Strongest High School Student

The whole effect of the decoction was absorbed by Lu Xuan's body.

Breath out a breath of turbid gas, Lu Xuan spirit greatly.

He stood up and smashed it with a fist. His internal meridians didn't feel any pain. Lu Xuan's face was full of joy: "not only all the meridians in the body have been repaired, but also the strength has returned to the state before the injury."

Clenched his fist, feeling the power of the explosion on his fist, Lu Xuan turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

"Eleven o'clock, an hour to go." Lu Xuan, with a faint smile on his mouth, simply cleaned up and left. He drove from the parking lot to the riverside overpass.

Jiangbin Road, along the Jiuqu River, is the most congested section of traffic in Ninghai city. When it comes to rush hours or holidays, the road will be blocked. More than half of the traffic police of the Transportation Bureau can barely maintain the road condition of Jiangbin Road. With the increasing car purchase rate of Ninghai City citizens, Jiangbin Road will be paralyzed sooner or later.

The only feasible solution is to cancel all the pedestrian traffic lights on Jiangbin Road section and build an overpass for pedestrians to cross the road. In this way, as long as there is no accident on Jiangbin Road, vehicles can be unblocked all the way.

As early as the first half of this year, the construction of Jiangbin overpass was started in an orderly manner, and the construction plan is expected to be completed in the middle and late next year.

Today, the riverside overpass has been built to half. The broken bridge is in the air, with steel and cement exposed at the cross-section. Under it, there is a continuous stream of vehicles and a continuous stream of people on both sides of the aisle.

Lu Xuan's Cadillac is driving fast in the night, the half closed window is blowing the cool wind, blowing up Lu Xuan's hair. Soon, Lu Xuan arrived at the riverside overpass under construction before midnight.

There are several yellow lights flashing around. The construction site is full of cement and sand, and the lunch boxes and mineral water bottles left by the workers. There are also several danger warning signs not far away.

Under the bridge came the roar of traffic. The workers who built the overpass on the bridge had already left work, which seemed a bit deserted.

Lu Xuan parked the car outside the construction site.

He had thought that he was fighting with the drifting king. After all, he had just taught that charming woman a lesson yesterday, but he didn't find a modified car around him.

"Wrong guess?"

Lu Xuan was expressionless, and walked to the overpass, only to find a figure like green pine standing, wearing a black training suit, plain face, big face and nose, but a pair of sharp eyes were deep and frightening.

"Master!" Lu Xuan's eyes are full of dignity.

The figure standing like a green pine is Chen Yang, an ancient warrior invited by the Fang family to deal with Lu Xuan at a high price.

At this moment, a building in a community built on the riverside road is facing the window of the riverside overpass. The fangs look at the riverside overpass through the balcony.

A figure slowly walked onto the overpass, and Fang Yuntian, Du Chunyue, Fang Qiong and the old housekeeper over 60 years old showed a grim smile on their faces.

Fang Hao could not take off the gauze on his nose. He looked like a funny clown. When he saw the figure, he had a sinister look on his face: "Lu Xuan! You must die tonight

"Sure enough, the boy is here!" Du Chunyue's moist palms cover her smiling face, so that people can't easily see her yellowish gums.

Fang Qiong patted Fang Hao on the shoulder: "brother, don't worry. It won't take long for this Luxuan to taste more painful than what you've been through. Then master Chen left him on the overpass. Tut tut So many cars, as long as a few cars run over him, can make him into meat sauce

Fang Hao's evil face gradually became ferocious. His eyes were fixed on the figure that was gradually approaching Chen Yang, and fiercely gritted his teeth: "not only is he going to die! I want the people around him to die with him

Fang Yuntian touched his chin with his hand: "it's also an opportunity for our Fang family to get to know Master Chen by taking advantage of this opportunity. After spending a million yuan, this boy is worth dying!"

You have been crushed into a foreign language.

On the overpass which is only a few hundred meters away, Lu Xuan and Chen Yang look at each other. Looking at Chen Yang's disdainful eyes, Lu Xuan can feel Chen Yang's killing opportunity.

No one spoke first, the air seemed to be trapped in solidification, the temperature dropped suddenly, and Lu Xuan's hair stood up.

At this time, Jiuqu River wind!

Chen Yang's white figure pounced on him, and his pace was so fast that he could only see the shadow. He was ready to give a punch to the front door of the landing Pavilion.

Go straight to Huanglong!

Lu Xuan didn't know who the other party was, but he was not afraid. He stepped forward with his right foot as if he had rooted into the ground. His waist and horse were united, and he punched each other with his fists.

With the sound of "bang", the momentum of the two fists was amazing, and the sound of collision was dull.

Lu Xuan's finger bones are slightly numb. Just as the first punch, he feels Chen Yang's domineering power. His fist style is like a downhill tiger. His power is incomparably fierce. This man is the most powerful opponent he meets after he returns home, so Lu Xuan attaches great importance to it.

One punch fell and the second one started. Almost in an instant, their fists smashed together again. It was a dull and crisp sound.

Lu Xuan's forehead exudes cold sweat, and the phalanx on his fist is numb.

"He did his best

The opponent is hiding clumsy, the first punch he did not use all his strength, in Lu Xuan surprised, the third punch has appeared.

Lu Xuan didn't dare to let the water out at all, but also used his inch strength. "Bang" made the two fists intersect again. Lu Xuan's horse step, which was deep into the ground, was knocked back. His face was extremely dignified, and his fingers were numb and slightly painful.

Chen Yang steps a meal, sneer said: "originally you are also the ancient martial arts, no wonder the Fang family wants to ask for a hand."

Lu Xuan was cold in the heart, and his face was covered with frost: "it was Fang Hao that guy who made the ghost!"

If in his peak period against the man in front of him, the other side must be beaten by him, but after the third punch, Lu Xuan will understand that with his current strength, it is difficult to defeat each other.

"Damn it!" Lu Xuan scolded in his heart.

Chen Yang's face shows contempt.

"You're still in the triple or quadruple state of body quenching. You're too weak. Besides, you only rely on your brute strength to fight. You don't even have any martial arts skills. I'm a five level quenched body state. Compared with me, you don't have a chance to win. You can't help but know that."

"Ancient warrior!" Lu Xuan's face sank.

Ancient warriors followed the attack and defense routines handed down in China for thousands of years. They simplified and refined them into more powerful moves. Such moves are called "martial arts.".

Although Lu Xuan was not an ancient warrior, he was not weaker than the ancient warrior before his strength plummeted. Therefore, he had some understanding of this circle. The so-called martial arts skills can be divided into four levels: first, the best, second, third, and fourth, excellent.

However, with the gradual seclusion of ancient martial arts from the secular world, most of them lost their martial arts. As the most powerful top-notch martial arts, they have not been seen in the world for hundreds of years. Even rare martial arts are also very rare. Nowadays, few of them are top-quality ones, and most of them are good ones.

"I've learned a top-quality martial art called" mangniujin ". If you're smart, you'd better give up. Maybe I can do something lighter to make you die faster."

"Mangniujin!" Lu Xuan's eyes are slightly narrowed. Mangniu's strength was created by a master of Southern Shaolin a hundred years ago. It's mainly hard and fierce. The strength can break people's muscles and bones, and it can hit mountains and gravel with heavy strength. After practicing to the extreme, there are few opponents.

Lu Xuan knows that he can't get any benefits from his fists. Fortunately, Lu Xuan's perceptual ability plays a huge role, enabling him to judge the direction of Chen Yang's attack according to the ups and downs of his hips and shoulders, so as to avoid.

After knowing that the opponent's martial art is mangniujin, Lu Xuan will not continue to confront him.

If you can't take it by force, take it by wisdom!

Chen Yang made another move, his fists galloping like a mang ox, whistling and waving, dancing out a fist style, and the water could not be poured into it.

Lu Xuan began to use xuanyuanjue to control the spiritual power in his body, which was used to resist the opponent's inch strength. Under the guidance of Xuanyuan resolution, all kinds of spiritual power appeared in all parts of Lu Xuan's body, strengthening his body's confrontation with Chen Yang.

But gradually, a flow of spiritual power in Lu Xuan's mind, and more and more clear, more and more mysterious.

Lu Xuan's face is dignified, should face Chen Yang's fierce and huge attack, but suddenly in the heart is startled.

Lu Xuan, who is suffering from no martial arts skills to display, is astonished to find a mysterious move in his mind.

"This is it!" Lu Xuan was ecstatic: "this is martial arts. I didn't expect that xuanyuanjue is still a martial art, and it seems to be a sword skill."

Lu Xuan was surprised, but his figure was forced by Chen Yang. He kept dodging and did not dare to fight with Chen Yang easily.

Chen Yang is like a falcon, playing with the prey in front of him. At this time, he found that Lu Xuan in front of him seemed to have some unclear changes.

Facing the riverside overpass a few hundred meters away, Fang Yuntian looked from a distance and frowned: "strange, it's been two or three minutes. Master Chen hasn't finished Lu Xuan yet? What's going on? "

"Dad, how can you hurry Xiaohao? Master Chen can smash marble with one hand. Now he must be playing with Lu Xuan to show us!" Fang Qiong was very pleased with her smile.

"Yes, my husband, our million dollars are not in vain."

"Mom, it's two million!" Fang Qiong reminds me.

Fang Hao had a sharp pain in his nose, but at this time he looked at Lu Xuan's embarrassment at the bottom of his eyes. He was very happy in his heart, and his face grinned wildly: "death! I want you dead

With that, it's not even cool in the sky, but also in the sky.

On the riverside overpass, two figures collided with each other, making a loud sound. Chen Yang raised his leg sideways. The leg was like a continuous catapult. In a flash, he kicked out five or six legs, leaving a trail in the air, and the move was facing Lu Xuan's chest.

Chen Yang's feeling is clearer, and Fang Zheng is changing his tactics. However, after a short time, he has gone from being embarrassed to facing him. The more surprised Chen Yangyue is, the more he dare not keep his hand. His expression is solemn and incomparable. All moves can kill people.

Lu Xuan is calm and calm. Although all the moves in his mind are sword moves, he is trying to integrate them into his fists.

The fist, which was like a cannon ball, suddenly becomes light and agile, like a sharp sword. Its moves are like immortals, but they can take the enemy's life gate in the most critical moment.

The strength of the fist is mingled with a deadly lightness.

Lu Xuan pushed Xuanyuan Jue to the extreme. The spiritual power in his body was like the tide of absolute perfection, overflowing into all parts of his body. His perception ability was released to the limit. Every wind and every sand and stone flying in the fight became the key to Lu Xuan's counterattack.

He is looking for Chen Yang's flaw.

Chen Yang's double fists and legs have become deadly killers, constantly attacking