and even used spiritual attacks.

As long as the other party does not surrender and he does not beat the other party to death, he has no responsibility at all.

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

God was stunned.

Is he fighting with Zhang Sanfeng?

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

God spat out a mouthful of blood and said with a dull face.

He finally knew why he couldn't feel the surging qi and blood in Zhang Sanfeng's body, because the other party had already returned to the basics, and he couldn't see through it if he didn't want to see it.

The person in front of him not only cultivated internal strength, but also Zhang Sanfeng, who created his own Taijiquan, how could he be an opponent?

"God, you are here for the first time today, and I don't know what your strength is, so I must go to Shaolin Temple today to try it."

At this moment, Li Xunhuan spoke.

"Who are you?"

God said with a confused expression.

"I am the teacher of the junior class, and I am temporarily responsible for managing the students in the junior class."

Li Xunhuan spoke, and then used the teacher card to contact the abbot of the Shaolin Temple in the Condor World, "God went to the trial today, he himself is very confident in his strength, you can extend the trial time, and there is no problem for two or three hours." ”

god，“······”。

The teacher of the beginner class?

Isn't that his teacher?

Although I don't know what the Shaolin Temple Trial represents, God, however, has a very bad premonition.

Moreover, he is now seriously injured.

"You didn't see the strength I just showed······"

Before God finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Li Xunhuan, "I was just thinking about the problem, the difference between monkeys and people, and I forgot to observe the surrounding situation for a while. ”

god，“······”。

"It's over?"

At this moment, a figure that was very familiar to God appeared.

Tang Zichen!

He has always wanted to assassinate Tang Zichen, but as a result, Tang Zichen relied on the spiritual realm of 'not seeing or hearing, feeling danger and avoiding it', every time he didn't get close to Tang Zichen, the other party sensed it and avoided his assassination in advance.

"Teacher Tang, the exchange between students has ended."

Li Xunhuan smiled slightly.

"Since it's over, then I'll arrange a cultivation course for the students of the national art system, in addition to the daily cultivation, as long as Zhang Zhenren is free, I will try to arrange for you and Zhang Zhenren to practice once a day."

"You should cherish the opportunity to learn from Zhang Zhenren, he has too many things for you to learn."

Tang Zichen didn't seem to know what had just happened, and said with a serious face.

The reason why they practice national arts is because the aura is thin, and there will be no achievements in cultivating internal strength.

And Zhang Sanfeng is also because of the thinness of the aura, the cultivation of internal force has reached the top, he created a Taijiquan similar to internal force and similar to national arts, he wants to cultivate immortals.

god，“·······”。

"By the way, you have to get along with Zhang Zhenren."

"The dean has already spoken, as long as Zhang Zhenren cultivates the martial arts major textbook [Jiuyang True Scripture] of the junior class to the consummation realm, he will become the head teacher of the junior class."

"Getting along well with your homeroom teacher is good for your future."

Tang Zichen seemed to suddenly think of something and added.

god，“·······”。

Zhang Sanfeng's future homeroom teacher?

Li Xunhuan, who was scolded by him for being a monkey, is a teacher?

Tang Zichen, who was constantly assassinated by him, was a teacher?