S9

Nanjing Martial Arts Academy.

A group of students from the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy showed a different color, a little stunned, and noticed something unusual, why the ground under their feet was trembling slightly.

It's him!

Yu Jiu frowned, his eyes were shining, and he stared at the third-year student of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy who was taking steps.

Nie Niannian stepped forward, the amplitude was not large, but there was a loud sound, and the tutor of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy saw some clues, and hesitated a little: "Eight steps to collapse the fist?"

They looked at a mentor who had created this technique at the peak of his martial arts career, and who had now gone one step further and been promoted to a great martial artist.

This mentor was also a little hesitant, because although Nie Niannian's steps were very similar, the qi rhyme was completely different, there was the shadow of his eight-step collapse fist, but there was only a shadow left, and the inner spirit was different, strictly speaking, it no longer belonged to the same boxing technique.

Boom!

At the third step, Nie Niannian's feet fell like a drum, but he looked light, he was wearing a navy blue uniform hunting sound, as if there was a strong wind, and an invisible momentum rose, rushing towards the Pu Fang on the martial arts arena.

"Martial artist!"

Among the eight guest lecturers, an old man with short hair opened his mouth, his eyes were like torches, he was very familiar with the structure of the martial arts hall, and judged that the power contained in Nie Niannian's foot had reached the standard of a martial artist who broke the limit of the second human body.

What the!

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, the other party was more than a month ago, and his qi and blood were still a long way from the peak of the limit, how could it be that more than a month later, not only reached the peak of the limit, but also broke the barrier and was promoted to a martial artist, this speed is inevitably too fast.

Lin Lianhai looked shocked, and then he was ecstatic, it was really an unexpected help, although I don't know what Nie Niannian experienced during this winter vacation, but in life, who can not have a little chance, but I don't know, not long after he was promoted, how far can he fight, no more than one punch? Lin Lianhai still feels a little unreliable, even if Nie Niannian has been promoted to a martial artist, narrowing the gap in cultivation, but the lay disciples of Putuo Mountain who have entered the world to practice are by no means general, and Vajra Arhat Boxing is famous in the domestic extreme martial arts, and it is a rare peerless study that can be comprehended at a low level.

On the martial arts field, Pu Fang lowered his head, and finally whispered the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha ......"

Boom!

Before the word Buddha was exported, Nie Niannian raised his eyebrows, and the fourth step fell, as if shrinking into inches, and as soon as the martial arts field shook, it spanned nearly fifty meters and appeared in front of Napu.

So fast!

As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, Yu Jiu's eyes flashed, this was by no means the speed that a martial artist who had just broken through could have, it was definitely close to the peak speed of a martial artist.

Pu Fang didn't have time to finish the last word, the cold hairs on his back exploded, between the lightning and the fire, he took half a step back, unloading the strong wind blowing in his face, and then a fist glowed with a faint golden light, and the momentum of the fierce and mighty Arhat burst out, he punched out, the air whimpered, and there was a sign of being exploded.

King Kong Arhat Fist!

"Be careful!"

Lin Lianhai couldn't help but shout, Tu Yuan just now was beaten by this punch, which shows the weight of the fist, with the blessing of this boxing method, the power of the Pu Fang punch is definitely more than eight tons, more than five tons of ordinary martial artists, infinitely approaching the peak of martial artists, close to ten tons of huge power.

Many third- and fourth-year students of Nanjing Martial Arts Academy couldn't help but hold their breath, revealing a nervous look, even that Zhou Cheng also clenched his fists, Nie Niannian is an opponent, but not an enemy, and now he is facing a rare martial arts inheritance disciple of Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, King Kong Arhat Fist is famous in China, and he is a little unbearable.

Obviously, no one is optimistic about Nie Niannian, needless to say that many students of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, if they are ordinary martial artists, they will be able to catch Pufang's Vajra Arhat Fist, and they will not become the chief of the third grade of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy.

On the martial arts field.

In an instant, at the center of Nie Niannian's eyebrows, the cool airflow overflowed, and he grasped the twenty-meter area around him in an instant, and his nerve reaction speed seemed to be on a higher level, and the trajectory of the fist in front of him was delicately revealed, and it was all in his eyes.

His right hand was raised, and he pinched the fist seal, facing the pale golden fist blade, and it was printed in an instant.

Boom!

The two fists collided, and there was a roar like the ringing of a bell and drum, and after an instant, a miserable scream sounded, which immediately made many Nanjing Martial Arts Academy students show unbearable expressions, while a group of Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy students sneered at the corners of their mouths, as well as mockery.

But soon, many people were stunned.

Unlike what they imagined, it was not Nie Niannian who screamed, but ......

"Pufang!" "Pufang senior!"

A visiting lecturer of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy shook his body, and intercepted the figure that flew out as if he was hit by air vapor, and looked down, the ordinary face in his arms was pale and sweaty, especially an arm, the wrist was broken, and the blood was drenched, which was no different from the Tu Yuan of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy before.

"Win?"

"Nie Niannian, he ......"

At this moment, not only the students, but also some tutors also felt a little caught off guard, and they didn't know what to say when they returned from hell to heaven.

This kid ......

Dean Luo Qian's eyes were admired, how vicious his eyes were, the moment he just fought, he could see that Nie Niannian had actually comprehended and grasped the initial spiritual power, and learned the most superficial use, which was the initial form of divine consciousness.

"At a young age, he shot ruthlessly. ”

The guest lecturer glanced coldly at Nie Niannian in the audience and said, "This is a martial arts competition, not revenge." ”

"How does Your Excellency know that this is revenge?" Hu Lianshan, the director of academic affairs, frowned, and said, "The eight-step collapse fist of my Nanjing Martial Arts Academy has already paid attention to one drum, go all out, and then decline, and then exhaust. ”

At this time, many Nanjing Martial Arts Academy instructors sneered, can't they afford to lose?

"Alright, come back. ”

Gu Chenggang opened his mouth, his face was a little ugly, he didn't expect Pu Fang to lose, and it was a fiasco, which was beyond his expectations, in the information he obtained, in the third grade of Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, where is there such a character, this kid either hides his cultivation on weekdays, or what opportunity he has gained in the recent period of time, so that he has advanced by leaps and bounds.

The most important thing is that in the third grade, there is no one to compare with Pu Fang, and this one can be regarded as his loss in the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy.

"Dean Gu, it's better to ...... Let me try. ”

At this time, a slightly dry and hard, but very clear voice sounded, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Foreigner?

A person from the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, in fact, has long noticed that the blonde foreign youth in the third grade of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy is tall and handsome, wearing a platinum suit, which is completely different from the standard suit of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy.

Exchange students of the Holy See Martial Academy!

Dean Hu Lianshan and Dean Luo Qian glanced at each other, this young man was not from a simple background, and he did not get relevant information about his specific cultivation and strength.

"Good. Gu Chenggang groaned for a moment and said, "You are an exchange student, you can't really represent my Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, just think of it as a Sino-foreign martial arts exchange." ”

Gu Chenggang still has some worries about letting the exchange students of the Holy See Martial Arts Academy fight, the defeat is due to his poor teaching of the Zhejiang Martial Academy, and it is the Chinese who win and lose, and the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy is also gloomy, but this young man's identity is not ordinary, even if it is the Zhejiang Martial Academy, for some of his reasonable requests, such as this accompanying observation, can not be easily refused.

Therefore, Gu Cheng just said that the next battle is just a martial arts exchange, not a battle record.

Ti Po walked into the martial arts arena.

At this moment, not only many students of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, but even the students of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy were all engrossed, because they also didn't know the depth of this exchange student, only Yu Jiu stared at the figure on the martial arts field, remembering what this person had said before, perhaps, he didn't need to make a move.

Even Na Pu Fang also struggled to sit down, staring at Ti Po on the martial arts arena, others didn't know, but he had experienced it personally, and no one knew better than him that this young student of the Holy See Martial Arts Academy was terrible.

No one noticed that Su Qiannian frowned slightly at this time, from the little monk of the Putuo Temple just now, to the young man of the Holy See Martial Arts Academy, he saw something that ordinary people couldn't see at all, and in the depths of his pupils, a long-lost chill was brewing. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for the ten steps!Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, and the second will be later.) ）