How strong is the low-rank of Xuanjing?

In simple terms, it can leave a fist print the size of a sandbag on a normal wall.

As for the ability to resist blows, the body of an ordinary profound realm is not as good as a cow.

A mid-level warrior in the Yellow Realm like Qin Tianming.

Under normal circumstances, they would not be able to withstand a punch from a low-grade martial artist in the profound realm.

So when they saw Pan An hit Qin Tianming with all his strength, everyone had different expressions.

The corner of Liao Hua's mouth curled into a slight smile.

My veteran Liao Hua's apprentice, how can you, a brat like you, be able to humiliate him lightly?
From Liao Hua's point of view, this punch could at least make Qin Tianming lie in the hospital for half a year.

boom!
A muffled sound.

The expression on Pan An's face distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The severe pain from the bones of his hand made Pan An mistakenly think that his punch hit the steel plate.

Although his island country net name is piercing the steel plate, but now he does not have this strength.

【That's it? 】

【You can't even scratch me! 】

Qin Tianming didn't speak, but his eyes seemed to say everything.

Cold sweat dripped like rain from Pan An's forehead.

He noticed the look in Qin Tianming's eyes, and the anger in his heart suddenly burned.

"You look down on me, don't you?"

"No, I just think you are too weak, you didn't use all your strength just now, did you?"

"Think about it. After all, you are a disciple of Lingxu Pavilion. If you used all your strength, the punch just now would have knocked me flying."

Qin Tianming said in a strange way.

Everyone present could see that Pan An's punch just now used all his strength.

What Qin Tianming said was just to mock him.

"The next punch will definitely make you regret it!"

Pan An gritted his teeth and looked at Qin Tianming.

I was impulsive just now, this time I want to choose his weakness!

Pan An's eyes turned around Qin Tianming's body several times.

Finally locked on Qin Tianming's abdomen.

"Do you still want to fight? If you don't fight, then admit defeat."

Qin Tianming picked out his ears.

"Stop talking nonsense, if this punch can't hurt you again, I will admit defeat!"

Pan An's face was gloomy.

It was the first time he was ridiculed by a warrior of the middle grade of Huangjing.

If you don't fight today, this kid is looking for teeth all over the place, I will take his surname!
After the pain in his right hand disappeared, Pan An went up to meet the man again.

As a result, the punch passed, and the sound of bones breaking sounded.

Qin Tianming was safe and sound, and he didn't even take a step back.

Pan An sat down on the ground, crying bitterly.

Tears and snot immediately flowed down.

The actions of the two eyes, each performing its duties, became unified at this moment.

Seeing this, Liao Hua immediately ran over.

"Master, all the bones in my right hand are broken!"

Pan An looked at Liao Hua, tears streaming down his face.

"what?"

Liao Hua quickly touched his apprentice's right hand.

The whole right hand is like the second younger brother who lost Maicheng.

A martial artist who loses one hand is like an e-sports player who loses 13 delays, and the impact is very great.

"Tianming, are you alright?"

Feng Wanting also ran to Qin Tianming's side at this moment, with a worried expression on her face.

【Are you taking advantage of me, or are you worried about me? 】

【If you touch it any further, my gun won't be able to hold it down anymore. 】

"I'm fine, but if you touch it again, I'm not sure if it's okay."

Qin Tianming took Feng Wanting's hand and kept her from moving.

A trace of shyness flashed in Feng Wanting's eyes, and she gave him a hard gouged look.

One of his apprentice's hands has been crippled, yet the perpetrator still has the face to spread dog food here!

Liao Hua was so angry that he turned to Qin Tianming and reprimanded him angrily.

"You kid is so vicious!"

"It's just an ordinary sparring session, you actually broke all my apprentice's hand bones!"

Qin Tianming:?

When I typed a question mark, it wasn't that there was a problem with your sentence, but that there was a problem with you!
"Old man, I didn't move just now, let your apprentice beat me!"

"How dare you say such a thing? Do you want to touch porcelain?"

Qin Tianming frowned and directly refuted.

"What nonsense!"

Liao Hua blew his beard and stared: "You must have used a hidden weapon!"

"If you hadn't done it, how could my apprentice's hand bones be broken!"

Is the intelligence of this [Smart Malphite] skill group-based?
Qin Tianming felt that the little old man's brain was not working well.

"Didn't you learn physics in junior high school? The effect of force is mutual!"

"How much strength he used to hit me, how much damage he will suffer."

"Did you not graduate from primary school?"

"The fish that slipped through the net of the nine-year obligation?"

Liao Huaqi's face turned blue.

People like them from the hermit sect really didn't go to serious school.

The sect only educates them to read and repay the sect.

Liu Rujun couldn't stand it anymore.

She came over.

"Elder Liao, this Mr. Qin really didn't use a hidden weapon."

"Junior Brother Pan's broken hand bone is his own fault, and has nothing to do with Mr. Qin."

"It's just that I didn't expect Mr. Qin to be a martial artist."

Liu Rujun's eyes were full of surprise.

Hearing the voice of the heart first, followed by the identity of a martial artist.

Along the way of martial arts, it is more difficult for horizontal martial artists to practice than ordinary martial artists.

The talent requirements for horizontal martial arts practitioners are not that high, the main thing is to be able to resist beatings and not be afraid of being beaten.

Forging bones, tempering essence and blood, making one's body more resistant to beating than ordinary people.

As long as you can't kill me in seconds, I can keep outputting.

Liao Hua was dazzled by anger just now.

After all, Pan An was his only disciple.

In their hidden sect, disciples are like their own children.

Hearing Liu Rujun's words now, Liao Hua also came back to his senses.

A martial artist of the middle rank of Huang Jing?
No wonder you dare to be so arrogant and fight across the border with my disciple!

"This match, my apprentice lost."

Liao Hua's voice was gloomy.

"do not fight?"

[Stop hitting if one hand is broken? 】

[He can also poison your sect with his left hand in the future! 】

[I remember that in the later episodes, this kid colluded with the Demon Cult and poisoned the water you drink. 】

[Later, Ye Fan arrived in time with Liu Rujun and others, drove away the members of the Demon Cult, and rescued you. 】

[That battle allowed Ye Fan to establish his prestige in Lingxu Pavilion, and also laid the groundwork for winning your Lingxu Pavilion master. 】

[Shasha. 】

[In a sense, this is also a kind of rice bowl? 】

Liu Rujun's eyes froze suddenly.

He stared at Qin Tianming firmly.

[Sister, what do you see me doing? 】

[Brother knows that he is handsome, but you can't just look at me like this, can you? 】

【I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back when you discharge me like this! 】

Now that he can take the initiative, Qin Tianming doesn't have so many restraints.

And Liu Rujun is also Ye Fan's harem.

If you take her down, won't you draw Ye Fan's hatred?

Taking away all the women Ye Fan likes, isn't this a way of spreading hatred?

【What are you screwing me for?She is staring at me! 】

Qin Tianming turned his head and stared at Feng Wanting with a black line on his face.

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