All I did was wrap the golden shroud around the top of my fist, and at the moment of the fist exchange, my wrist sank slightly, and I lost seventy or eighty percent of my strength.

As a result of this fierce fight, my fist was not damaged in the slightest, but the vitality of this unfortunate creature was swallowed up by most of the Golden Shroud.

This stupid hanger punched me, and my whole body seemed to be dozens of years old, and suddenly withered and aged.

I'll make up for it with another punch and beat him to death.

After being in the dark training camp for so long, my personality has long been slightly distorted. Although I was not interested in the red-haired girl, after killing one person, the blood of the battle boiled, and I barely thought about it, and I entered the crowd with a low roar.

I bombarded the wall for almost half a month, and after transforming and cleaning my body, I practiced boxing with Zhou Jin, and my physical fitness and fighting level skyrocketed.

This kind of melee not only depends on whose brute strength is strong, but also on whose combat experience is the most competitive combat skills. After unlocking seventy percent of my potential, my brute strength is not inferior, and the "immortal body" brought by the Golden Shroud is more than enough to make up for most of the experience gaps.

Zhou Jin taught me Xingyi boxing, which pays attention to boxing like burning the body, and the whole body is nowhere to exert strength, which is the most important boxing method for actual combat and killing skills, and it is also a first-class melee boxing method. Although I am a beginner, I have already gained some accomplishments in boxing, and there are no shortcomings in my skills.

It only took more than ten seconds to join the melee, and I fought about seven or eight people. Three of them were conspired upon by the Golden Shroud's Life Force Devouring ability, and I was killed by me, and I also received five or six heavy hits. It's just that there is a golden shroud to protect me, and these heavy blows that are enough to kill people did not make me lose my combat effectiveness, but instead stimulated me to be ferocious, more ruthless, and more unscrupulous.

After killing several people in a row, my blood surged, and I no longer had any scruples and constraints.

This battle was much longer than the usual hellish revelry, and because there was no instructor to call it a halt, more people died.

When I arrived in Zuihou, even I couldn't figure out how many people I killed in this battle, but I remember that this fight was very enjoyable. When another person was beaten to death by me in the way of punch for punch, I seemed to experience the liliang like an electric current when Zhou Jin pressed his hand on his body.

I stood in the training ground, took a deep breath of air, and suddenly roared, and the strength of my whole body spread from the dantian to the limbs layer by layer like a surge, which was a sign of the success of the waves of Xingyi Fist.

In this fight of forgetting life and death, I actually broke through the trick of "strength" in boxing and stepped into the ranks of boxing masters.

At this moment, a guy who was as black as an iron tower, his whole body was covered with muscle bumps, and he looked like a monster pounced from behind, it was the top three Black Saman in the training camp, he had long lost his original opponent, and he had become a killer on sight. I leaned over slightly almost without thinking, and a liliang rushed up from the dantian and walked backwards down my spine, and the liliang of my whole body was integrated into my left arm. A move to "move the blocking hammer" swept the trend, and the force was amazing, and he smashed this black man who was not much smaller than a bear and flew out.

Black Saman's chest was dented by the blow, and the man spurted blood in mid-air, and when he landed, he died transparently.

He was the first person I ever punched to death without the help of the Golden Shroud.

After killing Black Saman, my fist technique changed again, and my body fell together, and I crossed out another person who rushed up and attacked him. This man was also unlucky, fell into the battle group of three cattle, none of these three people stopped, the chest, lower abdomen, and back were hit three times in a row, and the muscles and bones were broken on the spot, and the body fell softly, and died so that he could not die again.

The fist technique broke through to the point of strength, and my lethality increased in a straight line, and in an instant, five people died under my hands, three of them were killed by fist techniques, without the help of the Golden Shroud Liliang.

I killed several people in a row, and I felt that no opponent would come up to challenge me, and I swept the whole audience.

The whole training camp was silent, the rest of the men avoided me, and even many of them showed a look of horror. After a while, I realized that I had become the owner of the power to drink the soup of the new red-haired girl, and I rightfully owned the right to overturn this little beauty.

In other words, on that day, I was the strongest man in the entire dark training camp.

It was my famous battle in the dark training camp.

At least half of the people I killed were so strange that there was not a single wound visible on their bodies, but their bodies were as withered as a mummy.

This kind of ferocious combat power silenced everyone.

On that day, I had a very Chinese and fierce nickname in the dark training camp - "Passing the Mountain Wind". Most of the underground training camps are foreigners, and the person who gave me this nickname full of Chinese flavor is actually a foreigner.

The mountain wind is the king cobra, which is different from the cobra of the same family, not only extremely poisonous, but also specially devours the same kind, and has a ferocious nature.

In the eyes of foreigners, Chinese kung fu is magical, and it has always been juxtaposed with Western magic, rather than Western martial arts. They take it for granted that I am proficient in some kind of incredible Chinese martial arts, and some even believe that I am proficient in "snake fist", which is also one of the theoretical bases for the spread of the nickname "mountain wind".

Before I had this nickname, I didn't know that there was a difference between a king cobra and a cobra, and that it had a common name such as mountain wind.

After having this nickname, I learned a little about the king cobra, and I'm glad they didn't name themselves the flat-headed wind, or the big flat-headed wind, which are also one of the nicknames of the king cobra.

The boiling blood of the battle just now still did not have any intention of cooling down at that time.

I glanced at the sexy red-haired girl, who suddenly burst into her lower abdomen and strode over.

In the astonished eyes of everyone, this beautiful trophy, with a sneer of disdain and pride, spread its legs slightly apart, and actually pierced a standard horse step, and with a soft squeak, he squatted down suddenly, and kicked my ankle with a beautiful and fierce sweeping leg.

"Can this kind of little trick stump me?"

I didn't dodge at all, I ran through my legs and fought hard with this red-haired chick, and she screamed on the spot and sat on the ground with her right leg in her arms. Although I had the absolute upper hand in this hard hit, I couldn't help but be surprised at the bottom of my heart. I have just broken through the "strength" of boxing, and practiced the churning waves of Xingyi boxing, even Black Saman is no longer my opponent in one move, this red-haired chick can actually kick my left leg numb, the strength is almost not inferior to white hair.