Zhou Yi didn't believe it, whether it was the ferociousness of the internal force or the realm of the world, which of the two was higher or lower, and he was about to see each other!

......

The time is very fast, since he has taken the things, Zhou Yi does not plan to leave, after all, they are going to meet in the end anyway, so why bother.

"What do you call it!"

Zhou Yi and Song Hai looked at the big bald head that suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and asked softly.

"Idiot!" The big bald head stood in front of the two of them, saluted with one hand, glanced at the tiger head knife on the two of them, and a trace of sure sure flashed in his eyes, and turned to look at the two of them.

"King Kong Academy!" Hearing this name, Zhou Yi immediately remembered what the bearded man said before, and immediately understood the identity of the big bald head in front of him, the true legend of King Kong Academy.

"You want this?" Zhou Yi took out the wooden box, put it on the table, and asked.

"Thank you, donor!" said thank you, and reached out to take the wooden box very naturally.

Syllable!

Song Hai shot like electricity, and the last shot came first, slapped his hand on the idiot, and opened his hand.

"What does this mean, donor?" The fool's hand was opened, a dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and an inexplicable meaning gradually appeared on his body.

"Is this innate?" Zhou Yi squinted his eyes, looking at the sudden appearance of a trace of rhythm with the anger of the idiot, wrapping around his body, like a crazy demon, knowing in his heart that this should be the true meaning he felt, or rather, this is the true meaning contained in the martial arts he cultivated!

"It's not interesting!" Song Hai was expressionless and looked like an idiot: "You can take this thing, as long as you can beat the knife in my hand!"

After that, he picked up the tiger head knife on his side.

"You want to fight with the poor monk!" Looking at the serious Song Hai, he felt that he should laugh, how did he come to be so bold: "Could it be that you are tired of living?"

However, instead of laughing, there was only a trace of madness around him, and he looked more and more crazy, and the expression on his face became more and more dangerous.

There was a silence all around, and everyone walked clean in an instant.

In the empty inn, in an instant, there were only three people, Ruyi, Zhou Yi, and Song Hai!

"You have to know that the poor monk can take a heavy shot, if he accidentally hurts you, he may die!" the idiot's face gradually became calm, as if he reminded with good intentions.

However, at the same time, the fingers holding the golden Zen staff in his hand suddenly became tighter, and the mad intent around him became stronger and stronger, gradually spreading to the entire inn, and the air appeared out, twisting and meandering, like a dream.

With the appearance of the mad demon's intent, Song Hai suddenly felt an invisible pressure on his body, which seemed to be very big, seemed to be very heavy, and seemed to be able to overwhelm people.

"Try it!" But, without waiting for him to think about it, he felt this pressure, the strong internal force in his body, spontaneously operated, trembled slightly, and with a swoop, the pressure that fell on his body was shaken away, and Song Hai's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that this innate is not as strong as I imagined!

"Huh?" Feeling the heaviness of his crazy demon intent, a solemn look appeared for the first time in his crazy eyes, looking at Song Hai's gaze, he looked at it for the first time: "What a strong internal force!"

"Such an internal force, no wonder, can become a true inheritance in the acquired realm!" On the way, I heard that the autumn leaf Lingzhi fell into the hands of the two true heirs of the backer knife gate, originally he thought it was a hard fight, and he was excited in his heart, but he didn't expect that after coming, he found that these two people didn't even have innate true intentions, and they were completely an acquired little budding new, how could this be said to be a true inheritance.

In an instant, he thought that this was a false rumor, although they had a true tiger head knife from the backing knife, this knife could not be brought unless it was a true legend, as long as it was brought, it must be a true legend.

But even so, feeling the strength of Zhou Yi and the others, he didn't think that the two of them were true legends, at most what method was used!

This concept, until just now, his innate true intention was spontaneously defended and dispersed by the internal force in Song Hai's body, and he really put the two of them in his eyes, such a strong internal force, being able to rely on instinct to disperse his true intention is enough to become a true inheritance.

The average person with acquired strength, under the suppression of innate sincerity, can exert ten percent of his strength, and can exert one percent, even if he is an elite, he can be called a good player in the acquired realm.

However, Song Hai, as an acquired person, has not yet made a move, just relying on the internal force in his body, instinct can dissipate the innate true intent, although he did not exert all his strength, but this is enough to prove his strength!

Judging from the feedback of sincerity, the internal force in this person's body must have at least one Jiazi, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to achieve this point!

"The internal strength of a Jiazi, this kind of strength, is enough to become my opponent!" Ru Fool thought in his heart, looked at Song Hai's eyes, there was more solemnity, pinched the fingers of the Zen staff, and tightened: "Defeat you in thirty moves!"

It's just that this kind of strength is no problem to deal with the general congenital, but how can I be comparable to the average congenital, the strength is enough, but it's not enough to see!

As he spoke, his arm moved, the Zen staff was erected, and the innate true intention came out of the body, and the golden Zen staff instantly turned into gold and black, and the meaning of the mad demon condensed in one place, and the air emitted a violent sonic boom.

Rumble!

Ruyi waved his Zen staff and fought towards Song Hai in the first battle.

Airplanes!

The Zen staff sounded softly, like a bee, and the innate true intention was like a rope, entangled Song Hai, making him unable to move, and the black mad demon true intention shrouded his body, and one after another crazy thoughts penetrated straight into his brain, and the sound that kept coming from his ears made Song Hai suddenly feel a sense of boredom in his heart.

Boom, boom, boom

Song Hai was depressed in his heart, his body was restrained, he couldn't breathe, he was in an unhappy mood, and he was about to make a move, but he never thought that the inner force in his body was like being offended, and the anger flowed from the meridians in his body, surging and flowing, and the speed instantly accelerated, and the sound like waves appeared.

In an instant, the annoying buzzing sound that originally haunted the ears like flies was replaced by the sound of the waves, and the boredom in my heart suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, a vast meaning filled my heart.

Rumble!

The internal force operated, and the invisible pressure instantly shattered the true intent of the mad demons that surrounded the body.

"Die!"

Holding a cane like an idiot, his face was crazy, his face was hideous, and he drank fiercely at Song Hai, looking like he didn't have the compassion that a monk should have, but more like a demon.

Syllable!

The body was liberated, the Zen staff was approaching, Song Hai subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, the internal force wrapped the palm of his hand, and pinched the Zen staff in his hand!

"Ahh

Rumble!

Song Hai easily coped, the palm holding the Zen staff was violently forced, and a sound explosion suddenly appeared in the air, looking up at the Zen staff, smiling slightly, inserting his fingers into the gap of the Zen staff, pinching it tightly, and pumping suddenly.

Doesn't this innate realm seem to be as strong as I imagined? Moreover, not only is it not so strong, but it seems to be much weaker.

Bang!

The idiot only felt that an irresistible gravity suddenly came from his hand, and there was no resistance at all, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the Zen staff came out of his hand!