Chapter 8 I see, thank you very much

Suddenly, I felt that the chest injury was being sensed by a sensitive mind like Wang Junsheng, and it was constantly repairing in a direction that was slowly getting better.

This slow repair was really felt in Wang Junsheng's mind, and he suddenly felt extremely excited and excited in his heart.

This is almost against the sky!

As long as it does not endanger life or cause the super to fail, the body will always be in the process of repairing itself, and the speed depends on the degree of development of the super and the severity of the injury.

It is worth noting that each repair is more tenacious and tenacious than the last one.

This is equivalent to experiencing a body baptism.

Wang Junsheng was suddenly overjoyed and overjoyed, and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "So that's the case, then thank you!" ”。

Then Wang Junsheng held the baton in his hand tighter, and then swung it a few more times, forcing out your various tricks and then counterattacking according to your moves, consuming you alive.

Wang Junsheng now felt that his chest was fine, and it was obvious that the super energy had preliminarily repaired the pain.

At this time, he subconsciously rubbed and touched his chest gently, as if comforting the hard work and fatigue it had just suffered.

At this time, a punch was swung out, and Shang Fang, who hit Wang Junsheng's chest, finally saw his face clearly when he saw Wang Junsheng who flew out, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It turns out that you are still a rookie!" ”。

It was another easy move to put down Wang Junsheng, and he didn't feel any strange or suspicious about it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Junsheng was blasted out of internal organs and vomited blood, and he was amazed that his small life was really big.

Shang Fang frowned slightly, and walked towards Wang Junsheng with some impatience, wanting to make up for him, who called him so annoying.

Shang Fang just took a few steps forward, only to see that Wang Junsheng was actually like a nobody, he stood up again, and held the baton in his hand tightly, it seemed that he wanted to fight against himself.

Shang Fang frowned, exhaled, and muttered in his heart, he really lived the hell, he was really not afraid of death.

Well, if you want to find death, I will fulfill you.

Shang Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a breath and then flew up and kicked at Wang Junsheng's chest again.

This time, he shot out about six successful forces, obviously a ruthless hand, hoping to kick Wang Junsheng and his internal organs ruptured and vomited a lot of blood.

Wang Junsheng had already seen the sharpness of the other party's flying legs, his pupils contracted, and he didn't dare to move forward when he stood up.

Then he covered his chest with his left hand, and his right hand tried to slash at the base of his thigh at a superb angle.

Wang Junsheng's idea is actually sinister and bold enough, the other party's flying legs have already kicked out, and it is coming in an instant.

It's not easy for you to avoid it, and you can swing it directly at the base of his thigh, and you need to be strong enough.

When Shang Fang's flying leg was still about an inch away from his body, Wang Junsheng actually dodged away with an agile pace, one side of his body.

Unexpectedly, he has a quick mind and a little more flexibility.

It's just that it's still not a little worse than a real martial arts cultivator, it's more of a sense of fancy and unrealistic, after all, it lacks the support of internal force.

Shang Fang was also shocked when he saw that Wang Junsheng was able to skillfully dodge his body, and hurriedly made a chain leg and kicked Wang Junsheng's arm.

Wang Junsheng was hit by his arm and foot, and his body suddenly shook, and his right hand, which was holding the baton, couldn't help but hit Shang Fang's thigh.

Unexpectedly, like the last time the baton blocked the hand knife that came to the chop, the baton was still shocked back alive, and then the tiger's mouth was numb, and the baton in his hand came out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Wang Junsheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he was shocked, and rushed forward with a fist with his left hand protecting his chest, smashing it on Shang Fang's chest.

Regarding the blows to Wang Junsheng's thighs and chest, who had no martial arts, Shang Fang only felt a little bit of pain, but his muscles and bones were not in the way at all.

He was just curious about how Wang Junsheng, as an ordinary person, could have such skills and physical fitness, be able to dodge his flying legs, not to mention, and fight back tenaciously.

Shang Fang couldn't help but say, the hand knife slashed again, and Wang Junsheng, who no longer had a baton in his hand, drew a scoop on the gourd, and also imitated Shang Fang's hand knife to slash over.

With a bang, the two "knives" met in the air, and the moment the two hands touched, Wang Junsheng felt that his right hand was like a piece of iron.

His right hand "clicked", and it was torn and broken in extreme pain.

At the moment when the two of them touched their hands just now, the machine spirit in Wang Junsheng's mind suddenly discovered some clues.

Originally, it thought that with the current level of Wang Junsheng's super ability, it did not have the ability, but it found that Wang Junsheng had signs of copying the other party's skills, and he didn't know what the actual situation was, and he urgently needed proof.

So the machine spirit immediately sent a message to Wang Junsheng:

"I'm afraid of pain, hold on, I'll keep touching him later, it's best to palm him up, I can see that your super power can already replicate his skills. Come on! ”

Hearing the encouragement of the machine spirit descending from the sky, Wang Junsheng was suddenly overjoyed, and thought, it seems that as long as you don't die and fight a protracted battle with the other party, the winning side will be on my side sooner or later.

Wang Junsheng couldn't help but snickered for a while, and also felt sorry for Shangfang a little.

A good young man doesn't want to learn well, whether he sings or dances, but he learns what to steal, and when you meet me, you have to ask for more blessings.

Just when Shang Fang was surprised, puzzled, and confused by Wang Junsheng's ability to resist fighting and tenacious will, Wang Junsheng's body was once again repaired intact.

Wang Junsheng's body is much more tenacious than just now.

But when he saw that Wang Junsheng's left hand was now waving and spinning in circles as if nothing was happening, eager to try, he was surprised and wanted to eat his tongue and scolded you - is he the reincarnation of a demon!

Shang Fang scolded Wang Junsheng fiercely, and scolded:

"You are special, Lao Tzu's subordinates are merciful, and you don't kill anyone, but you treat it as child's play. Now I'm not going to play with you, just jump, see how high you can jump? ”

This time, he was lucky with both palms, and a large amount of dantian internal force was concentrated in his palms, revealing hideous eyes, and it was fiercely issued at the same time, hitting Wang Junsheng, thinking that now you will be crippled if you don't die.

I didn't want to see Wang Junsheng but he was like being funny, and he also waved two palms in a similar way, and he actually hit each other.

When Wang Junsheng saw Shang Fang's palms hit out, he also trembled in his heart, fearing that he would have broken his hands and limbs and vomit blood to death.

I silently said in my heart: "Everyone, don't blame me, I did my best!" ”

Just when he was hesitating and fearing whether to match his palm, at this critical moment, a message came from the machine spirit: "Give him a match, I will come out and put you on top of him for a while, and at this moment, I will copy his skills for you."

When Wang Junsheng heard the words of the instrument, it was like the sound of heaven, and he was simply ecstatic and overjoyed.