Heavenly God Mnemonic

"boom!"

With a blow from both palms, Yan Yang's true energy exploded, and Su Ze's body stagnated, being blocked by the storm that rushed forward.

The violent infuriating qi surged beside the two of them, both standing still, looking at each other coldly.

Su Ze's eyes were full of astonishment, and even a trace of trance. Although he didn't use his full strength just now, it was not something that ordinary Zhenwu could carry in the early stage.

The former trash boy is already flourishing, and Yushu stands in front of him.

Thinking back to the stormy night fifteen years ago, Yang Zhao came with the baby in his arms and walked in the rain.

The child doesn't cry or make trouble, those bright eyes are like the stars in the night sky, and like the boy in front of him, clear and unmarked.

"Okay! Thanks to Mr. Yang Zhao's great kindness back then, he has always been one of the people I admire the most. Today I will see how strong you are with your grandpa!"

Su Ze was immediately aroused by his pride. Although he has the strength of real martial arts and great perfection, he has a high position and no one dares to do anything to him.

With a warlike heart, a set of boxing techniques were punched, like clouds and flowing water, endless, and between the fist techniques, there seemed to be a layer of water, bright and shining, covering the past.

The surrounding students were all stunned, including Chen Ting and Meng Rui. They also knew Yang Qingxuan's life experience. They all muttered in their hearts: "His grandfather? Isn't he a garbage worker in the college?"

Chen Ting frowned, his city was extremely deep, and he immediately understood that Su Ze's words contained great information.

Yang Qingxuan unfolded his fists, and greeted him, saying: "Then King Jin will take a good look!"

A set of Xingyi Quan opened, like a dragon flying for nine days, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, rushing into Su Ze's fist, breaking that piece of water and ripples.

Su Ze was shocked in his heart. He had been immersed in this set of boxing for more than 30 years, and he would punch it almost every day.

Originally thought that as soon as the fist strikes, he could easily suppress the opponent, but he was shocked to discover that Yang Qingxuan's understanding of **** seemed to be better than himself.

"How can this be……"

Su Ze was hit hard in his heart. He often called his guards to practice boxing, and he was able to stabilize the opponent. At this moment, he couldn't even beat a 16-year-old boy. He was a little messy for a while, and he secretly said: "I can't think of more than 30 In 2016, Guard Ling always let me."

At the moment, he was extremely frustrated, his fist was stagnant, and he broke a few punches. Yang Qingxuan seized the opportunity and punched Su Ze in the face with a few punches.

Su Ze was frightened and angry, and he didn't care about bullying the small, Zhenwu's great power burst out, and he stopped in front of him with a punch, and immediately turned into a whirlpool, as if the space was squeezed, and Yang Qingxuan's fists were all trapped. Went in.

"not good!"

Yang Qingxuan was shocked and immediately estimated the opponent's cultivation base, and hurriedly withdrew his fists and retreated.

"late!"

Su Ze yelled coldly, punched out his fist, and the whirlpool instantly expanded several times, covering Yang Qingxuan's entire body.

Yang Qingxuan immediately felt that he was trapped in a quagmire, and the space around him was like cotton, softly wrapping him, sinking continuously.

"not good!"

Yang Qingxuan knew that this was Su Ze's boxing intent, and once he was completely trapped, unless his cultivation base surpassed the opponent, he would definitely lose.

With a loud shout at the moment, his right hand drew a circle in front of him, and six blazing suns leaped out, hovering around the body, turning into a palm, and slamming out!

"Six suns open the sky!"

"Boom!"

The muddy fist space was immediately shattered, and the violent sun's power turned into a line and rose into the sky.

Yang Qingxuan's figure flickered, following the line of fire, rushing out of the range of his fist.

With a flash of his palm, he was extremely overbearing and ingenious, winning a lot of cheers.

Ding Yuan looked at the side for a while, and said with emotion: "Yang Qingxuan's boxing skills are not under his sword skills. This kid is not a simple swordsman genius, but a full range of martial arts genius!"

Qing Buli was silent, watching quietly.

"it is good!"

Su Ze yelled, bullied himself up, and under the flicker of his figure, he came to Yang Qingxuan and shouted: "This trick depends on how you hide!"

"Great compassion!"

Scratching it with one palm, a layer of golden light appeared on the five fingers, soft and peaceful, compassionate to all beings.

Yang Qingxuan's **** condensed, placed in front of him, and moved toward that palm!

"Hey!"

A green glow appeared at the fingertips, splitting the air.

Qing Budi's original calm face showed surprise.

The finger point was under the golden light of the palm, like a stone sinking into the sea, causing a layer of ripples, but it was of no avail.

Su Ze said coldly: "It's useless." But there was a sudden burst in his heart, because Yang Qingxuan's eyes were unwavering. It seemed that this result was what he expected, and the calmness made him feel a little uneasy.

"What's the matter? How can there be such a sense of unreliability in my heart? Under Great Compassion, he will never be able to overcome the storm. I am worrying too much."

"Hey!"

Suddenly there was another sound of breaking through the air, Yang Qingxuan raised his left hand, and invited the moon to strike out with one move, shooting into the golden light, and another ripple swayed away.

Su Ze shouted: "It's useless to say it, in vain! Let's honestly admit defeat!"

That palm of golden light spread out, pressing down like a layer of space.

Ding Yuan stared at him and suddenly said, "Yang Qingxuan has become so proficient with these two **** techniques. How many fingers has he learned about the eight-tone string finger?"

There was joy on Qing Buli's face. He also wanted to know how many fingers Yang Qingxuan had learned?

At this moment, the people around me gathered more and more, watching the battle between the two in shock.

Among them, one of the companions who had comprehended Yinyue Yizhi, Qin Zhen, Ivy, Du Ruo, and others, all had their mouths open. Because Yang Qingxuan showed the Yinyue Yizhi, they even couldn't understand it.

The smile on Qing Buli's joyful face suddenly condensed, because after Yang Qingxuan used a finger to invite the moon and tapped into the golden light of his palm, another burst of air sounded.

"Hey!" Jumang pointed to a comeback.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The second and the third, in an instant, Yang Qingxuan's hands were flying, and he immediately pointed out seven or eight fingers, hitting all the fingers into the palm, and disrupted the golden light.

Afterwards, more breaking through the air sounded, like a meteor shower, countless sentence fingers and inviting moon fingers shot out, instantly shot into the golden light, arousing huge waves!

"what?!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, "That **** is a mysterious martial art!"

It was the first time I saw someone using profound martial arts, hitting dozens of fingers like drinking water.

"what?"

Qing Buli yelled, opening his mouth wide enough to stuff a big watermelon.

Ding Yuan's eyes also protruded, instantly petrifying.

You Ye's domineering and majestic face is full of deep jealousy, Mou Bo's eyes are like Su Ze's golden light, endless ripples, and stormy waves in his heart.

Qin Zhen and the others were even more confused. They had practiced Yinyue Yizhi, and naturally understood the terrifying power of this fingering, and it would cost a lot of true energy to be able to use one finger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One after another, the finger lights rushed into the hands of Great Compassion, and the sky was full of golden light, like fireworks in full bloom, gorgeous and bright.