"Plant lotus in the fire!"

God's long eyebrows trembled, and a terrifying sound wave roared out, his figure was like a violent ape pounced on him, his fists flashed, and his move was his killer move, impacting Zhang Sanfeng's temple.

He saw clearly that these students who entered Zhutian Academy first had much better body skills than him, and he had to burst out with twelve points of strength.

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng did not dodge or avoid, without any fancy, and directly hit him with one punch.

The two of them collided with their fists and palms, first with a thump of muscles, then they collided three or four times in a row, making a sound like a collision of steel.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"·······

God retreated repeatedly, and every step he took, and a huge sonic boom was emitted on the ground where he stepped on his feet.

"Who are you?"

God's face was shocked. Not only did Zhang Sanfeng not retreat, he also took a step forward, his fist grew larger at a speed visible to the naked eye and hit his chest.

This person just used Tai Chi.

Boom!

God quickly blocked his arm with one arm, and he was about to leave when he touched it, but God's body shook for a moment.

But Zhang Sanfeng took a step forward again and punched him straight.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"·········

But this time the fists were too dense, dense, like rocks slamming the shore, locking God's whole body.

Then everyone in the audience saw Zhang Sanfeng keeps punching and walking forward, and God keeps blocking and retreating.

Moreover, something shocking happened, a drop of bright red blood slipped down on the two long eyebrows.

“Tick~”

This drop of blood seemed like a signal, God's eyebrows were like water drops from the eaves, falling to the ground.

After a while, everyone in the audience felt a bloody smell in the air.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"·······

Zhang Sanfeng's expression remained unchanged, but he punched faster and faster, more fiercely, and his power became more and more powerful.

"I feel like my master is getting more and more...I like fighting."

In the audience, Zhang Cuishan was in a state of mind and couldn't help but sigh.

He had seen his master take action several times, especially when he fought against masters with certain strength, showing his domineering and sharpness that he had never seen before.

"How could it be so strong?"

"How could he beat Tai Chi so strongly?"

"Who is this person?"

Each punch of Zhang Sanfeng seemed simple, but God knew how exquisite every punch that hit him was.

The Taoist in front of him seemed to have realized a state of superb Tai Chi, simplifying it into a traditional and hard and soft one. As long as he can't stop a punch, he may be beaten to death.

"I·······"

God wanted to admit defeat, but he couldn't speak, and he would dissipate as soon as he opened his breath, and he could not stop Zhang Sanfeng's fist from the storm.

In order to block Zhang Sanfeng's fist, he burned his qi and blood. Every breath he passed, his qi and blood became a little thinner and his foundation was weaker.

If he was in the Dragon and Snake World, even if he was beaten to death by Zhang Sanfeng, he would not bow his head and admit defeat.

However, this is the Academy of Heaven, where the True God exists, and there is a bright road ahead, so he is reluctant to die.

"Bang!"

Just then, God suddenly rolled on a donkey, then shouted with his head in his arms.

"How is this battle over here?"

"If you hit me again, I can't kill me today. I will hit your apprentice once, and I will hit him once."

Zhang Cuishan, Yin Susu, Zhang Wuji, "·······".

"Bang!"

Zhang Sanfeng did not hesitate at all and punched God in the chest.

"You dare to threaten to beat my apprentice in front of me, and you really think that Zhang Sanfeng has a good temper."

This time, Zhang Sanfeng not only used his fist power to attack, but also turned his century-old pure yang internal force into a wisp of dark force and penetrated into God's body, and even used mental attacks.

As long as the other party does not surrender, he will not beat the other party to death, and there will be no responsibility at all.

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

God was stunned.

He is fighting with Zhang Sanfeng?

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

God spat out a mouthful of blood, his face sluggish.

He finally knew why he couldn't feel the surging blood in Zhang Sanfeng's body, because the other party had long returned to nature and could not see through it if he didn't want to see it.

The person in front of him not only practiced internal skills, but also Zhang Sanfeng, who created his own Tai Chi, could he be an opponent?

"God, your first time here today, I don't know how strong you are, so I must go to Shaolin Temple to try it today."

Just then, Li Xunhuan spoke.

"Who are you?"

God said in a confused look on his face.

"I am a teacher in the junior class and I am temporarily responsible for managing the students in the junior class."

Li Xunhuan said, and then used the teacher card to contact the abbot of Shaolin Temple in the The Legend of the Condor Heroes, "Today God goes to the trial, he is very confident in his strength. You can extend the trial time, and there is no problem in two or three hours."

god, "······".

Teacher in the junior class?

Isn't it his teacher?

Although I don’t know what the Shaolin Temple trial represents, God has a very bad premonition.

Moreover, he is now seriously injured.

"You don't see the strength I just showed clearly..."

Before god could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Xunhuan, "I was just thinking about the problem, the difference between monkeys and humans, and forgot to observe the situation around me for a moment."

god, "······".

"it's over?"

At this moment, a figure that made God very familiar with him appeared.

Tang Zichen!

He had always wanted to assassinate Tang Zichen, but as a result, Tang Zichen relied on the spiritual realm of "not seeing, not hearing, and being aware of danger". Every time he had not approached Tang Zichen, the other party felt that he could avoid his assassination in advance.

"Teacher Tang, the exchange between students has ended."

Li Xunhuan said with a smile.

"Since it's over, I'll arrange the training courses for students in the national martial arts system. In addition to daily practice, as long as Zhenren Zhang has time, I will try my best to arrange for you and Zhenren Zhang to practice once a day."

"You should cherish the opportunity to discuss with Zhenren Zhang. He has so much of what you have learned."

Tang Zichen seemed to have no idea what had just happened and said with a serious expression.

The reason why they practice national arts is because their spiritual energy is thin and they will not achieve anything when practicing internal energy.

Zhang Sanfeng also had reached the top of his internal strength because of his thin spiritual energy. He created Tai Chi, which is similar to internal strength and national martial arts, and he wanted to cultivate immortality.

god, "·······".

"By the way, you have to get along well with Zhenren Zhang."

"The dean has already spoken that as long as Zhenren Zhang practices the martial arts teaching materials of the junior class [Nine Yang True Sutra] to the perfect state, he will become the head teacher of the junior class."

"Getting along well with your class teacher will be good for your future."

Tang Zichen seemed to suddenly think of something and added.

god, "·······".

Zhang Sanfeng’s future class teacher?

Is Li Xunhuan, who was scolded by him, a teacher?
Chapter completed!