MTL - King of Gods-Chapter 3 Break through double

"One trick, you lost..."

The mistakes and excitement on Zhao Feng’s face are difficult to conceal.

Have you won? Still a trick to win?

Before the fight, because of the change of the left eye, Zhao Feng has confidence. With his own reaction and insight, he should be able to resist Zhao Kun's move. If he plays well, he may insist on more than ten strokes.

The end result was completely beyond his expectations.

Zhao Kun’s sudden attack is not unpleasant, and the onlookers are somewhat unclear...but with the left eye locked, all the movement trajectories are so clear and clear.

When the left eye is launched to the limit, Zhao Feng feels the other's movements, slightly clumsy and slow.

Even more incredible is that he also saw the flaws in Zhao Kun's move!

flaw!

The flaws of advanced martial arts!

Zhao Feng did not understand why he could easily see through the flaws in the other side's moves. Perhaps the other side's advanced martial arts had not yet reached home.

In the end, Zhao Feng's subconscious attack, like the previous use of chopsticks to pinch flies, accurately intercept the other party's fatal flaws, a hit to win!

Hey!

Many children in the martial arts field were suddenly sensational.

"Does my eyes look wrong! The defeated person turned out to be Zhao Kun!"

"It’s true that the loser is Zhao Kun."

A group of Zhao people, stunned and eccentric.

......

"How is it possible... I will lose to this guy!"

Zhao Kun looked confused and questioned.

That's right!

He lost a lot of confusion and couldn't touch the North.

For a time, the expressions of Zhao Feng and Zhao Kun formed a stark contrast.

"This is definitely an accident!"

Some of the children of the Zhao family, looking at the expression of Zhao Feng’s face with horror and sorrow, suddenly realized.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone on the field joined in.

"Yes! This kid must have been lucky, mistakenly hit, and coincidentally won."

"This is a good luck for his mother..."

Everyone relieved, and there was a "reasonable" explanation for Zhao Feng’s victory.

"Luck? Maybe."

Zhao Feng smiled lightly and turned away.

"Kid! Stand for me!"

Zhao Kun rubbed his abdomen and barely stood up. He said with a sullen face: "Zhao Feng! Just now you are lucky, you will be lucky, we will come again!"

"Again one more time?"

Zhao Feng frowned and swept Zhao Kun: "First, you are hurt. Second, I am not empty."

After that, he turned to the corner of the martial arts field, leaving a group of Zhao people who looked at each other.

"Small beast! Waiting for me to raise my wounds, I will improve the "Thirteen Changes" and find you."

Zhao Kun looked angry and stunned.

Recalling the first battle, Zhao Kun concluded that the reason for his defeat was mainly three reasons:

First, you are a light enemy.

Second, he only practiced the first three styles of "Thirteen Changes of Viper", and some flaws were not perfect.

Third, Zhao Feng is too lucky to make a mistake.

......

On the other side of the military field, Zhao Feng began to practice boxing.

"In the past war, the reason why I was able to win was that Zhao Kun was too underestimated, and how advanced the high-level exercises were. He had not yet reached home, and I saw the flaws..."

Zhao Feng is very clear in his heart.

The next time I fight again, Zhao Kun will definitely not underestimate the enemy. If she can perfect the flaws of the first three styles of the "Thirteen Changes of Viper", Zhao Feng will not be sure.

After all, there is a big gap between the strength of the martial arts and the martial arts.

The martial arts have a total of nine weights, and the first three are a stage, called the “refinement section”.

The so-called "refinement section" is to fight strength, strengthen blood and strengthen the body foundation.

Therefore, between the martial arts and the martial arts, there will be a huge gap of one or two hundred pounds in strength.

From this, it can be seen that under normal circumstances, it is a difficult matter to defeat the martial arts with a martial art, and it is a paradox.

"The key is to improve your strength!"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and began to practice "Yan Gangquan."

The first type... the second type... the third type...

Yan Gang’s body is on the body of Zhao Feng, and it’s smoother than ever before.

call!

Zhao Feng exhaled his breath and had a surprise on his face. This Yan Gangquan had a total of thirty-two styles. He was actually finished in one go, the speed was half faster than before, and the strength was also a bit bigger.

After playing a whole set of boxing methods, he felt that the blood in the body was smoother and more vigorous, and it seemed to burn.

Hey! Hey! ......

At the same time, the beating sound from the left eye appears to be more intense.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes, and consciousness soon felt a dark space.

At the center of the space, there is a light cyan spiral halo.

Originally, the spiral aura was only one foot eight and nine long, very bleak.

Now, the length and brightness of the light cyan spiral halo seem to have increased.

"Is it wrong! The special ability of the left eye is related to my own strength."

Zhao Feng secretly guessed.

The bizarre change of the left eye gave him the opportunity to change his destiny. First, he made a surprising victory over Zhao Kun. At this time, he practiced the boxing method and became so smooth.

"Come back!"

Zhao Feng’s eyes became fierce and he repeatedly practiced Yan Gangquan.

Snoring...

Zhao Feng’s punching speed and physical movements are getting faster and faster, and the boxing method is like mercury landing.

In the third time of the drill, his speed was twice as fast as before, and his power was at least doubled.

During the breathing, he felt that the body was full of blood and blood. The body parts that could not be cultivated on weekdays were able to fight and wash.

"According to this speed, I should be able to break through the martial arts in recent days."

Zhao Feng clearly feels his progress.

After training until the evening, Zhao Feng wiped the sweat and returned to his home.

After returning home, he is still pondering the changed left eye.

"Continue the strong power of my **** eyes, dominate the ages, control the ages - lucky juniors, don't let me down..."

He remembered the sound that sounded in the dark space when he was in a coma.

Zhao Feng speculated at this time: This eye is likely to come from a certain spiritual existence in ancient times. Under the chance of coincidence, it merges with its left eye...

Even at night, he opened his eyes and could clearly see the objects outside.

The dark night had little effect on Zhao Feng’s vision. His eyes can even see the birds in the sky a few miles away...

Lying in bed at night, Zhao Feng feels that his left eye is beating frequently, radiating a trace of warmth, into his own blood, and deep in the body.

In the wonderful feeling, Zhao Feng gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Zhao Feng woke up early, stretching his limbs and practicing boxing in a narrow courtyard.

"This small courtyard is too old and the environment is very bad. When I am strong, I must let my parents move into the spacious compound."

Zhao Feng’s heart is secret.

Soon, he began to cast Yan Gangquan thirty-two.

Snoring...

The fist with a whistling sound, violent vibration, amazing power.

Zhao Feng just made a few punches and he felt that something was wrong.

During the breathing, the blood in the body rushed, and the strength was constant. I punched out and said that there were four or five hundred pounds of strength.

"what!"

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised. The fists in his hands were like two groups of fierce fires.

砰咔嚓——

A big tree in front of a fist, a thick branch of a fist, instantly broken into several pieces.

"No! This is not a heavy force in martial arts, is it..."

Zhao Feng’s heart jumped.

In order to verify his own conjecture, he took a deep breath, carried his strength, spurred the blood, and slammed on the ground.

Bang!

When the ground was in the earthquake, the soil layer peeled off and collapsed, so that Zhao Feng’s feet were caught in a half inch.

He looked at him with joy, and another one in front of the middle of the body, a large stone weighing several tens of pounds, the latter suddenly split.

This kind of power is by no means a martial art.

"The martial arts are double... I have broken through the martial arts!"

Zhao Feng is ecstatic, closes his eyes and feels more powerful blood in his body.

He originally thought that to break through the martial arts, it would take a day or two to sleep for a night.

Consciousness is integrated into the left eye, and Zhao Feng discovers that the light cyan spiral aura in the dark space extends from one foot to eight feet to two feet.

He vaguely perceives that his energy is stronger than before, and there are other unspeakable changes...