Chapter 1193

Not far away, the master of the apprentice's hall could not help echoing, "yes, I've always despised this boastful young man. Xiaotian, please educate him well!"

"Well, that's necessary. Even if you don't say it, I'll make him look good." Ling Zetian said in a light way.

Soon, the disciples of Zhenwu Pavilion gave up an open field. Ling Zetian's hands were on his back, showing a rebellious attitude, which was somewhat like a swordsman in the Wulin.

"Take the move, I don't know the height of the earth!" Lingze snorts in the cold weather. His body is swept out like a gust of wind. The speed is too fast. The thundering momentum that can't cover his ears quickly draws a sound of wonder.

Just in a few blinks, Ling Zetian strides over ten meters and punches out. His simple moves are full of explosive power.

A group of disciples in Zhenwu Pavilion felt Lingze Tianhu's powerful boxing style, and their hearts were half cold. Although they had known before that there was a certain gap between Lingze and Lingze, they now saw it with their own eyes, and suddenly understood that there were at least two or three levels of difference.

Just now, many people thought that elder situ was a counsellor who dared not take the battle. This once frustrated the disciples of the commandment hall. Until now, they secretly lamented that, as expected, ginger was still hot. Compared with the young people who were just full of blood, the leader of situ hall must be calm. If he blindly accepted the challenge, he might be praised for a while, in case of failure, That's a big smile.

How could the master of the Apostle not understand the stakes.

Suddenly, lingzetian's iron fist smashed into my face, I didn't panic.

"Eight pole dragon boxing."

this boxing method, after my deliberation, has been improved. It combines the essence of the eight polar boxing and the dragon shaped boxing. It can be regarded as its essence and its dross. Dragon style boxing is more inclined to the soft belt, while the eight polar boxing belongs to the fiery method of punching to the Yang, so as to achieve a complementary effect.

With the double strength of my body pouring out, a red "fire dragon" is sitting on my right arm. The clearly visible dragon body and lifelike faucet show an unparalleled visual impact.

"Wow." Seeing this scene, those disciples were shocked.

"What the fuck is it?"

"Didn't this kid come out of the woodshed? How did he master such a profound martial art? "

Not only these disciples, even the senior members of Zhenwu Pavilion and even the five poisons sect, feel shocked, because there is no power fluctuation in me, which makes them unbelievable.

Of course, it's a natural expression for those who have witnessed the power of divine soldiers before. Although they have some opinions on me, it's undeniable that Ling Zetian is so capable of installation that they naturally hope that I can stand up.

At this time, Lingze's eyes were full of amazement, and he quickly increased his Qi strength. On his fist heart, he emitted a green light.

"The power of five poisons!" People with sharp eyes are aware of the clue at the first time.

This is the exclusive strength of a real Wulin sect. It is a level higher than Qi strength and internal strength. Of course, not everyone can cultivate the exclusive strength of a Wulin sect, which is extremely demanding for physical fitness.

As one of the four Dharma protectors of the five poisons cult, Ling Zetian was never vegetarian. In less than a second, he made a response.

"Bang." In a twinkling of an eye, fists collided, and a very strong wave of power spread out, which set off a gust of strong wind, as if the ground under their feet were shaking slightly,

people fixed their eyes and saw that several Turquoise cyclones were pounding the vicious faucet, making a sound, accompanied by a wisp of strange brilliance.

I can clearly feel that the severe poison contained in the cyclone is worthy of being a valuable Dharma protector in the five poisons cult. The disciples of Zhenwu Pavilion can't bear the poison alone.

Because of my changing muscles and muscles, I was able to keep a knife and a gun at bay after entering the sixth week. Only when I was a top-grade weapon could I break my defense.

In addition to my strong body, I can also resist most of the venom. As early as in Yuncheng, I was bitten by the black snake king. At that time, my life was in danger, but it also improved my resistance to the toxin.

Once again, I increased my strength and the determination in my eyes.

"Boom." Ling Zetian was fighting with me. This sudden force made him step back uncontrollably. We opened the distance again.

Preliminary fight, slightly better!

"Here..."

"lying in the trough, when did we have such a grumpy brother in Zhenwu pavilion?"

"That's to say, it has a little advantage with the Dharma protector of the five poisons cult. It's really a show!"

"No wonder master often said that the practitioners should be calm, don't underestimate the task of diving and cutting firewood. They should do a simple job to become a great weapon. No one of you should stop me. Later, I will be responsible for cutting firewood and carrying water, and you should not compete with me.""I'll go too!"

"Enough people, no need for you."

"Well, then I'll pick the dung!"

There is no doubt that after the first fight, there was a stir up and down in Zhenwu Pavilion. I was mocked and scolded with all my strength before. Now, I look at my eyes like a savior.

In fact, it's not their fault. Just because they know the details of the Wulin sect, they have a kind of inner awe towards the Wulin sect. It's just like the people of the six major martial arts schools, when they face the disciples of the Zhenwu Pavilion, they are unconsciously afraid.

In the long run, there will be psychological pressure. On the contrary, I am not afraid of tigers. As long as I feel that I can do it, I have the courage to face it. Not only do I have no psychological burden, but also I especially enjoy the feeling of blood boiling when the strong fight.