Global high martial arts: My martial arts is actively cultivated

Aoyama No. 1 Middle School, monitoring room.

Several school leaders accompanied the young people of the police station to watch the students' fighting situation.

"What's going on with the surveillance of Building One?"

The head teacher pointed to several dark areas on the screen and asked with a frown.

A staff member replied: "There is a problem with the signal line, it may be broken. Hearing

this, the teaching director looked at the young man and asked, "Officer Zhou, should the selection be suspended first, and then start when the monitoring is repaired."

"No need!"

Zhou Wei's gaze swept across the screen, shook his head, and said, "The ten spy devices are all within the monitoring range, so there is no need to waste time." "

Arresting Zhao Weiping as soon as possible is the point.

A formal warrior wandering outside is too dangerous.

In the event of widespread loss of life among the people, the people of their police station will definitely be responsible.

The other side.

"Wang Ping, you are an awakening fifth stage, can you keep the spy weapon!"

"It's all under the high section, are you embarrassed to mock me!"

"Haha, this spy weapon, I, Li Yijian, are not welcome!"

......

The shouts were endless.

All over the campus, there are student fights.

The students who got the spy weapons were all surrounded by everyone, and they couldn't find a place to hide.

Either carry it or run away.

Time passes and the identity of the holder changes.

Ten minutes.

Twenty minutes.

......

After more than an hour, the remaining participating students felt that the time was right and set out to join the ranks of the snatching spy weapon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull and powerful sound of collision continued one after another, resounding all over the campus, and the battle was very fierce.

Many students were injured and walked out.

10:50.

There are ten minutes left until the end of the tryouts.

The chaotic war came to an end, and only a few two or three spy weapons were still in contention.

The others have been confirmed to the Lord, and no one has snatched them again.

No way.

There are only a handful of students left on the field, and almost all of them are exhausted and unable to fight again.

That classroom.

Zhang Wensi looked at his watch frequently, and his face could not hide his anxiety.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, his phone vibrates.

Opening his eyes, Director Zhang Wen let out a breath, and the whole person relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Ning Chuan was even more convinced of his speculation.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before a tall figure walked into the classroom.

"It's him!"

Ning Chuan recognized the person.

Wei Bohu, Awakening Nine Stages, has a B-grade boxing method cultivated to the realm of mastery.

In terms of strength, stabilize the top three in the grade.

Absolute famous school seeds.

After thinking about it, Ning Chuan took out his mobile phone, turned on the video, and pointed the camera at the classroom.

Trading spies privately is not a glorious thing.

"Did you get the spy?"

Zhang Wensi walked quickly towards Wei Bohu, his face flushed with longing.

"What do I want?"

Wei Bohu took out a black box, boxy, the size of a Rubik's cube, raised his hand and handed it out.

"Here, there is no less!"

Taking the spy weapon, Zhang Wensi shook the test tube rack in his hand and showed it to Wei Bohu.

But it was not handed to Wei Bohu.

"Why, want to pay the bill?!"

Wei Bohu had a little disdain in his eyes and sneered.

"I'll give it to you when the tryouts are over."

Zhang Wensi shook his head, stuffed the test tube rack into his pocket, and said, "Now hand over the nutrient solution, you snatch the spy device again, who will I talk to!"

"There are so many heart eyes!"

Wei Bohu sneered, turned and strode away.

"Forgive you and don't dare to lie to me!"

Zhang Wensi pouted, played with the spy weapon, and did not go out with Wei Bohu.

With his strength, if he is discovered, it will inevitably cause a scramble.

Although the tryouts are coming to an end, the students' combat strength has declined significantly, but there is no need to take risks.

Building 1 is just right for hiding.

"The praying mantis's cicada is in place, it's time for the yellow finch to appear!"

On the tree, Ning Chuan put away his mobile phone, looked at the depths of Zhang Wensi's eyes, rose a wisp of fiery, and stepped on the branch with the soles of his feet.

Bang!

The bark shattered, pushing Ning Chuan to leap out like an off-string arrow.

Cracking sound!

The glass of the window shattered, and Ning Chuan broke into the classroom with a strong posture, and when his figure fell in the direction of Zhang Wensi, his five fingers clenched his fists and swung out fiercely!

White Bone Killer Fist!

The Thousand Bone Killing Technique is the strongest move to attack head-on.

"Whoosh!"

The mighty fist wind roared, wrapped in dozens of pieces of broken glass, and smashed into Zhang Wensi, who was stunned in the face.

"Who sneaked up on me?!"

As an awakening high-section, Zhang Wensi reacted quickly and slapped out a palm.

The strong wind was equally violent, his palms were bloody, and the green tendons were prominent, full of a sense of power!

Obviously, it was also a certain palm martial art.

Bang!

Fist fighting.

A circle of qi swept out, as if it were substance, and actually tore the glass shards in mid-air and sputtered everywhere.

Zhang Wensi's body shook violently and suddenly retreated.

With a bang, his back hit the wall hard, and dust fell.

Zhang Wensi barely stopped his figure.

On the other side, Ning Chuan also felt a strong attack, and his figure flew out upside down.

He exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, a backflip, unloaded most of his strength, landed steadily on the window edge, condescending, his eyes looking down at Zhang Wensi.

"Wrapped in the momentum of falling, coupled with the strongest punch, against Zhang Wensi, who hurriedly counterattacked, that is, a six-fourth kai."

Ning Chuan shook his head.

Awakening is high, and the power is like a spring.

Sure enough, powerful.

Ning Chuan thought for a while, and deliberately said sharply: "Zhang Wensi, you dare to buy a spy weapon privately, and you can get the stolen goods together, and you can't be caught without tying up!"

Ning Chuan added another classic line.

"You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will become evidence in court!"

Zhang Wensi was so frightened that his body trembled.

But for some reason, he always felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.

Subconsciously raised his eyes, Zhang Wensi was stunned at first, and immediately jumped like thunder!

"Ning Chuan!"

Zhang Wensi roared loudly, as if there was a flame rising in his eyes.

"Why doesn't the body tremble!"

Ning Chuan chuckled and teased, "Hand over the spy weapon, I'll let you leave!"

Zhang Wensi smiled mockingly: "One awakening four stages, big words!"

"So you don't agree!"

Ning Chuan's feet stepped on the wind, extremely fast, and quickly swept out with the sound of breaking the air.

"Also, I'm awakening five dan now!"

In the blink of an eye, Ning Chuan approached, put his five fingers together, aimed at Zhang Wensi's vital throat, and stabbed out like a sharp sword.

"Phew!"

The air cracked.

"Awakening Wudan, is this your hole card, so powerful, just like when I was a freshman in high school!"

Zhang Wensi yin and yang strange.

The action was not careless.

A hand knife swung out hard, the force was heavy, fast as thunder, and slashed at Ning Chuan's wrist.

"Yin Snake Strike!"

Ning Chuan's eyes froze.

Just when Zhang Wensi was about to hit him, the swinging arm folded out at a strange angle, like a snake body twisting, dodged over, and continued to stab Zhang Wensi's throat.

After the Thousand Bone Killing Technique reached the realm of proficiency, the Yin Snake Strike could already be easily cast.

Zhang Wensi's face changed slightly.

However, he was not too flustered, and his rich combat experience made him react immediately.

You can't dodge, but attack instead of defend!

Syllable!

Zhang Wensi stepped forward quickly, stepping on the ground firmly, so that the landing point of Ning Chuan's stab was offset, staggering the throat and other key points.

At the same time, the cut hand knife was clenched into a fist and swung out vigorously.

Burst! Bang!

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

The previous muffled sound was that after Ning Chuan's fingers tore Zhang Wensi's clothes, they poked into his shoulder, and a few wisps of blood oozed out.

With the latter sound, it was Zhang Wensi who hit Ning Chuan.

The next moment.

Ning Chuan was shot out and landed heavily on a desk, the solid wood table top was directly broken, and the metal table below was a little distorted and deformed.

You can see the power of this collision.

However, Ning Chuan stood up like a nobody.

After the Vajra body is promoted to the third layer, in addition to being able to transform into a golden body, the body's defense has reached a new level.

Zhang Wensi's punch made him barely feel some pain.

Ning Chuan didn't need to look at it, at the middle fist, at most, it was slightly red.

"What kind of martial arts are you, it's kind of interesting."

Raising his right hand and looking at some blood on his fingertips, Ning Chuan raised his eyebrows and said.

After he pierced his skin, Zhang Wensi's muscles suddenly became as hard as steel, and he couldn't go any further.

According to his original estimate, with the power of this palm sword, how can he say that Zhang Wensi can temporarily lose an arm.

"Ning Chuan, I'm going to break all your fingers!"

The four blood holes on his shoulders were filled with hot pain, and Zhang Wensi stared at Ning Chuan, his eyes were gloomy, and he seemed to be dripping water.

Woo!

He strode with great strides, his figure carrying a fierce wind, and he pounced like a fierce tiger.

"Huh!"

The corner of Ning Chuan's mouth flashed a sneer, and with a flick of his five fingers, he shook off the blood above, cast a swift step, and greeted it without fear.