Urban Martial Arts System

"I have played against Meng Yangteng many times. He is ranked tenth in the martial arts list, and I am ranked eleventh. I am not his opponent, let alone your opponent." Xiong Xingyu shook his head, and also admitted that he was not an opponent.

"Then why are you not convinced?" Zhou Ping looked at Xiong Xingyu playfully.

"Because you just showed strong internal strength." Xiong Xingyu looked directly at Zhou Ping without fear.

"You said that body refining and internal strength should go hand in hand, but you just showed strong internal power. I did not see your strength in body refining. Therefore, I am not convinced!"

"Strength in body refining? Then how do you want to verify my strength in body refining?" Zhou Ping put away his internal strength and stood in place.

"It's very simple, as long as you don't use internal force and can take my three punches, I will recognize your strength in body refining." Xiong Xingyu said loudly.

"Take you three punches? Don't worry, I will convince you." Zhou Ping hooked his finger at Xiong Xingyu.

"I punched!" Xiong Xingyu yelled and rushed towards Zhou Ping.

"First punch!"

"boom……"

Xiong Xingyu smashed Zhou Ping's mouth with a fierce punch, only to feel as if tofu hit the steel plate, and a counter-shock force bounced back in a more fierce manner.

"Crack..."

Xiong Xingyu retreated a few steps, and his right hand dropped weakly.

Everyone hurriedly looked at Xiong Xingyu's right hand, and saw that Xiong Xingyu's right fist was completely bloody. Not only that, Xiong Xingyu's right hand obviously has an abnormal bend.

"Broken, broken..."

"Senior Xiong's right hand is broken!"

"What's the situation? Senior Xiong punched him and broke his hand?"

"Cheating, he must have used internal force to protect his body."

The crowd looked at Zhou Ping in disbelief, and many people shouted in excitement.

"Fart! He didn't use his internal strength, can't I feel it?" Xiong Xingyu yelled at the crowd violently.

"Useless internal force?"

"how is this possible?"

Hearing what Xiong Xingyu said, the crowd fell silent.

"Well, of all the students, you are the first to make me feel ashamed. Your physical training is really extraordinary." Xiong Xingyu looked at Zhou Ping with a trace of worship in his eyes.

"Then you gave up?" Zhou Ping still smiled.

"I admit that I am inferior to you, but give up? Hehehe." Xiong Xingyu suddenly showed a wretched smile.

"After saying three punches, I only punched, I didn't admit defeat. It's been a long time since I met such a powerful body refining expert, and I still can't resist and let me fight. If I give up this opportunity, wouldn't it be my head? something wrong."

"Your right hand has been broken, what do you use to fight?"

Unexpectedly, Xiong Xingyu was still a martial idiot, and also a shameless martial idiot. Zhou Ping somewhat appreciates coming to Xiong Xingyu.

"Without my right hand, I still have a left hand. How about? Can you still take a punch from my left hand?" Xiong Xingyu laughed.

"Although you are here." Zhou Ping was also interested.

"Then you are ready. Ah..."

With a loud roar, Xiong Xingyu's entire left arm swelled up abruptly, tearing his sleeves completely.

"Take my punch and break the Yuelong punch!"

This punch Xiong Xingyu exhausted all his strength, and the momentum far exceeded the previous punch. Even the air made a whistling sound.

"It's amazing, the student absolutely can't take this punch?" Guan Zhengchu on one side said in surprise.

"Meng Yangteng, are you sure you can take this punch? How did you win Xiong Xingyu before?"

"I can't take this punch." Meng Yangteng looked at Xiong Xingyu's punch and sighed in disappointment.

"Xiong Xingyu has made a breakthrough. Now I am no longer his opponent."

"Then you said this guy can take Xiong Xingyu's punch?" Guan Zhengchu asked with great interest.

"If you use internal power, you can definitely follow it easily. But without internal power, I don't know."

"boom……"

When the two were talking, Xiong Xingyu's punch had already smashed Zhou Ping's chest again.

"what's the result?"

"Senior Xiong didn't step back this time!"

"Did you win?"

On the court, Xiong Xingyu still maintained the posture of punching, his fist stuck to Zhou Ping's mouth.

Xu Xiaoxuan squeezed her fist nervously, her eyes full of worry.

"Puff puff puff..."

Countless blood spurted out from Xiong Xingyu's left arm. Starting from his fist, the muscles burst open, revealing terrifying wounds.

"Crack..."

Xiong Xingyu's entire left arm also completely lost control and dropped.

"Senior Xiong is... defeated?"

Seeing the scary wound on Xiong Xingyu's left arm, many freshmen couldn't help but close their eyes.

"I lost……"

The big beads of sweat covered Xiong Xingyu's forehead, and the intense pain made Xiong Xingyu's voice tremble.

"Give up? You still have a third punch." Zhou Ping's eyes also showed admiration. This kind of injury was placed on ordinary people, and it would have been painful for a long time, but Xiong Xingyu could not change his face. If it hadn't been for the sweat on his forehead to betray him, there would be no way he could endure this huge pain.

"No, I have lost both of my fists. If I fight again, I can only make a kick. I don't want to be carried out. I admit defeat and convince myself." Xiong Xingyu shook his head and gave up the third punch.

"Give me an address, and I'll have someone send you some medicines later." Zhou Ping admires Xiong Xingyu more and more, he can endure such severe pain, and there is no unwillingness or resentment in his eyes, but he feels it. joy. People with this kind of disposition will definitely achieve great achievements in the future as long as they don't die halfway.

"I have medicine." Xiong Xingyu evaded.

"But it's definitely not as good as ours." Zhou Ping's words were full of irresistible words.

"Good." In the end, Xiong Xingyu still did not refuse, and reported his dormitory address.

"So now, who else is not convinced?"

Nodded to Xiong Xingyu, Zhou Ping looked around the audience again.

Wu Jingxian on one side moved her body and was about to stand up, but she felt someone slap her on her side. Wu Jingxian hurriedly turned sideways and saw that Guan Zhengjie had already stepped out.

"Wu school flower, let me go first in this game." Guan Zhengchu smiled at Wu Jingxian and looked at Zhou Ping.

"Why? You want to fight me?" Zhou Ping looked at Guan Zhengchu, and Guan Zhengchu felt weaker than Meng Yangteng.

"No, no! I don't dare to fight you." Hearing Zhou Ping's question, Guan Zhengjie waved his hand repeatedly.

"Then what do you stand up for?" Zhou Ping asked suspiciously.

"Although I won't fight you, it doesn't mean that I won't compete with you." Guan Zhengjie smiled.

"Didn't you say that the innate talent can make people learn any exercises at once, and then they will be refined?"

"I want to test the hidden weapon with you."