Chapter 1065: Dragon and (Asking for Votes)
The sturdy young man was very unhappy in his heart, his handsome face was full of anger, his hands were clenched into fists, staring at the sneering young man in front of him, no matter what, he was ready to compare with the other party today.
Then let the other party see how good they are.
Teach each other a good lesson.
Just as he was about to make a move, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from far and near behind him, a little hurried, before the person arrived, the sound came first, although there were also some immature voices mixed in, and it had begun to show perseverance.
"Xiaolong, don't worry."
"Wait for me to teach this guy who looks down on our Chu State and Chu Army a good lesson."
With that familiar voice, Xiang Ji naturally knew who it was.
Since joining the army, he has been training with Long Ye, the son of General Long Ye, and in recent years, they have a very good relationship with each other.
Naturally, the item is satisfied.
Although Xiaolong brought the news, he liked it very much, but ...... There must be an explanation for the things in front of him, looking at the hateful guy who is still looking at him with a smile.
I didn't have time to pay attention to any more, so I took two steps and punched straight over.
If you don't teach this guy a good lesson today, you won't be a member of the Xiang family!
"Xiang Ji, don't be impulsive, this is the Chinese Army Shogunate."
Long He's expression changed slightly, and he just wanted to stop it, but he saw that Xiang Ji had already rushed out, and he waved his hand and punched, full of strength, this ...... It's all about going all!
Suffered!
The dragon was terrified.
Now there are many people in the army who have appreciated the terrifying power of Xiang Ji, although he is weak, his strength is no worse than that of ordinary people, and even ordinary warriors are not his opponents.
Looking at Xiang Ji's target, he is also a young man, his body is not thin, but he is not strong, if he is beaten with such a punch, will that person live.
"Ziming!"
Feixue is also beautiful face, and a look of surprise flashed, Tianming's current cultivation is innate and inherent, even in the innate level, it is not at the bottom, plus the strength of the Xuangong cultivated.
Not to mention that cultivators of the same age as him, even adult innate martial artists are not necessarily their opponents, this is the military camp of the Chu State, and it is also where the shogunate of the Chinese army is located.
Don't be ruthless.
"I'm not going to hurt him."
Xiao Tianming glanced at Feixue, whispered, and waved his small fist to meet him.
Bang!
In an instant, the fists of the two young men touched, and a crisp dull sound swirled, and curious eyes looked around.
For Xiang Ji, the guards of the shogunate of the Chinese army naturally knew his identity, he was the grandson of Da Sima, with a noble status, and the young man who spoke wildly before looked down on the Chu State and the Chu army.
If it weren't for military law, he would have already taught him a lesson.
Now there is a file to make a move, although one or two rules are also violated here, everyone just thinks they don't see it, that kid is really hateful, this is where the Chu army is, and he dares to say anything?
"Well, your strength...... Doesn't seem ordinary? ”
With a collision, the two young men's figures trembled slightly, and then stood still, their fists still touching together, feeling this, Xiao Tianming was slightly surprised.
His own punch only used three layers of strength, and the polishing of the physical body by the "Tai Chi Thirteen Styles", the three layers of strength were comparable to those of cultivators who had just stepped into the innate level.
But under his own three layers of strength, this person named Xiang Ji did not retreat at all, but burst out of his fist with a force that was not weak at all.
Qi refining and veining?
It's the level of Qi refining and vein!
Qi refining and veins also have such power! It doesn't make sense!
"You ......, and your strength is not ordinary!"
Xiang Ji's expression also changed slightly, his punch already had five layers of strength, even those martial artists in the army who broke through the innate have fought each other, and with all his strength, although he is not an opponent, the other party is not comfortable.
Ordinary people can resist their own five-layer strength!
How can it be.
"Born with divine powers?"
Xiao Tianming looked at the sturdy young man two feet away in front of him, watching the movement of the other party's body, obviously he didn't use all his strength, so to speak, under the full strength of the other party, he has the power of an innate martial artist?
However, the strength of the other party is still refining qi and channeling pulses.
There is no other reason for the explanation other than the innate divine power, although the physical bodies that have been polished with medicinal baths and pills since childhood, they can ...... Tianming has understood, and the effect is completely different.
"You are also born with divine powers!"
Xiang Ji was surprised.
"I'm not born with divine powers."
"It's just that your strength can't defeat me!"
Xiao Tianming shook his head, the innate divine power can be the gift of Haotian, but after the martial artist breaks through the god and can control the vitality of heaven and earth, Haotian's gift will not be obvious slightly.
If you go to the entrance, it's even the same.
"Humph!"
Hearing this, Xiang Ji was a little unhappy on his face, and the five layers of strength did not defeat the other party, so he came again.
Without hesitation, he snorted coldly, waved his hand and punched again, and the fist wind shook.
Bang!
Xiao Tianming's body did not move, and he still met it with a punch, but after the collision of the blow, the ground at his right foot shook, and some cracked spider web-like textures spread.
Bang!
Bang!
Xiang Ji punched out, and the strength mobilized up and down his body became stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the ground at Xiao Tianming's feet had already cracked all over the place.
"How is this ...... possible?"
Long He, who was waiting quietly on the side, had a small face full of shock.
It's absolutely impossible!
Xiang Ji's divine power, even if it was some innate martial artists in the army, standing still and letting Xiang Ji fight, they couldn't bear it, but that young man who was about the same age as them could withstand Xiang Ji's frontal attack.
Could it be that he is also born with divine powers!
And the strength is stronger than the item!
The soldiers not far from the side had already cast their eyes on each other, and they looked at each other with disbelief on their faces.
"You're no match for me."
After dozens of breaths, Xiao Tianming turned his fist into a palm, directly grabbed the fist that Xiang Ji attacked again, pulled and pulled, the force was skillful, and he pushed Xiang Ji out directly.
Step on! Step on! Step on!
The heavy footsteps were nearly ten steps backwards, and they could be stopped.
"Are you...... Warriors? ”
Xiang Ji's small face was extremely red, extremely ugly, and he couldn't shake the other party with all his strength, but made the other party easily repel himself.
In the previous collision, the opponent's strength became more and more strange, and he punched it over, as if he was in the void, as if he was weak, this situation was more like a martial artist's means.
"Although your strength is strong, it is all brute strength!"
Xiao Tianming is undeniable, without saying much, the other party exerts all his strength, and does have the power to fight against the innate martial artist, of course, it is only against the innate martial artist.
You can't win.
Unless, the opponent's strength is much greater than that of the innate martial artist.
to be able to drop ten times with one force!
"Damn."
"How dare you compare your blades with me, little dragon, get your gun!"
"What kind of blade do you use?"
Xiang Ji was resentful, and he never imagined that he would look away, the other party was a strong martial artist, and his strength was not inferior to the innate level in the army.
Such a young innate martial artist?
No matter how you think about it, it feels very strange, just now I touched each other's bodies, and I fell in love with the other party's means, so that I couldn't help the other party.
That is to say, then try it with a blade, under the blade, your own strength can be exerted more, and if he will not be his opponent, he will not wait for the other party to agree, and look directly at Xiaolong.
"It's ......, good!"
Long and his expression hesitated slightly, Xiang Ji was not that kid's opponent, that kid was a martial artist?
Sure enough, I can't win the other party today, with my understanding of the item, in the next period of time, I will definitely be in a bad mood, feeling this, frowning slightly.
Walk quickly to a short distance, take out the wooden frame of the weapon, and take out the iron spear that Xiang Ji often trains here, leaving behind a little shorter than the ordinary iron spear.
"Actually, we don't need to tell the winner."
"It doesn't make sense that I win, or you win."
Before, he just talked casually, and he didn't mean anything else, the other party's name was Xiang Ji, a person from the Xiang family, and he had stayed in Xianyang Palace for a long time, so he naturally knew some truth.
This can be said to be the core place of the Xiang clan, and now, the other party has lost a little face when he is repelled by himself, and if it continues, it will not be good.
"Don't talk nonsense."
"What kind of blade do you use!"
Xiang Ji ignored it and said in a deep voice.
"Ziming!"
Seeing this, Feixue hurriedly whispered again, and shook his head at Xiao Tianming, the other party is a child of the Xiang clan, and it is not the right thing to make the other party lose face here.
"Are you looking down on our Chu country, our Chu people, and my Xiang clan?"
"Even if I am defeated by you today, I must do my best to be willing, otherwise, today. You can't get out of here! ”
Xiang Ji took the iron spear from Long Ji's hand, the weight of thirty-six catties in his hand, dancing at will, the spear flowers blooming, looking at the hesitation of the hateful boy.
With a cold snort, he said.