I just want to play games quietly

After today's class, Wei Feng took Zhou Wen to the driving range. However, what he took Zhou Wen to is not the driving range for students, but the driving range for tutors.

Students can't come here at ordinary times. Only tutors can practice here.

"How do you want to practice?" Wei Feng used a separate practice room and asked Zhou Wen after changing into combat clothes.

"Pure boxing practice." Zhou Wen said.

"It's OK to practice in actual combat, but you're still legendary. I can only suppress my own strength..." before Wei Feng finished his words, he saw a human light and shadow on Zhou Wen. Then the human light and shadow merged into Zhou Wen's body, making Zhou Wen's whole body seem to be shining.

"Have you gathered your soul and promoted to epic level?" Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen in surprise. When he was as old as Zhou Wen, he was just an ordinary child. Zhou Wen had already gathered his life and soul, which was too fast.

Although Wei Feng has seen a lot of talents in his tutoring career in recent years, it is the first time for him to be promoted to epic at the age of Zhou Wen.

"Yes, so please try your best and don't be lenient." Zhou Wen said.

"Don't worry, I won't be lenient." Wei Feng laughed and thought to himself, "it's an incomparable genius to be promoted to the epic level at such a young age. But you are still too young. The level does not represent the real combat effectiveness. Let me teach you a good lesson and let you know how important the actual combat experience is in the battle."

Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen's clothes and said, "do you have any animal spirits of armor type?"

"Yes." Zhou Wen replied.

"Put it on. In actual combat, it's hard to avoid that you can't stop. If you hurt yourself, it's not good." Wei Feng said.

"Good." Zhou Wen felt that this was right, so he called out the variant Shixiang armor to wear on his body to ensure his safety.

"Now, then." Unlike other tutors, Wei Feng didn't mean to wait for Zhou Wen to hit him first, but he didn't use his soul.

Wei Feng's fist is fast and fierce, but it's just a pure fist technique. He doesn't use the vitality technique. With the blessing of the ancient emperor's soul, Zhou Wen used his seven scattered palms.

These seven strokes are the essence of Wang Mingyuan's extraction from seven different ways. Each trick has its own unique characteristics. There are seven different artistic conception in the seven strokes. Zhou Wen has been very proficient in playing the role of seven strokes. However, if we can understand the artistic conception, we still feel a little worse.

It's not that Zhou Wen doesn't have enough savvy to understand the artistic conception of seven scattered palms, but that he doesn't have much chance to use palms at ordinary times.

With the sharp weapons such as bajian and bamboo knife in hand, when killing monsters, he naturally won't fight with dimensional creatures empty handed, and rarely has the chance to use palm techniques.

Wei Feng began to want to use his own experience and boxing to educate Zhou Wen, but after a while, he found that he could not take advantage of Zhou Wen in boxing.

Zhou Wen's palm technique seems to be changeable and can cope with all kinds of situations. What's more terrible is that this guy is not like a student at all. He is more like a veteran who has experienced a lot of tempering in the battlefield. His rich combat experience is not inferior to him at all.

Wei Feng and Zhou Wen have been fighting for more than ten minutes, but there is no flaw in Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen is not only experienced in fighting, but also very stable. In his palm technique, there is no trace of impetuosity. Wei Feng tried to set a trap several times to lure Zhou Wen to attack him at risk, but Zhou Wen was completely unmoved.

"Is this guy really sixteen or seventeen?" Wei Feng is unbelievable. First, Zhou Wen's fighting experience is too rich. Second, he has such a calm character that he should not be a 16-year-old or 17-year-old.

He once "educated" other gifted teenagers. Even though they were calm on the surface, they would be enthusiastic if they were stirred up in actual combat, and he would seize the opportunity to educate them well.

Zhou Wen in front of him is completely different. He is as calm as a mountain. He can't be more stable. No matter how Wei Feng lures him, he won't be moved.

Where does Wei Feng know? Although Zhou Wen is young, he has rich fighting experience in the game. The reason why he is so calm is due to his personality, but the main reason is that he has experienced too many deaths in the game, experienced all kinds of death training, made him think more than ordinary young people, and gradually formed the habit of caution.

Wei Feng sees Zhou Wen's appearance. If he continues to fight with him like this, even if the world ends, he is afraid that there will be no result.

"I really can't underestimate the young people now. Since he has used the soul, I don't need to be polite any more." Wei Feng thought and called out his soul.

His soul is a fist ring, which appears on his right hand. It looks like it is made of steel. It wraps his whole right fist and his back arm. It looks like a mechanical arm.

"You have to be careful. My soul is called steel fist. Although it's not very impressive, it has great power." Wei Feng said, the right hand wrapped by the steel fist bombarded Zhou Wenmeng.

Wei Feng's boxing seems to be open and close, but in fact it is subtle. With his rich combat experience, Zhou Wen tried his best to block Wei Feng's attack, but he couldn't find a chance to fight back.

Now that Wei Feng uses the soul of life, Zhou Wendao is not surprised but happy, because the pressure given him by Wei Feng is obviously not enough. Now that he uses the soul of life, he should try his best.

Originally, Zhou Wen was still thinking about the role of Weifeng's steel fist, but when Weifeng's fist came, there were holes around the steel fist, which spewed out steam like white smoke, pushing Weifeng's fist. In an instant, it burst out with unparalleled speed, more than twice as fast as before.

Because it was in combat practice, so Zhou Wen did not use body method to dodge, forced to take the fist of Wei Feng with his palm.

Bang!

When the fists and palms intersected, Zhou Wen felt a huge force shaking his arm numb, and his body also involuntarily left the ground and flew backward.

Zhou Wen tossed in the air for several weeks, relieved the huge force, and when he fell to the ground, his arms were still numb, and his palms trembled slightly.

"I told you to be careful. Steel fist can greatly enhance my speed and strength. I only used three parts just now." Wei Feng slightly some proud said.

"Come again." Zhou Wen stepped out and attacked again. He had sensed that the soul of the ancient emperor was ready to move, and his heart was beating violently.