The reason why Dunn thinks this way is because he has a deep understanding of Hua Guo martial arts.

The intelligence agency of a country is definitely at the forefront of the world.

Personally, I don’t know how many times it exceeds He Xiaotian’s cousin.

According to the information above, the description of Huaguo's martial arts is very exaggerated.

The explosive power of the original bullet with one palm can be written.

At first, Dunn didn't know exactly what the original bullet was.

But after watching the video, he was silent.

Not only that, its growth cycle is very slow.

Tang En believes that internal strength exists, after all, he can cultivate qi and blood.

It's just that you have to practice for ten or eight years at every turn, which is really disappointing.

This is also the result of having a certain martial arts talent and learning from an early age.

Otherwise, after ten or eight years, they may not have been able to fight an evil monster.

Those who become monks halfway are even more miserable.

Nothing can be done for more than ten years.

So he believes that the ultimate winner will be himself.

As long as the one hundred and fifty students under their hands are willing to exercise hard, coupled with adequate nutrition.

Even with low aptitude, within half a year, he can reach the level of first-grade no matter what.

Looking back at He Xiaotian's group, is there enough for them to meditate in half a year?

That's choking!

It's not impossible that the big muscle tyrant who lost at that time was so angry that he was hitting him with a hammer.

He Xiaotian, who had left, didn't know that Tang En had so much drama in his heart.

Otherwise, he would laugh out loud. If there is no experience value system, how could he agree to Roger?

For the match players, Tang En's weakness in Huaguo's martial arts is completely self-defeating.

He only needs to work hard to squeeze the physical strength of fifty registered disciples.

After being strengthened and promoted to the top "Dharma Yijin Twelve Types", it is not that simple.

"Don't chop! Don't chop! I'll get up now, I'll get up now!"

The playground where He Xiaotian was, such a miserable howl sounded every day.

There is no need to think about it, it must be Feng Yu and the magician, brandishing their ghost sword and eight-faced sword to scare people.

As for the person on credit?

Stop it, the big golden kitchen knife in his hand.

Fifty registered disciples just glanced at them and burst into laughter.

It's really weird!

Look at the objects in their hands, then look at yours.

The credit knife man was extremely frustrated with the countless contempt of others from others, so he hid in the corner and circled when he was fine.

Who is betting?

Needless to say!

These screams and hilarious laughter made the academy of the Tang En group next door grateful.

Ma De's another group of academies are about to be played crazy by that big muscle tyrant, right?

Fortunately, I did not wait for him to choose him (ran over).

This situation lasted for a week.

a new day.

He Xiaotian posed the third pose of Wei Shen Xianchu, and explained: "Raise the two palms up separately, and when the arms are in a U shape, bend the elbows slightly with the palms facing up, and try to lift up. At the same time, gritted teeth and tongue. Reach your palate and puff your chest. After the pose is set, stay still for one hour."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of strong breathing sounded.

Fifty registered disciples shivered.

They went through seven brutal and inhumane days.

Get up early every morning and begin to practice "Twelve Types of Bodhidharma Yijin".

You can't rest until ten o'clock after nightfall.

At this moment, they want to say something in particular.

"Have you seen the streets at 4 o'clock in the morning in the magic capital?"

And these people also discovered the mystery of posture and breathing.

With posture, no breathing, physical exertion is normal.

In the same way, there is only breathing, no posture, and no physical effort.

But when the two are combined, terror will come.

The physical strength is like a rushing river, and it rushes out in an instant.

The longer the persistence, the greater the consumption.

Especially they still need to face the harsh sun, the sourness is not enough for outsiders.

However, some people unexpectedly found themselves in the devil training, not only did they not get sick, but also left hidden injuries.

Instead, the body became stronger and stronger, and the muscles of the arms, abdomen, and thighs gradually bulged.

And the spirit is more vigorous than before.

There seems to be an inexhaustible force.

Of course, except when practicing the "Twelve Forms of Bodhidharma Yijin".

This kind of visible increase makes them just like stunned and unable to survive.

Although usually nagging, complaining, and business as usual, no one complained about He Xiaotian's rudeness and cruelty.

Because everyone understands that this kind of martial arts is definitely not a secret.

But the old man, Master, took it out directly.

What kind of spirit are you talking about?

This is selfless dedication!

The male disciples were ecstatic, but the female disciples cried.

They looked at the bulging muscles and didn't know how to speak.

Is it possible that you can only find a brother or a brother?

It's just that the female disciple couldn't help but retching when thinking of two muscle sticks making a villain on the bed.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't even think about it.

In case a small muscle stick is made, wouldn't it be true that all three members of the family will have muscle sticks?

"vomit......"

He Xiaotian looked dazed at the female disciple who sometimes retched suddenly.

How can you still vomit while practicing martial arts?

At noon, a truck drove in from outside the Medical University and stopped in front of He Xiaotian's playground.

A group of disciples who are constantly cultivating Wei Tuo offering the three styles of the pestle are very curious.

It's a pity that I didn't dare to stop, so I could only stand in place and dare not slack off.

Because there are three teaching assistants holding weapons behind them, staring at them eagerly.

These people have been looking for opportunities to kill people, but they can't hold the handle for them.

With a huge physique of three meters, He Xiaotian opened the door of the box and pulled out a bronze cauldron with one hand.

"???"

"!!!"

The named disciples, no matter how many times they watch He Xiaotian's infinite power, they can't stop feeling.

Beasts!

The copper tripod looks at least a few thousand catties, and what the **** is the movement of you with a little chicken.

"This is for the teacher to reward you, specially looking for the scavengers and them to customize."

If it was usual, these people would have yelled and discussed with each other.

But the playground is still silent, only the scene of sweating like rain.

He Xiaotian nodded very satisfied and continued.

"It’s just practising "Twelve Forms of Bodhidharma Yijin" every day, aren’t you boring? It’s fine now, Master has mercy on you. In addition to your recent performance, I am very satisfied. So I plan to teach you a few ultimate moves to ease What a boring training."

"?!"

Everyone suddenly showed an expression of information.

Even though I can feel my progress every day, I practice the same posture every day for up to 18 hours.

Anyone's spirit will be exhausted and begin to become irritable.

It's weird to be able to practice ultimate moves now, not being excited.

It should be noted that Master is really **** a little bit, cruel and ruthless.

But the martial arts in the hand are all first-class!