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"Senior Brother He!"

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

The opponent was aggressive.

He Tie and Zhang Yi's two core disciples were knocked to the ground by each other.

The rest of the disciples panicked immediately.

Only Li Niushan roared, rushed up and punched Zhao Yong.

He has now attained the second level of body forging, and with his extraordinary brute force, his actual combat ability is not inferior to that of ordinary third-level body forging disciples.

However, the enemy he faced today was surprisingly powerful.

"Humph." Zhao Yong was quite disdainful, and with a casual punch, he knocked Li Niushan to the ground in an understatement.

Li Niushan's so-called natural brute force, in his eyes, is like a child with a little more strength, that's all.

The huge gap in the realm of cultivation can't be smoothed out by a natural brute force.

"Hey, this so-called Shadowless Boxing Gym has been hyped up before, so that's what it looks like." A younger brother held a stick and laughed.

A boxing gym disciple who fought against him saw that he was so despised, and his heart burned with anger.

But the opponents are indeed difficult to deal with, their skills are not inferior to the core disciples of the boxing gym, and there are so many people that Wu Yangyang is desperate.

"Don't be mad!" Liu Yemei and Liu Mei's two daughters, who came back from the inspection not far away, scolded, and they came.

Zhao Yong saw Liu Yemei's beautiful face, and there was a hint of playfulness under the face towel.

"Junior sister! Quickly find Junior Brother Wang for help!" He Tie shouted.

From his point of view, although Liu Yemei has the third-level body forging cultivation, he is still not Zhao Yong's opponent.

Only Wang Yu, who is on duty, may be able to compete with him one or two times.

Now among the disciples of the whole boxing gym, Song Hezheng and Wang Yu are recognized as the strongest.

It is the facade of the boxing gym, and no other disciple can shake it.

Even recently, some sharp-minded disciples could faintly perceive that Wang Yu's strength seemed to be even higher than that of the senior brother Song Hezheng.

They have never seen Wang Yu make a move with all his strength.

"Do you still want to run when you're here?" Zhao Yong laughed wildly, his body moved like a beastly ape, and when he propped up his arms, he catapulted towards Liu Yemei and Liu Mei.

Several disciples along the way wanted to try to obstruct it, but they were directly knocked out.

Liu Ye's brows twitched, her beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Yong who was rushing in, and she put on a fist pose on the spot.

Even though she was a woman, in terms of how hard she practiced boxing, not many disciples in the whole gym could compare to her.

Coupled with his good talent, he has now become the most powerful core disciple under Song Hezheng and Wang Yu.

Even the older brothers like He Tie and Zhang Yi couldn't compare to her, she was recognized as a senior sister in the eyes of new disciples.

Often when Wang Yu and Song Hezheng were away, when the new disciples encountered trouble outside, she was the first to stand up for them.

Liu Yemei shot like the wind and made a fist.

"Not bad, not bad, at such a young age, with a triple body forging cultivation base, it's not weak, it's just right for me to be a side room!"

Zhao Yong smiled happily, his big hand pierced through Liu Yemei's heavy fist and grabbed her arm.

Liu Yemei was shocked.

"Shameless!"

Liu Yemei clenched her red lips tightly and squeezed her left hand into Zhao Yong's heart, but she was caught in the palm of Zhao Yong's big hand again.

"Little lady, when the ore is removed, we will go to the bridal chamber tonight!"

Under Zhao Yong's face towel, there are a pair of sinister copper bells and big eyes, heavy breathing, as if at any time, the animal may burst into tears, tearing Liu Yemei's clothes.

"Let go!" Liu Ye's eyebrows were also a little flustered, but the stronger temper was more anger, and he wanted to fight Zhao Yongyu with all his might!

"Didn't you hear her say let go!"

As the sound approached, a figure rushed out of the mine and swept to Zhao Yong's side within a few breaths of the night.

This time, it was Zhao Yong's turn to be shocked.

Before he could react, he looked away from Liu Yemei's face, and a large, generous hand had already pressed on his head.

"Um!"

The stones on the ground shattered, and Zhao Yong's head was forcibly smashed to the ground.

Kneeling with her legs, she seemed to kowtow to Liu Yemei.

He Tie and others were overjoyed when they saw the person coming.

"Great, Junior Brother Wang is here!"

It was Wang Yu who came. He glanced at the situation from the corner of his eye, and saw several boxing gym disciples who were injured and fell to the ground, and their expressions became colder and colder.

Zhao Yong's head was smashed open, blood was flowing, and he was a little dazed.

He didn't understand who else in the mine could make him even have a chance to react, so he was directly pressed to the ground.

Could it be that the information is wrong, and that old dog Sun Chengshan is still here? !

No, even if Sun Chengshan came in person, it would be impossible to suppress him like this.

It is even more impossible to hurt him so easily!

Zhao Yong regained his senses and let out a low roar, trying to hold up his body.

However, when he looked up, he saw a fist coming towards his face.

With a buzzing sound in the head, the whole person was like a deflated ball, and was hit and flew out.

He opened his mouth to take a mouthful of salty water, and there were several teeth mixed in the big pool of blood that spewed out.

"This... Big Brother!"

Only then did all the younger brothers react, and they were quite frightened.

Their boss was inexplicably beaten so badly. This was something they didn't expect at all.

Moreover, the other party seemed to be just a young disciple, which was even more exaggerated.

You must know that Zhao Yong is a martial artist who has cultivated at the fifth level of body forging. In theory, in the Shadowless Boxing Gym, apart from paying a little attention to the master of the gym, Sun Chengshan, other disciples cannot be Zhao Yong's opponents at all.

Come here, this is a matter of 90% sure, who would have thought that such a big change would happen.

Zhao Yong didn't care about his injuries at all, because Wang Yu had already hit him again, so he didn't give him a chance to breathe.

Zhao Yong concentrated his attention, mobilized his whole body, and exerted all his strength to compete with Wang Yu.

What he practiced was a set of boxing techniques that also aimed directly at the six-fold perfection of body forging.

Ghost Demon Sect Fist.

Mainly based on cunning boxing and boxing moves, with tricky shots, combined with his five-layered body forging cultivation, he has extremely strong lethality.

If the opponent is slightly careless, he will hit the vitals, shatter the internal organs, and take their lives.

Wang Yu stepped on the three-layered ancestor's chasing footwork, and after testing two punches, he confirmed Zhao Yong's strength ~www.readwn.com~ after knowing it, took a deep breath, and his aura rose again in vain.

The swinging arms became more and more ghostly and incomprehensible. In the case of close range, it was even difficult for Zhao Yong to track the attack of Wang Yu's fist.

quick!

Come to the extreme!

Zhao Yong only saw a dark shadow passing by.

Snapped!

The next moment, there was a sudden pain in his chest, and his heart seemed to stop suddenly.

Only then did he notice that Wang Yu's fist had been printed on his chest.

When he was about to fight back, the next moment Wang Yu's fists were printed on his face, throat, temples and other vital positions.

It gave him the feeling that countless attacks came at the same time, covering his whole body.

But in fact, he knew that his enemy was always Wang Yu.

It's just that Wang Yu's shot was too fast, and his punches were unpredictable, so he couldn't defend at all.

And the only ones who can suppress him so miserably from the beginning to the end are the 6th-layer Perfect Body Forging warriors!

Only by practicing a body-refinement cultivation method to the pinnacle level can such power burst out.

The result is clear.

That's right, Wang Yu had already broken Wuyingquan to the sixth floor as early as a month ago.

Master the ultimate meaning - the shadowless ghost hand!

The cultivation base naturally breaks the limit and reaches the sixth level of body forging.

Not only that, but the other four residual body training methods that he also cultivated were also unable to be practiced, reaching the top level of the residual texts.

Now his personal interface is not what it used to be.

Name: Wang Yu

Race: Human

Cultivation: Forging Body Sixth Layer

Martial arts skills: Wuyingquan +6, Hongjiaquan +4, Mianyin Palm +2, No Inverting Bell +3, Zu's Wind Chasing Feet +3