Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

The woman in black moved her hand, and a branch from a big tree not far away suddenly flew into the hand of the woman in black.

He brushed it casually, and all the leaves and twigs on the branches fell off, forming a short wooden stick.

"Now try your Chuan Wu."

After the woman in black finished speaking, she dodged and shot towards Qin Fan. She used the stick as a sword and pointed the tip of the stick directly at Qin Fan's face.

"Teaching martial arts?"

Qin Fan murmured and put away the kitchen knife.

He may think that he is not as good as those strong people in terms of supernatural powers, but when it comes to martial arts, he may not be afraid of anyone.

He clenched his fists and faced the woman in black with a smile.

The woman in black was startled, and the wooden stick in her hand couldn't help but become a little hot to the touch.

Her original intention was to use a wooden stick to fight Qin Fan's kitchen knife. In this way, she could even out the gap between the others. Who would have thought that this guy would be even more bachelor and fight with bare hands.

Qin Fan's gesture immediately aroused a wave of discussion. Even the instructors turned a blind eye and looked seriously, but their eyes secretly glanced at the battle scene.

"Did this kid just have a violent attack and forget who he is?"

"See, when the stick hits him, he will know how weak he is."

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If there is anyone here who has confidence in Qin Fan's fists and kicks, then Zhang Xiong is undoubtedly the first choice. After all, he has actually had a fistfight with Qin Fan.

When he saw Qin Fan showing his fist again, he was even more excited than before. His whole face was red and his hands could not help but be clenched tightly.

He kept murmuring: "Fight to break the sky, fuck her."

Seeing Qin Fan being so supportive, the woman in black no longer dared to be as contemptuous as before.

The tip of the stick swiped and hit Qin Fan's fist.

Qin Fan directly accumulated all the Vajra body protection on his fist, protecting his chest with his left fist, and met it directly with his right fist.

Snapped

There was just a crisp sound, and the fists collided with the tip of the stick. The tip of the stick was directly broken by Qin Fan's punch, and the wooden stick, which was not long, became even shorter.

"Good boy, are your fists so hard?"

The woman in black couldn't help but laugh as she tried out the strength of Qin Fan's fist.

The wooden stick in his hand no longer confronted Qin Fan head-on. Instead, the stick moved like a dragon, danced out of the sky, and attacked Qin Fan.

Qin Fan's fists also gave way to each other, blocking blows and throwing thrusts, and he fought back and forth with the woman in black.

The more the woman in black fought, the more surprised she became. Slowly, the surprise turned into surprise. No wonder Cang Wu specifically asked him to train this kid.

Except for the lack of realm and some actual combat experience, his performance far exceeded what he had at this realm.

What's more important is that he still lacks that indomitable momentum.

Those who use swords are the most powerful.

If you want to be successful, it will be difficult to reach the top without the aura that dominates the world.

The woman in black struck out with her short stick, and Qin Fan naturally struck out. As soon as the fist stick made contact, Qin Fan immediately realized that something was wrong.

On the short stick, there was actually an extremely strong spiritual power. As soon as it came into contact, the spiritual power turned into a huge force and hit Qin Fan's fist.

Qin Fan's whole body was thrown out as if being hit by a train. This time he flew hundreds of meters and fell directly in front of the freshmen.

The woman in black was a little confused for a moment. The spiritual power she used this time was weaker than before. Why was the effect of the blow on the opponent doubled?

How did she know that when Qin Fan fought with her before, most of his spiritual attack was swallowed up by the kitchen knife, so the effect was naturally compromised. But this time all the spiritual power actually fell on him.

Qin Fan got up and rubbed his fists in pain. Fortunately, he was protected by the Vajra Body. Apart from the fall, there were no other injuries.

"You are such a shameless person. You have agreed to pass on the martial arts. How can you steal the superpower?"

Qin Fan walked to the woman in black and grinned.

The woman in black snorted coldly: "Without using spiritual power? How can your fist be so hard? Besides, a soldier never tires of deceit. This is the first lesson I have taught you."

After the woman in black finished speaking, she flicked her right hand, and four cloth bags suddenly appeared on Qin Fan's limbs.

"Congratulations, you won the prize. Try it again."

After speaking, the woman in black turned around and walked to the shade of the tree, sitting down cross-legged, like an old monk in meditation.

Qin Fan wailed in his heart, what is this? I thought it was finally over, but who knew it would become even worse?

After another warm-up was completed, Qin Fan felt that he had no strength left to even hold his hair.

Lying on the ground, looking blankly at the sky.

It was dark again.

The second time it took him twice as long as the first time to complete, and he worked directly from day to night.

He lay on the ground like a dead dog, and even breathing felt like a waste of energy.

"You can only transform after reaching the extreme. Now is the best time to tap into your body's potential. Do you want to continue?"

The woman in black had already stood beside Qin Fan at some point.

There were only two of them in the quiet playground at the moment, and even Gao Fushuai was let back.

The voice echoed in Qin Fan's ears, a little ethereal and a little drifting.

Qin Fan looked at the woman in black with blurred eyes and said:

"What did you say?"

The woman in black stood quietly, and a strong murderous aura suddenly burst out. Qin Fan jumped up, quickly stood up, and summoned the Horcrux kitchen knife.

I even forgot that I still have 400 kilograms of baggage on me.

And the moment he stood up, a spiritual sword hit his head where he was lying on the ground.

He stared closely at the woman in black. He had an intuition that if he had been slower just now, his brain would really burst.

Is this woman mentally ill?