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Yang Feifei was also ecstatic, but he was robbed by Cheng Dalong. He couldn’t help but regret it. "Master is on, please accept the worship."

Only Yang Tingting’s face was pale, and the white teeth biting the rosy lips.

Cheng Dalong has some understanding, but he can't talk at this time.

On the contrary, Yang Feifei, as a second-year boy, did not appreciate love and love at all. Seeing his sister hesitating, his heart was in a hurry, and he hurriedly pulled his sister, whispered: "Sister, don't be stupid."

Yang Tingting was only able to go down at this time, but his face became more and more pale.

Undoubtedly, for her, worshipping Xiaobei as a teacher is tantamount to cutting off a difficult miss.

Heartbroken and other emotions are intertwined, so that Yang Tingting can't speak on the ground.

"Although I accept you as a disciple, but now it is only a registered disciple. If you perform well in the future, you can be promoted to a pro-disciple."

The ugly words need to be said in front.

Of course, Cheng Dalong is not very clear about the difference between this named disciple and his pro-disciple, and he thought it was a different treatment.

"Well, you should listen to it first. Your ancestors are the eight-pole fighters, and there are five disciples, the teacher is the smallest."

After the general introduction of the teacher's door situation, Wei Xiaobei's face with a sly smile, the right hand took three books from the storage ring: "This is a gift for the teacher."

There are three big characters printed on the book: "Bajiquan!"

This is the eight-pole boxing score and the treasure level that Wei Xiaobei obtained in the Cheng’s martial arts hall to kill those monsters.

This treasure level of the eight-pole boxing is actually a few more than the knives.

In this respect, Wei Xiaobei will not have the slightest regret. After all, the number of things produced in the Cheng's martial arts hall is not small.

"Thank you Master."

The three men bowed to Wei Xiaobei with respect and respect, and then took the books, listening to Wei Xiaobei's instructions, calming, and focusing on the cover of the book.

In this respect, Yang Tingting is the fastest. After staring for less than ten seconds, the book flashed a little shimmer, and after a blink of an eye, it turned into a group of blue light and disappeared.

I saw the strangeness of the book. Yang Feifei and Cheng Dalong couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and their hearts were more excited. Looking at the abnormalities of this book, I am afraid it will not be anything, which is simply amazing.

"concentrate!"

See the appearance of Yang Feifei. Wei Xiaobei could not help but sigh, causing the two to rush to turn their eyes back to the book cover.

However, at this time, the two of them were really unable to concentrate, so half a time passed, and the books on the hands of the two did not change at all.

On the contrary, Yang Tingting suddenly burst into the air and even punched on the top of the building. It was the eight-pole boxing frame, which was a boxing fist, and it was completely invisible.

The fire is pure!

Seeing Yang Tingting's boxing, Wei Xiaobei couldn't help but nod.

After the absorption of this treasure level of the boxing level, it can generate the octagonal boxing skills that can be integrated or fired.

And Yang Tingting is able to generate this sizzling skill. There is no doubt that there is some talent in Xiwu.

After a set of boxing was finished, Yang Tingting couldn’t help it. She punched the outer casing of the abandoned water tank and made a loud noise. The steel tank shell was shot by Yang Tingting. .

"I go!"

Cheng Dalong, who was originally distracted, saw this scene and couldn’t help but open his mouth.

This is too fierce! !

What Yang Tingting used to be like, Cheng Dalong is familiar.

It is a weak Jiangnan woman who usually speaks loudly and blushes, and her strength is not great. Now she can punch the steel shell with a fist!

This is this. It’s simply unimaginable!

Suddenly, Cheng Dalong and Yang Feifei both showed a blaze, and no longer thought about it, turning their attention back to the cover of the book.

have to say. Anything is afraid of a comparison, there is a reference.

Seeing that Yang Tingting became so powerful after absorbing this book, it really made the man and the teenager excited, and they fantasized in their minds that they have become so powerful.

For a while, plus Wei Xiaobei’s swearing, the two were calm. Honest and focused attention.

As the two groups of Qingguang flew into the forehead, Yang Feifei and Cheng Dalong also acquired the skills of Bajiquan.

Like his sister, Yang Feifei is a pure-blooded octagonal boxing, but it is obvious from his boxing that it is still a little worse than Yang Tingting in the realm of boxing.

And Cheng Dalong will be inferior, just the eight-pole fist that will be integrated.

Wei Xiaobei did not rush to give them the knife of the knife, and the greed was not bad. Before they really mastered the Bajiquan, Wei Xiaobei was not prepared to take out the knife.

Even so, this octagonal boxing is not to be taken lightly for the improvement of their combat effectiveness.

The flexibility of the hand, the speed of the rush, and so on are much higher than before.

These are almost the same as raising the three attributes of their strength, agility and physique!

Later, Wei Xiaobei asked the three to practice boxing and stand up, and they then dialed from time to time.

Two hours later, Wei Xiaobei looked at the seven-seven jade women's waist card, and the blue light contained in it has been restored.

After giving a few words to Cheng Dalong and others, Wei Xiaobei got up and jumped down the top of the building and rushed to Cuihu University.

Seeing Master leave, Cheng Dalong and others did not slack off, and continued to practice boxing to familiarize themselves with this new mastery of skills.

They know that from today on, their own destiny is completely different from before.

If such an opportunity is not firmly grasped, then it is really stupid to get home.

After a rush, Wei Xiaobei approached the wall of Cuihu University.

At this time, the breath of the strange spirits has left the wall.

Wei Xiaobei did not carelessly, but carefully explored it with the sense of heaven and man before he re-boarded the wall.

Those strange spirits actually left, just as if nothing happened, they are still scattered throughout the University of Green Lake.

Undoubtedly, although these strange spirits are very different, but the brain does not seem to be very good, the feeling of Wei Xiaobei is like the memory is short.

Falling from the fence, Wei Xiaobei's figure quickly disappeared into the jungle.

Of course, for those strange spirits, Wei Xiaobei will be discovered even if he hides deep in the jungle.

Here is the site of the strange spirits, which are like here to have a large net of induction.

Again!

Wei Xiaobei did not have an electric current explosion this time. He discovered this after the last time. These strange spirits have an unimaginable fear of electric current. Wei Xiaobei can do this even without current explosion.

Oh, nourish

The blue electric light flashed from Wei Xiaobei, and the arc was pulled from Wei Xiaobei to the ground, and a burst of noise was heard from time to time.

As Wei Xiaobei's whole body was wrapped in electric light, a scream followed, and more than a dozen brushes and even a few dishes emerged from Wei Xiaobei, and then desperately avoided the arc and fled in the distance.

Want to escape?

I really think of me as a hotel, I want to come, I want to leave and leave?

Wei Xiaobei felt extremely angry that the strange spirit seemed to want to occupy his own body. With a wave of his right hand, a blue arc suddenly pulled out, and in a blink of an eye it fell on a brush a few meters away.

boom!

The arc hit the brush in an instant, and the brush suddenly collapsed. The next moment, when it reappeared, the body shape has shrunk by half.

Wei Xiaobei doesn't want to waste the blue light in the waist of the seven-seven women's waist. He simply catches up with an arrow and covers the electric light on his right hand. He then grabs it toward the brush.

Hey!

After grabbing the brush and making it strong, Wei Xiaobei slightly used force, and the brush broke again in the palm of his hand.

But this time, even if the brush broke, it could not escape the small palm of Wei Xiaobei.

Under the constant bombardment of the current, the brush will shrink every time it collapses, and eventually become a half-fist-sized spirit.

It is true that although the method of using electric current with continuous electric shock is much slower than the speed of killing the singularity of the seven-six-six-six-six-shoulders, this method is more durable.

Taking Wei Xiaobei's current strength, up to 100,000 volts of current, continuous release of the whole body to maintain several hours is not a problem, and if only one hand is charged, then 24 hours a day is a leisure.

It can be said that Wei Xiaobei is almost equivalent to a one hundred kilovolt substation.

It doesn't matter if you slow down, it's better to have to retreat earlier than the blue light.

"Where to run?!!"

Wei Xiaobei’s face was smirked, and his left hand suddenly slammed toward a young man. The next moment, under the Wannianqing, a one-person high dish fairy would rush straight up, trying to avoid the current flowing through Wei Xiaobei’s hand.

However, the speed of the dish is slower than that of the pen, and it is impossible to escape the palm of Wei Xiaobei.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the dish that was caught by Wei Xiaobei suddenly shook, and it was blown into the sky under the bombardment of the current.

Less than half-time, Wei Xiaobei's left hand once again grabbed out in the other direction, just to catch the dish that was re-aggregated.

For Wei Xiaobei, these pens, the state of the dish after the body collapsed, are in full view in their own eyes.

Wei Xiaobei can clearly see the process of re-aggregation of the shimmering fragments of these strange spirits, a process that is virtually invisible to human eyes.

In this way, it is too difficult for these pens, discs, to escape from Wei Xiaobei's clutches.

Unless more than a dozen strange spirits fled at the same time, Wei Xiaobei could not grasp them with his hands.

Under the pursuit of Wei Xiaobei, the strange spirits can be described as sorrowful.

Until a giant pen about a dozen meters high appeared, Wei Xiaobei stopped chasing the remaining pens and discs. (To be continued.) h:.147.247.73