"Senior Brother He!"

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

The opponent is coming menacingly.

Two core disciples, He Tie and Zhang Yi, were knocked to the ground by each other.

The other disciples immediately panicked.

Only Li Niushan roared, rushed forward, and punched Zhao Yong.

He has now reached the second level of body training. With his extraordinary brute strength, his actual combat ability is not inferior to that of ordinary third level body training disciples.

However, the enemy he faced today was surprisingly powerful.

"Hmph." Zhao Yong was quite disdainful and knocked Li Niushan to the ground with a casual punch.

In his eyes, Li Niushan's so-called natural brute strength is like a child with slightly greater strength, nothing more.

The huge gap in cultivation realm cannot be smoothed out by a person's natural brute force.

"Hey, this so-called Wuying Boxing Gym has been hyped up before, but now it seems like it's just that." A young man held a stick and said with a smile.

A boxing gym disciple who was fighting against him was filled with anger when he saw that he was being looked down upon so much.

But the opponent is indeed difficult to deal with. His skills are not inferior to those of the core disciples in the boxing gym, and there are so many people. Everyone is rushing towards him, which is disappointing.

"Stop being so arrogant!" Liu Yemei and Liu Mei, who came back from a patrol not far away, scolded and came over.

Zhao Yong saw Liu Yemei's pretty face, and there was a hint of playfulness under the scarf.

"Junior sister! Go find Junior Brother Wang for help!" He Tie shouted.

In his opinion, although Liu Yemei has the third level of body training, she is still no match for Zhao Yong.

Only Wang Yu, who is on duty, may be able to compete with him.

Nowadays, among the disciples in the entire boxing gym, Song Hezheng and Wang Yu are recognized as the strongest.

It is the facade of the boxing gym, and no other disciple can shake it.

Even recently, some keen disciples have been able to faintly notice that Wang Yu's strength seems to be even higher than that of senior brother Song Hezheng.

They have never seen Wang Yu attack with all his strength.

"You're here and you still want to run?" Zhao Yong laughed wildly and moved like a rampaging ape. He stretched out his arms and catapulted towards Liu Yemei and Liu Mei.

Several disciples along the way tried to stop him, but were knocked out of the way.

Liu Ye's eyebrows were furrowed, her beautiful eyes were fixed on the charging Zhao Yong, and she spread her fists on the spot.

Even though she is a woman, in terms of how hard she practices boxing, there are not many disciples in the entire boxing gym who can compare to her.

Coupled with his good talent, he has now become the strongest core disciple under Song Hezheng and Wang Yu.

Even senior fellow apprentices such as He Tie and Zhang Yi cannot compare to her, and she is recognized as the senior sister in the eyes of new disciples.

Often when Wang Yu and Song Hezheng were away, and new disciples encountered trouble outside, she would be the first to stand up for them.

Liu Yemei's strikes were like the wind, creating a shadow of fists.

"That's right, that's right. At such a young age, he has the third level of body training. He is not weak. He is just right for me to be my side wife!"

Zhao Yong smiled happily, thrust his big hand through Liu Yemei's heavy fists, and grabbed her arm.

Liu Yemei was shocked.

"Shameless!"

Liu Yemei bit her red lips tightly, and made a fist with her left hand to hit Zhao Yong's heart. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yong grabbed it again with his big hand.

"Little lady, once the ore is removed, we will go to the bridal chamber tonight!"

Under Zhao Yong's scarf, there are a pair of evil eyes with big copper bells, and his heavy breathing seems like he might unleash his bestiality at any time and tear Liu Yemei's clothes to pieces.

"Let go!" Liu Ye was also a little flustered under his eyebrows, but his strong temper was more angry, and he wanted to fight Zhao Yong to the death!

"Didn't you hear her say let go?"

As the sound approached, a figure quickly rushed out of the mine, and in a few breaths, it passed by Zhao Yong's side in the dark night.

This time it was Zhao Yong's turn to be shocked.

Before he could react, his eyes moved away from Liu Yemei's face, and a big, generous hand had already pressed on his head.

"Um!"

The rocks on the ground shattered, and Zhao Yong's head was pressed and forced to the ground.

Kneeling with both legs, it seems to be kowtow to Liu Yemei.

He Tie and others were overjoyed when they saw the visitor.

"Great, Junior Brother Wang is here!"

The person who came was none other than Wang Yu. With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the situation and saw several injured boxing gym disciples who had fallen to the ground. Their expressions became even colder.

Zhao Yong's head was smashed open, blood flowed out, and he was a little dazed.

He didn't understand who else in the mine would be able to force him to the ground without even a chance to react tonight.

Could it be that the intelligence was wrong and that old dog Sun Chengshan is still here?!

No, even if Sun Chengshan came in person, it would be impossible to suppress him like this.

It's even more impossible to injure him so easily!

Zhao Yong came back to his senses, roared, and tried to push himself up.

However, when he looked up, he saw a fist coming towards his face.

There was a buzzing sound in his head, and his whole body was like a deflated rubber ball, which was knocked to the ground and flew out.

When he opened his mouth, there was a mouthful of fishy blood, and a large pool of blood spurted out, with several teeth mixed in with it.

"This...brother!"

Only then did all the boys react and were frightened.

Their boss was inexplicably beaten so badly, which they did not expect at all.

Moreover, the other party looked like he was just a young disciple, which was even more exaggerated.

You must know that Zhao Yong is a warrior with the fifth level of body training. In theory, in the Wuying Boxing Gym, except for the gym owner Sun Chengshan, there is no way that other disciples can be Zhao Yong's opponents. No matter how many people come, it will be in vain.

Coming here was a sure thing, but who thought there would be such a big change.

Zhao Yong didn't care about his injuries at all, because Wang Yu had already hit him again and didn't give him a chance to breathe.

Zhao Yong concentrated his attention, mobilized all his strength, and exerted all his strength to compete with Wang Yu.

What he practices is a set of boxing techniques that also directly point to the six-fold perfection of body training.

Ghost Evil Sect Fist.

He mainly uses tricky boxing moves, and his moves are treacherous. Combined with his fifth-level body training, he is extremely lethal.

If the opponent is not careful, he will hit his vitals, shatter his internal organs, and take away his life.

Wang Yu stepped on the third level of Zushi's Chasing Wind Kick Technique and tried two punches to confirm Zhao Yong's strength.

After knowing what he was doing, he took a deep breath, and his momentum rose again in vain.

The swinging arms became more and more mysterious. At close range, it was even difficult for Zhao Yong to track the punches in Wang Yu's hands.

quick!

Extremely fast!

Zhao Yong only saw a dark shadow flashing past.

Snapped!

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his heart seemed to stop.

Only then did he notice that Wang Yu's fist had been imprinted on his chest.

When he was about to fight back, the next moment Wang Yu's fist hit his face, throat, temple and other vital locations.

It felt to him as if countless attacks were coming at the same time, covering his whole body.

But in fact, he knew that his enemy was always only Wang Yu.

It's just that Wang Yu's strikes were too fast and his punches were unpredictable, making it impossible for him to defend himself.

And the only ones who can suppress him so miserably from beginning to end are warriors who have reached the sixth level of body-forging perfection!

Only by practicing a physical training method to its peak level can such power be unleashed.

The results are clear.

That's right, Wang Yu had already broken through the Shadowless Fist to the sixth level a month ago.

Master the ultimate secret - Shadowless Ghost Hand!

Naturally, his cultivation also broke through the limits and reached the sixth level of body training.

Not only that, he also practiced the other four Zanpian body-building techniques that he practiced at the same time, reaching the top level of Zanpian.

Now his personal interface is not what it used to be.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human race

Cultivation: Sixth level of body training
Chapter completed!