Wu Feng took a deep breath and slowly stretched out a palm, bending, his gaze like electricity.

In front of it hangs sandbags made of nano materials, specially designed for martial artists to practice boxing, and their toughness far exceeds that of alloy.

"Whew", he punched suddenly, the Gang Qi in the body took the lead in moving, in the meridians, especially when it comes to the rapid movement of the meridians within the reach of the dragon pressure fist, the violent Gang Qi in the air python under the pull of the air python, quickly shuttled, as violent as a tsunami, hurricane, in Wu Feng's meridians turned over the river and the sea.

A faint golden light suddenly flashed on his fists, and he danced with a spirit that seemed to be like substance.

Bang!

A heavy bang slammed on the sandbag, and the sandbag made a muffled sound, and the power was not small.

Bang! Bang!

smashed three punches in a row, and three explosions broke out, and then faster and faster, the pale golden light on the fist became more and more refined, and the power gradually increased, bang! bang!

The fist was like a heavy hammer smashed on the big drum, knocking out a thunderous sound, and every punch was smashed, a circle of air waves were swinged, and the fist power was more than 10,000 kilograms, which was far beyond his previous strength.

"Huh"

Just after Wu Feng smashed nearly a hundred punches in a row, he suddenly opened his eyes angrily, his essence was shining, he shouted in a low voice, and suddenly turned into an afterimage and jumped up, the whole person soared into the air, turned over sharply, and then turned his head and suddenly stretched out his fist.

He slowly captured the fist intent of the dragon pressing fist!

So he closed his eyes and once again visualized the image of the "Broken Dragon Collapse" in the sea of knowledge.

This time, the old man was no longer the focus of Wu Feng's attention, and all his attention was on the golden dragon flying in the sky.

"Roar"

The golden dragon set off and pressed down with a shock, like the collapse of Mount Tai. The overwhelming power is extremely amazing!

Wu Feng repeatedly contemplated the posture and impact of the golden dragon, time passed minute by minute, and the clouds on the horizon came and went, walked and came.

The light of the whole city was bright and dark, dark and bright, and Wu Feng stood in the martial arts training room with his eyes closed for two days and two nights.

When Wu Feng opened his eyes again, his eyes were exactly the same as the hideous dragon, and he moved. Racing towards the sandbags.

His forward body immediately took the swooping posture of the golden dragon. The whole person is magnificent, like the sky falling apart.

"Yikes!"

He snapped and threw his fist at the nano sandbag, and in this brief moment, the sound of "Roar!" A flash of golden light enveloped his whole body with a raging aura. Mighty as a dragon.

Bang!!!

There was a sound of 10,000 thunderbolts. Several circles of air waves shook out, and Wu Fenglong smashed down with a punch, and the nano sandbag was swept away by the strong impact. After a brief expansion, it suddenly exploded, and the sand particles scattered and sputtered, rubbing out countless air explosions.

Wu Feng landed steadily with a heel fight, constantly gasping.

Just now, the dragon pressed the fist with the posture of the giant dragon, and the power suddenly soared, and a punch was smashed, and the dragon roared and the tiger roared, which was really powerful.

This effect made Wu Feng very satisfied.

He took a deep breath and continued to practice dragon pressing boxing, the dragon walked and the tiger stepped, and the fist was powerful, and Wu Feng's heart was comfortable when he really practiced.

After practicing hundreds of punches, Wu Feng's two arms were sore and swollen, and his meridians were also hot, so he had to stop, but not completely, but began to exercise his leg muscles instead.

During this time, he already had an idea of the transformation of the Star-Swallowing Step in his mind, which was roughly a combination of seven steps, and the distance of seven steps was completed in one step, if it could really achieve the expectation, it must be a shocking footwork.

"You might as well try it!" Wu Feng stood up and began to cultivate frantically according to his assumption.

......

Time is like an arrow!

After two weeks of adjustment, Wu Feng officially began the second stage of the martial arts examination qualification battle.

Ring warfare, derived from the ancient martial arts competition method to the present, has the three principles of fairness, justice and openness, so it is widely used. All the students who passed the kick-off battle were qualified for the ring battle, and the total number of participants was unknown, but there was a hard rule that as long as they won three consecutive matches in the ring battle, they could advance to the finals.

Therefore, the students participating in the ring battle can only secretly pray that the opponent they encounter is not too strong.

Before the ring competition, it attracted a large number of students from Tiannan College to watch the battle, it can be said that there are four rings set up in the training hall, all of which are controlled by the system to ensure that they are correct, and two or two students will fight to the death on it until the winner is decided.

Wu Feng followed behind Hu Peng, one big and one small entered the training hall, and Hu Peng opened the way, Wu Feng, who could pass, would definitely be able to pass, so he almost easily arrived at the contestant's rest area.

Hu Peng smashed his butt on the chair, making the alloy chair gurgle, which made Wu Feng sympathize with it very much.

"Hehe, Brother Feng, there are a lot of cattle, you have some to play. Hu Peng glanced at the resting people around him, among these people were the opponents they were about to face, most of them were some famous figures.

Wu Feng nodded noncommittally.

"I haven't seen each other for two weeks, I see that they seem to have improved, it seems that they have worked hard to go home, Brother Feng, your temperament has also changed greatly, and your strength must have increased greatly, I have to admire!" Hu Peng shook his head and sighed.

"Do you still know how to work hard? What about you, have you done it?" Wu Feng scolded while looking at Ye Xinyun, who was dressed in a plain white combat uniform not far away, the white color set off her youthful sunshine, white and neat, Wu Feng found that this beautiful squad leader could wear a heroic taste no matter how she wore it, and it seemed that this heroic spirit had penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Why didn't you work hard?" When Hu Peng heard this, he immediately defended: "In two weeks, I only watched twenty films, and I sacrificed a lot for the battle in the ring. ”

Wu Feng almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood and stretched out his thumb. "Yes, yes! ”

Hu Peng hahadaxiao, extremely proud, suddenly his eyes lit up, "Hu Die, Hu Die!"

Wu Feng turned his head to look, but no, the famous heartthrob of the college, courtesan, "flower butterfly" Hu Die walked briskly with catwalks, wearing a knee-length pleated skirt, convex and backward, very attractive, delicate cheeks painted with light makeup, eye shadow, lip gloss, no shortage, just look at people, it is the same as discharge, and the electricity is sufficient.

She walked in front of Wu Feng and Hu Peng with slender and beautiful legs, her long legs moved, the pleated skirt swayed, the scenery under the skirt loomed, and Hu Peng's eyes were straight.

However, Hu Die's chin was raised high, like a proud princess, obviously not taking the two of them seriously.

"I don't know what the scenery is like under this skirt. Hu Peng looked at her distant back, pinched his mouth, and thought ill-intentionedly.

Wu Feng glanced at Hu Peng. "When will you be able to get a little more out of the way. ”

Hu Peng smiled, added his mouth, and turned his gaze to other girls, making Wu Feng shake his head helplessly.

The two were chatting, a cold wind and chill suddenly spread, quietly coming, through the bones, Wu Feng, who was extremely keenly perceived, instantly noticed, he turned his head slightly, and saw Chi Han sitting not far away with a frosty face, although there was no expression change on his face, but the cold in his eyes became more and more vigorous, forcing no one to dare to sit near him, giving up a circle of vacant seats.

Obviously, Chi Han's progress in the past two weeks is not small, at least the momentum is sharper. (To be continued......)