0079 Set a small goal first

Good guys, they are really martial artists, and I really underestimated them!

These three punches caused me some internal injuries. However, Luo Sheng practiced magic skills, and when he was beaten, his spiritual power would be even stronger!

Luo Sheng took two steps back, stabilizing his body, and at the same time his two eyes glowed.

"Hehe, but that's it. ”

Zheng Peng looked at Luo Sheng and patted the white Taoist uniform on his body, "At the level of a three-legged cat, I really don't know whether to play in the gym." ”

"It's only been three punches, why are you so excited. ”

Luo Sheng finally put down his hands, "Only then can there be value in fighting." ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Zheng Peng pounced forward again, his fist shining on Luo Sheng, and struck him continuously! As a martial artist of the Iron Fist Flow, the speed of this pavilion master's punch was indeed very fast, like a thunderstorm. But Luo Sheng opened his eyes this time, and his pupils turned slightly blood red!

Divine eye!

In the state of Tianyan, the speed of the opponent's punch is obviously a lot slower. In this way, Luo Sheng can finally see the action of his punch! It seems that he has been practicing hard for I don't know how many years, Zheng Peng is three punches, and it is natural, without the slightest flaw. Luo Sheng didn't have a lot of combat experience, so he didn't know how to dodge and defuse this move!

Luo Sheng gritted his teeth and decided to use the most stupid method! He gathered a part of his spiritual power to the position of his chest, and used his body to take Zheng Peng's three punches!

Bang bang bang!

Luo Sheng squirted a mouthful of blood into the mask, and this time it really caused him a lot of damage.

"Sure enough, it's just lip service!"

Zheng Peng sneered disdainfully, and the surrounding disciples also applauded their master.

"Master is so powerful!"

"That challenger doesn't have any skills!"

"Hehe, when you meet our master, you can only be beaten down!"

Enjoying the adoring gaze of his disciples, Zheng Peng said proudly, "It's already a miracle that I can still stand after two thunders and three rings." Now, I'll let you lie down!"

As he spoke, Zheng Peng made a mistake at his feet, and with a hand knife, he cut towards Luo Sheng's neck!

Luo Sheng still didn't move, and with his neck, Shengsheng caught Zheng Peng's hand knife!

Bang!

A sharp pain made Luo Sheng almost cry out. But what he was waiting for was this moment!

Luo Sheng took Zheng Peng's move, and he took advantage of this opportunity to suddenly stretch out his left hand and pinch Zheng Peng's shoulder with five fingers.

Heavenly Demon Hand!

"What?"

Zheng Peng was slightly surprised, as if he didn't expect to be caught by Luo Sheng! Is his body made of steel, and he hasn't been knocked unconscious by himself?

And this challenger's hand, like an iron tong, pinched his shoulder, so that he couldn't break free!

"Gathering Palm!"

The Heavenly Demon Hand was just the beginning, Luo Sheng grabbed Zheng Peng, instantly gathered the spiritual power in his body, injected it into his right palm, and then imprinted it on Zheng Peng's chest. Zheng Peng didn't take Luo Sheng's attack seriously, but his body had been tempered thousands of times, how could he be injured by a challenger! Especially when this palm looked soft, what power could it have?

As soon as this idea came to him, his body suddenly shook! A sharp pain exploded in his internal organs, Zheng Peng screamed, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his body flew out violently, at least more than two meters away, and finally fell to the ground, putting on a big letter, how embarrassed and embarrassed!

Zheng Peng wanted to get up, but his chest hurt sharply, the air in his lungs was squeezed out, and he had difficulty breathing at this time, and his hands and feet had no strength at all, so he could only lie on the ground and pant weakly.

Those disciples were about to explode, and hurriedly rushed over to check on Zheng Peng's injuries.

And Luo Sheng also stretched out his palm, through the mask, and glanced at Zheng Peng, who was knocked out by himself.

This palm is his full strength, that kid won't be killed, right?

The martial artist's body has been exercised, so it shouldn't be so miserable...... If he dies, he's done! Martial arts is a dangerous sport in itself, and only in CKC international competitions is a death quota allowed. For a long time, there have been many martial artists who have left their lives in the CKC ring, and even so, they can't stop the fighters from moving forward!

CKC is the temple of martial artists, and the title of Fighting Emperor is the ultimate dream of martial artists!

Luo Sheng listened with his spiritual ear, although Zheng Peng's heartbeat was a little weak, but it still maintained its rhythm, and it should be fine. This time the test is not bad. I can barely fight with this kind of third-rate martial artist, and with my Heavenly Demon Hand and Qi Gathering Palm, I can kill in one fell swoop! Next, I need to exercise more and improve my cultivation more.

Luo Sheng patted the dust on his clothes, lifted a mouthful of spiritual power, suppressed the injuries in his body, and walked out the door.

"Stop!"

The female disciple roared, and a dozen or so disciples surrounded Luo Sheng again, blocking his steps from leaving.

"I hurt my master, do you want to leave?"

The female disciple glared at Luo Sheng angrily, and the surrounding disciples also put on a fighting posture. However, judging from their trembling legs, they should still be a little timid. After all, this is the one who has defeated Master! Can they stop him?

"Five numbers. ”

Luo Sheng stretched out five fingers, "Get out of the way immediately, otherwise you will be killed." ”

"Bastard, who do you think you are!"

A male disciple roared, followed by a flying kick, and kicked towards Luo Sheng! But Luo Sheng didn't take the ability of these disciples into account. He tilted his head to the side, avoiding the disciple's flying legs. At the same time, his right hand stretched out and cast the Heavenly Demon Hand from mid-air, directly clasped on the disciple's neck, dragging him down from the air and smashing him to the ground!

Bang!

This impulsive disciple fainted.

"Four. ”

Luo Sheng lowered a finger with his other hand.

These disciples didn't dare to hesitate any longer and got out of the way. Even the female disciple trembled a few times, and finally knelt down beside her.

"Good. ”

Luo Sheng smiled and walked towards the door.

Not long after he left the dojo, he found a place where no one was, stretched, and then put away his mask.

However, there was still some pain in my chest, and the bones in my neck were not very comfortable. Just a third-rate martial artist has such destructive power. Even if it is the lowest level of the sentient realm, it can't be underestimated!

Luo Sheng sat on his locomotive, took two deep breaths, and used his spiritual power to repair his body. His current cultivation is too low, and even with the help of spiritual power, the healing of his injuries is very slow.

"It seems that you still have to practice hard, next week is the audition, let's see if you can cultivate to four blood beads." ”

Luo Sheng has set a new goal for himself, he is also the chosen one, and he will definitely be able to do it!