"Die!"

Teng Mang laughed cruelly, walked like a tiger, turned into a black afterimage, with terrifying power, a punch bombarded Qin Sheng's head, and a punch bombarded Qin Sheng's dantian.

The power exploded, the shot was ruthless, the angle was tricky, and it was impossible for an ordinary low-level martial artist with the second pulse to react, and his head blossomed with one punch.

Teng Mang's eyes flashed with murderous intent, he didn't want to lose face, as for shooting too hard, killing Qin Sheng, and annoying the Qin family?

Hehe, today's Qin family is no longer the Qin family that was in full swing more than ten years ago, and his Teng Snake Gang is not afraid of the declining Qin family at all.

Besides, Qin Sheng, an idiot, was punished by the dean as a sparring partner for a week, and the death rate of the sparring partner in the inner courtyard has always been very high.

If he was beaten to death by Teng Mang, he could only blame Dean Yunlan.

"Ben Thunder Fist, that's a low-grade martial art, Teng Mang has actually cultivated to Xiaocheng!" Zhao Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of surprise flashed on his face.

He was also an elite student in the Inner Courtyard, and he knew very well how difficult this Ben Thunder Fist was to cultivate, and he could still cultivate to a slight level. Obviously, Zhao Ming underestimated that Teng Mang's talent.

For a long time, Zhao Ming also felt that whether it was the Teng Snake Gang or the Hidden Dragon Gang, that is, a group of rabble, their background was far from being comparable to their Zhao family.

"Those who dare to cross the river with a dragon really don't have a good stubble. Zhao Ming said secretly in his heart.

In the eyes of countless attention, Qin Sheng moved, as a sparring partner, he could not use martial arts resistance, but running resistance was still allowed.

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Qin Sheng's mind moved, a black light flashed on his body, and the original skin was suddenly covered with a layer of black rock skin, faintly flowing with a faint light.

Bang!

Qin Sheng held his breath, and the dantian ate Teng Mang's punch, and a thunderous roar was faintly heard in both ears, and it flashed away.

The hot Yuan Force passed from Teng Mang's fist onto Qin Sheng's obsidian skin, accompanied by a numbing electric current.

Qin Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, a little surprised, and said, "Oh, this Ben Thunder Fist has been cultivated to a small age?"

"It's a pity that the heat is not almost. ”

The fourth Yuan Vein in his body has some fluctuations, but it is still a long way from being completely opened.

Qin Sheng's hand reached out like lightning, and he directly cast the Dragon Prisoner Hand, and his palm flashed with cyan dazzling light, grabbing Teng Mang's fist like an iron tong.

"How is that possible?"

Teng Mang's eyes were round, his mouth was wide enough to fit into a fist, and a terrifying look appeared on his rough face.

He had already used martial arts, and it was also a slightly small level of Thunder Fist, and even he was already angry with killing intent in his heart, and he used all his strength, obviously not wanting to leave Qin Sheng alive.

It's just that just now, his fist seemed to hit the rock, and it hurt terribly, red and swollen.

He is an elite of the inner courtyard through the eight veins, and if he changes to an elite class, he will directly be the genius of the chief student. How could he hit the freshman in this outer courtyard, not only did he not blow Qin Sheng up, but his fist was red and swollen?

Teng Mang was shocked and angry, and his puzzled eyes focused on them.

On the audience, Teng Yan stood up violently, his face a little weird. He was very familiar with his third brother, and obviously knew that Teng Mang had exhausted all his strength, but Qin Sheng was still standing well, and a look of disappointment appeared on his slightly childish face......