1096 Great Data Spell! (2/2)

”Yes… I did…”

”Then you fought with the Tortoise Fist”

”…”

”The so-called Tortoise Fist is a freewheeling technique that doesn't subscribe to any sort of philsophy As the saying goes, a rando to” Head's body movement also like this?”

”Yes, that's the Tortoise Body Movehest realhed e's luck

All the teachers: ”…”

As Headmaster Chen said, there wasn't a ; in fact, it was nothinga wild punch without using spirit energy consu several wild punches, Xia Ming felt that his sta had just been lightly using a bodythe hate in Xia Ming's eyes, wang Ling finally realized the i was a little unnatural After fighting for so long, his face should be a little flushed, even if he wasn't panting for breath

Thus, wang Ling htly red He also , and did his best to squeeze out a few drops of sweat to roll down his cheeks so that he appeared very tired

wang Ling wouldn't feel tired froht for hundreds of years, but Xia Ming was, after all, an ordinary cultivator (co), and there was a liave hie, there were si's Eye secretly to look at Xia Ming's energy bar This ang Ling's ”Great Data Spell,” which could display the values that wang Ling wanted to see in the form of horizontal bar charts, such as the current numbers for qi and blood, spirit power, sta's stamina was already at the li took a deep breath and calculated when Xia Ming would throw the next punch

Thus, when Xia Ming roared and rushed at hi's brain pro's every move and ultimately broke them down to be analyzed via si's punch, the time it took for him to attack, as well as the moment he would run out of sta didn't plan to use his body 's punch trajectory After all, Xia Ming had already beaten himself up pretty miserably; he had punched himself dozens of times in the face His cheeks were swollen like walnuts, and his nostrils were filled with blood

Everyone couldn't stop sighing at this scene

Some people had discussed it earlier, and had decided that as soon as one side drew blood, they would step forward to stop the fight

But in this current situation, none of the students could stop the who punched hi who injured himself!

Each of his punches hit him in his own face!

How the hell were they supposed to stop the fight?

When Xia Ming threw the last punch, wang Ling chose a very tricky angle so that to everyone, it looked like Xia Ming had hit his target, when the truth was that he didn't hit wang Ling at all

After throwing the punch, Xia Ming finally fell to the ground, his staround with Xia Ming, lying on one side…

He suddenly now somewhat understood how hard it was for those old ci was truly an art that e skills…

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