Resurrection of Reiki: Starting from Deduction of Fire Fist

The boy in front of him was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was white, tender, and extremely refreshing and handsome. In the words of the Internet, he was a standard little milk dog.

The sharp-edged sword eyebrows made him look fierce, and Chu Yuan wouldn't pay too much attention to such a brat in normal times.

But the signal the master gave me just now was obviously to give this little brat a hard time.

Then I'm sorry, today I, Chu Yuan, will bully the small with the big one.

"It's okay, senior brother just come. But I also remind senior brother that Kongtong boxing is extremely fierce, senior brother don't get hurt."

The boy narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly.

Xu Yang, who was standing by the side, sighed softly, and led the other two female disciples back to the headmasters with words like why bother.

Only Chu Yuan and the young man were left in the field, and the young man cupped his fists and yelled, "Kongtong disciple Yan Xiaoshan, please enlighten me."

Chu Yuan waved his hand lazily, squinted his eyes and glanced slightly at Headmaster Kongtong.

All surnamed Yan?That's where it gets interesting.

Yan Xiaoshan looked at Chu Yuan indifferently, and even distracted himself to look at his head teacher, the unruliness between his brows turned into anger in an instant.

Stomping down on his right leg, he bullied himself up, and when he raised his fists, it was like a white tiger leaping out of thin air. When the wind was blowing, a little bit of starlight appeared, which was extremely dazzling.

Chu Yuan looked surprised, is this Kongtong's technique?
If it was possible, Chu Yuan really wanted to empty the child's body bit by bit.

It's a pity that all the teachers are here now, and his master gave another hint, so Chu Yuan had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​stealing lessons.

Just when the white tiger raised its head, Chu Yuan suddenly kicked hard on the tiger's head, and saw a flash of fire, and the white tiger's head was smashed to pieces by Chu Yuan's kick.

As the white tiger collapsed, Yan Xiaoshan slapped Chu Yuan's leg hard with his fist and palm.

In an instant, the sky seemed to sink, and a palm print made of starlight hit Chu Yuan head-on.

Chu Yuan didn't even bother to use the gentian, and suddenly retracted his legs and stepped down, his body slammed into Yan Xiaoshan's body like the Gonggong who knocked down Buzhou Mountain.

Yan Xiaoshan couldn't help but groaned in pain, and was knocked into the air in an instant, smashing the iron gate of the embassy area gate with a bang, and landed on the road more than ten meters away before rolling several times before clutching his arms Get up slowly.

This time, the eyes of the several teachers were different, and the expression of Kongtong was slightly condensed, but he soon relaxed again, and continued to sleep with his eyes half-closed.

Daoist San Wang beside him cast a cold glance at him, but remained silent.

Since Chu Yuanqian came to the present, the real Sanwang has not said a word.

He didn't even have a smile, and his face was cold, as if everyone owed him 800 million.

Chu Yuan twisted his neck, and slammed his right hand forward with a paw. Fiery flames shot up into the sky, turning into a whip and sweeping towards Yan Xiaoshan.

At this time, Yan Xiaoshan's face could no longer see a trace of unruliness and ease, his fair face was stained with a lot of dust because of the rolling, and his eyes were full of resentment and anger.

His right hand was a little bit around his waist, and the belt tied around his waist was pulled out with a clang, and it turned out to be a soft sword with a dark body!
The soft sword was shaken by Yan Xiaoshan, and immediately emitted bursts of black light, scattered a little sword light, and directly chopped the fire whip that Chu Yuan slapped into pieces.

This surprised Chu Yuan a little. After several times of amplification, his flame was extremely hot, which was beyond the reach of ordinary elemental power users.

This Yan Xiaoshan shattered his own flame with just one sword strike, which is quite capable.

Seeing Chu Yuan's flame being shattered by himself, Yan Xiaoshan regained some confidence in his eyebrows.

After all, Yan Xiaoshan is most familiar with swordsmanship. He has only practiced Kongtong's palm and boxing techniques for a long time, but his swordsmanship has been praised by Yan Changsheng again and again, and he will become a master in time.

Seeing Yan Xiaoshan's long sword turned upside down, the sky suddenly darkened, as if turning from day to night in an instant.

In the dark sky, dots of stars shined, and countless starlight gathered on Yan Xiaoshan's body, forming a layer of starlight armor on his surface.

Chu Yuan saw all this in his eyes, and understood that Yan Xiaoshan's ability should be to communicate with the stars, using the power of the stars to amplify himself.

This sounds like an extremely tall supernatural ability. If you practice it to the end, you might really become a god like Xingjun.

No wonder Yan Changsheng sent him out to compete for the position of team leader. Chu Yuan didn't understand what Yan Xiaoshan's purpose was for jumping out.

It's a pity, my master wants me to be the captain to revive the prestige of Bajimen, so...
Chu Yuan slightly tapped his left hand, and an ice ring formed and spread away in the blink of an eye.

The blazing flame suddenly turned into piercing frost, Yan Xiaoshan was obviously a little caught off guard, although the long sword still cut through the ice ring, his body was still eroded by the cold air, and his jaw was trembling uncontrollably.

Chu Yuan stepped forward slowly, and said softly: "Brother, it's too early to admit defeat at this time, brother, I will make another move, maybe you will have to lie down for ten days and a half months."

I don't know if Chu Yuan did it on purpose, but it would be fine if he didn't mention the ten days and half a month, but Yan Xiaoshan's eyes suddenly burst into endless anger when he said this.

A Baji Gate that he had never heard of before, a mud-legged boy who had awakened dual abilities due to shit luck, dared to despise himself so much.

The long sword in his hand suddenly turned upside down, and at just one point, sword shadows appeared all over the sky.

Dots of stars fell from the sky, mixed into the sword light, as if the Yangtze River was surging, and the tide of the sea rushed towards Chu Yuan.

This is Kongtong's unique 72-hand killing chain sword, which has been completely changed under the blessing of Yan Xiaoshan's supernatural power. The mixture of starlight and sword light has increased the power of this fierce sword technique several times.

The speed is so fast that it is impossible to tell which point of sword light is real and which point of star light is false. Often the enemy is stabbed into a sieve before he can react.

Seeing this ferocious sword move, Chu Yuan also praised it in his heart. The complete inheritance is really extraordinary. With this move alone, it is easy for Yan Xiaoshan to resist the C-rank beast king.

Unfortunately, Chu Yuan, the beast king, does not belong to this rank.

Facing the sword light all over the sky, Chu Yuan swaggered forward and suddenly heard a loud bang, and the golden bell of the sun emerged.

Under the light of the Golden Bell of the Great Sun, Yan Xiaoshan's attack melted like winter snow, let alone touching Chu Yuan, there was no chance of connecting to the Golden Bell of Chu Yuan.

The next moment, Chu Yuan's body suddenly appeared in front of Yan Xiaoshan, his left hand grabbed Yan Xiaoshan's already messy long sword, and his right hand made a fist seal and smashed the word "Beng" on his abdomen.

Immediately, Yan Xiaoshan hunched up, and after a convulsion, he hung on Chu Yuan's right hand like a dead body, tears and snot mixed with saliva pouring out uncontrollably.

The smile on Chu Yuan's face had already become ferocious, and the terrifying killing intent swallowed Yan Xiaoshan little by little.

"Death-killing swordsmanship? It's a mess!"