The noise was a bit loud.

It has reached the point where the school’s normal teaching order has been disrupted.

Teacher Qi ignored it, which was quite a bit like a man talking about the crazy young man.

Xu Wentang walked slowly.

Focus on your eyes.

Practice: Yijin Jing (not introduced) o/1o

Famous: 76

"It is worthy of being the Yijin Jing, just getting started requires 10 points of popularity."

Judging from the previous law of consuming popularity many times, the higher the level of the exercises and the higher the level of cultivation, the more visibility it consumes, showing a geometric increase.

Xu Wentang clearly remembered that the Iron Sand Palm and Bazhen only consumed 1 point of popularity when they entered the game.

"Yijin Jing is not ordinary awesome!"

That's why Xu Wentang was confident and talked wildly, and he could defeat Liu Zixiong with just one hand.

"Improve the progress of practicing Yijin Jing!" Xu Wentang recited silently.

The state of Yijin Jing suddenly jumped.

Never got started, it became an introductory one at once.

Xu Wentang stopped and felt a faint warm current of streams in his body, rushing through the acupoints, flowing continuously between the meridians, growing stronger and gradually forming a unique cycle.

Indescribable comfort arises naturally.

Xu Wentang trembled with excitement for a few seconds, and only breathed a sigh of relief, then focused again.

Yijin Jing (Introduction)o/2o

"Haha, keep going!"

Yijin Jing (first layer)o/3o

"Come again!"

Yijin Jing (second layer)o/5o

Improve two levels in a row!

Unfortunately, the popularity has been consumed almost as much as it has been upgraded to the second level.

"Yijinjing has a big appetite and is too much of a reputation."

In an instant, Xu Wentang felt a stream of rich spiritual energy pouring backwards from the head, like a river and lake bursting into the dam, extremely fierce!

Influx, influx...

The spiritual energy poured in, and the meridians in the body swelled up, and the blue veins swelled up violently, and even a sharp pain like needle-like pricking.

"Wow, I'm having a big time!"

Xu Wentang's expression was slightly distorted and painful.

At the same time, Xu Wentang always felt that his body had undergone some inexplicable changes, and he couldn't say anything, but it seemed to be something at the delicate level, or a change at the cell level.

At the end, Titicaca, a sound of fried beans bursting out from his body, and the pain gradually disappeared, and the blood and blood in his body naturally flowed extremely smoothly, with a feeling of comfort that he had never felt before.

Even a light golden glow appeared in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"I don't know how much I have become stronger." Xu Wentang clenched his fists, and with force, a great aura suddenly burst out from his whole body.

Walking out of the teaching building, the sunlight fell on him, as if it was coated with a layer of brilliant brilliance.

On the playground in front of the teaching building.

Liu Zixiong chuckled his fingers, his eyes full of tyranny. Judging from his attitude, he seemed to want to beat Xu Wentang to death.

Seeing this, Teacher Qi frowned slightly.

Xu Wentang stood opposite Liu Zixiong.

The two sides are three meters apart.

The students from Class 3 of Year 3 gathered together and formed a circle.

Upstairs, the teachers and classmates in other classes were not sure about it, so they stretched their heads and looked down, with a black question mark expression on their faces.

Liu Zixiong looked around and saw so many people watching, and suddenly felt a sense of attention, and his intention to make a big splash was uncontrollable.

Teacher Qi reminded: "Trialing among classmates is a gentleman's game, not for fighting for the sake of ruthlessness. I hope you can remember this."

Xu Wentang said: "Please rest assured by the teacher."

Liu Zixiong said: "Remember, remember, start quickly."

Teacher Qi, who was standing in the middle, raised his hand, fell down suddenly, and shouted: "The competition begins."

He stepped back.

"Huh!" The next moment, Liu Zixiong rushed out suddenly, raised his arms and shoulders, bent his hands and stretched them into palms, and a white halo appeared faintly in his palms. It was his specialty martial arts Breaking Cloud Palm. He used both palms and hit them one by one and one behind.

Seeing this, Xu Wentang's eyes flashed, and he avoided it even if he took the eight treasures.

Liu Zixiong lost his palm and chased after him without stopping, but Xu Wentang was nimble and avoided him again and again, making it impossible for him to succeed.

After several rounds, Liu Zixiong was exhausted in one breath and still failed to hit half of Xu Wentang's clothes. He couldn't help but feel angry, and his heart became anxious and shouted: "Why are you running?"

Xu Wentang was funny and said, "Haha, you can't catch up with me, but you blame me for being too clever in footwork?"

Liu Zixiong's face was filled with shame. He had only practiced the Breaking Cloud Palm and had never practiced any steps. He was mediocre in the battle. When he met someone with a flexible pace, he could only be defeated.

Seeing this scene, Cao Zhihao's eyes rolled and he shouted, "If it's a man, he will fight with his hands and feet."

Liu Zixiong shouted: "If you have a habit, fight with me."

Xu Wentang smiled faintly and said, "I'm afraid I will hurt you."

Liu Zixiong was furious and rushed over with a breath.

In vain, he saw Xu Wentang's left hand change color, as black as the bottom of the pot, and some small bumps appeared on the surface, as if the skin was covered with a layer of iron sand. For some reason, the iron sand appeared faintly light golden, making the whole hand shine and imposing!

A trace of uneasiness flashed through Liu Zixiong's heart, but suddenly heard Cao Zhihao shouting: "Battle hard!"

Liu Zixiong suddenly made up his mind, and the Breaking Cloud Palm was fierce and quickly blasted out, and the palm shadow flew, overlapping, and the tiger was full of wind.

Seeing this, Xu Wentang narrowed his eyes slightly. Liu Zixiong's palms were indeed rapid and a afterimage was created, but it was not yet at the point where the naked eye could not distinguish clearly. What's more, since he practiced the Heart Sutra, his vision has become surprisingly good. With the unparalleled Yijin Jing as the foundation, the trajectory of Liu Zixiong's palms was obvious in his eyes.

"Black Sand Hand!" Xu Wentang did not dodge this time, and stood there in front of the fierce palm shadow and slapped his palm.

A loud bang, very loud!

The palms hit each other head-on, and the two forces collided together.

Liu Zixiong felt an irresistible force gushing over, and his whole body shook backwards. His right palm was so painful that it seemed like he was about to tear apart.

Xu Wentang was still standing there.

Seeing this, everyone held their breath.

"Liu Zixiong was defeated. He was fighting for the sixth stage, but his strength was not as good as Xu Wentang who fought for the fiveth stage?" A scream rang out, and the students in Class 3 of Year 3 were shocked.

Teacher Qi looked at Xu Wentang, nodded gently, and smiled.

Liu Zixiong's breathing was stagnant.

It must have been a coincidence just now! Liu Zixiong could not believe and accept the fact that he was defeated. His trajectory of the Breaking Cloud Palm was blurry and unpredictable. Xu Wentang must have been a blind cat hitting the dead mouse, and it happened to hit his palm power before it completely exploded.

Thinking of this, Liu Zixiong bullied himself again. This time, he pushed forward with his palms together, exerting his strength.

Then, with another bang, he retreated back again, this time he retreated further, his feet unstable and almost fell to the ground.

After staggering, Liu Zixiong suddenly showed pain, his arms trembled violently, and he hanged down, and his muscles and bones seemed to be broken and hurt into the bone marrow.

Xu Wentang said lightly: "I said that you can defeat you with one hand."

Liu Zixiong was shocked. Only then did he realize that Xu Wentang had only used his left hand, but it was not his usual hand!

"Awesome!"

The students were shocked!

Cao Zhihao was the most shocked and shouted: "Liu Zixiong, don't admit defeat, go ahead!"

Liu Zixiong looked bitter.

If you hit me, my hands will be ruined if I continue.

Teacher Qi coughed lightly and smiled and said, "The winner has been decided. Liu Zixiong, do you still want to fight?"

Liu Zixiong's face was tense and said, "I won't beat you anymore, I, I will admit defeat."

Teacher Qi said: "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. I hope you can gain something from this competition." He paused, "Okay, you go to the infirmary for a check-up."

Liu Zixiong looked at Xu Wentang deeply, fear couldn't help but appear in his eyes, and he lowered his head and ran away.

The next moment, all eyes looked at Cao Zhihao in unison.
Chapter completed!