113. Not Just Fast

It is strange to say that this crack is undefended for the weirdo, that is to say, the weirdo can enter at will, and can even enter those cracks to realize the artistic conception of Master Bangbu's boxing. ?August One Chinese Network? W? W? W ㈧. ? 8 ㈧ 1? Z? W ㈧. ㈠Ｃ㈠Ｏ?Ｍ

At first glance, it looks like Teacher Bangbu treats him equally.

But I don’t know why, the weirdos who came here, especially those who were boxing enthusiasts before they became weirdos, never came out after entering the cracks.

Not a single case!

This crack, in the world of boxing, is also called the crack of death, the tomb of the weirdo!

Of course, there are also human warriors who tried to enter, but the endings were extremely tragic.

"Nine dead for a lifetime, hehe." The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan said with a sneer.

"Enough! Junior brother, what do you mean by that, is it your purpose to make the vest girl worry?" The senior brother's face suddenly became gloomy. His good temper does not mean that he can bear everything.

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Then you don't need to talk too much here, you just need to be here quietly waiting for the little brother to come out." The big brother is surprisingly harsh today, making many brothers around him look at him.

The gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan was startled. It was the first time he received such reprimand from the big brother. An anger rushed up in his heart, but he still suppressed his anger. After all, he was the big brother, the son of Teacher Bangbu. In the future, when I get older than you, no, when even the master gets older, I want to see you kneeling before me and beholding your ministers!"

Sometimes, it's just a difference.

Some reminders from others may be just kind and don't want to add too much psychological burden to people, but people who listen to them may understand other meanings, which will have a negative impact on their hearts.

When this negative impact reaches a certain level, weirdos may appear, and their appearance is a substantive response to this negative impact, or "disaster factor".

At this time, the gray-clothed prodigy Xiaoquan Shen had already planted a disaster factor in his heart. However, the disaster factor has not yet reached the point of exploding. Whether it withered or thrived is still unknown.

Perhaps the disaster factor is God, what remains in this world to destroy mankind.

the reason?

Perhaps, God thinks that human beings are substandard products, and want to destroy them, and then replace one batch?

Perhaps it is inconvenient for God to directly destroy mankind, and he needs to use this indirect means to do so.

God hates mankind...

why?

It is unknown now.

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"The wind blade with no sound, the sound of the wind whistling has also disappeared." Axel frowned. Could it be that it had an impact on his hearing?

He suddenly shook his fist, but heard his own breaking through the air.

"What the **** is going on?" Axel backed away.

Just at this time.

"Rumble... babble..." Voices followed one after another.

Axel's eyes suddenly widened, his breathing was somewhat stagnant, and he quickly backed up a few steps. He needed a little time to adjust!

"I understand, I understand!" Axel yelled wildly in his heart, "It's fast, it's almost past the sound, so that the burst of the sound can't keep up with the wind blade, although the momentum is not as good as the wind howl, but this The destructive power, in terms of cutting power alone, has already passed the wind and howl!"

This martial arts is like a layer of window paper. Once you pierce it, you can see a wider sky, like stepping into a new world, making your horizons extraordinary.

Axel gave a long scream, he was extremely excited, and the slump just now was wiped out in an instant.

"It's the voice of Junior Brother!" Senior Brother was startled, he heard a whistle from the canyon, and it seemed that Axel was okay at least now. But from another aspect, a whistle also shows that the battle has entered a white-hot stage. It is foreseeable that Axel has entered an extremely difficult battle!

"It's Axel!" The girl in the vest clenched her hand. She was very worried. Although she is a strong woman, she still has the delicate and caring thoughts that are unique to women. I don't know when she started. Kessel is extremely concerned about everything, not to mention this is a matter of life and death.

The senior brothers also glanced at each other, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces, all sweating for Axel.

The gray-clothed child prodigy Xiao Quan Shen sneered in his heart, "You have entered a hard fight. Perhaps, you have been forced into a desperate situation. I heard that the cracks of the iron fist broken diamond have countless wind blades, which can cut hard rocks into pieces. With your current ability, I'm afraid you can walk less than ten meters! Wait for your death!"

Once a person has an aversion to a person, it seems that no matter what the opponent does, what kind of performance he has, it is the opposite in his heart...

In the cracks.

Axel fell with a whistling sound, and he shook his fist vigorously.

In the past, you can hit four punches in one second with two punches. Okay, now you can hit five punches!

Not enough?

Then hit six punches, hit seven punches...

There is no limit, no pain, gritted your teeth, and keep going!

Axel knew in his heart that not only did he practice according to his own limits, he also had to act according to his limits when he accepted challenges. Only by constantly breaking through one's own limits can one break through one's own limiter and reach a very high level!

The improvement of punches is not as easy as imagined, even the point where Axel went from four punches to five punches is a huge improvement.

"Not enough, or not enough!" Axel's fists madly bombarded the past. His speed has increased to six punches per second, but it is still not enough. He rushed to the 1/4 position of the crack and lost his face. The wind blades flying all over the sky fell like snow flakes, and the speed of six punches per second could not withstand so many wind blades, and they were forced to retreat again and again.

After stepping back a few steps, the pressure suddenly reduced a lot. Obviously, those wind blades spewed frantically from the same place. The closer to that position, the greater the pressure, and Axel did not dare. Imagine how many punches per second you will need to reach the end of that place!

"It's correct to let the punching speed increase, but it seems that it is still different from my way of using brute force to increase the speed..." Axel's frenzied bombing suddenly appeared during this period of time. It seems like those wind blades are fast, but the essence is very different, "I need to experience it carefully..."

Outside the canyon, the seniors frowned again. Just now they heard the extremely loud roar, how come they suddenly became weaker now?

After all, the distance here is relatively long. Once Axel retreats farther back, the degree and number of punches will be reduced, and the sound of the bombardment is somewhat inaudible even to the seniors.

"Hey, it's not about to die, huh, deserve it! But it's a pity, but it's a pity that this time the opportunity to challenge with fist! Master, master, you are really eccentric, eccentric!!" Fist bit his lower lip and slowly printed blood.