I’m Really An Outsider

Huang Tianyi quickly came to the front of the crowd a few steps, with a stern look.

"I'll show you one last time, whoever wants to do it again, don't eat tonight!"

Regardless of Huang Tian's sternness on the surface, in fact, he does have a tofu heart.

"Oh, take a look, take a look, Master Huang taught you so hard, you still don't work hard."

Luo Huangjun walked into the martial arts hall and smiled.

When Huang Tian heard this, he turned around and smiled with some surprise.

"Jun Jun, why are you here!"

"Big Brother Zhou Jun!"

"Big Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

A group of little guys, including the leftover dog, came forward one after another.

It has to be said that Jun Luo Jun's popularity in the poor city is indeed good.

"Hehe, didn't I come to you to exercise."

Today, Daluozi's getting angry is not good, Luo Zhoujun made a special trip to strengthen his body and go to get rid of the fire.

Otherwise, you can designate a spring dream in the evening.

"Okay, I just can't find anyone to discipline these little guys. It just so happened that you came, and teach me a lot."

Huang Tian nodded, not giving Luo Qianjun a chance to shirk at all, and then looked towards the people.

"After a while, Jun Zhou will teach you to practice Fist Technique several times."

"good!"

The little guys agreed.

Upon seeing this, Lord Luo Qiang gave a wry smile, and had to agree.

In fact, he doesn't know much about Fist Technique at all.

He knows what Huang Tian taught him when he came to exercise before.

"Well, you all follow my movements, don't be lazy!"

Jun Luo Jun shouted.

He stood in the forefront, practicing Fist Technique.

This boxing is called Bengquan, and it is a powerful introductory Martial Skill, not even the Body Tempering Cultivation Technique.

Luo Huangjun threw a fist, his movements were slow, but they were very charming and fascinating.

Ding!

At this moment, a clear electronic sound suddenly sounded in Luo Zhoujun's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for activating the Fist Technique talent, the talent level is the first glimpse!

Talent upgrade, small achievements!

Upgrade talents, perfect forever!

Talent upgrade, mastery!

Upgrade your talents to the pinnacle! "

Luo Junjun: "..."

Have you been idle lately?

I will break my fist, why are you still awakening?

Luo Zhoujun is really annoying, he wakes up some junk talent every time, it is better not to wake up.

Grandma has legs.

Luo Qianjun was too lazy to bird it, and continued to punch.

Along with the awakening of his talent, Luo Huangjun's movements became more and more adept, and every punch contained his boxing skills.

A wave of powerful punches danced with his movements.

A violent momentum rushed out, as if a punch was enough to break the mountains and rivers!

call!

There was a sudden gust of wind between the sky and the earth, the sky was changing, and the sky was dark.

The whole day was shrouded in fist wind.

That suffocating power of the great avenue, all the cultivators in the thousands of miles that were instantly suppressed even had difficulty breathing.

"This! What is going on, why does the sky suddenly appear such a powerful pressure!"

"Is there a strong man in the fight? I feel that even my body can hardly move!"

"What a terrifying breath!"

For a while, many cultivators exclaimed.

Especially Bai Rui, who has just left.

She looked at the tea garden fiercely, her heart pounding.

She knew that this was definitely the senior's showing off.

so horrible.

Is it possible to have such a great coercion at such a distance?

Could it be...

Senior is fighting the strong?

sky!

This is the battle of immortals!

I am afraid that both sides have hit above Nine Heavens.

Otherwise, just the aftermath of the battle may destroy the entire Martial Venerate continent!

Bai Rui sighed.

It's a pity that I can't witness this spectacular battle.

At the same time, the poor city.

Two beautiful Celestial Immortals, two hundred percent of the girls who turned their heads back, are going all out to resist this pressure.

They didn't even know what happened, why such a terrifying pressure suddenly came.

But soon, as Luo Zhoujun in the martial arts hall stopped, the pressure suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, senior sister, look at it, this pressure is actually coming from the martial arts hall in front. Is it possible that there is a peerless strongman in it?"

The girl on the left seems to be only 15 or 16 years old, but her body is developed with bumps and grotesque appearance.

Her name is Xiao Ling'er, and next to her, the woman she calls a senior sister is Yan Qin.

"Junior sister, you are not deeply involved in the world, but your keenness is better than that of senior sisters. The pressure is indeed coming from the martial arts hall, but if we rush to interrupt, will it be a bit bad."

Yan Qin nodded.

Her dress is fluttering, three thousand green silks are like waterfalls, her beautiful eyes are shining with shocked colors, and her flawless and stunning face is truly like Nine Heavens Fairy.

"No, no, sister, I just want to see it, okay, you promise me."

Xiao Ling'er hugged Yan Qin's jade arm with both hands and said coquettishly.

In the past, as long as she did this, Yan Qin would promise her.

Sure enough, Yan Qin still couldn't resist this little girl this time, so she had to sigh helplessly.

"Well, I can promise you to go and see, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense for a while."

"good!"

Xiao Ling'er jumped up in excitement, and agreed.

The two accelerated their pace and walked into the martial arts hall.

But at first glance, Yan Qin was a little disappointed.

This is obviously a mortal martial arts hall, and there are mortals in it, and what it teaches is just ordinary Martial Skills.

Is it possible... that the strong one is not there?

Yan Qin secretly said in his heart.

But Xiao Linger's interest is unabated.

"Hey! What a pretty girl, how come there are such fairies in the martial arts hall, could it be that I was attracted by my handsome face?"

When Luo Zhoujun heard the movement, he turned around and suddenly saw Yan Qin and Xiao Ling'er walking into the martial arts hall.

This is really not Luo Huangjun's narcissism. Although he is an ordinary master, if he is only handsome, he thinks that he can stand alone in the world, unparalleled in the world.

Besides, if it wasn't for being handsome, how could these two girls walk into the martial arts hall full of big men?

"I don't know the two, why are you here?"

Luo Zhoujun smiled and said, greeting the guests for Huang Tian.

As he sweats during fitness, he didn't wear a robe, but walked out shirtlessly.

Only then did he notice that the two women turned out to be immortal cultivators, and they were also dressed in costumes with ink and wash embroidery.

Is it possible that they are all disciples of the School of Ink and Wash Painting?

Damn it!

What happened to Poor City recently.

I wanted to see a cultivator before, but it was as difficult as reaching the sky.

Why are there so many lately, and they are all beautiful girls.

And these two are even more beautiful ladies of the School of Ink Painting!

"Um?"

At the moment when he saw Lord Luo Zhou, Yan Qin thought he was a certain man of heaven.

It's not to blame for her missteps, mainly because Luo Huangjun is too handsome, and the most important thing is that his temperament is very outstanding, even more outstanding than those who are born out of the world.

But when Yan Qin subconsciously inspected Luo Zhoujun's Cultivation Base, he found that there was no Spiritual Qi fluctuation in his body. He was obviously a mortal.

"Pity……"

Yan Qin sighed, and his curiosity towards Luo Huangjun gradually became arrogant.

Yes, it is so cruel in the world of cultivating immortals, and only strength is supreme.

"Take a look at the best things in your martial arts gym."

Yan Qin looked cold and said tepidly.

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