Chapter Seventy-Three: Practice

Soon, the fanatic answered Wang Yangming's question with his own practical actions.

"Boy, wipe your saliva ......," came the maniac's hoarse voice, as if it had been sharpened by a file.

By the time Wang Yangming turned around, the madman had already taken off his shirt, and it turned out that his scars were not only on his face, but all over his body, and they looked hideous and terrifying.

And at this moment, this hideous beast was staring at him with a hungry face, and that expression seemed to be ready to start fighting!

"Don't! Crazy teacher, people have been tortured all morning and haven't recovered yet!" Wang Yangming hurriedly said!

"Do you think the enemy will give you the opportunity to prepare? Boy, I will control my strength at the Bronze 2nd Order, and we will decide the winner by skill alone, and take the move!"

The figure of the madman in front of him rushed in, Wang Yangming quickly entered the state, since he couldn't hide, let's take a look, and see how strong the apprentice that my father trained back then!

The madman looked at Wang Yangming's hands shining with golden light, but he was not shocked and laughed, there was no trace of genetic power on his body, and he actually had to rely on a body of muscles to resist Wang Yangming's diamond iron palm!

At this time, the strength of the madman was suppressed by him at the bronze 2nd level, if he was rashly beaten like this, it would not be good, Wang Yangming was puzzled, and suddenly the figure of the madman flashed, and at the moment when he was about to touch him, the person had disappeared in place!! not good!

Wang Yangming hurriedly retracted his efforts to change his moves, but it turned out to be too late. The madman was already behind him, and a pair of iron palms were already pressed against the back of his head!

A loud brain bang hit him in the head!

I'll go! Wang Yangming covered the back of his head and hurriedly jumped away! Although it didn't hurt very much, it made Wang Yangming feel embarrassed, how old he was, and he was still being teased like this!

Cassie looked at the student in front of him expressionlessly, and said coldly: "It's too slow! Looking at your palm power just now, your physical fitness level should have far exceeded the Bronze 2nd Order, but at least 50% of the process of making moves was wasted, come back!"

Hmph! After Wang Yangming was knocked on the wrist like a child, the momentum of not admitting defeat in his heart came up!

Isn't it just to reduce the distribution of combat skills and strengthen the ** strength, this move, when the master fought Chu Xiong, he would have done it!

"Come again!"

Wang Yangming shouted, and his figure rushed up again, this time, he did not rush to condense spiritual power to release combat skills at the beginning, but used most of his spiritual power to strengthen muscle strength.

In an instant, his speed was nearly doubled, and he pressed towards the madman with a swift wind.

A flash of surprise flashed in the maniac's eyes! He only pointed out the problem of his last attack superficially, and this time, his speed was already like two people!

The distribution of genetic power was originally an extremely mysterious skill in battle, and many people have been famous for many years, and they will only directly invoke the energy in their bodies to hurt people like a wild bull.

And the delicate way of using it, I also got Wang Chongyang's guidance at the beginning, and I just got a glimpse of the way!

And this kid is obviously impossible to be taught by his Lao Tzu, because when Wang Chongyang disappeared, he was only a 6-year-old doll, and the flexible transformation and use of the power in his body that he showed in front of him seemed to have a little experience!

You know, for a madman, the most proud thing is his experience in the teleportation and release of power, and many of his one-hit killer tricks are based on this technique.

Originally, he planned to spend a whole day teaching Wang Yangming to master this skill, but who knows, this kid turned out to be self-taught!

The tiger father has no dog son! The madman can only sigh in his heart!

However, this is not enough! A sneer appeared on the corner of the maniac's mouth, and he actually stretched out a palm to meet Wang Yangming's attack!

Wang Yangming completely took out the strength of the bronze 2nd order, and every iron fist was like a heavy hammer, smashing on Cassie's palm!

However, what Wang Yangming was puzzled about was that the maniac didn't seem to have any strength in his hands, but when his fist touched him, he always felt like he was smashed on a steel plate, and he was shocked and hurt!

The madman watched the young man in front of him keep waving his fists, but he couldn't break through his defense, how similar this scene was to 13 years ago!

"Is that all that you have the strength? Obviously, everyone is at the same level! Look at your cowardice, haven't you eaten milk in the morning! Give Lao Tzu a hard time!" The madman returned Wang Chongyang's words of teasing him to his children with a cold face, but he was secretly screaming in his heart!

Wang Yangming listened to the provocation of this style that was not at all like that of a madman instructor, as if he saw his father's smug smiling face through the scarred figure in front of him, and his heart was on fire for a while!

There has been no news for 10 years! Now he is bullying his son through his apprentice! You stinky father!

Hey, he completely released his strength, gathered on a punch, it actually reached the power of the bronze 3rd order, the whistling fist wind had already blown the maniac's scattered short hair, and the power of that punch was even more overwhelming, and it was bound to repel the maniac's flesh palm with one blow!

When the madman saw Wang Yangming's sudden exertion, he praised in his heart, good boy, he still dares to hide his strength at this time! This fist is definitely at the level of the Bronze 3rd Order! But this power is still too scattered!

I only heard the maniac shout in a low voice, "Break!"

His originally open palm suddenly clenched into a fist, accumulating strength with a slightly invisible fist closing action, and then met Wang Yangming's fist, the distance between the front and back was less than 10 centimeters!

However, when Wang Yangming touched this obviously uncharged fist, the whole person seemed to have crashed into a speeding truck, and the huge impact force made him instantly leave the ground with his feet off the ground, and slid straight straight on the ground for a distance of more than ten meters before stopping!

Wang Yangming's face was shocked!

What kind of power is this?

Why was such a huge burst of energy able to be generated in that short distance?

"That's it! That's it for today's exercise!"

The madman already has a general grasp of Wang Yangming's strength! And he doesn't plan to interfere too much with Wang Yangming's own combat skill level, the road of martial arts is already something that he has explored step by step!

And what he wants to teach Wang Yangming is mainly two points.

One is a set of the most effective use of body energy, if used reasonably, it can completely challenge strong opponents.

The second is the mentality of being a special soldier, which is not yet the time.

The madman turned his back and coldly hooked his finger at Wang Yangming: "Follow me!" said that, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the warehouse!

The two of them came to a small clearing at the back of the warehouse, which was empty, but there were two huge cans of metal oil!

The oil canister itself is made of extremely common alloys, and the thickness is only two or three centimeters thin, but the size is amazing, more than two meters high, and the diameter is more than one meter five, enough to hold several adults!

Wang Yangming seemed to be still immersed in the artistic conception of the explosive punch before the madman at this moment, and it was not until the madman coldly assigned his homework that he came back to his senses......

"Give you two days, you have to slap this oil can through it!" the maniac explained his training goals!

"Penetrate the oil tank!" Wang Yangming looked at the maniac suspiciously, such a thin can, with his current level, I am afraid that he can beat it with one punch with all his strength, will it take two days?

"Standard, I'll only do it once! Look!" Wang Yangming was not given time to think at all, and the fanatic had already set up a posture in front of the oil tank.

I saw him sink his waist and raise a palm, only one palm from the edge of the oil tank, less than 10 centimeters away!

Drink! Hear Cassie's burst of cheers! The front foot slammed on the ground, and the power of the back foot was transmitted through the waist, and the power of the genes in the body instantly condensed in the palm, and with a pop, the 3 cm thick metal jar was as fragile as a layer of tissue paper, and it broke in response!

I'll go! Isn't this the way the instructor punched me with a punch just now! Wang Yangming had already engraved the scene just now in his mind, and he had already begun to play it back and figure it out countless times at this moment!

And the madman, having turned his back, walked out without saying a word, with slow steps!