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Nanjing Martial Arts Academy Martial Arts Hall.
A group of students from the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy showed strange expressions, and were a little stunned. They noticed something strange, and the ground beneath their feet was trembling slightly.
It's him!
Yu Jiu frowned and stared at the third-year student of Nanjing Martial Arts Academy who was taking steps.
Nie Niannian took a step, which was not very big, but had a strong impact. A tutor from the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy saw some clues and asked hesitantly: "Eight-step Bengquan?"
They looked at a mentor who created this boxing technique when he was at his peak as a martial artist, and now he has advanced to become a great martial artist.
The instructor was also hesitant, because although Nie Niannian's steps were very similar, his aura was completely different. There were shadows of his Eight-step Bengquan, but only shadows remained. His inner spirit was different. Strictly speaking, he no longer belonged to The same boxing technique.
Boom!
At the third step, Nie Niannian stood as low as a drum, but he looked as calm as a cloud. He was wearing a navy blue uniform that made a sound, as if there was a strong wind, and an invisible momentum rose towards the martial arts field. The Pufang on it washed away.
"Martial artist!"
Among the eight guest lecturers, an old man with short hair opened his mouth and his eyes were blazing. He was very familiar with the structure of the martial arts hall and judged that the power contained in Nie Niannian's kick had reached the standard of a martial artist who had broken the limits of the second human body.
What!
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but trembled when he heard this. The opponent's energy and blood were still far away from reaching the ultimate peak more than a month ago. How come it was only more than a month later that he not only reached the ultimate peak, but also broke the barrier? To be promoted to a martial artist, this speed is too fast.
Lin Qianhai looked shocked and then ecstatic. It was an unexpected help. Although he didn't know what Nie Niannian had experienced during this winter vacation, who could live without a little luck in life? I just didn't know that not long after he was promoted, How far can the fight go, without more than one punch? Lin Qianhai still felt that it was a bit unreliable. Even though Nie Niannian had been promoted to a martial artist and had narrowed the gap in cultivation, the lay disciples who practiced in Putuo Mountain were by no means ordinary people. Vajra Arhat Quan was extremely popular in the country. It is well-known in Taoist martial arts and is one of the few unique skills that can be understood at a low level.
In the martial arts arena, Pu Fang lowered his head and finally whispered the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha..."
Boom!
Before the word "Buddha" could be spoken, Nie Niannian raised his eyebrows and took the fourth step. As if he had shrunk to an inch, the martial arts arena shook and he appeared in front of Na Pu Fang across nearly fifty meters.
So fast!
As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any. Yu Jiu's eyes flashed. This is definitely not the speed that a martial artist who has just made a breakthrough can achieve. It is definitely close to the peak speed of a martial artist.
Pu Fang didn't have time to finish the last word, and the hairs on his back suddenly went up. In the flash of lightning, he took half a step back to get rid of the strong wind that hit his face, and then a fist glowed with a faint golden light, showing the fierce and mighty aura of an Arhat. In a sudden burst, he punched out, the air whimpered, and there was a sign of being exploded.
Vajra Arhat Fist!
"careful!"
Lin Qianhai couldn't help but shout loudly. Just now, Tu Yuan's wrist was broken by this punch. This shows how powerful the punch is. With the blessing of this boxing technique, the power of Pufang's punch is definitely stronger. More than eight tons, exceeding the five tons of ordinary martial artists, infinitely approaching the peak of martial artists, approaching ten tons of huge strength.
Many third- and fourth-year students in the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy could not help but hold their breaths and show nervousness. Even Zhou Cheng clenched his fists. Nie Niannian was an opponent, but not an enemy. What he was facing now was A rare disciple of martial arts in Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, the Vajra Arhat Fist was famous throughout the country, but he actually felt a little intolerable.
Obviously, no one is optimistic about Nie Niannian. Needless to say, many students in Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, if they are ordinary martial artists, can catch Pu Fang's Vajra Arhat Fist, he will not become the chief of the third grade of Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, Mount Putuo The lineage is not just a name for nothing, it is an ancient Buddhist heritage with the Baji Grandmaster as its leader.
On the martial arts field.
In an instant, Nie Niannian's cool air overflowed from the center of his eyebrows. He grasped an area of 20 meters around him in an instant, and his nerve reaction speed seemed to have reached a higher level. He could see every detail of the trajectory of the ordinary fist in front of him. fundus.
He raised his right hand, made a fist seal, faced the pale golden fist edge, and made a fist seal in an instant.
Boom!
The two fists collided, making a roar like the sound of bells and drums. A moment later, a scream sounded, which immediately made many Nanjing Martial Arts students look unbearable, while a group of Zhejiang Martial Arts students had their mouths filled with tears. Sneered and mocked.
But soon, many people were stunned.
Different from what they imagined, the one who screamed was not Nie Niannian, but...
"Pu Fang!" "Senior Pu Fang!"
A guest lecturer from the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy swayed and intercepted the figure that was flying out as if it was hit by air vapor. He looked down and saw that everyone in his arms was pale and dripping with sweat, especially one arm and wrist. It was broken, dripping with blood, and looked exactly like Tu Yuan from the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy before.
"Won?"
"Nie Niannian..."
At this moment, not only the students, but also some instructors felt a little unprepared. They were suddenly returned from hell to heaven, and they didn't know what to say.
This child...
Dean Luo Qian looked in admiration at how vicious his eyes were. The moment they met, he could tell that Nie Niannian had actually comprehended and mastered the initial spiritual power, and learned the most superficial use of it. That was the initial form of divine consciousness. .
"You are still young, but you are ruthless in your actions."
The guest lecturer looked at Nie Niannian coldly and said, "This is a martial arts competition, not revenge."
"How do you know this is revenge?" Hu Lianshan, the director of the academic affairs department, frowned and said, "The Babu Bengquan of our Nanjing Martial Arts Academy is all about working hard in one go, going all out, then failing, and then exhausting."
At this time, many instructors from the Nanjing Wushu Academy sneered. Is this because they cannot afford to lose?
"Okay, come back."
Gu Chenggang opened his mouth and said with an ugly expression. He didn't expect Pu Fang to lose, and it was a disastrous defeat. This was beyond his expectation. According to the information he got, there was no such person in the third grade of Nanjing Martial Arts Academy. This boy was either Hiding the cultivation level is that he has received some good fortune in the recent period, which has led to rapid progress.
The most important thing is that no one in the third grade can compare with Pu Fang. In this match, he, Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, lost.
"Dean Gu, why not... let me try."
At this time, a slightly dry but clear voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
Foreigner?
People in the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy had actually noticed for a long time that this blond foreign youth who was in the third year of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy was tall and handsome. He was wearing a platinum battle suit, which was completely different from the standard uniform of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy.
Exchange student from the Holy See Martial Arts Academy!
Director of Academic Affairs Hu Lianshan and Dean Luo Qian looked at each other. This young man had a rich background, and there was no relevant information about his specific cultivation and strength.
"Okay." Gu Chenggang pondered for a moment and said, "Tipo, you are an exchange student and cannot truly represent our Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy. It can only be regarded as a Chinese and foreign martial arts exchange."
Gu Chenggang still had some concerns about letting this exchange student from the Holy See Martial Arts Academy compete. He lost because of his poor teaching from the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy. The winner was also a Chinese person. The Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy also had a disgraceful appearance, but this young man had no identity. Generally speaking, even Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy cannot easily refuse some of its reasonable requests, such as this trip to observe.
Therefore, Gu Cheng just made it clear that the next battle was just a martial arts exchange, not a battle record.
Tippo walked into the martial arts arena.
At this moment, not only many students from the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, but even the students from the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy were all paying attention, because they also did not know the depth of this exchange student. Only Yu Jiu stared at the figure on the martial arts field and remembered what happened before. What this person said may not require him to take action.
Even Pufang struggled to sit cross-legged and kept an eye on Tiepo on the martial arts field. Others didn't know it, but he had experienced it personally. No one knew better than him that this young student of the Holy See Martial Arts Academy horrible.
No one noticed that Su Qinian frowned slightly at this time. From the moment when the young monk from Putuo Temple took action, to now when this young man from the Vatican Martial Academy walked out, he saw something that ordinary people could not see at all. His pupils Deep down, a long-lost chill was brewing. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps! Please give me monthly votes and recommendation votes. The second update will come later.)
