Then Fang Yin punched out with such force and force that strong winds came from all directions. Yang Ziwu crossed his hands in front of him to block it. This punch made Yang Ziwu slide backwards, leaving long traces under his feet.
Yang Ziwu raised his head and glanced at her. When he raised his hand, the vines came out instantly. Yang Ziwu moved even faster. He weakened the gravity of his body and became as light as a swallow.
When he came to Fang Yin's side, gravity was increasing in vain. He punched out, but Fang Yin didn't defend at all. He also punched out. Unexpectedly, Yang Ziwu's other hand was not idle either. The vines instantly wrapped Fang Yin's fist and pushed it to the side.
Just pull it, no need to completely block it, the route will change instantly.
And Yang Ziwu punched Fang Yin in the chest. At this moment, Yang Ziwu's expression changed and he opened his mouth, "So you are a girl, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Yang Ziwu really didn't notice that Fang Yin's hair was no different from that of boys. It was just a normal short hair, not even as long as a pretty girl.
He has dark skin and is wearing a large sweatshirt, just like Yang Ziwu. At first glance, he bought it newly.
So Yang Ziwu misunderstood.
Fang Yin's face darkened, "Seeking death!"
He pulled the vine forcefully, returned his fist to its normal path, and punched Yang Ziwu on the cheek. Yang Ziwu was sent flying.
"Well done!" Jiang Wei, a strong young man, jumped up and slashed down with the force of his sword.
Yang Ziwu's eyes widened, "Holy shit, you're going to kill me! I remember you!"
Yang Ziwu immediately changed the gravity to weight and fell down very fast. When he was about to reach the ground, he became light again and landed lightly. As soon as he landed, Yang Ziwu saw a white air coming.
Yang Ziwu Qi's seven orifices are filled with smoke, damn, all of them are abnormal!
A shield made of vines immediately appeared in front of Yang Ziwu, blocking the white energy. The white energy was actually the sword energy that the pretty boy Ye Qiu slashed out. Who would have thought that he, a first-grade martial artist, could slash out the sword energy?
The sword energy disappeared together with the vine shield. After disappearing, Yang Ziwu saw Jiang Wei's sword coming, and Yang Ziwu wanted to die.
But at the same time, it also aroused the desire to fight in his heart. Yang Ziwu's body stooped slightly, and Yang Ziwu's aura completely changed. At this moment, even the instructors on the stage changed their expressions.
This is Qiongqi's physical skill. After all, it is the physical skill of monsters. Although humans can use it, if you want to use your full strength, it is better to lie down. Yang Ziwu did not want to lie down, so he developed the rickety body technique by himself, and
Lying down has almost the same effect.
Yes, he didn't even have a day before he figured out how to use Qiongqi Taijutsu's best body posture!
Yang Ziwu held a sword with both hands, but the power of the sword was actually not that great. Yang Ziwu was powerful because of Qiongqi. This was before Qiongqi's physical training technique was practiced.
A thin layer of ice immediately formed on Yang Ziwu's arms, and it spread rapidly. At this time, the small willow tree in the Dantian shook slightly, and the thin ice shattered!
Yang Ziwu panted heavily and maintained his posture of Qiongqi Taishu.
There were three people standing next to him, Fang Yin, Jiang Wei, and Ye Qiu. The three of them looked at Yang Ziwu as if they were monsters. They were first-level warriors, or they had just entered the first-level and exerted their awakening power, which was just one blow.
Only Yang Ziwu is still standing.
He is worthy of being a genius in the lower demon realm. At this time, the three of them had this idea in mind.
Yang Ziwu glanced at the three people, grinned and said, "Whoever runs away today will be the grandson!"
After saying that, Yang Ziwu rushed forward, punched with both hands, and Qiongqi's physical skills exploded to the extreme, plus the gravity ability, exerted on the opponent. His first opponent was Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu looked thinner and easier to deal with.
a little.
The other two, that woman's strength can compete with him, one is more monster than the other.
Ye Qiu was beaten so hard that he stepped back, his face turned red, "Let's go together, do you want him to deal with you one by one?"
The other two people hesitated for a moment, but still rushed forward.
But the next moment, Yang Ziwu disappeared!
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then he felt his forehead being pressed. Then Ye Qiu was pressed on his forehead and violently slapped to the ground. If Yang Ziwu hadn't saved his hand, his head would have been smashed.
At the next moment, before Jiang Wei could react, he saw Fang Yin punching him. Just as he was about to do so, a scream suddenly came from beside him.
Jiang Wei immediately understood what was happening, but immediately he felt like someone was holding the neck of fate!
Ye Qiu fell backwards, while he fell forwards. This was due to the fact that he had remembered the blow he had made to Yang Ziwu before.
Yang Ziwu punched Fang Yin hard, knocking out Jiang Wei and injuring himself.
Then Yang Ziwu showed his figure, looked at Fang Yin, grinned, "A fight with strength?"
Fang Yin nodded.
Then the two people stood together, faced each other, and punched each other!
Yang Ziwu had no intention of treating Fang Yin as a woman, and his punches were not ambiguous at all.
No one dared to disturb the two of them, and the two of them just punched each other for more than ten minutes. Although Fang Yin's strength was comparable to that of Yang Ziwu, his physique was not good, and his willpower was not good either. Because of his strong mental power, Yang Ziwu's willpower was equally strong.
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In this way, Fang Yin's willpower is not much weaker than that of Yang Ziwu.
It was because of his poor physical condition that Fang Yin lost.
Yang Ziwu grimaced in pain, looked at the others, and said, "Whoever stops the game today will be the one I'm in trouble with!"
After finishing speaking, countless vines stretched out from the wrist of his left hand, heading towards the others.
"Cough cough cough!"
On the podium, Li Hezhou coughed violently, "Is he a wood element? Isn't he an awakened demon plant? Why can vines stretch out of his body?"
The others shook their heads repeatedly, but they could see clearly that vines were extending from their wrists.
"Are you still fighting?" someone next to me asked.
Li Hezhou's face was dark and ugly. He wanted to tell Yang Ziwu that the sky was high, but he didn't expect this kid to be so fierce. Double awakening? It doesn't look like it!
This method is endless, how many auras does he have?
"Whose child is he?" Even the taciturn Keli couldn't help but ask.
"A child from an ordinary working class family! He passed the military examination!"
Keli stopped talking, you are a monster!
Watching the people in the field fall down one by one, Li Hezhou's heart ached. Now he can only secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he was promised a credit. How much has he done, eight hundred? Or one thousand?
Yang Ziwu's invisibility is simply abnormal among these first-level martial arts and non-martial arts, and others can't find him at all.
Yang Ziwu suddenly saw a woman with a pale face. If An Lan was the most beautiful on the stage, then this woman was the most beautiful off the stage. The woman gave people a weak feeling, which is rare in the martial arts circle.
, most women are like Ke Li and Fang Yin.
Yang Ziwu glanced at her and said, "Why don't you come up?"
The girl glanced at her with a little fear in her eyes. The fear was not that Yang Ziwu was powerful, but a sense of social fear.