Gaowu Fantasy: My Talent Has No Limit

In Nanhe Province, in a villa, the white-clothed boy who was killed by Chu Yang with a domineering and ferocious tiger climbing the mountain, was sitting on the bed in a daze, his eyes were ecstatic, and he couldn't help thinking about the scene of the battle just now in his mind, full of unwillingness, and extremely shocked .

He didn't even see exactly what moves Chu Yang used, he broke through the empty door in front of his chest in an instant, and threw his body flying out to kill him. What an absolute strength this is!

He guessed that if Chu Yang hadn't wanted to see how strong he was, he might not have been able to hold on to the moves before.

After replaying the battle video, Liu He felt a strong palpitation after watching it.

As soon as I thought about it, the first outrageous words were embarrassing and powerless.

How did you come across such a monster?

The winning streak has ended, and I have to change the number to call again!

The boy in white is named Liu He, and he is a senior high school student in No. 1 Middle School of Jingshan City, Nanhe Province. Not to mention his strength, but with his hidden weapons and short sword skills, he can easily rank in the top ten. Many martial arts universities have already invited him in advance. It's just that he entered the top martial arts school, and the fastest way to attract attention is to sprint to the winning percentage list and winning streak list.

At this time, after watching the video, Liu He took a long time to recover, and sent the video to a small group, saying: "I met a master today, if you want to lose, you can give it a try."

This group is full of powerful third-year martial artists from No. 1 Middle School in Jingshan City. They usually chat nonsense for two days, and of course they also exchange martial arts experience. After seeing Liu He's video at this time, the group immediately exploded.

"Fuck, which school's candidate is this? So fierce?"

"Liu He was actually suppressed and beaten? Can you believe it? Even the ultimate move was blocked so violently?"

"If it weren't for the regulations on the platform that high-level warriors cannot pretend to be low-level warriors, I can't believe that this kid has only one level of strength!"

"Old Tian, ​​why don't you come out and talk about it? Don't pretend to be dead!"

"Liuhe mourns!"

"+1!"

The person called Lao Tian in the group is also a Bajiquan practitioner. His qi and blood have broken through to the second level, and he is considered one of the best masters in the school. But when he saw Chu Yang's last killer move, his eyes were straightened, it was too cruel , It's too domineering, it's a realm that I haven't even touched!

The third-tier martial artist who quickly called over to guide him in his cultivation, after gradually analyzing for a while, then pretended to explain: "Well, the strength is not bad, the level of martial arts is much higher than Liu He, it is normal to be suppressed and beaten. In fact, the last few days Seconds later, Liu He broke his spine after the first hand rub, and lost consciousness, comparable to an old ape hanging seal, a bit hot, too low in energy and blood, not my opponent."

"Old Tian is still amazing!"

"That's awesome. After talking so much nonsense, it's not a disguised admission that no one is as high as anyone in martial arts!"

"Liu He, I'll post the video on the Internet!"

Liu He said angrily: "Whatever, this warrior won't fight anymore anyway!"

There was a dark thought in his heart that there were many martial arts geniuses among the high school candidates all over the country. After watching the video, Lie Xinxi was delighted, and maybe someone would be in line for him.

Hmph, if you break my winning streak, you can't win either!

On the other side, after Lao Tian finished pretending in the group, he ran out of the bedroom in a hurry, "This is too scary, the tiger climbed the mountain to use this level, practice more! Practice more! Believe me, I'm not as good as a first-level warrior !"

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Chu Yang didn't know that his battle had aroused discussions among some high school warriors in the distance, and it was even spread on the Internet.

The alloy swords and big guns bought in the guarding department can't be used at home. They are all placed in the black Chang Ye bar. At this time, they can only swallow medicinal materials, practice breathing skills, and increase blood. According to the speed of practice, there will be another week. With time, you can steadily break through to the second level.

Rested peacefully at home for one night, the next morning, Chu Yang went to the bar to get the weapon first, carrying the big gun, came to the dam of the Qinglong River, between the mountains and rivers, shaking the long gun like a dragon, the momentum male foot.

There are few people on the dam side in the early morning, but today is different.

Chu Yang, who was shaking his big gun, suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. On the other side of the Qinglong River, a martial artist in his forties was leading forty or fifty young girls in martial arts uniforms. It came slowly from a distance, and it didn't stop until the dense forest by the river. After a short breath, it continued to punch and punch. The warrior corrected and pointed from time to time, and the scene was spectacular.

Chu Yang knew that this was a third-year candidate in the No. 1 Middle School, and a few of them caught his attention. Every move was full of energy, and the movement was smooth. They obviously had good martial arts accomplishments. It should be what Zhou Jingling said about No. 1 Middle School several geniuses.

This middle-aged man was supposed to be training these students' actual fighting steps. His walking posts were unstable, and his steps would be disordered in a real fight. If he couldn't catch up and escape, he would be dead.

Chu Yang looked away after taking a look, and continued to hone his marksmanship, just three simple movements of blocking and holding a bar. But as he continued to practice repeatedly, he could feel the changes in the strength of every muscle in his body. The deeper he felt, the more refined his cultivation was. .

It wasn't until the red sun was rising and the sky was bright that Chu Yang returned to the bar with his spear to store it. After reporting to the Guardian Division, he continued to practice in the Martial Arts Building.

For several days in a row, nothing happened, the wind and the sea were calm, and all aspects were improving rapidly.

Open the personal panel.

"Host: Chu Yang!"

"Realm: First Rank Warrior (92.12%)"

"Cultivation method: 89.01% of "Longqiu Advanced Breathing Technique", 100% of "Green Mountain Elementary Breathing Technique"."

"Martial arts: Proficient in Xingyiquan (99.99%), proficient in Bajiquan (99.99%), proficient in Taijiquan (53.11%)."

"Swordsmanship: Mastery of "Taiyi Fen Lightsaber" (12.31%)."

"Spearmanship: 55.41% proficiency in "Liuhe Daqiang", 56.34% proficiency in "Xingyi Wuxing Spear"."

With the addition of the two major boxing techniques that are about to enter the micro-level, the progress of the spear technique is relatively high. As for the sword technique, it is a little weaker, and it is only a rough level, but for others, it is scary enough. How long has Chu Yang been exposed to swordsmanship?

In the evening, Chu Yang will go to the virtual battle platform to fight a few times after practicing, and practice again after his vitality is restored.

On this day, in the practice room of the black Chang Ye bar, Chu Yang was fighting against people on a virtual online platform.

The opponents encountered in the past few days were of average level, and Chu Yang did not defeat them immediately. Instead, he honed his swordsmanship and spear skills.

At this time, Chu Yang was fighting a burly boy, and the battle was in full swing.

Chu Yang was holding a big gun, and the gun shot out like a dragon, dotted with cold stars, showing a murderous look, while the burly young man was holding two long knives, and the water he swung could not splash in, preventing Chu Yang's attack from being penetrated.

"Chu Yang, I have a task to cooperate with."

Suddenly at this moment, when Chu Yang heard Zhao Chuang's voice, his momentum changed immediately, and the gun speed suddenly accelerated, as fast as sparks.

The burly young man couldn't help but be amazed, how could Chu Yang, who was playing evenly just now, suddenly seemed like a different person.

In an instant, the burly young man only felt his hands tremble, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart. Immediately, the two long knives in his hands were knocked away instantly. pass by.

"Forty-five consecutive victories!"