Wang Feng began to check in from Douluo

Tang San walked out of the Holy Soul Village with brisk steps.

While walking, I was thinking about how to make Brother Feng lose more beautifully without hurting Brother Feng as much as possible.

"My secret skill is the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, but I don't have any hidden weapons forged now, but even ordinary stones can exert great power in my hands."

Tang San touched the stones in his arms and cuffs.

This is just something he occasionally uses to practice many hidden weapon techniques to avoid getting rusty.

But after all, it is not a real hidden weapon and its power is limited.

But the damage to children is still very great. If you control a pebble yourself and pack it into a big bag, it will not be a problem.

"Wait a minute, we won't need concealed weapons... Just use basic boxing and kicking skills. You don't have to use the Xuantian Kung Fu... Judging from Brother Feng's mountain climbing that day, his physical fitness is slightly worse than mine... If I use the Xuantian Kung Fu, Coupled with the improvement brought about by swinging a giant hammer to strike iron these days, I'm afraid Brother Feng will be too much for one punch."

Tang San thought about it, "Probably, physical fitness alone, plus basic boxing and kicking skills, should be enough."

This is just Tang San's normal thinking.

He didn't mean to look down on Brother Feng.

Although it was just a fight between children, Tang San had always been an extremely serious person.

Now that I've said it, if Brother Feng doesn't feel 'lonely', Tang San must keep his word and think about this.

Not long after, Tang San came to an empty forest.

Still, still the same small forest.

Tang San met Brother Feng.

I saw Wang Feng, standing in the distance, with his hands behind his back, his back to him, looking at the sky.

A master demeanor!

He is just too small, and although he has a certain demeanor, he looks a bit funny.

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at it. Not to mention, Brother Feng's back looked a bit like a strong man.

It's just too small...

I don't know when.

The breeze is gradually rising.

The branches rustled.

Brother Feng's clothes are brand new, unlike mine, which are washed white.

However, the back view is aloof.

"You're here." A faint voice came from Brother Feng's mouth.

"I'm here." Tang San nodded.

"I knew you would come." Wang Feng continued calmly.

"Of course I will come, didn't we agree?" Tang San wondered.

At this time, Wang Feng suddenly turned around and looked at Tang San steadily. After a long time, he slowly said: "Almost a month has passed."

"Yeah, twenty whole days." Tang San nodded.

Wang Feng sighed and said, "It's been a long twenty days."

Tang San was even more puzzled: "Twenty days is a short period of time..."

But inexplicably, Tang San felt a rare bitterness in Brother Feng's tone!

Coupled with this situation, Tang San felt unspeakably heavy, and for a moment, he was speechless.

After all, twenty days, to him, was the blink of an eye.

But Tang San didn't know that these twenty days seemed like several years to Wang Feng!

The arduous training involved wears away people's will almost every moment.

Fortunately, Wang Feng knew about Meteor Tears, otherwise, he would have died long ago from such a life-threatening exercise.

"Hey... Xiaosan'er, although you haven't read Gu Long's novels, this is pretty good... Hahaha!"

Wang Feng burst out laughing, instantly destroying the heavy atmosphere.

What he just said was a short conversation between Fu Hongxue and Yan Nanfei in Gu Long's novel.

Unexpectedly, Xiao San'er actually faced him.

This laughter immediately caused a black line to appear on Tang San's forehead.

Brother Feng is really unpredictable...sometimes heavy, sometimes funny.

"bring it on!"

Wang Feng's tone suddenly changed!

His voice just fell.

Tang San kicked off the ground with his right foot and ran towards Wang Feng very fast. He was met with an uppercut, hitting the side of Wang Feng's face.

With his speed, someone his age would definitely be knocked down by one move without being able to react at all.

Even grown men are not easy to resist.

However, at the moment when the punch was about to hit Wang Feng's cheek, Wang Feng's head moved slightly back an inch as if it was in bullet time.

It was this one inch that narrowly avoided the punch!

The punch missed, Tang San didn't stop at all, and used his elbow as a weapon to continue attacking Wang Feng's shoulder.

Wang Feng just smiled lightly and moved a few inches to the side to avoid the elbow strike.

Seeing this, Tang San was a little surprised. He didn't expect Brother Feng to be able to avoid it with great difficulty when he was about to hit him.

"coincide?"

Tang San frowned, and then his fists and kicks were mixed with all kinds of unconstrained attacks, like a tide, attacking Wang Feng one after another.

If you look from a distance, you can see a little boy, who is moving in a very orderly manner, punching and kicking another little boy with a smile on his face.

But this little boy with a smile was unscathed, and he just didn't let the attacking boy touch a corner of his clothes!

ten minutes later.

Tang San missed another punch, then stepped back, looking steadily at Brother Feng.

Extremely horrified!

If we say the first two attacks were a coincidence.

But the next period of time will be a bit scary!

His offensive never stopped. Even two adult men would be knocked down by his offensive, without any ability to fight back.

Brother Feng didn't take advantage of one of his moves!

‘He seems to be able to see through all my attacks! There is only one possibility, his speed is much faster than mine! ’

Tang San was filled with shock.

You know your physical fitness! But Brother Feng...

This is the case.

In Wang Feng's eyes, all Tang San's attacks seemed to be slowed down at least three or four times!

He could avoid it even if he closed his eyes and chewed bluesilver grass.

To him, all Tang San's attacks seemed to have entered bullet time in the game. He could dodge however he wanted!

At this point, Wang Feng probably has a vague idea of ​​his own strength.

‘It seems that we have to use Xuantian Kung, increase speed and strength, and resolve the battle within three punches! ’

Wang Feng's speed aroused Tang San's fighting spirit.

Tang San took a deep breath, and the Xuantian Kung in his body rushed towards Wang Feng again.

This time, his speed has at least doubled!

Rushing in like lightning!

Wang Feng condensed slightly and thought to himself: Could this be Xuantian Kung?

I also have an energy within my body. I wonder how it compares to the internal force generated by Xiaosan's practice of Xuantian Kung?

Every time the body exceeds its limit, Meteor Tears will overflow with energy, flowing throughout the body, and finally remaining a few inches below the abdomen.

Normally, Wang Feng would not use this special energy.

While thinking about it, Wang Feng still didn't use it this time.

Because Wang Feng felt that with Tang San's speed, he could still dodge.

But this time, Wang Feng did not dodge.

After having a clear understanding of his own speed, Wang Feng wanted to try his own strength.

It just so happens that Xiao San, who has mastered the Xuan Tian Kung, is a perfect match.

One punch, attack.

Wang Feng turned sideways first, his eyes flashed with light, and he waved his right fist, directly facing Tang San's fist, to meet it.

Tang San was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that Brother Feng wouldn't dodge this time!

Still choose to collide with yourself?

was thinking.

boom!

Two fists collide!

A muffled collision erupted!

The next moment, Tang San's expression changed, and he felt a huge force coming from Brother Feng's fist, making his fist numb!

Ding Ding Deng!

Unable to stop, Tang San stepped back more than ten steps before stabilizing his body.

I was terrified again in my heart.

One punch of his own is much stronger than that of an adult, weighing about two hundred kilograms. With the addition of Luck Xuantian Kung at this time, his strength is greatly increased.

This punch weighs at least 400 pounds...

Although it is expected that Brother Feng, who is very fast, will not be much weaker.

But I never expected that I couldn't bear it at all!

This means that Brother Feng’s punch is definitely much better than his own!

"Did I see it wrong? Brother Feng climbed the mountain that day... Although he did not show great strength, his physical fitness does not allow him to possess such strength!"

Tang San was horrified in his heart, "It's stronger than my Xuan Tian Kung... It's incredible! Brother Feng is hiding it too well, isn't it?"

Thinking of these years, seeing Brother Feng being lazy every day, Tang San couldn't help but twitching.

However, what Tang San didn't know was...

'I only used 50% of my strength...'

Wang Feng made some calculations in his mind and found that his physical fitness was far superior to Tang San's.

But the key to innate soul power is not just physical fitness.

It’s the energy in the body!

Wang Feng has read most of the novel "Douluo Dalu" and has forgotten a lot now, but he still read the previous chapters very carefully.

The reason why Tang San was able to be born with full soul power was because after practicing Xuantian Kung to the first level, internal power was generated in his body, which was later transformed into soul power!

Therefore, this energy in your body is the key to your innate soul power!

'However, with the innate soul power, there should be no need to run away. When the energy in my body exceeded the limit for the fourth time, although the meteor tears overflowed a lot, the quantity did not increase, but the quality was higher. ’

Wang Feng knew that this should be due to the rules of Douluo Continent. It is necessary to have a soul ring to obtain more energy.

Just like Tang San, Xuantian Kung has been unable to break through the first level.

At this time.

Tang San suddenly said seriously: "Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to be so strong, but I have to be serious. I won't give in easily!"

Wang Feng was slightly startled by these angry words.

Is the mistress going to use a hidden weapon?

Tang San, the genius of the Tang Sect, was what he was best at with hidden weapons!

Tang San touched his chest and cuffs with his palms...

Seeing this, Wang Feng couldn't help but smile and said:

"Xiaosan'er, why are you touching your chest? Is it possible that you want to throw stones at me?"

Hearing this, Tang San paused and said nothing, feeling that Brother Feng was really extremely perceptive.

Wang Feng naturally knew that Xiao San'er had not yet made a hidden weapon, so he could only use stones as a hidden weapon...

Thinking of this, Wang Feng smiled calmly and said:

"Haha, I bet there are no pebbles in your arms! Give up! Mistress!"

Tang San:"……"

Tang San shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, Brother Feng, you made the wrong bet! There's a lot of pebbles in my arms!"

Wang Feng: "..."

Wang Feng complained in his heart, it seems that not everyone can be a Yan Shuangying... The road is long, I will search high and low!

The moment he finished speaking, Tang San moved!

But he didn't attack.

Instead, he moved quickly around Wang Feng!

shhhhhh!

Sounds pierced the air from all directions!

Along with the stones, they hit Wang Feng with precision, like marbles!

Countless stones were laid out like a giant net, making it impossible for Wang Feng to escape!

In an instant, he fell into an extremely critical situation...

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