People are in high martial arts, the system lives in fantasy

Chapter 6: Perfection of Boxing
I spent the whole day hunting geese, but unexpectedly, I got my eye pecked by a little sparrow.

At this moment, this was what Zhang Feiyu was thinking. He rarely let himself get angry, so this time was no exception.

He stuffed a tube of recovery potion directly into his mouth, and instantly restored his tired body to its peak condition.

"Get out of here!"

His eyes narrowed, and his hands suddenly turned into the posture of a tiger. His palms changed in the blink of an eye, with wide joints and palms like cattails, and he slapped the air!
boom!
Two streams of energy suddenly surged out, and in mid-air they seemed to transform into two spotted tigers, roaring fiercely and ready to pounce!
The "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard Genetic Method" he practiced was a high-level genetic method, which was derived from the insights gained from the three creatures: dragon, tiger and leopard. It could significantly improve strength!
He practiced this Tiger Power the most on a daily basis and had already comprehended the third level. Now he was using all his strength, with a force of over 2000 kilograms!
Bang bang bang!

The two sparring partners only had a strength of about 1300kg each, and when their qi collided, they were almost instantly defeated. The remaining strength was directly pressed on the chests of the two men. The two had been fighting for a long time and were already close to exhaustion. After this blow, their bodies flew backwards!

He fell to the ground and rolled several meters away like a rolling gourd, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and no longer had the ability to continue fighting.

With just one strike, he defeated two top warriors!

The old man standing at the edge of the martial arts field frowned. He wanted to stop him, but this action would defeat the purpose of asking him to practice with him.

He just thought about it but didn't say anything.

On the one hand, what he said might not be of any use, and on the other hand, he also wanted to make this sparring partner suffer a little.

Taking money from others to do things for them, this sparring partner is more or less against Tian Gang. We need to let him know that the money is not so easy to get!
Even Su Bei's heart couldn't help but skip a beat at this moment.

"You and I continue!"

"I wonder how you can avoid the battle without these two!"

Zhang Feiyu's eyes were full of aggression, and his aura changed again. He lowered his body, and his back muscles were under control, as if compressed. He was like a cheetah ready to attack at any time!

Snapped!
The muscles in his legs were twisted, and there was no much movement on the ground, but the whole person was rushing towards Su Bei like a flash of lightning!

The man was still on the road, but the energy in his hands did not stop at all. Although this leopard-like energy was not known for its strength, its speed was extremely fast. Five or six consecutive claw-shaped energy energies shot out, and it seemed that one could hear the sound of the air breaking. If an ordinary person was here, he would probably be torn to pieces!

Su Bei had already put all these behind him at this time. His energy and blood gathered in his fists, and a burning feeling came with it, as if the sun was bursting on them. His fists were natural and free, and these several streams of energy did not cause him any trouble at all.

And the next moment.

Zhang Feiyu had already pressed in front of him, coordinating the forces of a tiger and a leopard in his hands. Sometimes he was as ferocious as a tiger, sometimes as cunning as a leopard, his fists and claws intertwined. It was clearly one person, but it felt like two people were attacking together!
Su Bei had a blank expression on his face as he wielded the Sunset Fist in his hands. As his blood and energy condensed, his fists seemed to be wrapped in a layer of gloves, dissolving Zhang Feiyu's attacks one by one with a scorching heat.

Crackling!

Every time Su Bei swung his punch, his muscles and bones vibrated. The power of each punch seemed to mobilize all the strength of his entire body!
For a while, the two men fought hard.

Zhang Feiyu was becoming more and more horrified. He had thought that now that he had recovered his full strength, it would not be difficult to defeat this sparring partner. However, he had not expected that even so, the two were still evenly matched.

Even that familiar feeling came back - after fighting for a long time on equal terms, I was inexplicably suppressed again.

It was as if every move he made was completely seen through by the guy opposite him, and he couldn't cause any trouble at all!
Obviously, his strength far exceeded that of this person, but he still easily blocked it!
"Is this person's energy and blood inexhaustible? Why hasn't it been completely consumed yet?!"

After shaving his hair and washing his marrow, Su Bei's blood and energy became much stronger, several times more than that of ordinary people. Even after fighting for such a long time, the blood and energy in his body were still more than half!

gradually.

Su Bei's movements became faster and faster, his boxing skills were seamless and flawless, and his eyes seemed to have lost focus, and he was just swinging his fists based on his body's instinct.

His understanding of boxing at this moment was like a cup being filled with water, overflowing little by little.

Since people began to eat raw meat and drink blood, punching has been a gene engraved in people's bones and blood.

What is a fist?
The fist is the courage of the weak to fight against the strong, it is the resistance of the oppressed, it is instinct.

Boxing is violence.

Suddenly, Su Bei seemed to understand.

Among the mountains where martial arts are like forests, masters have established their own schools and stood on the top of each mountain. After climbing up a low hill, Su Bei finally stood on the top.

Boxing has reached perfection!

His punches became more and more powerful, no longer bound by any routines, and each punch seemed to be filled with countless variations.

The power of his punches began to rise wildly!
1500kg!

1600kg!

1700kg!

1800kg!

2000kg!

Until 2600kg!

The realm of martial arts has an immediate effect on improving the strength of a martial artist!

After perfecting his boxing skills, Su Bei's body seemed to have been baptized again, and his strength increased by more than double!
Every punch is filled with the most primitive and violent beauty, like a lion fighting a rabbit, or an ancient giant splitting a mountain.

"Hahahaha!"

Su Bei couldn't help but burst out laughing!
He will be able to easily achieve the state of perfection in boxing skills in the martial arts assessment one month from now, obtain a secret treasure, and open the [Door of the Flesh Body]!
This pressure instantly came upon Zhang Feiyu.

"How can it be?!"

Zhang Feiyu's eyes widened, and he made a sound of disbelief. His feelings were the most obvious, and he absolutely couldn't believe it at this moment. He had been practicing the "Dragon-walking Tiger and Leopard Gene Method" since he was a child, and so far he had only practiced the tiger power to the minor success level.

You broke through while fighting, are you a human?!
The old man standing at the edge of the martial arts arena had a changing expression on his face, revealing a look of surprise.

Even for him, he had only heard of the existence of a quasi-warrior who could achieve perfection in martial arts.

For a normal would-be warrior, being able to achieve great success in one of the basic martial arts he practices is enough to be proud of.

The difference between great success and perfection is no longer the tempering of time, but more about that fleeting flash of inspiration!
Just this one thing has stopped countless people!

And at this point.

The pressure on Su Bei was gone. The tiger-leopard momentum that seemed impenetrable to him before now seemed full of loopholes.

Just like a child playing with a sword.

With just one glance, Su Bei could find nearly a dozen ways to crack it. Even with his greatly increased strength, he could easily break all the methods with one force.

But Su Bei didn't do that.

He even started slacking off.

What a joke, ten thousand yuan an hour, this is a lot of money for northern Jiangsu now!
You know, some time ago he was working part-time in a martial arts gym, trying to earn some living expenses for college, and he only made a few thousand yuan a month after working so hard.

If the other party solves this problem in a few moves, there will be no such good opportunity to make money.

The so-called "moo yu" is actually to counter Zhang Feiyu's moves and make all his offensives useless. To put it simply,
Zhang Feiyu felt that the opponent was like a target machine and every move of his was easily resolved.

The rage in his heart grew even more, and he punched and kicked faster and faster, but it was to no avail. Su Bei's expression remained calm the entire time.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Zhang Feiyu stopped and stepped back a few steps, looking angry and feeling humiliated.

Su Bei also stopped, his face darkening: "Why do you say that?"

Zhang Feiyu said angrily: "Why don't you try your best? I didn't spend money for you to play house here!"

Su Bei heard this: "That's another price."

"money?"

Zhang Feiyu was stunned. He thought that this person did this on purpose to humiliate him.

I never expected this kind of answer. Is he a money-hungry guy?

He has never been short of money, so naturally he doesn't know the importance of money.

"I'll raise the price for you. Is one hundred thousand enough? One hundred thousand!"

Su Bei's eyes lit up: "It's a deal!"

While talking.

The two stood opposite each other.

Su Bei's whole body was throbbing, his bones, and muscles were all expanding. The Great Sun Purple Yang Genetic Method was running wildly throughout his body. Heat was rising from his body, and his body temperature was rising sharply. Qi and blood were gathering on his fists, as if they had turned into two rays of setting sun. The whole place was enveloped by the feeling that everything was falling down the mountain.

call……

A stream of white gas gushed out from his mouth and nose, and remained condensed for more than a meter without dispersing.

He raised his eyes, with a great sense of oppression: "I'm sorry."

The body disappeared in the blink of an eye.

next moment.

He appeared in front of Zhang Feiyu, threw a punch, and a strong wind surged, with the air waves splitting in front of him.

In Zhang Feiyu's sight, the fist seemed to completely cover his entire body, and the dusk and setting sun seemed to fall into the sunset, as if the sun was also going to fall and die together.

Creepy!

He barely had time to assume the posture of a tiger, with his arms across his face.

boom!
He could hear the whistling of the wind in his ears, but the severe pain he expected did not come.

Only then did he realize that Su Bei's punch did not hit his body, but just passed through the side of his face.

He looked back.

The powerful energy of the setting sun blasted holes in the grass on the ground, and a layer of the grass was severely cut off.

The strong wind from the fist also cut his ear, and blood gushed out.

"130,000 yuan."

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)