Chapter 6 Night Battle

Zhao Jingtian sneered and said, "Sister Yan, it's not that I don't want to go, it's that I can't go!" If you think your words are comparable to Master Jin of the Jin Xuan School, then I will definitely go!"

Yan Yaoying's face changed, gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "This shameless guy!"

As soon as he saw that Yan Yaoying hated Master Jin so much, Zhao Jingtian couldn't help gloating: hate it, hate it's best if the two of them can fight, hehe.

Although he thinks so, Zhao Jingtian still has to pretend to be very sorry: "Sister Yan, I deserve it, and I can only stay here."

Yan Yaoying restrained her emotions: "Well, in that case, you can stay here. Sister Yan will pass on all her skills to you. You must fight for Sister Yan!"

Zhao Jingtian's heart seems to have overturned the five-flavor bottle, and he has all kinds of feelings. Originally, he hated Yan Yaoying, a cold-blooded woman, but what she just said to herself seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.

That's a feeling that my sister loves my brother and expects my brother to become a talent.

Although it is beneficial to use his suspicion, Zhao Jingtian has never had such a good feeling before, and his heart was faintly hot: "Yes, Sister Yan."

Zhao Jingtian left all his previous disgust for Yan Yaoying behind.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't have to practice boxing with those guys. Leave this separate room for you to practice boxing. No one will come here to disturb you. Yan Yaoying's eyes shined strangely: "There are still three months left. You can practice hard, and then you will have a chance!"

***

From the first day of formal boxing learning, Zhao Jingtian began to have his own boxing room. Except for eating, drinking and sleeping, Zhao Jingtian is practicing boxing all the time.

Yan Yaoying gave Zhao Jingtian three books on boxing skills: "Golden Dragon capture", "Breaking Golden Palm Knife" and "Golden Stone Fist". "Golden Dragon capture" is a set of dexterous capture techniques, which can be attacked, retreated and defended, while "Breaking the Golden Palm Knife" and "Golden Stone Fist" are completely offensive boxing skills.

The golden boxing technique, which is mainly offensive, is indeed dominated by offensive boxing skills.

During the day, Zhao Jingtian practiced the boxing skills given to him by Yan Yaoying; at night, Zhao Jingtian practiced "Thirteen Kicks of Fire Whirlwind" and "Blood Taboos".

As the days passed, Zhao Jingtian's boxing skills became more and more proficient. Moreover, every time after practicing the Blood Taboo, Zhao Jingtian always has a feeling that he seems to be able to combine fire boxing skills with gold boxing skills into a new boxing skill.

Of course, this idea flashed in Zhao Jingtian's mind, and then laughed at himself fiercely: he was just the lowest-level body shaping boxer, thinking about creating boxing skills. It was really a toad yawning. What a big tone.

***

"Finally, I'm proficient!" Zhao Jingtian put away his fist and moved his hands and feet: "It's so dark. Go back to bed!"

Zhao Jingtian held the oil lamp and opened the door of the boxing room. A cold wind blew and almost blew out the oil lamp in his hand.

"There seems to be someone!" Zhao Jing's blood in the celestial body automatically accelerated the flow, making his facial features and skin feel more sensitive!

The night was dark, and Zhao Jingtian simply closed his eyes. The metallic power in his body flowed around, constantly sensing the power of the same attributes from the outside world.

"One, two... seventeen, eighteen... twenty!" Zhao Jingtian opened his eyes and his face was full of solemnity: "Are there 20 guys hiding in the dark? Is such a strong murderous spirit for me? Humph, it's better to do it first!"

After made up his mind, Zhao Jingtian walked towards himself to feel the nearest guy.

In the night, a pair of ferocious and terrible eyes stared at the dim yellow oil lamp in Zhao Jingtian's hand, as if waiting for the prey to automatically enter their trap.

"Wow!" A black shadow rushed towards Zhao Jingtian!

"Good luck!" Zhao Jingtian did not retreat, dropping the oil lamp on the ground and stepping forward two steps. He waved his fist with one hand and poked a golden stone fist straight forward!

"Ah!" There was a sad scream in the darkness, and a dark shadow flew forward several meters away!

When these guys saw Zhao Jingtian see through their ambush, they were heartbroken: "Brothers! Go! Abandon this boy!"

Black figures rushed towards Zhao Jingtian. Listening to these neat steps, Zhao Jingtian knew that these guys must be very tacit.

"Anyway, it's dark now, and no one can see my moves clearly!" Zhao Jingtian immediately jumped high, rotated 360 degrees, and threw out an exquisite whirlwind kick!

"Papa..."

"Ah..."

As soon as Zhao Jingtian's feet fell to the ground, there was a sound of more than a dozen heavy objects falling to the ground around him.

"17, 18, 19... huh? There is another one!" Zhao Jingtian suddenly reacted, but it seemed that it was too late!

A strong boxing wind came to the center of Zhao Jingtian's chest!

"Breaking fist!" In a hurry, Zhao Jingqi took out the golden dragon's hand, turned his claws with one hand, and caught the other party's fist.

Then, Zhao Jingtian took the opportunity to pull the fist to his side, turned his other hand into a palm knife, and stabbed the other party's chest.

In just two seconds, Zhao Jingtian counterattacked!

Unexpectedly, the man dodged skillfully and not only dodged Zhao Jingtian's palm knife, but also got rid of Zhao Jingtian's capture.

"What a slippery fish!" Zhao Jingtian can only think of using these words to describe his opponent.

After getting rid of Zhao Jingtian, the "slip fish" continued to play its "slip color" and quickly fled in the night.

Zhao Jingtian felt it for a while, and as expected, he did not feel the moving metallic force, so he was relieved.

"What happened? Why is it so noisy outside!" Several guys who were woken up by the sound of fighting shouted dissatisfiedly in the inner room.

Zhao Jingtian clapped his hands and was very satisfied with his battle: "No, I'm back."

It calmed down, and they were not surprised by Zhao Jingtian, who was used to being a night owl. After a while, there was another loud snoring in the inner room.

"It's really happy to fall asleep so fast and sleep so soundly!" Zhao Jingtian didn't even look at these guys on the ground and walked towards his bedroom.

Zhao Jingtian doesn't need to look at it at all to know who these guys are.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of bright eyes looked at Zhao Jingtian leaving.

"He actually can do fire boxing skills! It's still the unique skill of the sneak attacker Chen Xi! When did he learn it? Is it possible that he is a spy of the Fire Dragon family!?" In the dark, a woman whispered to herself.

"But will the Fire Dragon family send such a genius as an undercover agent?" Those bright eyes flashed a trace of confusion...

***

"Good sleep!" Zhao Jingtian stretched out and walked out of the cabin.

Two months of hard practice made Zhao Jingtian never sleep decently and slept soundly overnight, which made Zhao Jingtian's mental and physical state reach the peak.

Zhao Jingtian looked at the group of soldiers who supervised them intentionally or unintentionally. Sure enough, there were only more than 80 soldiers left.

"It's really these soldiers, hey hey! I solved 19 in one go last night? Zhao Jingtian couldn't believe it.

However, those soldiers told Zhao Jingtian that what happened last night did happen.

Those soldiers did not dare to trouble Zhao Jingtian openly, so they vented their anger on the slave who practiced boxing.

"Practice quickly, useless waste!" A soldier kicked hard on the back vest of a slave who was swinging his fists, poof! The slave was kicked inexplicably and fell to the ground with blood on the spot.

The slaves around him continued to practice their fists as if they didn't see them.

In such a place, you can't even take care of yourself and still be in the mood to take care of others?

A nameless fire burned in Zhao Jingtian's heart, but he knew that now was not the time for him to show his power. These guys must be looking for trouble, provoking trouble, and then 80 people besieging themselves!

Zhao Jingtian is not arrogant enough to think that he can beat 80 people!

Through the understanding of boxing during this period, Zhao Jingtian knows that the limit of ordinary higher-level boxers to lower-level boxers is one dozen. That is to say, a god-level boxer can defeat up to ten body-shaped boxers at the same time.

Of course, if you have learned special boxing skills, plus the attributes, it is not impossible to leap Level Challenge.

Like Zhao Jingtian, 20 between the same level, if it spreads, it will definitely shock the whole Holy Kingdom!

Zhao Jingtian is a taboo body, and naturally he can't use an ordinary boxer to estimate his strength. However, if it really takes 80, that's absolutely impossible!

If you really want to fight, Zhao Jingtian will be disabled even if he doesn't die!

"Good calculation!" Zhao Jingtian was more angry and smiled more brightly: "Brother soldier, I have learned fists for two months and feel that I have made a small success. Can I challenge you?

The soldier's heart was flinching: "Are you going to challenge me?"

Zhao Jingtian smiled harmlessly: "Why, don't you dare?"

The soldier said angrily, "What is your identity? Are you qualified to challenge me?

As soon as the slaves saw Zhao Jingtian, they remembered Zhao Jingtian's shocking kick on that day, and the blood of the man in his body gradually revived.

"Brother soldier, why don't you even dare to take the challenge of us slaves?"

Are you afraid of losing? Haha!"

The slaves immediately began to make a coax, and they naturally knew that the law did not blame the public.

What's more, Zhao Jingtian is in front of him and will be punished. Naturally, Zhao Jingtian is the first to suffer.

Being coaxed by this group of slaves, the soldier's face rose like a pig liver: "Who said I dare not! Stage martial arts stage, life and death!"