Seventeen years old, mastering Yi Jing level martial arts?
Chen Xing turned to look at the girl sitting on the sofa staring at him.
Girls' eyes are big and bright, with thick and slender eyelashes.
Wearing tight-fitting short sleeves, her slender wrists rested on the left and right sides of the sofa.
Chen Xing was a little shocked. He had an attribute panel and added points to the artistic conception-level martial arts.
She has truly cultivated herself to the artistic conception level,
Compare the geniuses in the school.
Even Deng Jinyu, who is number one in his grade and is known as a genius, has only just comprehended a perfect level of martial arts.
Perfection and artistic conception seem to be only one level away, but Chen Xing, who has experienced it himself, knows how big the gap is between the two realms.
Chen Xing sighed secretly in his heart, this is the real genius.
Chen Xing made the starting position of the White Crane Fist. In the sight of everyone present, a huge white crane loomed behind Chen Xing.
The small living room did not affect Chen Xing's performance at all. His figure shuttled in the living room, using the White Crane Fist every move, and the white crane shadow behind him also made various movements accordingly.
Tuoba Xiong narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly. It was indeed an artistic conception level martial arts.
Sixteen years old, artistic conception level martial arts, what a talent.
Tuoba Xiong admired from the bottom of his heart that he could reach this point without enjoying any resource support from his family.
If there are family elders who teach from an early age, they might be able to cultivate the Tuoba family's ancestral martial arts to the artistic level at the same age. Although the Tuoba family's ancestral martial arts training is more difficult than White Crane Fist, the Tuoba family's training resources are also
better.
Such a fine piece of jade deserves to be my nephew, Tuoba Xiong!
Tuoba Xiong was very happy, but also felt a little regretful.
After delaying for so long, he had no doubt about Chen Xing's future. It was just that he had wasted so many years and would probably become a late bloomer.
"Your White Crane Fist is good, and judging from the artistic conception you have mastered, your mastery of artistic conception is very solid. You should have broken through to the artistic conception level for some time." Tuoba Xiong said.
The other three people in the living room did not have Tuoba Xiong's discernment, but they did not doubt the authenticity of Tuoba Xiong's words, just because he was Tuoba Xiong.
"Brother is so powerful?" Tuoba Fengming's voice was clear and he was a little eager to try. "Do you want to have a fight with me?"
Chen Xing finally understood why he felt that Tuoba Fengming's eyes seemed familiar from the beginning.
Because Wu Qingzi had the same look when she wanted to challenge herself that day.
"Don't be ridiculous. I have other things to do here this time. Just stay at home with your aunt and uncle." Tuoba Xiong stood up and walked towards the door of Chen Xing's house.
"Xiao Xing, uncle has something to say to you."
Tuoba Xiong said.
Chen Xing stood up and followed his uncle, his heart full of doubts.
After leaving home, Tuoba Xiong closed the door and walked downstairs without saying a word, followed by Chen Xing.
After exiting the corridor, Tuoba Xiong walked straight towards the shadow on the north side of the building without stopping.
Chen Xing paused and looked at Tuoba Xiong's tall back, his eyes changing.
But he hesitated and followed.
In the shadow of the building wall, three figures were squatting on the ground against the wall. Sparks from cigarette butts flickered intermittently. They had been staring at Tuoba Xiong since he walked in. Tuoba Xiong's burly figure made the three of them a little afraid. In the end,
The red-haired young man in front noticed Chen Xing standing behind Tuoba Xiong.
Just as he was about to speak, Tuoba Xiong's deep voice sounded at the entrance of the alley.
"Ever since I went upstairs, I have been feeling some disgusting eyes peering at my location."
"This is the trouble you caused, Xiaoxing." Tuoba Xiong crossed his arms across his chest.
The silver moonlight shone on his back from behind, dragging a long shadow.
"You want to stand up for this kid? Do you know who our boss is? Do you know which gang we belong to!" A bald man on the left pulled out a machete from his waist and said sinisterly, "I advise you not to meddle in other people's business.
."
Bang!
Sudden gunshots resounded throughout the neighborhood.
The lights of many houses in the community came on, but then went out quickly.
Many people were awakened from their sleep, but no one dared to mind their own business.
"Uncle!" Chen Xing looked worriedly at Tuoba Xiong who was standing in front of him. The gunman in the dark didn't even give him a chance and shot directly at Tuoba Xiong who was standing in front of him.
Because he heard a deep voice coming from Tuoba Xiong's position standing in front.
Under the moonlight, Tuoba Xiong raised his left hand and gently swiped it on his right arm. The bullet embedded in the skin was swept to the ground, ding ding ding~
By the moonlight, Chen Xing saw a metal bullet nearly as long as a palm spinning around twice on the ground. The front end of the bullet had been twisted.
Chen Xingtong's hole shrunk. A bullet of this size might be a sniper rifle.
Fight against a sniper rifle with your own body! This is something even an iron man cannot do.
Chen Xing was able to see it, and the three people opposite him naturally also saw this scene.
Including the sniper on the distant roof who was observing this scene with a sniper scope, he could also see it clearly.
The masked sniper's fingers were trembling as he resisted the sniper bullets!?
What kind of monster is the target of my sniper attack this time?
He has shot many targets with sniper fire, including many masters of the tenth level of martial arts. The only time he missed was to kill a nine-star martial arts master. However, that martial arts master did not resist the sniper rifle physically, but relied on his perception of danger.
He dodged all the bullets with his extremely fast speed.
In the sniper scope, the perverted monster hundreds of meters away turned his head and looked at him through the sniper scope.
He definitely saw himself,
The sniper's back was wet with sweat and his heartbeat was racing.
He slowly shrank back and hid his figure behind the wall. After calming down for a while, he quickly put away his sniper rifle and evacuated from the route prepared in advance.
He knew that this time the gang had offended a terrifying master.
The three people hiding in the shadows swallowed their saliva.
The cigarette in Hong Mao's hand burned to the butt of the cigarette. It hurt so much that he dropped the cigarette in his hand and turned around and ran away without saying a word.
The cement floor under Tuoba Xiong's feet shook slightly, a few small cracks appeared on the spot, and his entire body disappeared instantly.
Chen Xing opened his eyes wide, trying to capture Tuoba Xiong's movement trajectory, but the speed was too fast, completely beyond the limit of observation by the naked eye. Even if he tried his best, he could only barely see an extremely dark shadow.
Bang bang bang.
Accompanied by three landing sounds.
The three of them were thrown from a distance and fell to the ground, screaming in agony.
All the limbs were twisted irregularly, and one of them, whom Chen Xing happened to know, had his red-haired right leg twisted back almost 180 degrees to the back of his head.
His screams were the loudest in the night.
Chen Xing took a deep breath.
There was joy in his heart, and an inexplicable emotion arose.
Not long after, Tuoba Xiong came from the other end of the alley, walking like flying, carrying a figure with limbs hanging limply and a face covered in his hand.
"What uncle wants to say to you is that our Tuoba family don't cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble either. You are a good nephew. Today, uncle will teach you how to kill people." In the dark night, this man who was as tall as a demon said leisurely.