This was the most depressing battle Roger has ever had since he practiced martial arts.

Every time he wanted to fight back, Chu Nan always preemptively changed his moves like a prophet. Moreover, every time Chu Nan attacked, he directly hit his weakness, forcing him to change his tactics to deal with it.

Roger was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, but there was nothing he could do.

Originally, he was still ready to rely on his internal breath to be far stronger than Chu Nan, and then fight back after Chu Nan was tired, but who knew that Chu Nan seemed to be getting braver and braver the more he fought, not only did he not see the slightest sign of exhaustion, but the strength of each punch was stronger than before.

On the contrary, because he was always passive defensive, his qi and blood were surging, and his qi was consumed extremely quickly.

Roger didn't know that in the tens of thousands of battles in the virtual space, Chu Nan was basically facing internal level powerhouses and D-level fierce beasts whose real strength was much stronger than himself, and in these tens of thousands of battles, he had already learned how to use the least amount of strength to get the maximum results, so although the fierce battle has been so far, Chu Nan has not consumed much.

What's more, in the midst of this battle, Chu Nan used the three moves and twelve styles of Hong's long fist again and again, and gradually, he had already begun to comprehend something.

Originally, every time he used these three moves and twelve styles, he strictly followed the perfect posture he obtained based on data analysis, but in real battles, it was impossible for him to do it so perfectly every time, and there would always be some changes in posture due to the situation.

There were many times like this, and Chu Nan was forced to make some corrections through data analysis while changing his posture to make the power of this punch as much as possible.

And after doing this more often, Chu Nan gradually found that he was no longer limited to those three moves and twelve styles.

In the beginning, every punch he struck would be associated with the three moves and twelve styles, but later, he had long forgotten those three moves and twelve moves.

He knew that if he struck this punch and proposed this kick, he had to exert the most powerful power.

At this time, he immediately remembered the tens of thousands of battles he had fought in the virtual space.

In those tens of thousands of battles that were even more fierce than now, how could he stick to what posture?

Thinking of this, Chu Nan suddenly had a hint of realization in his heart.

Endless data emerged in his mind, and Chu Nan's body changed accordingly.

No matter which punch or kick, the body has naturally adjusted, so that this punch and kick can always exert almost all of the physical strength.

Later, every attack of Chu Nan seemed to be smooth, extremely smooth and natural.

"It turns out that this is the so-called intention, then the fist is there, and if you feel it, you will punch it."

Suddenly, a punch was struck, and Chu Nan felt that the dantian moved, and a trace of internal breath arose from the dantian, and instantly left on the right fist through the meridians in the body.

"Peng—"

Roger was so punched by this punch that he couldn't help but take several steps back.

Chu Nan couldn't help but be stunned, the force of his punch just now exceeded 600 kilograms!

According to his physical strength, it would be impossible to achieve such a terrifying strength if he relied solely on muscle strength.

The reason why it would cause such a strong power was naturally because his punch mobilized the internal breath in the dantian.

And being able to mobilize internal breath to help each other at will in battle is something that only a martial artist who has reached the internal breath level can master!

"Could it be that I somehow became an internal level martial artist?" Chu Nan was stunned in his heart, but he knew that this was somewhat impossible.

With his current physical* strength, he is at most equivalent to a third-order hegemon-level martial artist, how could he break through the hegemonic level and become an internal breath-level martial artist.

At this time, Roger had already fought back again, Chu Nan didn't have time to think about it, took a step forward, and punched out again.

This punch is no coincidence, and it happens to be exactly the same as the posture of Hong's long fist's second move and second style retreat jab.

With a punch, Chu Nan only felt that an internal breath in the dantian rushed out, flowing into the meridians of his right arm in an instant.

"Boom-"

Under Chu Nan's precise calculations, the angle of this punch was extremely clever, just breaking through Roger's defense, forcing him to withdraw his attacking fists in embarrassment to block his chest.

However, Chu Nan's punch was helped by internal breath, and suddenly burst out with a terrifying power of up to 768.346768 kilograms, and Roger was defenseless, and was hit by Chu Nan's punch, and was immediately knocked out like a sack.

Roger's body fell heavily to the ground, rolling backwards dozens of times in a row before being stopped by a pair of hands.

"I actually hurt Young Master Jie, brothers, go on, abolish him!"

Seeing that more than a dozen people suddenly appeared on the opposite side, all of them were athletic, and it was obvious that their martial arts skills were good, Chu Nan was suddenly startled.

"Damn, somehow someone came to attack me, and now there is such a group of people besieging me, who am I going to provoke!"

Chu Nan scolded secretly, with a strong foot, a trace of internal breath poked out, and his body rushed towards the more than ten people like an arrow, and then forcibly found the gap between the fists and sticks of more than ten people, kicked over, and kicked one of them out.

Taking advantage of the gap exposed by this person's kicking, Chu Nan's body tilted, dodged and broke into the underground exit behind the more than ten people, and ran wildly, leaving these people behind him in an instant.

As soon as he came to the ground, Chu Nan looked back, but saw that the dozen or so people who were chasing behind him just now had disappeared.

It seems that because there are too many people on the ground, they also have scruples in broad daylight.

Chu Nan frowned and thought as he walked towards the door of the venue.

"It's weird, that guy just now is much stronger than my opponent in the virtual space, at least he should be a higher-level internal breath-level martial artist. When did I offend a master of this level? ”

Contacting the more than a dozen men in black who were also not weak in the future, it can be clearly seen that this ambush was definitely premeditated, and these guys were still organized.

"Who have I offended lately?" Chu Nan thought carefully about his recent experience, and finally a human face appeared in his mind. "Luo Li! It's definitely him! Except for the Luo family, a famous martial arts family on Xiyun Star, where did others find so many masters. ”

Thinking of this, Chu Nan suddenly felt furious in his heart.

He just injured Luo Li in the academy qualifying tournament, and he would be so viciously retaliated by the Luo family!

The internal breath-level martial artist just now was extremely ruthless, although it didn't seem like he wanted his life, but the moves were all to abolish him directly.

Chu Nan squeezed his fist hard, making a clicking sound.

"Hey, Chu Nan, your kid is finally here, and you're waiting for us to death." Dong Fang's voice suddenly sounded in front of him, but it was Chu Nan who had already walked to the door of the venue and was seen by the sharp-eyed Dong Fang first.

Chu Nan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and greeted him with a smile on his face.