Barbarian Throne

In the early morning, in the square of Xingyuan, Zhang Debiao got up early as usual and started exercising for the day. Exercising in the early morning was a habit he developed in Wildhammer Village. If he didn't exercise every morning, he would feel uncomfortable all over. Unfortunately, there was no one like his father Rock in the academy to be his opponent.

However, training alone has the advantage of training alone. Having someone to practice with can turn your movements into instinct. When you are alone, you can stop and think from time to time and integrate the martial arts you have learned.

The first thing Zhang Debiao tried to practice was the Thunderbolt Technique. Every move he made, every move he made, had a slight sound of thunder, showing his masculine and domineering mentality. As his fists and feet opened and closed, the sound of thunder became louder and louder. Finally, the sound of thunder boomed, like muffled thunder one after another.

The other students in the square who got up early for morning exercises seemed to be used to all this. Only a few students from the swordsman class watched and exclaimed from time to time.

After mastering the running of the Ben Lei Jue, Zhang Debiao suddenly ran the Qian Kun Jue at the same time, as fast as Ben Lei's fists and feet, but at this moment they seemed thick and dignified, as if his hands and feet had turned into four mountain-breaking axes, flying up and down, punching and kicking, clearly It is clear that when it hits the air, it makes a thud sound, like a strong man beating a giant drum with two hammers. When his footsteps hit the ground, the people next to him can feel the ground shaking slightly.

Close your eyes and just listen to the footsteps, it's like a mammoth elephant running in front of you!

Suddenly, Zhang Debiao's mental method changed again. This time, he added the mental method of Fierce Fire Jue to the Qiankun Jue and Ben Lei Jue. The galloping barbaric energy suddenly heated up, as if he had turned into a flaming furnace. , there were waves of heat in his fists and feet, making the air crackle and crackle.

Ben Lei Jue, Qian Kun Jue and Fierce Fire Jue are all masculine and domineering mental techniques. No one has ever tried to fuse them because the fighting energy channels of these three mental techniques are different. If they are forcibly fused into one, they will only go crazy. Only a pervert like Zhang Debiao, who has opened up the twenty-four most perfect fighting energy channels, can so unscrupulously try to integrate the three mental methods into one.

"What would happen if I were at this time and added a big coffin-slayer?"

Zhang Debiao did what he thought of, and his fierce punches suddenly became a little more feminine and mysterious, giving him a different kind of style. However, after only a few moves, he had to stop. He quickly calmed down and withdrew his savage energy into his dantian.

The first three mental techniques are all strong and fierce mental techniques, but Dabi Coffin is an extremely feminine fighting qi technique. He uses strong and fierce mental techniques to stimulate the feminine and soft fighting qi. The yin and yang cannot be coordinated, and his fighting qi channels are almost unbearable. And burst!

"It's so dangerous. My fighting spirit and mental methods are all fierce and domineering, and the same is true for Longmeng Baoxiang Jue. Using three fierce mental methods to stimulate the feminine fighting spirit, I can only barely use one move, and the second move is It will hurt my Dou Qi channel, and the third move will hurt my abdominal organs! If you use a strong heart method, it will be just right..."

Zhang Debiao stopped for a moment and thought to himself: "There is a theory of yin and yang in the dream world. Yin and yang must coordinate with each other to achieve a perfect state. It seems that I must have a feminine mind similar to Ziluo Tianzheng in order to use my Ben Lei The hand is completely perfect!”

The Ziluo Tianzheng Jue is in the hands of Shijialuo in Tianmang City. Zhang Debiao couldn't help but shudder when he thought of Shijialuo's terrifying cultivation.

"Little barbarian, look at the sword!"

There was a sudden shout from behind, and Zhang Debiao quickly looked back, only to see a giant net formed by fighting spirit and sword light, overwhelming the sky and the earth. The dense sword light formed a tornado, which was so fierce that it wanted to swallow him whole!

"Hurricane swordsmanship? So fast!"

There are many magic lampposts standing on the square. They are made of fine steel, about the thickness of a bowl, and are three to four meters high. They absorb magical elements from the outside world during the day, and they will automatically light up at night. Without thinking, Zhang Debiao grabbed the magic lamppost next to him, uprooted the lamppost with one hand, shouted angrily, used the three- to four-meter-long lamppost as a big gun, and stabbed it towards the center of the tornado!

Halfway through the stabbing, his arm suddenly rotated and twisted to the right. A huge force exploded. The hollow lamppost was twisted by inertia, crackled and exploded. In the blink of an eye, it was twisted into a three-meter-long iron twist. A big solid gun pierced straight into the center of the tornado sword energy!

"Savage Tyrant!"

On one side is the fierce sword light of fighting spirit, on the other side is the domineering and terrifying brute force. When the two forces collide, there is a sudden burst of piercing sound, and countless sparks bloom like flowers in the dense collision!

Use force to defeat force, use strength to defeat strength!

The hurricane sword energy met the iron twist gun, and the sword energy suddenly shot out, cutting the iron twist into pieces. At the same time, Zhang Debiao's brutal force also exploded, and the huge force exploded the attacker's long sword. Must be torn apart!

Iron pieces were flying in the sky, and Zhang Debiao roared angrily: "How dare you sneak attack on me!" His mind suddenly changed to Qiankun Jue, and he smacked his palm forward heavily. There was only a bang sound, and his palm smacked on the air, like a big bell. There was a resounding sound, and the iron fragments shot out of the air flew out and shot towards the sneak attacker!

Suddenly, another sword light flashed. The swordsmanship was different from the bold and powerful style of hurricane swordsmanship, but it was extremely delicate. It flew through the air at high speed, hitting the plantains like rain, blocking all the iron pieces.

"It turns out there is help!"

Zhang Debiao's eyes flashed, he jumped to the side, stretched out his big hand, and pulled up another magic lamp post, an iron horse bridge. With a strong shake, the three or four meter long lamp post trembled like a steel gun and buzzed. Buzzing sound!

"Aman, don't do anything, it's us!"

The sword light disappeared, and Donaldson and Sawyer appeared in front of them. The long sword in Sawyer's hand only had a hilt left, his face was pale, and he was still a little frightened. Just now, she sent out hurricane sword energy to attack Zhang Debiao unexpectedly. Not only was the sword destroyed, but she was also almost pierced into a hedgehog by the fragments. If Donaldson hadn't reacted in time, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Zhang Debiao put away the magic lamppost, paused heavily on the ground, and said displeased: "Why did you sneak attack on me?"

Donaldson laughed dryly and said, "We were still in the Sunset Forest. The dean said that none of us are your opponents. Sawyer was not convinced. I just saw you practicing boxing, so I wanted to give you a try."

Sawyer took a breath, finally calmed down, and said with a forced smile: "Your fighting consciousness is indeed a little stronger than ours, but your fighting spirit cultivation is still not as good as mine..."

"Okay, okay! Don't put gold in our faces." Donaldson said with a smile: "Aman, your barbaric strength is not weaker than our fighting spirit. Have you become a barbarian fighter?"

Zhang Debiao put the magic lamp post back in place, shook his head and said: "Not yet, I just became a ninth-level barbarian warrior. By the way, why haven't I seen you after so long since school started?"

"We went to Dongping Acropolis for 'academic exchange'. If I had known that you would also become a student of Star Academy, I would have brought you there, otherwise our Star Academy would not have lost so miserably..." Donaldson and Sawyer There was a trace of embarrassment on their faces. The "academic exchange" they called was a competition between schools. Judging from their expressions, it was obvious that Xingmang College had failed miserably in this academic exchange.

Seeing the embarrassment between the two of them, Zhang Debiao quickly avoided the topic and stopped asking any more questions. Dongping Acropolis is a city near Xinli Tantalum City. It also has a college called Dongcheng College, which is as famous as Xingmang College. However, after the reconstruction of Xingmang College, the teaching staff is not as good as before. Currently, Dongcheng College is the only one in southern Xinjiang.

"By the way, Ah Man, when we came back from outside just now, we met Dean Baidi standing in front of the old dean's sculpture. He said that if we see you, let you go over."

"Bad Dylans? What business could he have with me?" Zhang Debiao was puzzled. He said goodbye to the two of them and walked towards the statue of the old dean.