When a maple leaf gently fell within the sight of two people's eyes.
Meng Xiaoan launched the attack first, striving to hit the target with one hit. His whole body came to the front of the man like a spring, and his right fist made a wheezing sound and hit the man's right cheek directly.
"Speed, strength, perfect, but a little bit off." The man smiled. His feet were on the same spot, but the upper body of his body was bent to ninety degrees, and his right foot was spinning like a top at this time. The man pulled out in a four-two motion.
Qianjin's technique reduced Meng Xiaoan's punch strength, which could kill a cow. Meng Xiaoan secretly screamed, and sure enough, the man had come to Meng Xiaoan's side and pressed Meng Xiaoan's shoulder with one hand. Meng Xiaoan felt that the pressure
The strength of the holding hand was unusually heavy, and his feet could not help but bend down. Then, the whole person was kicked up and thrown into the sky. Before Meng Xiaoan could land, the man stepped forward with his left foot and kicked up with his right foot.
Meng Xiaoan's body was in the air. Meng Xiaoan once again performed an abnormal turn at the critical moment. The man's right hand was intended to kick Meng Xiaoan's chest, but Meng Xiaoan performed extraordinary and strange changes.
, so this kick hit Meng Xiaoan's right fist. Meng Xiaoan was thrown away by this huge force. He landed with a bang and stood up instantly, but the man had already arrived in front of him, a man who was extremely clean.
He threw Meng Xiaoan over his shoulder and once again threw Meng Xiaoan out. Before Meng Xiaoan could land, the man came to the place where Meng Xiaoan landed again ghostly and smashed his fist into Meng Xiaoan's chest. This time Meng Xiaoan failed to do anything.
Stepping away, a strange sound came from his chest, extremely dull.
Meng Xiaoan spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, but the man felt uncomfortable. Meng Xiaoan's chest was like steel, and his wrists were almost broken. He didn't expect that Meng Xiaoan could train his body to such a powerful and terrifying state. When a man wants to
When he retracted his fist, Meng Xiaoan finally fought back. He clenched the man's fist with both hands, and at the same time, his feet suddenly wrapped around the man's legs. After the man was stunned, Meng Xiaoan's body moved back.
He fell down and did a backflip, and the man was also thrown out by Meng Xiaoan's force and could not move at all. During the man's fall, Meng Xiaoan's hands were still supporting the ground. At this time, Meng Xiaoan's right wrist shook.
The person bounced up again.
When the man landed, Meng Xiaoan's "kick" moved Huashan down.
Bang.
The man raised his hands to resist Meng Xiaoan's kick.
But the man's legs were obviously already intact, and he was very surprised in his heart, with a look of admiration on his face, and at the same time he pushed them up with both hands.
Meng Xiaoan fell to the ground. Just when he was about to launch an attack, he suddenly felt that his upper body was paralyzed. At this time, he felt the excitement of meeting a master. Yes, it was excitement. He could meet such a master and
He felt very excited when he was fighting against himself.
Meng Xiaoan felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and with a sound, he spurted out a mouthful of blood again.
He felt that his upper body was unconscious and stared at the man coldly. What kind of punch was that just now? How could it have such big sequelae?
The man showed a faint smile: "I think you can't fight now, you lose."
"What kind of punch is that?"
"Gyro Fist, there is no reaction when you first hit it, but after a few seconds you will feel a heartbreaking pain where you were hit."
Meng Xiaoan had thick drops of sweat on his face.
He lost, no matter what, this time he lost, he lost without any temper.
Meng Xiaoan had a look of helplessness on his face. He didn't expect that the first master he met would be defeated by him like this.
"Your experience against enemies is still fresh. You should learn more in the future." The man looked at his wrist, which was red and swollen. "But your strength is the most powerful I have ever seen. In less than three years, you will be on the Heavenly Ranking."
Strength and live well."
After the man finished speaking, he took out a cigarette and lit it: "See you next time."
Meng Xiaoan said: "You just left like that? Who sent you here? Who are you?"
The man smiled: "You have so many questions. If I kill you, I won't have to answer so many of your questions. As for who sent me, I don't know. My name is Jun Wuming. See you when you have the chance."
Meng Xiaoan waited for him to come out of his realization. He could no longer bear the heartbreaking pain. He knelt down with his legs and unbuttoned his buttons, looking at the mark of a fist on his chest.
"Gyro Fist, what a Gyro Fist."
Meng Xiaoan said to himself: "Jun Wuming, I will remember you."
