Martial Arts Overlord

"Hu Xiaoquan is the third most important thing, and finally it has been practiced!"

Looking at the crisscrossed fist prints, Luo Feng's face smiled.

Tiger Xiaoquan is worthy of yellow martial arts. The difficulty of practicing Leopard Boxing is more than ten times more difficult. Even with Luo Feng's comprehension, it took nearly six days to practice Tiger Xiaoquan to the third place, the distance from the fourth. There is still a long way to go to achieve a major achievement.

Luo Feng is very satisfied with this result. No one else in the class should chase himself.

The vitality in the body is affected by Tiger Xiaoquan. Luo Feng took a deep breath and converged. He felt only a slight bulging in the spleen, and it was slightly warm. His eyes widened suddenly, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"Surely the horse is about to break through to the stage of strength training, why is it so fast?"

Luo Feng's eyes were a little surprised.

It takes almost a month for an ordinary martial artist to advance from the early period of strength training, and it takes only six days for him to enter the strength training. He is really a **** of progress!

"Try my strength now!"

Luo Feng reacted, took a deep breath, stimulated the vitality in his body, sang loudly, and stomped to the ground with all his strength.

Bang!

The cliff shook, and Luo Feng's right foot fell half a foot into the rock, and a large crack like a spider spread over a range of ten meters.

"This ... the power of this foot is probably over two thousand pounds!" Luo Feng looked at his masterpiece, his eyes shocked.

The power of this strike is close to the late martial arts!

Waking up, Luo Feng's eyes flashed ecstatic.

With only two days left, we should be able to break through the period of strength training, and then we can further improve our strength! The power is expected to be over two thousand five hundred pounds!

"Lin Hui, you were ashamed of me that day, this time I will defeat you in front of everyone in the class!"

Luo Feng clenched his fists tightly, recalling the scornful glances of Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Hui when they looked at themselves a few days ago, and they could not help breathing more quickly.

Recovering from his emotional excitement, Luo Feng looked around, and the cliff was destroyed by the fist wind, which was beyond recognition.

"I wanted to take advantage of these two days to go to Yanwutang to pick a book of light body martial arts, and then practice the Tiger Xiaoquan to the level of Dacheng. Luo Feng said to himself.

In the past few days, he practiced Tiger Xiaoquan, and gradually realized the difference between Tiger Xiaoquan and ordinary yellow-grade boxing.

Tiger Xiaoquan seems simple, but it incorporates momentum into its moves, and it acts like an angry dragon and fierce tiger.

Luo Feng practiced Tiger Xiaoquan to the third level in six days. Originally, he wanted to practice Tiger Xiaoquan to Dacheng, but now it is not simple.

Cultivation of Tiger Xiaoquan is the fourth most important thing. It seems that it lacks some things and cannot really exert its power.

Luo Feng recalled the picture when Ji Wuyue was performing Hu Xiaoquan that day, with his ordinary understanding, after several deductions, he finally figured out that to cultivate Hu Xiaoquan to the fourth level, he must cooperate with light weight. The exercises only work, and the remaining two days are obviously not enough.

"It's not early today, come here first. Continue practicing tomorrow." Luo Feng looked up at the sky and was preparing to go down the mountain.

On the way down, Luo Fengxin thought about the various changes of Hu Xiaoquan. When passing through a dense forest, his ear suddenly moved slightly.

He heard a whisper of tiger howling coming from a distance, and there was a faint voice mixed with it.

"This is the voice of practicing Tiger Xiaoquan."

Luo Feng has practiced Tiger Xiaoquan regardless of day and night. This sound has been heard no less than a thousand times. After only a little listening, he can tell.

"It's true that someone is practicing Tiger Xiaoquan. The sound is a little familiar. I don't know who it is ..." Hesitating for a moment, Luo Feng could not help but turned and leaned in the direction of the sound.

Through the dense forest, the vision suddenly opened up. In front of it was a water pool formed by a mountain spring, surrounded by thin clouds and mist, full of vitality.

"It's a great place to practice."

Luo Feng saw the beautiful scenery in front of him, sighed, leaned carefully, came to the back of a giant tree, the probe looked in the direction of the pond.

Beside the lake, a young girl in a light blue dress is practicing boxing. The fist wind is violent, and the tiger howling is endless. The practice is Hu Xiaoquan!

"Ice blue ..."

Luo Feng looked at the blue figure, his eyes trembled.

The figure beside the pool has a blue short that looks like the color of the ocean, and is slightly thin, but very imposing. A pair of blue pupils flash like a sapphire, and a pair of slender and powerful make the whole person look clean and straightforward. Is the silver moon squad leader Bing Ruolan.

"Well, Nizi is so beautiful. Her pupils are blue. I heard that she has the blood of Beihai Xi tribe. I don't know if it is true."

Luo Feng looked at Bing Ruolan's figure, especially when the pair was one point more fat, and one point less slender and beautiful legs, couldn't help but admire a few words.

Bing Ruolan's beauty is notorious in the entire Ziyang College. It is one of the three beauties in the outer courtyard of the Ziyang College and is known in private as a fairy.

If the ice stands on blue water, a light blue floats slightly, and the fists seem to be weak, but each punch can bring out the sharp wind breaking sound, domineering, and the calm lake surface is stirred up by the wind.

After several consecutive punches, Bing Ruolan's momentum has condensed to the peak. She raised her eyebrows and slightly lowered her figure. Her right fist, like a drowsy dragon, blasted out an angry tiger.

boom!

A weird scene appeared, the air in front of Bing Ruolan was twisted like a broken mirror, the rushing sound of water appeared, and a white wave mark appeared in the pond, which gradually dissipated after being pulled nearly ten meters away.

"The hungry tiger turned back!" Was another coquettish voice, Bingruo's blue tongue fluttered with spring thunder, with his right foot as a fulcrum, the whole person rotated a half circle, his left fist crossed an arc mark, and a bang punched in front of him.

Whoo ...

This punch seemed to hit a big clock face, and a dull sound burst came out for several miles, even Luo Feng felt the air shake a bit.

"What a terrible power, the power of this blow is ten times higher! This is the strength of the chakra quadruple rigid and soft land!"

Luo Feng felt the horrible power of the two punches just now and couldn't help licking his lips.

At the same time, Luo Feng's eyes had a little doubt.

Bing Ruolan's angry tiger came out of the hole and the hungry tiger turned back. Although the power was not weak, there were two obvious errors, which weakened the momentum a lot.

"Not yet!" Bing Ruolan had already noticed Luo Feng, converged, and looked sharply at the giant tree in which Luo Feng was hiding.

Luo Feng knew that he could not hide the other party, grabbed his head, and stood out from behind the trunk.

"Luo Feng! What are you doing here?" Bing Ruolan saw Luo Feng and hesitated.

"I happened to pass by here. I heard the voice come over to see it. I didn't expect the squad leader to cultivate here." Luo Feng looked at Bing Ruolan, hesitated, wondering whether to tell Bing Ruolan the mistake of Hu Xiaoquan.

Bing Ruolan saw Luo Feng's eyes in trouble, thinking that Luo Feng was embarrassed by the agreement with Lin Hui, and said, "Luo Feng, there are two days for martial arts practice training, how are you prepared?"

Luo Feng froze, and immediately understood what Bing Ruolan was referring to, nodded, and smiled, "It's almost the same. Lin Hui is not my opponent."

Bingruo blue froze.

She thought that Luo Feng would be soft, and she could persuade Luo Feng to go to Ji Wuyue and then apologize to Lin Hui, and the matter ended like this. However, I did not expect Luo Feng's answer to be like this. I didn't know how to speak for a while.

"Why be so stubborn, then it isn't you who loses ..." Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng's persistent gaze, knowing that there was no room for persuasion, and sighed in his heart, his gaze regretted.

"Squad leader, you just practiced Hu Xiaoquan, right?" Luo Feng didn't notice Bing Ruolan's face, Bing Ruo Lan had kindness to himself, Luo Feng decided to tell the other party about Hu Xiaoquan.

"Well. I just practiced to the second level." Bing Ruolan nodded, his eyes were a little smug.

Bing Ruolan was detected from a young age that her soul strength was not strong, but her martial arts comprehension was very outstanding. Within a few days, she had already cultivated the yellow martial arts Wuxiao Tiger Xiaoquan to the second level, which is very rare.

Bing Ruolan was confident, and no one in the entire outer court could gain himself.

Luo Feng paused and said directly, "Squad leader, there are two mistakes in the Tiger Xiaoquan you just practiced."

"Hmm ... what! Wrong?"

Bing Ruolan nodded first, then immediately reacted, frowning at Luo Feng, his face faintly enraged, and asked, "What's wrong?"

She has always been proud of her perceptiveness, and now she was suddenly told that her cultivation method was wrong, and the other party was still the bottom student in the class. Bing Ruolan couldn't help but get angry.

Luo Feng ignored the faint anger of Bingruo's blue face, and spoke calmly.

"Hu Xiaoquan is important for momentum. What you pay attention to is unity of fist and meaning. When you were practicing just now, the punch and the breath were not the same, and the momentum was deliberately convergent. It was not decisive enough. The punch was not direct enough. artistic conception."

Bing Ruolan's breath was a little brisk, and Ning Mei looked at Luo Feng, angrily, "How do you know!"

"I just point you to the wrong place for cultivation. As for believe it or not, just leave it to you." Luo Feng didn't want to explain anything, and said something lightly, before Bing Ruolan answered, turned and left.

"Pretend!"

Bing Ruolan looked at Luo Feng's distant figure, murmured without a look, only when Luo Feng was bragging.

Bing Ruolan is the first master of the Silver Moon class, but Luo Feng's strength has always been the bottom of the silver Moon class.

No one would believe that Luo Feng could see the deficiency of Bing Ruolan's cultivation.

I wanted to leave things behind as a joke and ignore them. Somehow, Bing Ruoan's mind flashed Luo Luo's confident look suddenly, hesitated, a sly flash of eyes flashed, watching Luo Feng's distant figure, like a grumpy way

"Huh, look at you so energetic. I practice as you said. It won't work then. I'll go to your account again!"

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