Pirate’s Infinite Wings

This seems to be the way of heaven and earth, the way of yin and yang.

"Close the ring, others should not bother God of War and Shadow.

"The stone made a loud noise.

The World of Warcraft instructor also looked cold: "Well, this matter is very important, you and I protect the Dharma personally." The two stood on the side of the ring, waiting quietly.

The other teenage strongmen had different expressions on their faces.

It only takes a few minutes and seconds.

In a blink of an eye, another hour passed.

In the ring.

The young man in the black robe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, knelt on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and creaked his mouth, like a fountain spewing black blood.

A pungent smell, like the smell of rotting flesh, fills the surrounding air for a moment.

The young man was taken aback.

Someone wants to rush to the ring to lift [Shadow].

"Don't move, don't touch him" Shi Jia, drink a little lower.

The young man in black robe [Shadow] knelt on the ring, always spitting blood crazily, almost half of the ring wanted to be drowned in that rotten ink black blood, based on this, even if he wanted to spit out all the blood on his body, he couldn't.

If it is a normal person who has lost so much blood, only fear has turned into a mummy's body.

But one foot into the most powerful martial arts team, the essence of the body is blood, but not as little as ordinary people.

The so-called qi and blood are like Wang Yang, the true highest power of martial arts, the essence contained in its body is boiling like a river. It is said that those who are extremely strong with the wind and the moon can be transformed into Wang Yang with a single drop of blood. The higher holy places and the boundaries of the empire are even more difficult for ordinary people to imagine.

Among the eighteen young strongmen, their strength is second only to Fang Lang, half of their feet have already entered the ranks of the strong, and their bodies are like a river.

Naturally, such blood loss would not cause him fatal damage.

At best, the blood is weak and the essence is lost, and it only needs to be adjusted for a few days to fully recover.

Moreover, the black blood he spurted at this time was actually exactly this time, because he lost his mind and caused physical damage, some language plugs and impurities. Fang Lang imitated the mysterious and thin old man of White Deer Academy, using dragon The power of the fist.

There is an evil force within the pressure [Shadow], and the electric shock oozes rotting blood from the black wounds on his body.

Only the strength of the strong, after all, is not the real Ding, and it is also unwilling, his black, the shock entered the stomach, unable to shock the body.

That's why shadows need to be spit out like this.

In the lower half of the stick, the shadow spit out almost ten times as much as the black rot.

In the entire ring, except for Fang Lang standing within three meters of other places, he also spit out blood and decay.

Then he stood up slowly.

The body is a little unsteady and feels a little weak, but the disease of the meshing has completely disappeared.

The vitality of the body is flowing, smooth and incomparable, with a little luck, it is also very smooth, it is no longer the feeling of stagnation and excitement of the shadow sword practiced before, the whole person is like a kind of New life, unrivaled exuberance and wholeness of spirit.

This disaster is over.

Not only in the past, but in order to improve, the previous bottlenecks have also been opened.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Fang Lang in the opposite direction with complicated eyes, and said nothing for the last time.

He turned and jumped off the ring, saluted the two guards, and headed back to the dormitory for the first time.

Both Shijia and the Warcraft coach laughed.

They see a change in [Shadow].

This change is not only a change of strength and strength, but also a change of heart and character.

"Ask someone to cook, add two catties of source crystals, and send them to [Shadow]. His essence has lost a lot of blood and needs to be replenished.

"Under the command of the sergeant major, dozens of soldiers carrying a large amount of food were quickly sent to the dormitory.

But most people's eyes are still focused on Fang Lang.

At this time, Fang Lang was still standing quietly on the boxing ring.

Breathing is not a disease, nor is it slow, the whole body is no longer fluctuating in vitality, standing with outstretched hands, as if falling asleep.

"Don't disturb him" Shijia made another voice.

He couldn't see Fang Lang's state clearly, but this should be a good thing, just like an epiphany.

At this time, he must not be interrupted.

For martial arts, this state is unnecessary.

This is the case when some people realize that this is the case.

At this time, Fang Lang was interrupted.

It's like killing a father for his wife.

The two instructors began to enforce the law again.

After observing for a period of time, these young strongmen looked different and gradually dispersed.

... "It turns out that there are so many resonances between "Tianlong True Meaning" and "Dragon Fist." Fang Lang realized this world.

Before that, he used Dragon Fist to help (Shadow) suppress the evil forces in his body.

In fact, at the beginning, Fang Lang wanted to use the dragon fist as a cover.

The real plan is to suppress it with "Extreme Ice Flame".

Supreme ice heat claims to burn all matter, and since it is the property of ice, it is the most restrained against the evil force that extinguishes fire.

However, Fang Lang himself doesn't think that when he faces the enemy

Inspired by the opponent's "Dark Sword Code" when he was human, Fang Lang suddenly understood the "Secret Code of Dragon Fist" in the play, and suddenly opened his head.

A powerful force broke out involuntarily.

Faintly feeling the deep power of the "Dragon Fist Code", this understanding seemed to suddenly appear in his mind, and he suddenly realized that the Dragon Fist could also suppress evil magic power.

The understanding and comprehension of [The Mystery of Dragon Fist] is like a torrent, uncontrollable in an instant.

Fang Lang had an illusion at the time that every time he punched, his understanding of [The Secret of Dragon Fist] improved by one level.

Then, unconsciously, he himself fell into a strange state.

In his opinion, the only place where the evil power accumulated on his body was a blow, and the body was harmonious to the extreme.

Dragon Fist and Nine Shapes seem to be his innate instinct, without harming [Shadow]'s body, it can also turn those frightened into evil forces.

The nameless heart, the secret of the Dragon Fist, plus the true meaning of the dragon.

When these three functions are combined, the mysterious changes that appear, even Fang Lang himself, are immersed in this feeling of every second.

He vaguely felt that "Dragon Fist Secret Code" and "Dragon True Meaning" seemed to be complementary.

In a trance state, Fang Lang had a momentary extreme urge to act as the sky, but the only reason was that the child made him bear it.

Become a dragon.

This is one of Fang Lang's greatest powers, and he doesn't want to be exposed.

At this time, Fang Lang has been completely immersed in the Uyghur collision in "The Mystery of Dragon Fist" and "The True Intention of the Dragon". In their own eyes, they are constantly merging, as if with a hand, you can hold a beam of God in their hands, but this hand is difficult to lift, and it is impossible to reach out. ..