Supreme Super Visioned Student

The blow was empty, and everyone was stunned.

Tiger brother's face is startled, can't believe to look at the week star which is not injured.

AI Chi Shi, who originally had a wild smile on her face, is also confused at the moment.

"What? Missed? How could that be possible? "

"That's right. The boss's fist is so fierce that no one can escape it!"

"Is this boy blind? Or is it that the boss is discharging water? "

A few punks looked at each other and blinked, thinking they were wrong.

It was only when one of the hoodlums said that they were letting water blindly that they suddenly realized with affirmation in their words.

"Yes, he must have been lucky, and the boss let the water, so he didn't hit."

"That's right. It must be so. Otherwise, how can you escape with this boy?"

"Hum, the boy won't be so lucky. Look, the boss will beat him up."

They don't think that Zhou Xingxing, a thin and weak boy who was scared white before, has the strength to avoid tiger brother's fist.

Several punks, including AI Chi Shi, just take it for granted that this is a coincidence. Zhou Xingxing will definitely be hit by his next punch.

But only Zhou Xingxing knows that he will not be hurt any more next!

"Ha ha, the feeling just now is true!"

At this time, Zhou Xingxing's instant reaction came to understand what was going on, and he was overjoyed.

Just a second later, that wonderful feeling, as if the world has been pressed the slow down button.

In such a state, he is the only one who can maintain high-speed reaction, and his whole body is full of strength.

Even though his body is weak and his hands are weak, Zhou Xingxing can easily avoid them. He looks dangerous, but actually he is as slow as a turtle.

"Damn it, little boy, how dare you hide?"

Tiger brother was furious and hit Zhou Xingxing with a fist.

Zhou Xingxing immediately picked his eyebrows and flashed a faint light in his eyes again. Brother tiger's powerful and heavy fist, like a giant bear, now seems to be a little milk cat stretching its paws. Human beings and animals are harmless and have no threat at all.

The corner of the mouth gently raised the arc, Zhou Xingxing this relaxed, is to the rear side of the slide.

Da!

The little gangster was suddenly dumbfounded, and his face was muddled. He felt as if he was slapped on the face by an invisible palm, and the corner of his mouth was twitched.

Nima! How can you hide?

Tiger brother is also surprised and angry, looking at Zhou Xingxing, who has dodged his fist again, opens his mouth in disbelief.

"Grass! It's impossible. You'll die for me

Bang bang bang!

Tiger's face is twisted, his face is red and his muscles are rolling. His iron tower like body moves in an instant. His fists are attacking Zhou Xingxing like steel.

The fierce wind was howling in the air, and every fist of tiger brother was powerful, swift and violent like the wind, surging like the sea, and the boxing style was continuous.

Under such a violent attack, if an ordinary person stands there, I'm afraid they will all be killed.

However, Zhou Xingxing is very relaxed and comfortable, with a natural and unrestrained smile on his face. When his fist comes, he always retreats with a very agile lunge or a flexible side turning and oblique step to avoid all the heavy punches.

However, in the eyes of several gangsters and AI Chi Shi, he feels that Zhou Xingxing is moving like a rabbit, sliding like a fish, and sensitive as a monkey.

It's like the powerful and flexible matador, and also like the peerless master of lightness skill in martial arts novels. His legs are nimble and his body is agile. It's just a simple step away. It's like walking on a wave. It's like a dreamlike, ethereal and free and easy.

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo..."

Three minutes later, tiger's movements gradually slowed down, and finally his fists were weak, like a sick cat. He was half squatting, his whole body was soft, his head was sweating, his face was flushed and he was breathing heavily.

"Ma, Ma, you boy, is it loach or monkey..."

Zhou Xingxing laughs and stands there lazily, holding her chest in both hands.

"Hey, this is not good? I thought you were so good, brother tiger. It turned out that you were just like this... "

Zhou Xingxing teasingly said that his face was flat, and there was no previous nervous fear.

Now even if Liu Ze does not come to save him, he is not in danger, so he is calm and relaxed.

"Trampling! Do you dare to laugh at me

Tiger brother was furious, and then took out the swing stick inserted in his waist and ordered to his younger brother.

"Give it to me!"

The younger brothers heard that tiger was drinking violently. They woke up in a dream. The three men rushed up with their heads turned and sticks as if they had beaten chicken blood.

Zhou Xingxing looks at a few ferocious, like a wolf rushed to the small gangster, calmly rolled up his sleeves, a calm face, cold raised a smile."Die!"

A small thug holding a hollow steel pipe, while swearing, while chopping hard.

Zhou Xingxing did not retreat, but slightly side, the steel pipe rubbing clothes close, but did not cause him any harm.

Zhou Xingxing has avoided two attacks in a row. At the moment when the steel pipe is raised, Zhou Xingxing aims at the open space of the middle door of the small gangster, and his weakness is a punch.

Bang!

The little gangster's face twisted, covered his left rib, bent back two steps, his face red and blue, and he wanted to vomit painfully.

Click!

A brick galloped in, Zhou Xingxing sidestepped and stepped forward. He punched the young gangster's chin with a powerful punch. He just hit the nerve. The punk didn't even have time to groan and fainted.

The remaining one with a stick, looking at the brother who fell in the blink of an eye, his face suddenly muddled, his eyes showing anger and fear.

This NIMA! You're so good at it. Why do you have to put on the expression of suffering before? Where to play?

The little gangster shuddered and scolded in his heart.

But this time, when we swing the steel pipe forward, we swing forward two times.

In the eyes of the small gangster, the subconscious side face dwarfs to avoid.

Zhou Xingxing failed to hit and was not disappointed. Instead, he drew a sly sneer at the corner of his mouth. He pushed his left leg on the ground and lifted his right leg up on his knee. He hit the air without a target.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the little gangsters who dodge on their side, as if they had made a good appointment with Zhou Xingxing in advance, took the initiative to get to the place where Zhou Xingxing's knee was raised.

The frail nose just happened to touch with the hard kneecap bone. Suddenly, it gave out a crisp bone crack sound, and the nosebleed clattered.

"Oh

The little gangster knelt down with his nose covered. His face was covered with blood, and he kept howling and rolling in pain.

Zhou Xingxing wins!