Deep Sea Boxing King

"Damn...damn it!"

"After I go back, I must learn a lot of long-range attack skills, otherwise I will be too frustrated!"

Before the lakeshore, Zhang Xiaojian opened his mouth and vomited several mouthfuls of blood again.

The surrounding waters had been rendered bright red, and all were stained red by his blood.

The blood film that had healed on the chest was torn apart again, and the blood was flowing.

The wound has expanded and expanded, and some internal organs are almost flowing out.

"Made, I feel like I'm going to die..."

What made Zhang Xiaojian most uncomfortable was that his arms and hands were extremely painful at this time, trembling like he had Parkinson's disease, and trembling constantly.

The blood vessels and meridians in the arm seemed to be burned in a fire, stinging so much!

"Damn it, using two double-door opener punches in a short period of time is still too reluctant!"

"What's so special, Leng Yanjun's secret technique of'the unity of human and spirit' is also abnormal!"

"My double-door open mountain cannon punch can't be beaten!"

"Damn it!"

"The body has reached its limit, and the spiritual power in the body is also completely exhausted..."

The other side.

Leng Yanjun slowly swam out of the pit at the bottom of the lake again, and the shadow of the lion king fighting fish on his body had shattered like a spider web, trembling, as if it would shatter at any time in the next second.

Leng Yanjun's face turned pale, his chest seemed to be knocked down by a car, and a few mouthfuls of blood came out from the corners of his mouth again.

However, when Leng Yanjun saw Zhang Xiaojian's injury, he couldn't help but slowly conjured a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth.

He swam over Zhang Xiaojian's head and looked at Zhang Xiaojian slightly condescendingly.

Sure enough, the same as he guessed!

Zhang Xiaojian's body has reached its limit, and the spiritual power in his body has also been exhausted!

In fact, since just now, Leng Yanjun has been calculating and feeling the spiritual power in Zhang Xiaojian.

Among the big families, there are also people who have practiced martial arts.

Therefore, for each layer of copper skin that the martial artist can refine, how much spiritual power can be increased, there are calculations and records.

Leng Yanjun has read relevant information, so he can estimate how much spiritual power Zhang Xiaojian has in his body at this time.

At this time, seeing Zhang Xiaojian's sluggish spirit and overburdened body, he knew immediately that he had won.

"You surrender, you have no spiritual power, you have lost." Leng Yanjun showed a bright smile.

"Fart, you don't have spiritual power, why did I lose?" Xiaojian cursed, but he opened his mouth and another blood spurted out.

"Who said I don't have spiritual power?" Leng Yanjun shrugged, and the corners of his mouth raised again confidently.

Then, under Zhang Xiaojian's shocked gaze, a torrent of vigorous spiritual power flowed from a certain orifice point in Leng Yanjun's body and added to his dantian spirit sea.

Leng Yanjun squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Although our Leng family’s spiritual energy storage is not as good as Zhongshan Zhen’s, it can also store 2000 points."

"So, how are you going to fight me now?"

Seeing Zhang Xiaojian's face quickly becoming ugly, Leng Yanjun was a little bit emotional and a little bit lucky.

Fortunately, he was born in a big family, otherwise he would be as embarrassed as Zhang Xiaojian at this time, right?

What if Zhang Xiaojian is a rare genius in a thousand years?

No matter what, he is also struggling alone, groping and pioneering on the road of cultivation alone.

Manpower is sometimes poor, and it is hard to support a single tree!

In a large family with hundreds or thousands of people as the unit, Zhang Xiaojian wanted to deal with it on his own. It was really a fantasy!

The wealth of the famous family has accumulated for hundreds of years, which is completely imaginable.

For example, he has a low-profile version of the "Human Spirit Unity" secret technique at this time, and stores a large amount of spiritual power. All of these things were developed at the expense of a lot of resources and the energy of several generations.

How do ordinary people chase it?

There is simply no way to chase it.

Zhang Xiaojian is a person riding a motorcycle on the highway, and he has a "family" bus, and they take turns to accelerate each other, which is completely incomparable!

"Lost!"

"Zhang Xiaojian lost!"

"It's a pity, I actually lost to the Leng family's unique spiritual skills in the end."

"Oh, this is the sorrow of those ordinary-born Yuhai masters."

"Without the financial support and backing of the family, whether it is cultivation resources or speed, it will be a big step slower than the children of these big families!"

"Oh, sigh!"

"..."

Everyone on the lake was talking, bowing their heads and sighing.

However, this is the reality, not everyone is born on the same starting line.

However, in their hearts at this time, Zhang Xiaojian was already very powerful.

Although he lost in the end, it was not because of strength, but because of birth.

Seeing Zhang Xiaojian's face was extremely pale, his physical body reached its limit, his spiritual power was also consumed too much, and the whole person could no longer support sinking toward the bottom of the lake!

Leng Yanjun felt a burst of joy in his heart!

Won!

He finally won!

Haha... "Boom!!"

However, just when the smile on the corner of Leng Yanjun's mouth suddenly bloomed.

Suddenly, a terrible momentum and deafening explosion ~www.readwn.com~ suddenly rang in his ears!

Leng Yanjun was shocked!

The people on the lake were shocked!

Jiang Henian and Fei Wuji in the sky were equally shocked!

"Spiritual skill, cannon punch!"

Zhang Xiaojian let out a violent roar, a **** fist with a **** fist, and with a whistling, Leng Yanjun was caught off guard and came into close contact with his face!

"Bang, wow!"

The ghost beast phantom that was already covered with cracks on his body immediately fell apart and was smashed to pieces!

At the same time, Zhang Xiaojian's left fist also followed!

Then he kept his hands open, bowing left and right, and slapped Leng Yanjun's face with a frenzy!

"Boom boom!"

All of them were shocked by this sudden scene!

This...what the **** happened to this?

Xiaojian has spiritual power on his body!

Also almost 2,000 points of spiritual power!

One cannon punch with 100 points of spiritual power, Xiaojian hit 20 punches all at once!

Leng Yanjun was caught off guard, and sturdily took it all down!

While he flew backwards, Zhang Xiaojian roared to keep up, and his two blood-colored fists slammed frantically!

"Boom..."

After 20 punches, Leng Yanjun's entire face was swollen into a pig's head, and he also knew his whole life was dead, but Zhang Xiaojian stood there panting.

The entire Xinxing Lake was quiet, and there was no sound at all.

Mid-air.

Jiang Henian and Fei Wuji also watched this scene blankly. The two men standing at the top of the Pyramid of Nanhai University stood in place like statues, staring down blankly.

"Haha!!"

"Sven scum, you lose, you lose again!"

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