416. He who eats doubts about life

"Yes, Master!" Axel said in a deep voice. In this world, who is the chess piece and who is the chess player is still unknown!

"You can evolve your fist and show me..."

"Yes!"

Axel stretched out a finger, and then, beside his finger, a tornado suddenly blew up. The sharp wind whistling sound was deliberately suppressed by Axel. The sound was very small, but Extremely sharp. ?? Bayi Chinese text? W = W ≤ W ≈. 81ZW. COM

Teacher Bangbu nodded, and Axel improved a lot with this style of fist.

The fist intent of the wind system is an extremely important part of Bangbu's Whirlwind Slashing Iron Fist, and the word "sho" is emphasized.

Although the sound of breaking the wind did not sound, the whistle was already prominent.

"Not bad!" Teacher Bangbu touched his little goatee. This style of fist is probably already among the top five in the dojo.

However, this fist was not over, the air beside the finger suddenly became extremely humid, and a little bit of rain fell as thin as a silk.

This rain is like night rain in a cold winter.

cold.

freeze.

The extreme coldness.

It's chilling.

It even echoes the howling of the violent wind, making this extreme coldness even more cold, just like the coldness in the dark universe, which makes people desperate.

"Oh!? Huoyu Quan Yi, unexpectedly reached this level!?" If Mr. Bangbu just thought it was good when he saw the wind and howl, then when he saw Huo Yu Quan Yi at this time Already a little surprised, this hand fist has already got the essence of Panyu! It even integrates wind and rain to reach a more terrifying realm!

However, this fusion did not end here, but continued to move forward. Instead, a circular black area was formed at the root of Axel's fingers, which swept the pitch-black, cold, and extreme cold even more. pole!

"Hi!" Teacher Bangbu had heard Banggu say that Axel had cultivated the prototype of the field of boxing, but he didn't expect that the essence of a shot would be so deep!

At this moment, he was no longer a little surprised, but was shocked!

He couldn't help sighing, and with a mocking smile, he shook his head and said, "Back then, I was called a genius, which is really ironic..."

However, the expression on his face is extremely gratified, very happy, because his disciple can have such an achievement, which makes him extremely proud!

"Although your flustered rain fist intent is the fourth stage of fist intent, but the fist intent is not big or small, but the starting point is different. Even the breaking wind and howl can be cultivated to the level of the sixth stage!"

Axel nodded, which is easy to understand.

If the training value of the wind type boxing is from 1 to 1oo, then the training value of Panyu Quanyi is 6o-1oo. The starting point of the raining is relatively high. Once the training is successful, it means that the training value of the wind type boxing is medium. Above the level. However, if the two types of boxing are practiced to the extreme, their power is the same.

"Your Fengxiao is now only at the level of the third stage, and Panyu is close to the level of the fifth stage. If the difference is too great, even if you integrate them, the effect will not be too good. You need to It’s to improve your style of fist again!” Teacher Bangbu is indeed a master of boxing, and he is Axel’s master. He can see Axel’s shortcomings at a glance, "Your wind There is more than a whistle, but the sharpness is not enough. The wind is like a knife, like swinging a knife. Be fast, as fast as you can!"

Axel received the individual guidance of Mr. Bangbu in the retreat room. Outside, the seniors were practicing diligently, and some chatted with the girls in the vest.

"Senior brothers are not going to participate in this martial arts conference?" The girl in the vest is very strange. As the dojo of the martial arts school, why did not choose to participate in this martial arts conference.

"Not interested in."

"I don't want to go."

"We can compete in the fist of the gods. There is no need to participate in this kind of mixed competition."

The thoughts of the seniors are very simple. Some of them treat martial arts as a physical fitness, and they don't want to participate in this kind of competition at all.

Others look down on the specifications of this kind of competition, thinking that they are just a group of mobs going to participate, and they are part of the Shinto God of Boxing, and they don't need to participate at all.

Others just don’t have time to participate. After all, this game will take several days to finish, and a lot of seniors still need to go to work...

And it is said that the other disciples of the martial arts of Quan Shinto are similar to theirs. Basically, none of them participated in the first martial arts conference, and they even talked and laughed. The gold content of this martial arts conference is probably very low, but it is just a kind of Just entertainment, let these people or the organizers make a fortune.

However, Axel is different. He did not despise the so-called "entertainment" in this martial arts conference. He has read the original work. Although there is no description of the first martial arts conference in the original work, he knows that the world Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, many of the schools that are not Quan Shen Dao also have very strong warriors!

People like heroes and Baoshan are extremely strong. Being able to compete with these powerhouses, thinking about it, will make Axel's blood boil.

It wasn't until this time that Axel realized that he was actually a militant, or even a martial arts madman.

"It's useless to say so much, alas, no matter how good your fist is, what's the use? It can't be used to knit a sweater!" The angry tomboy brother's hot fist moved, and the sweater and needles in his hand were burned. The girl in the vest was shocked, everyone hurriedly comforted, this is already the third time, no wonder.

"That's it, tomboy brother, come on!" The girl in the vest gave her a firm thumb.

"Hey..." a long sigh.

"Don't knit sweaters, the little brother is out, it's time to sacrifice your big stomach king!"

"Eat special!"

"If you don't want to be poor, I lose!"

"He who eats he doubts life!"

"His card, let me here first, don't run away in fright."

"That is, people can run, but keep the wallet!"

All the seniors were rolling up their sleeves and preparing to go on a big fight. Suddenly, Axel's face was uncolored. These seniors are not fuel-efficient lamps.

"It's okay." The big brother patted Axel on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "We can only eat your reward from a ghost-level weirdo, little netbsp; Axel nodded tearfully, even the big one. Brother, can all sing folk songs!

Well, anyway, after eating this meal, you have to go back quickly and digest what the teacher said. It's time to make up for the shortcomings of the fist of the style element.