Chapter 3 Fly with a fist

A rough roar came from the forest on the left. Then, a young man in a soldier's uniform came out of the woods.

This person is called Croatia. He is a second-grade student of the warrior department. He has the strength of the middle level of the second-level warrior. He is also a master who can fight in the year, and can barely squeeze into the top 50.

Croatia, with a tall and strong body, has curly red hair and a thick and hard beard. It is famous for its roughness and bad temper in the college.

Almost the students of Dichen College, including their tutors, know that there is a grumpy young man named Croatia, who patiently holds a bouquet of flowers every day and sends them to the dormitory of the warrior department Rainina. Therefore, when it began to spread in the college that Rui Ningna fell in love with Haotian, he already had a grudge against Haotian and had always wanted to find an opportunity to teach Haotian a lesson.

"Croatia, what do you want to do?" Reina's beautiful face, which was originally smiling and spring breeze, instantly hung on the frost and stared at Croatia coldly.

Croatia ignored Reninna, but looked at Haotian coldly and said rudely, "Kid, I challenge you. Tomorrow we will have a competition in the ring, and the loser will leave Reina.

Haotian has no feelings for Rui Nina. However, as a man, he must remain silent at this point. Nothing else, just for the blood in my heart.

"Let's just have a match now!" He looked directly at Croatia and whispered.

Rough and vulgar.

He only has this kind of evaluation of Croatia, so he doesn't want Renina to have any intersection with such people so as not to be hurt in the future.

"Haotian, don't..." As soon as Lenina heard this, she hurriedly grabbed Haotian, turned around and shouted to Croatia, "Haotian is just a first-grade soldier. You are a second-grade soldier, and you are ashamed to challenge him."

"If you don't dare, then leave Reina and don't pester her." Croatia sneered.

"Come on!" Haotian shook off Reina's hand and walked straight forward.

Second-class warrior? He is also a second-level soldier, and his fighting spirit has reached the second-level peak. It's just a side dish to deal with Croatia, a fighter of second-level middle-level strength.

The tiger has never been powerful, and it is really regarded as a sick cat.

Haotian has always liked the straightforward Haotian. His feet exerted strength and rushed up with an arrow step. The fighting spirit quickly condensed on the right arm, and the already thick arm was swollen, and the blue veins floated in the skin, full of fighting spirit.

"Don't..." Reina was shocked and reached out to stop Haotian and stopped him.

"Drink!"

Haotian shouted loudly and punched out neatly.

Except for practicing with his classmates, he has not really fought with anyone for nearly a year. Croatia does not know him at all. It does not know that he is already the peak strength of the second-level soldier, let alone that he often fought with the direct descendants of the clan before he came to Dichen College to learn fighting spirit.

He is familiar with how to hurt the enemy most directly and effectively.

When Croatia saw Haotian, whose temperament seemed to be very gentle, it was so fierce that it couldn't help but be stunned. Then it roared. Its thick body was slightly short, leaned forward, with its hands turned into claws, and its right claws directly grabbed Haotian's bombarded fist.

"Bear Fighting Skills..."

Hao Tian saw that Croatia's combat skill was an intermediate combat skill with a fierce and fierce bear known for its strength. But he didn't have any hesitation. He exerted his strength under his feet and punched more quickly.

What about the fierce bear fighting skills? Under my shaking dragon fist, it explodes the same.

"Boom!"

An explosive roar sounded from the place where their fists and claws touched, and saw Haotian Fist Peak shake in vain, as if a stone entered the pool with a circle of fighting ripples, and a layer of almost invisible light silver light gushed out of the ripples. Then, he saw Croatia, who was nearly two meters tall and weighed more than 200 pounds, and flew backwards and fell five meters.

Humans have been killing warcraft for a long time. In countless years of fighting, they will imitate the fighting techniques of advanced warcraft and combine their own understanding to create many advanced combat skills. Some people even create holy combat skills, which are very powerful.

And the fierce bear combat skill is a combat skill created by predecessors imitating the fighting technique of the four-level warcraft 'Ziqing Storm Bear'. It is an intermediate combat skill. The moves are very fierce. One move is full of power. Even if they are hit by a higher-level warrior, they will spit blood. And if it is caught by his claws, it will definitely be torn.

Although Haotian's combat skills shook the earth with only one shock, Croatia was only a second-class warrior and could not exert the real power of intermediate combat skills and was directly punched by Haotian.

"Oh..." Reina's mouth opened into a circle, and the panic turned into surprise in an instant, and then turned into shock.

Although she couldn't see the injury of falling into the forest in Croatia, from the heavy breathing and vague moans of Croatia, she could fully feel that Haotian's punch had caused him great harm.

At this time, Croatia was lying under a tree, with his left hand supporting the ground and trying to stand up. However, the bone of his right palm was completely broken by a punch. The extreme pain made him tremble all over and he could not get up at all.

"You are not a first-class warrior, why do you still stay in the first grade?" Croatia gasped and said hoarsely. No matter how stupid he is, he knows that Haotian is not a first-class warrior.

Haotian looked at his fist, and his eyes glowed with surprise. When he punched just now, he did his best. With the strength of the second-level peak, it is still easy to shock Croatia back with one punch. However, this punch did not shock Croatia back, but flew away.

He looked at his fist again and recalled the scene in the hall this afternoon, with a happy smile on the corners of his mouth.

At noon, it is still the peak of the warrior's second-level fighting spirit. After opening the original star soul, it directly enters the middle stage of the third-level warrior.

"Who says that if you are not a first-class soldier, you can't stay in the first grade." He ridiculed Croatia lying under the tree and left the woods with Reninna.

"Uh...so strong?"

More than ten meters away from the battle place between Haotian and Croatia, four teenagers stood under the tree and watched their battle all the way. Sixteen-year-old Duan Mufeng looked at Haotian's back and muttered to himself.

"Level 3 warrior..." He didn't look at Haotian's Haowei. At this time, he finally looked up at Haotian, and two cyan lights shot out of his eyes. Awakening the bloodline of the ultimate warrior of Qinglong made him reach the sixth-level warrior in just three years. However, Haotian failed to awaken the strength of the blood warrior, and he learned the secret of fighting spirit for less than a year, but he had the strength of a third-level warrior, so he couldn't help but pay attention to it.

"Brother, do you think Haotian is a third-level warrior?" Hao Yong was stunned and asked in disbelief.

"Yes, he has almost three-level warriors with middle-level fighting strength." The answer is the handsome and gentle Nancheng.

Duan Mufeng is a first-class warrior, and Haoyong is a third-class warrior. It is difficult for them to see his fighting spirit with Haotian's fist alone. Nancheng is the second master and fifth-level warrior after Haowei among the children of the four major families in the college, so he can also see Haotian's strength.

With Haotian's third-level middle-level fighting spirit, the challenge is definitely easy to win.

"How can it be..."

"Didn't we bet that we are going to lose..."