Half a month later, in the villa, in the underground training ground, there was a banging sound.

"Pang Xiao!"

With an angry roar, the silver spear in An An's hand stabbed straight like a meteor.

Pang Xiao's figure flashed, his arm shook the tip of the gun, and with a snap, the silver gun was shaken away, and at the same time, his footsteps approached, and one hand was silently pointed at his wrist, silent, extremely delicate.

An An's hand was numb, and his movements stopped for a moment, and then Pang Xiao stepped forward with two fingers and pointed at his middle chest.

Syllable!

His body couldn't help but take a few steps back, his body was crooked, and he almost fell.

Around, there are three more people.

Bear!

The flames exploded, and a huge ball of fire shot out behind Pang Xiao, he didn't even look at it, he stretched out his hand, and a ghost claw was launched directly, colliding with the flames.

The gray death gas consumed the fiery red flames, canceling them out.

Zhang Zhaohe stammered left and right, and the sword light was horizontal, and the palm wind sounded.

Pang Xiao's body rotated, his left hand turned into a serpentine and climbed straight up Zhang Zhao's thin sword, his five fingers pointed at Zhang Zhao's forearm, and his right hand was pulled, pushing away the palm that was attacked by the small stammer, and it was another point.

"Drink!"

His five fingers changed into palms, and he pushed them to both sides, and a majestic momentum spread, pushing the two of them out.

"Ahhh

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Star Thorn!

Pang Xiao stood in place, waiting for the silver spear to be close at hand, his body and mind suddenly moved, and a black afterimage appeared under his feet, and his figure disappeared suddenly, and he could only see some dark footsteps and shadows flashing around him very quickly.

Shadow Walk!

In an instant, he flashed in front of An An, and a punch was imprinted on An An's chest, which was also silent, An An's body trembled, fell crookedly, and lay on the ground panting continuously.

Around, each of the three has different physical attrition.

"Don't fight, can't move."

An An let go of the silver spear, making a crunch on the metal floor, and gasped.

Pang Xiao nodded, then put away his figure, stood up straight and glanced around, "An An, your military skills are good, but your strength is not enough, let's boil up more." ”

"Leyi, rely less on the bloodline, except for the bloodline, you are simply useless, you must strengthen the exercise of qigong."

"Zhang Zhao, the speed of light is not enough, and it lacks explosive power."

"Zhang Xiabing, the reaction is too fast, the physical skills are insufficient, let's enhance my skills."

He commented on them one by one.

"Do you think anyone is as perverted as you, you can learn whatever you want, it's quite hard to practice a martial art, I'm a little struggling now."

An An said unhappily: "What kind of physical skills have you practiced recently, not to mention that the speed is so fast, how can you fight people to make people feel weak, I feel like my heart is going to stop with that punch." ”

The little stammerer nodded in agreement, and the little point just now made her hand unable to exert any strength at all.

"Tiangang Beidou Fist?"

It was the well-informed Zhang Zhao who said slowly.

The corners of Pang Xiao's mouth hooked, and he nodded: "That's right, it's this assassination fist." ”

Pang Xiao obtained four martial arts from the Tibetan Scripture Hall, in addition to Kaiyingbu, B-level physical technique Tiangang Beidou Fist, E-level Qigong Bullet Skill, and B-level Qigong Ground Thrust. Among them, Tiangang Beidou Fist is the most special, because it is an assassination boxing method.

Ordinary martial arts are mostly to investigate powerful destructive power, targeting all non-human objects.

And Tiangang Beidou Fist is not very powerful at all, the reason why it is rated as B-level is because it is aimed at the human body, and through the practice of this physical technique, it produces special strength and attacks the vital points of the human body.

Only for people, not for beasts, pure magic fist.

Learning this martial art Pang Xiao is also exquisite, in terms of lethality, the secret pattern effect plus the newly learned qigong is enough, but it will be ten competitions soon, and this special martial art has great convenience in terms of people.

However, this martial art is also really difficult to learn, the premise is to be familiar with the meridians and acupoints of the human body, and at the same time turn all this into instinct, and it is very time-consuming to point the strength generated by Tiangang Beidou Fist. Rao is that he is a cultivator, and in the past half a month, this physical technique has only just started.

It was more than half a month of practice, and I happened to be out of the customs on this day, so I had a fight with the four of them, and pointed out their shortcomings by the way.

Judging from Pang Xiao's current vision, it is still standard enough to guide people who are only in the E-level realm.

These four people were not the slightest surprised by Pang Xiao's strength, because they all knew that he only cultivated in addition to cultivation.

People who work hard are respectable.

And people who work hard but are talented, that's terrifying.

Pang Xiao is that terrifying monster level!

The genius of the geniuses, the elite of the elite, is called a monster.

Fortunately, in this era of capable people, monsters also have the same kind, so they will not be regarded as aliens.

There are stronger monsters waiting for him to chase and surpass.

"Bell bell bell—"

Outside suddenly remembered the tight bell, Pang Xiao frowned, this is the bell of everyone in the school in a hurry, even if it is the freshman ceremony, there is no such bell, something big has happened.

"Quiz? Probably not. ”

Pang Xiao thought about it, shook his head, and smiled, no matter what, he would know if he went.

The bell in the academy rang loudly, and in the square, whether it was a first-year freshman or a fifth-year student who was about to graduate, everyone arrived here.

It looks distinct.

The higher you are, the fewer you are.

By the fifth grade, there were just over a hundred people, like a trapezoid.

"Pang Xiao, it's Pang Xiao!"

At this time, whether it is the first grade or the fifth grade, they all have a momentary side-eye.

I saw five figures slowly coming from the side.

Pang Xiao took the lead, his hands were in his jacket pockets, and the position of his chin and mouth was covered by a high round collar (Tianwu clothing can refer to the uniform of the Yin Chao cadre in the King of Fighters), and the black Tianwu uniform had a unique temperament on him, walking slowly, attracting people's attention.

Half a month ago, he was undefeated in Ren Tian, and his reputation spread throughout the academy, and from the beginning, the reputation of the rookie king, which only spread in the lower grades, became a big hit in one fell swoop.

It will definitely become the existence of ten songs in the future!

Many first-year freshmen are secretly asking whether Pang Xiao has founded an association, so that they can join in now, and when Pang Xiao develops in the future, they are all sufficient resources.

Zhang Zhao also proposed this matter, but Pang Xiao didn't take it seriously, his interest was in the growth of martial arts, not this kind of naïve gang.

Pang Xiao and the others walked over, and everyone automatically separated a road, except for the fifth-grade students and a few rebellious, Pang Xiao's front was separated by a road, which was clearly pointed directly to the stage.

On the ring, a column of figures slowly walked up.

Seeing them, the commotion gradually subsided.

With Jiang Yin and Yang as the first on the left, all the way to the right, a total of ten, each of them, or rebellious, or hideous, or disdainful, or lazy.

But unified, they are all strong.

Tianwu, ten songs!