Chapter 21 Don't hesitate

Chapter 21 Don't keep your hands

Pan Hongsheng, who entered the realm of refining God, could not see any change without moving, but Pan Huaxiong, who had been on his guard, changed his face in an instant. If the power of this foot is kicked, I'm afraid it's enough to kick his neck ten times. The defense in the middle and late stages of refining is like a piece of paper in front of the other party. It doesn't work at all.

The feeling of numbness in his scalp made his heart tighten, and then he immediately lowered his body to avoid Pan Hongsheng's foot, fled back in a hurry, and stood not far from the door before looking at Pan Hongsheng not far away.

His face was uncertain, and Pan Huaxiong was obviously very unnatural, as if he was confused and unbelievable.

Pan Hongsheng also has a big bald head like Zhang Bowen. The only difference between the two is that Pan Hongsheng looks a little more stable than Zhang Bowen, but the strength of the two is very different.

With the power of that kick just now, Pan Huaxiong is sure that it is impossible to do it without the strength of refining the gods and returning to the virtual stage. After all, it can threaten his life as a martial artist in the middle and late stages of refining the virtual, which is at least one level higher.

But Pan Hongsheng's age gap seems to be too big. If Zhang Bowen is regarded as a genius, what is Pan Hongsheng? Monster? I'm afraid monsters may not have this strength.

He didn't know that Pan Hongsheng had left a large part of his strength. How could Pan Hongsheng, who entered the refining spirit, be that Pan Huaxiong, a person who refined the god and returned to the virtual can avoid it? The strength shown by this child is only slightly stronger than that in the later stage of refining the refining the virtual.

In fact, this realm that is slightly stronger than the late stage of refining is not very strong, but with Pan Hongsheng's age, it seems ridiculous.

"Do you want to play? I'll accompany you." Pan Hongsheng sneered and said that he had no good impression on the Pan family. He never let Zhang Bowen go in. The little boy no longer associated his surname with the Pan family.

As soon as his pupils shrank, Pan Huaxiong knew that he was not his opponent, but he was provoked by an outsider in front of so many juniors around him. He could not flinch. After all, he taught others all day long not to be afraid of strong enemies. As a result, he ran away when he saw a girl who was stronger than him, and no one could say it.

He winked at Pan Jiasheng behind him. Pan Huaxiong snorted and looked at Pan Hongsheng and said, "Don't think that your strength is slightly better than me. Since you want to lose so much, I'll let you taste our Pan family's fists!"

The voice was a little awe-inspiring and decisive, but Pan Hongsheng smiled and quietly waited for the other party to take action with his hands behind his back.

Although he did not put on any posture, Pan Hongsheng stood up straight at the moment, his momentum was like a rainbow like a long gun cutting through the sky, and there was a harmful cold air from the inside out.

Gun fist, facing the opponent's cannon fist, Pan Hongsheng directly chose the most suitable gun fist to break the opponent's fist.

Now the gun boxing has been different from the past. Pan Hongsheng, who has entered the realm of refining the spirit, has already had a deeper understanding of boxing. The gun is like the wind. The current gun boxing, combined with Pan Hongsheng's perception of nature, has already broken through the previous bottleneck and reached a more apparing speed.

He coldly watched Pan Huaxiong rushing straight to his body and punched straight to the front. There was no reflection on Pan Hongsheng's face, but suddenly dodged to the side at the moment before the contact, and then looked at the other party jokingly.

Gun boxing is not a tight attack, but it can also be used for defense and quickly dodge to prevent others from getting close. Now Pan Hongsheng's understanding of boxing has been raised to the level of body skills.

Indeed, the inheritance of the 36 sets of boxing, even the most ordinary straight boxing, contains the way of reason and nature. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is only a set of boxing, but if it really reaches a higher level, you will find that each set of boxing is actually a body method, a practice mode.

Of course, Pan Hongsheng has not studied so deeply yet, but even so, Pan Huaxiong can't touch it.

Looking at the other party dodging, Pan Huaxiong snorted coldly and changed his cannon fist to the same domineering but a little more change, and rushed to Pan Hongsheng with a fierce momentum.

Two people chased and ran one by one, as fast as a whirlwind, and several people not far away stared at this scene.

Zhang Bowen was lamenting the change in Pan Hongsheng's strength. Originally, he thought that he had the strength to serve as a right-hand man for Pan Hongsheng in half a year, but today he found how wrong he was. Although Pan Hongsheng was running, there was no nervous look on his face. Instead, he kept chasing Pan. Hua Xiong's face gradually turned red.

The other few people don't have Zhang Bowen's eyesight, and the idea of looking at this scene is clear.

Pan Huaxiong, as the master who usually teaches them to practice boxing, his strength will naturally not be weak. Pan Huaxiong, who beats down the other party as soon as he fights, directly chases the second person without any rest. At this moment, several people's eyes are inevitably in trouble.

"Uncle Seven's strength is strong. We can follow him sooner or later. I heard that Uncle Seven also went to a foreign country to be a mercenary for a while. How beautiful the girls there are!" The young man said with envy on his face, and his eyes looking at Zhang Bowen were a little vicious.

Although he was slapped, he was obviously desperate, but half of his swollen face was blown by the wind.

"I have the strength of my seventh uncle. I can directly make trouble everywhere. It's better to be a physical education teacher or a stuntman." Another gatekeeper also said with a hopeful face, and his eyes looking at Pan Huaxiong were full of enthusiasm.

In their eyes, it was a matter of time before they defeated Pan Hongsheng with the same speed and terrible momentum as the seventh uncle. They stared at the two figures one by one and couldn't bear to blink.

Pan Huaxiong and Pan Hongsheng, who are stared at by a few pairs of eyes, are still fighting, but with the passage of time, Pan Huaxiong has begun to have a disadvantage. On the one hand, it is an old relationship, and on the other hand, Pan Hongsheng, who has realized the truth of heaven and earth, suppresses him at the level of Zhenang, making him have a kind of foundation in every chase. Quality inhibition.

"Kid, what's the ability to escape? Do you have the ability to play fairly?" A trace of voice came to Pan Hongsheng's ear, and Pan Huaxiong was already breathing a little.

"Would you like to play fairly? How can you be fair if you can't catch up with me? Pan Hongsheng said with a sneer, and then suddenly retreated quickly and looked at each other coldly at a distance of more than ten meters with Pan Huaxiong.

"Don't run, just punch me!" With a big shout, Pan Huaxiong's whole body perched up in an instant and smashed his teeth at Pan Hongsheng's chest.

" Stop!" A loud shout suddenly came from the Qingshi Gate, and then opened it with a creak. Pan Hongsheng, who heard the sound, not only did not stop, but narrowed his eyes, and a fancy fist directly hit Pan Huaxiong's fist.

With a muffled hum, Pan Huaxiong and Pan Hongsheng's figures separated in an instant. Pan Hongsheng was still with his hands flat, while Pan Huaxiong looked pale and looked at the black purple on his fist in disbelief.