Chapter 963: We are hanging out

The martial arts challenge, in the famous college, is a common thing. There are often famous teachers in order to verify their grasp of the battle and challenge some fighting strength.
When I saw this Zhou Ye, I spoke directly. The young man named Ruo Huan snorted and smiled softly: "Of course!"
"Let's get started!"
Nodded, Zhou Ye took a deep breath, the strength of the body, the layers were suppressed, and soon the same as the other, they are bridges.
"See what you just showed is the palm of the hand, I don't use weapons, let's get started!"
Laughing, Zhou Ye’s wrist turned over and the body rushed forward.
His figure is like a ghost, although the power of the bridge is used, the whole person is like a ghost, so that people can't see the specific direction of attack.
"Yes!"
The eyes are bright, and if the body does not move, the palms slammed and patted the front.
Dr. Zhang once said that if you see this trick, you will panic. If you move with him, it will be equal to the strategy. It will be brought to the rhythm by the other party. It is difficult to win again.
Therefore, for this kind of imaginary attack, it is necessary to look at the essence through the phenomenon, no matter how the other party shakes... But if you want to attack, there are only a few fixed positions, so you can't change it.
"Good!"
Seeing that his body doesn't move, he shoots forward, and Zhou Ye's eyes are bright.
As the other person thinks, the purpose of his move is to attract the other party's shots. Once they start, they have the same flaws.
Go to the side of the other side, turn the palm of your hand and press it down.
I thought this is the next time, as long as the power is used, the other party must be injured and conceded, who knows that the power of the palm has not fallen on the other side, and feels a boring chest.
The pupil was shrunk, and it was discovered that the other party did not know when he had found his real position, and the other palm was already waiting here!
In other words, just shot forward, it is a sham, tempting him to hook, once the move determines the position, the other palm, followed.
Hey!
At this time, it was too late to escape. The chest was boring, and Zhou Ye flew straight from the cultivation field and fell on the road.
"After a move, will Zhouye be defeated?"
"Is this the one to be assessed?"
"It's very likely, how can there be such a strong combat power?"
All the people in the Warrior Hall were shocked.
Liao Song also jumped his eyebrows.
The battle just now, he can easily see that the other guy named Ruohuan, the strength of the gas, the reaction speed is not as good as Zhou Ye, but the test is a victory, indicating that the understanding of martial arts and combat is extremely high. talent.
I am afraid that the cultivation genius that Zhuo Qingfeng said.
No, how could it be so strong?
"Hu Chen, go up and try!"
The eyebrows are raised, and Liao Song swings his hand.
Of course, yes and no, you need to continue to try.
"Good!"
The young man named Hu Chen nodded and jumped into the practice ground.
"Look at your tricks, I want to try..."
After finishing, the pressure is reduced.
"Okay!"
Nodded. If you want to start, you will see a young man around you come out: "If you are happy, there is a chance for this weak person to fight, let me, you see the worst I have learned, Dean. Explain, don't understand now, let me try!"
"Okay!"
Seeing this friend's appearance, a bitter smile, if Huan had no choice but nodded.
This friend does have a weak understanding of martial arts. It is hard to practice with them and it is hard to practice. It may be greatly inspired by this weak person who does not know where it came from.
This is Huanhuan, it was the son of Zhang Huan who came from the League of Nations with Zhang Hang. After some hard work, it has reached the bridge.
From the League of Nations and Zhang hanging together, the understanding of martial arts is naturally more profound, plus itself is one of the founders of the hangover, a lot of hard work, whether it is vision or strength They are all very different from the past.
The two people who suddenly appeared in his opinion, although the combat power is not weak, the tricks are also very novel, but the ratio with the dean is still a lot worse.
The dean explained the basics, and the martial arts are even more fancy. It seems to be dazzling again. The essence is to attack people. As long as the attack has defects, it can be countered!
So if you let your friends do it, you can just hone him.
"The weak?" They talked, Hu Chen listened in the ear, only felt that the body was so angry, almost did not explode on the spot.
Big Brother, you look at it with a wink, I am a warrior of the silkworm, and I am depressed to fight with you, actually saying that I am weak...
Not only him, but other warriors almost didn’t vomit blood when they heard this. They went to the place where the warriors went, and they were invincible. This is the first time they have been despised.
"Hu Chen, don't be merciful..." A warrior couldn't help but pass the voice.
"I know!" His eyes flashed, and Hu Chen showed fierceness.
Originally, he still thought that if the other party couldn’t take it, he would leave a face. If he is not so interested, then don’t blame him for being unkind.
"Get started!" The palm of the hand extended, and Hu Chen made an invitation.
"Ok!"
The young man opposite nodded and came to the front.
"The Dean explained the skills of combat response in detail, but I still don't learn it well. After a while... In case you hurt, don't blame me..."
Youth Road.
"Less nonsense, come on!" I couldn't help it anymore. Hu Chen's foot was on the ground and rushed over.
His attack tactics are wide open and big, and the infuriating moves are all directions, giving people a sense of swaying.
Seeing his tricks, the young man is not afraid, but his eyes are bright, and he screams: "Come well!"
When you finished, no matter how surprised the eyes were, there was no skill, and the punch ushered in.
Boom!
Fighting in the palm of the hand, Hu Chen only felt that the arm was soft, and the fierce force rushed in, his face was red, and he immediately flew out.
Hey!
Like the previous Zhou Ye, he flew out of the cultivation field and inserted it on the ground.
If he didn't exhaust his efforts, this reversal will definitely be less. Now, hard and hard, the whole arm can't move. It is estimated that it is impossible to recover within three or five days.
"This..."
"Hard hard, our warrior is not an opponent?"
Many warriors are paralyzed again.
Liao Song is even more at the corner of his mouth.
He just saw with his own eyes that the one who is happy, the infuriating and the strength is far worse than his own subordinates, and this guy who asks for advice from others will actually fly Hu Chen in a stroke... It’s too embarrassing Now!
The face is weird, I heard the joy on the stage, I hate the iron and look like a steel, look at the young people not far away: "Not talking to you, the battle is not only brute force! Skills, tricks... Why are you so stupid?"
If Huanzi is really angry, this guy only learned the instinct and strength taught by the dean, and his understanding of martial arts is very poor. Because of this, he lost in their hands every time, this time specifically for him and A person who doesn't understand martial arts is fighting... As a result, he still uses brute force. How is it so stupid?
"I..."
The young man scratched his head, full of swearing: "See him straight and straight, I can't help it... so!"
After you look at the people standing in the distance: "Who else wants to compare with me, this time I promise not to crush you with strength..."
"You..."
Seeing this attitude of the other side, many of the teachers are going crazy.
This is the first time in history, and other people are fighting against the warriors, saying that they don’t need to be crushed...
It’s too mad, too arrogant!
"I am coming..."
I can’t help it, a warrior rushed over, the last one in the silkworm world.
At the moment, the cultivation is also depressed, and the palm of the hand: "Come on!"
"Good!" The young man nodded and was about to start. One of the students on the other side was a little unhappy: "Zhao Qing, what do you mean? This is a good opportunity for comparison. Do you want to be alone?"
"I..." The young man scratched his head.
"Okay, I think the strength of these friends is not too bad. There are not many opportunities for this training. Zhao Qing, let you give Song Camp!"
If you are happy.
"Okay!"
Young Zhao Qing nodded his face.
"You..."
The warrior who came to the cultivation field was crying.
What is not too bad?
Are we strong?
It’s just... I turned around and saw two companions on the ground, and I couldn’t say it in my chest.
Easy to beat... Is this also strong?
In the eyes of the other party...maybe really just good!
"Less nonsense, come on!"
One bite, the warrior looked over.
"How can you fight?"
Going forward, Song Ying shook his head.
"You..." Although the warrior was angry, he knew that he was now in a state of disappointment. He took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in his heart. He looked again: "Get started!"
Seeing that he suppressed the instigation in his heart so quickly, Song Camp showed amazement, then nodded: "Begin!"
After finishing the body, I smashed it out.
Hey!
The two immediately played against each other.
After three strokes, the warrior's face was red, and he was caught by a loophole. He kicked out and fell to the ground.
"This..."
Seeing three consecutive, not their opponents, many warriors face each other.
I thought that Zhuo Qingfeng exaggerated, deliberately rendering the horror of Hongyuan College, seeing it with his own eyes, only to understand that it is really powerful.
"Don't you be... Zhengyang, Liu Yang, etc. who want to participate in the selection of the warriors?"
A warrior couldn’t help but ask.
"Zheng Yang, Liu Yang?"
When you hear this, if you smile with a smile, shake your head: "They are the pro-disciples of the dean, a hundred times more powerful than us, how can it compare with it!"
"No? Is that the case... Are you three of the 100 people who passed the warriors this year?" asked Liao Song.
"One hundred people?" If Huan shakes his head again: "We are too weak to qualify for the selection of the warrior..."
Not eligible to participate in the selection?
Liao Song, I only feel that my chest is stuffy: "Then you are..."
"We are hanging... The college has more than 30,000 members, and we have similar combat power!"
If the son of Huanzi looks at it seriously.
"Our strength, in the meeting, is nothing, a big catch..."