Deep Sea Boxing King

The entire Wushen Hall suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Henian looked at Zhang Xiaojian quietly.

Lu Zhengchen also looked at Zhang Xiaojian quietly.

With a proud face, Yan Anqing, who felt that she was unparalleled in beauty, also froze with a smile at this time.

He stared at Zhang Xiaojian, and several big question marks appeared on his head!

What?

What did this guy just say?

He cultivated the quenching skin to the seventh level in half a month?

Are you kidding me?

It took Zhao Zigou half a year to temper the sixth copper skin that day.

So he should have missed it just now. Zhang Xiaojian said half a year, not half a month.

However, it took half a year to temper the skin to the seventh level. This talent is too exaggerated, it is even more enchanting than Zhao Zigou!

It seems that Zhao Zigou has met his opponent!

Jiang Henian suddenly turned to look at Lu Zhengchen, squinted his eyes, and said with a smile, "Little Luzi, let your apprentice fight with my apprentice?"

"Even if you don't want to give him to me and question my teaching ability, then let's experiment and see the truth!"

Xiaojian was speechless.

Jiang Henian, this lousy old man, really wants to deceive other people's apprentices!

This stinky old man is insatiable greed. It's not enough to deceive his apprentice and nephew, he also deceives the second one!

Regarding Jiang Henian's proposal, Lu Zhengchen was slightly stunned, then looked at the newly recruited apprentice behind him, and then looked at Zhang Xiaojian.

He thought for a while, then turned to look at the big man following him.

Xiaojian also looked behind Lu Zhengchen and saw that this big man was really big.

That height seems to be taller than Wan Shihao, the student council president Xiaojian met yesterday, and should be 2.2 meters.

The body is even more huge and majestic, burly and majestic.

Pieces of muscle are intertwined, like rocks imprinted through clothes.

The whole person looks like a giant bear standing upright.

Standing next to him, Lu Zhengchen, who was over 1.7 meters tall, looked like a dwarf.

Lu Zhengchen looked at him and said, and gave him the right to choose: "Would you like to try it? Just take it as a greeting to a few senior brothers?"

The big man stretched out his right hand and scratched his head, his voice was loud and rough, and then said something completely inconsistent with his size: "My mother said that fighting is bad behavior."

"..."

The entire Martial God Hall suddenly became quiet again, and everyone quietly looked at Lu Zhengchen, the newly recruited disciple.

Lu Zhengchen was obviously not surprised, he showed a warm smile and guided: "But your mother also said that only fighting is the only way to become stronger!"

"Isn't it a fight? Then I can try it." The big man continued to buzz.

"Of course, it's just for you and your brothers to learn from each other and get to know each other, so that when you go to fight outside, you can know the bottom line and cooperate with each other." Lu Zhengchen continued with a smile.

"Okay then."

The big man replied, then walked from behind Lu Zhengchen to Xiaojian, and bowed solemnly and said, "This senior brother, baby Wang, please give me more advice!"

"..."

You look so big and three thick, are you sure that your name is not Wang Dandan, but Wang Baobao? Xiaojian groaned silently in his heart.

Also, Jiang Henian, you poor old man, did you ask me when you asked me to fight with others?

Do I look like such a casual person?

Do you want me to fight?

Immediately, Xiaojian said to Lu Zhengchen and Wang Baobao, "That's fine,

Let's just talk about it, and let's go. "

He just tempered the seventh layer of copper skin last night, just enough to practice his hands!

Immediately, the two walked out of the thatched hut and came to the open space outside, where they could let go of their hands and feet.

Jiang Henian, Lu Zhengchen, and Yan Anqing were all curious, not knowing how the battle between them would be.

From the perspective of spiritual power fluctuations, the strength of both of them is the second-grade early sea master.

But both of them have obviously practiced ancient martial arts, so they can't be measured simply by their appearance.

Soon, the two were ready.

Just as Xiaojian was about to launch an attack, Wang Baobao suddenly said in a loud voice, "Senior brother, be careful, I'm very strong!"

Wang Baobao reminded kindly.

"...I'm also very strong."

"I continue to attack!"

"it is good!"

Xiaojian rushed halfway, and Wang Baobao suddenly said again: "Senior brother, be careful, my skin is also very thick and hard, you don't want to hurt yourself."

"...My skin is also very thick and hard."

Jiang Henian scratched the back of his head and looked at Lu Zhengchen speechlessly: "Little Luzi, are you sure that your new apprentice can fight monsters?"

"Wouldn't it be time to convince people like this?"

Lu Zhengchen glanced at Jiang Henian, his face still filled with the resentment that Jiang Henian robbed his apprentice just now, and snorted coldly: "He is kind and simple, but he is the blood of that one."

"En?" Jiang Henian was obviously stunned for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something: "You mean that Wang family?"

"kindness!"

Jiang Henian's expression turned solemn.

...

In the field, Zhang Xiaojian and Wang Baobao finally fought together.

Xiaojian's left foot was a little on the ground, his spiritual power radiated, and the concrete floor immediately cracked, revealing a shattered spider web, and his body blasted towards Baby Wang.

The phantom of the Sparrow-tailed Mantis Shrimp flashed on his fist, and a sound of breaking through the air roared out!

Spiritual skill, cannon fist!

Xiaojian let out a low drink, and smashed his right fist straight at Wang Baobao!

Although it's just an ordinary spiritual skill, but at this time, this spiritual skill has been upgraded to the early stage of the Xuan rank, and the skin of the small sword has also been tempered to the seventh level, so the power of this punch is actually comparable to the middle and late stage of the second rank.

To Xiaojian's surprise, Wang Baobao didn't have the slightest defense against Xiaojian's punch, and even raised his chest to meet Xiaojian's cannon fist!

At this time, it was too late for Xiaojian to close his fist!

"Bang!!"

Wang Baobao's chest remained motionless, standing there like a statue.

However, Zhang Xiaojian was kicked back three steps by the strength of his own fists. With each step back, a shallow pit was stepped on the concrete floor.

The first time we fought, the results were quite surprising.

Xiaojian looked at Wang Baobao in shock, and Yan Anqing also looked at Wang Baobao in shock.

The power of Zhang Xiaojian's punch just now was not low, and he could feel that the power was comparable to that of an ordinary second-rank middle- and late-stage Yu Haishi.

As a result, Wang Baobao was not injured at all.

"Zhang Xiaojian, didn't you have dinner today?!" On the side, Jiang Henian slammed his head and scolded after a slight start!

"People's body is not white, and he is also a dual-cultivator of spiritual and martial arts like you!"

"Yes," Wang Baobao nodded, then took the initiative to pull up his shirt, exposing the rock-like muscles underneath.

I saw that these muscles seemed to be coated with a layer of gold foil, and they were golden and shiny: "I have tempered to the seventh copper skin, senior brother, be careful!"

"Fuck!" Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, but finally came to his senses, even calling himself a fool!

Opposite is Wang Baobao, who is also an ancient martial arts cultivator. If I deal with him as an ordinary sea master, I will lose no doubt!

And the other party is obviously not a generalist!

With Zhao Zigou's talent, he has only been tempered to the sixth level, but he has reached the seventh level!

This baby king is not easy!

Sure enough, those who can enter the Martial God Hall are geniuses among geniuses!

If you continue to be deceived by his simple and honest appearance, then you will be a real idiot!

"Huh, I got it!"

Zhang Xiaojian stood up straight again, looking at Bao Bao Wang in front of him, he let out a long breath, serious and solemn.

He looked directly at Wang Baobao: "Next, I will take it seriously, go all out, and use spiritual martial arts."

"You, get ready."

"Yes!" Wang Baobao replied loudly.

In the next second, the gold foil on his chest wrapped Bao Baobao's body like gold paint, turning him into a pale golden giant with a height of 2 meters.

On the other side, Xiaojian also stimulated his seventh layer of copper skin, and golden armor pieces grew out of his skin one by one, also covering his whole body.

In the blink of an eye, two pale golden golden figures appeared in the open space outside the thatched hut.

Jiang Henian and Lu Zhengchen have serious eyes, Zhang Xiaojian has really practiced the seventh copper skin!

"boom!"

Xiaojian stepped on the ground with his right foot, and the concrete floor under his feet exploded directly, and the hard concrete fragments shot in all directions.

And Xiaojian's body had already appeared in front of Wang Baobao at this time.

Lingwu skills, Kaishan Cannon Fist!

Xiaojian let out a low drink, his body bent like a prawn, his whole body concentrated in his fist, and the golden concave hammer of the sparrow-tailed mantis shrimp also shone suddenly!

"boom!!"

Before a punch was fired, the surrounding air let out a screeching sound!

Wang Baobao, who had no expression at first, suddenly turned serious.

The spiritual power was released frantically on his body, and a huge giant tortoise phantom appeared in front of him.

Xiaojian immediately recognized that this was a Grade A spirit beast, the Fuyue Spirit Turtle!

Wang Baobao looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said proactively, "Senior brother, be careful, this is my spiritual martial art: not moving like a mountain!"

"boom!"

As soon as Wang Baobao's voice fell, a huge mountain shadow fell from the sky, covering Wang Baobao's figure.

This mountain phantom looks extremely heavy. As soon as it appears, it directly crushes the concrete floor inch by inch, and is deeply embedded in the ground.

When Jiang Henian looked at it, he was also a little surprised: "This... this is the defensive spiritual skill of the Fuyue Spirit Turtle [Fuyue], combined with the ancient martial art [Golden Bell Cover], right?"

"Master Uncle has sharp eyes, you are right." Lu Zhengchen replied with a smile, the expression on his face seemed to be very confident in Wang Baobao.

Seeing the phantom of a mountain like a real mountain suddenly appearing in front of him, Xiaojian was amazed.

This was the first time he faced an opponent who could also use spiritual martial arts, and he had to sigh.

Sure enough, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains.

He is not the only genius in this world, there are many talented people emerging in an endless stream!

"boom!!"

In the next second, Kaishan Cannon Fist and Immovable Mountain collided instantly, like a copper hammer hitting the morning bell, rumbling loudly!

A shock wave of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye instantly swayed around, and the wind howled!

The pale golden mountain phantom trembled wildly like a ripple, but it still received the attack of the small sword.

Xiaojian's expression changed, and his Kaishan Cannon Fist was blocked!

Gan!

Xiaojian was furious, and the spiritual power in his body was released frantically, staring at the [Mountain Like a Mountain] in front of him and threw his fists wildly.

The phantom of the mountain in front of the stormy fists hummed and trembled, and the pale golden phantom was overwhelmed, and it kept sagging!

Wang Baobao saw that his spiritual martial skills were about to be broken down, and his face changed greatly, and beads of sweat the size of beans were constantly secreting on his forehead.

A low growl came out of his mouth, and the spiritual power in his body gathered crazily into the phantom of the mountains.

However, Zhang Xiaojian's fist is too strong and terrifying. When he hit the tenth fist, Shanyue Xuying couldn't bear it any longer. It shattered like glass and collapsed!

Xiaojian's fist smashed on Wang Baobao's body, Wang Baobao made a muffled sound, and his two-meter-high body flew out more than ten meters, and one end fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked. In this duel, Zhang Xiaojian won!

At this time, Xiaojian's body was also half-kneeling on the ground, and a lot of heat steamed up from his body, as if he had just come out of the sauna.

Because the two fists punched too much in a short period of time, they were red and swollen at this time, humming and trembling, like red gun barrels!

Xiaojian was half-kneeling on the ground with some collapse, panting like a cow, blood on the top of the Ten Finger Fist, and a piece of blood was blurred!

Jiang Henian walked quickly, took out an elixir from his arms and stuffed it into Xiaojian's mouth.

The medicinal pill melted in his mouth, and instantly turned into a torrent of spiritual energy that rushed into Xiaojian's limbs, nourishing and restoring his body.

Jiang Henian looked at him with a smile at the corner of his mouth. He was very proud: "You were able to defeat Wang Baobao, well done!"

"It seems that you don't have to wait until next year. You have a chance to win this year's [Rising Star List]!"