The strongest cheating student

Chapter 17 Three Thousand Dragon Subduing Hands
After Han Wudao finished speaking, he opened his mouth and swallowed this drop of bone refining liquid into his stomach. It tasted sour, salty, astringent, like a drop of tear.

At the moment of swallowing it, as Tiandao Shending said, the bones in the body were like thousands of small ants biting, and it was like countless fine needles being pierced. It was painful and itchy, making Han Wudao gnash his teeth and roll on the floor of the room .

"Little master, are you okay? If you can't help it, I'll help you absorb the mother liquid of these metal sources." Tiandao Shending said.

"No, I can bear it." Han Wudao rolled on the ground, still clutching his fists, and punched the floor, hoping that this would relieve the itching in his bones.

"Bang bang..." There were bursts of loud noises coming from Han Wudao's room, and the ground within a radius of [-] meters felt a slight vibration, like a wild animal hitting the ground.

"What's going on?" The bodyguards of the Han family, as well as the adults of the Han family, ran towards Han Wudao's room at the fastest speed.

That's right, the bursts of loud noises came from the room, the glass above the window was all shattered, and there were bursts of roaring and roaring sounds in the room, making people feel like a head is trapped inside. beastly.

"My dear son, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?" Father Han ran to the tightly closed door and patted it and asked.

"Long!"

The entire wooden door was shattered by a powerful force, and the wood splinters flew everywhere, shocking Papa Han a few steps back. He looked at Han Wudao behind the wooden door in surprise and saw blood dripping from his fist.

"Son, what are you doing? Are you broken in love?" Papa Han couldn't help asking worried about his young son when he saw his masochistic look.

"My dear grandson, what's the matter with you?" Grandpa Han, who came back with two small boxes in his hand, asked when he saw Han Wudao's fists dripping with blood.

"I'm practicing boxing, come here and practice with me." Han Wudao's bones all over his body were extremely itchy and painful like needle pricks. Only by venting in this way can he distract his attention.

"What?" Father Han greeted him with a fist before he could react.

Of course, as Father Han with the strength of a martial artist, and a fourth-tier martial artist with experience in battle, how could Han Wudao's attack hurt him.

Putting his hands on his chest, he blocked Han Wudao's punch from the front, and his body was shocked back more than ten steps, and there were bursts of numbness on his arms, which made Han's father look at his son in surprise. attack him.

Faced with Han Wudao's punches and kicks, Han's father was only doing defensive work, and did not fight back against Han Wudao, lest he hurt Han Wudao, and the two old people around him would beat him in a daze.

"I'll go, this power..." Papa Han felt that his strength had surpassed that of a warrior, and his face was filled with fear and joy.

What I am afraid of is that others will know that he has entered the Wufu stage, because in their Baling City, there has not been such a wizard in a thousand years. If the enemy finds out, the other party will definitely hunt him down.

"Stop, stop, don't fight anymore, if you hit me again, I will fight back." Papa Han retreated steadily after being beaten.

"Then you fight back. A real strong man climbs up a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Come on, let me see what a martial artist's strength looks like." Han Wudao fought more and more bravely, more and more vividly, like Like a wild lion.

"Damn, you know how to move? Footwork?" Before Papa Han finished speaking, he suddenly saw that Han Wudao's movement had changed a little. Papa Han, who was about to fight back, saw Han Wudao appearing behind him at some point. Still in front of him: "I'll go..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Wudao slapped Han Wudao on the back, and his whole body almost lay on the ground, feeling the burning pain in his back. If he didn't have a strong body, he would vomit blood.

After Han's father felt his true strength, he would not be polite anymore, and started to fight back against Han Wudao, a guy who seemed to be running away. .

Martial arts, Han Wudao's martial arts are very strong, really strong, every punch and kick can mobilize the muscles and bones of his body to cooperate with each other. In addition, he has opened up many meridians in his body, and at the dantian, he has formed a small Dantian.

With one punch, his strength has already surpassed that of a martial artist. In a confrontation with Papa Han, he lost at all, but Han Wudao lacked actual combat experience and was a little passive.

Of course, Papa Han has shown mercy to his subordinates, otherwise, Papa Han would have been beaten away by him long ago.

"Son, you have to remember that when confronting the enemy, you must concentrate and pay attention to the movement of the enemy's punches. Only in this way will you not be passive." Father Han instructed him while fighting Han Wudao.

Han Wudao didn't know this, but now he was biting his bones like ants, like tens of thousands of needles, and it was difficult to calm down. Now he just wanted to vent his uncomfortable feeling.

"Three Thousand Subduing Dragon Hands!" Han Wudao couldn't take advantage of dozens of attacks, so he took out the Three Thousand Subduing Dragon Hands from the unnamed martial art he had just learned.

Three thousand subduing dragon hands, attacking with both hands, with palms, fists, and fingers, attacked some vital acupuncture points on Papa Han's body as quickly as possible.

"Huh? This is a good move!" Papa Han saw Han Wudao in front of him make a move, a move he had never seen before, forming more than a dozen handprints, fingering, and fist shadows to attack the key points on his body: "Unfortunately, the power is too differentiated and too fancy."

Martial arts in this world usually seek to kill with one blow. Now Han Wudao uses the three thousand dragon subduing hands, which he is not familiar with, not to mention three thousand hands, even one hundred moves cannot be done, and this move , like evacuating the strength in his body.

"Puff..." There were more than a dozen handprints, and three of them hit Papa Han.

In other words, it was only three hits, but one hit his body and made him numb, and the last two hit him, flying him more than ten meters away, making him stare at him with unbelievable eyes. Looking at this son who is considered a wizard.

The strength of Papa Han's attack was not very good, because he didn't want to hurt Han Wudao, but his defense ability was very strong. He didn't expect to be injured by the martial arts that he thought were too fancy, and the breath in his body became a little confused.

"This..." The two old men next to him also thought that his martial arts power was too scattered, and they didn't think that Han Wudao's move would send his father flying more than ten meters away.

"I won't play with you anymore, let your grandpa play with you." Father Han hit him with three tricks, and the breath in his body became a little chaotic. If he didn't manage it properly, he would hurt the meridians in his body.I thought to myself:
"Is this his real strength? Where did he learn that move just now? What is it called Three Thousand Dragon Subduing Hands? When did this brat become so powerful? I'll go!"

(For collection, there are three updates today,)
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