For Cheng Jiaxu, looking at the past, every place in this endless yellow desert is exactly the same.

For Lu Xuan, the sand that had just been buried in the object for less than twenty-four hours was still very different from ordinary sand. This keen observation has saved Lu Xuan many times.

He clasped his palms into a knife and started digging. In just a moment, a small sand pit was quickly dug out by Lu Xuan with both hands.

Cheng Jiaxu noticed that when Lu Xuan digged the bore with his hand knife, those hard small rocks mixed in the yellow sand would be broken into pieces and turned into powder whenever Lu Xuan touched his palm.

Has he practiced the Iron Sand Palm? Such destructive power is definitely beyond the Iron Sand Palm. If he did not use the third layer of "Taiyi True Qi" to protect his body, he would probably be bloody and bloody when he swept it gently. Even if he used the "Taiyi True Qi", he might not be safe and sound.

How did this country boy exercise? He was so strong that he was so terrible.

Found it! Lu Xuan sanks his right hand into the bottom of the pit, sinks into the sand hand, and when he lifts his hand up, he has already added a half-person yellow canvas backpack with the words "WBG Hell Training Camp" printed on it.

"Is this a lifesaving bag?" Cheng Jiaxu's eyes lit up.

"Yes, this is what WBG prepares, there is only one."

"How do you know that WBG's lifesaving bags are buried under the sand?"

"The satellite series was hacked and the car body exploded, which looked like an obvious test question. After confirming it with my partner, I was sure that this should be a survival question prepared for Hell Training Camp."

"So you found the lifesaving bag that should exist in this survival question." Cheng Jiaxu was so impressed that he looked at Lu Xuan with some admiration.

"That is to say, this lifesaving bag contains the food, water and some essential items in the desert that we all need to survive." The white young man with glasses surrounded him with several other contestants.

"Yes, there are food, water, and desert necessities, but you have made a mistake. This is my own, not everyone's." Lu Xuan carried the half-human bulging bag on his back.

"Excessive!" Cheng Jiaxu shouted first.

"Then you want to embezzle everyone's things alone?"

"Little bastard, put things down quickly, otherwise we will kill you together."

"Stop him and don't let him run away!"

"If you don't want to die, just put down your bag."

For a moment, the crowd was in high spirits. After all, this lifesaving bag was related to life and death. Most of the eleven companions in the same car, except for the silent Cheng Jiaxu, were roaring and clamoring.

"Don't block my way." Lu Xuan swept everyone with a cold look. Most of the campers who surrounded him felt an inexplicable chill crawled up from their backs, and several timids even took a step back unconsciously.

Lu Xuan's thunderous kick to the metal baffle of the car was still fresh in everyone's memory. No one wanted to or felt that he could withstand such a domineering kick.

There are not many essential items in the lifesaving bag, and what dangers and changes will be encountered in the subsequent desert survival? No one will know.

If Lu Xuan wants to ensure his own safety to the greatest extent, exclusive lifesaving luggage is obviously the best choice.

"Boy, you are too arrogant." A fat black man who looked like a giant ball separated everyone and blocked Lu Xuan with a ferocious face.

"Rural people, put down their lifesaving bags, otherwise they will be killed!" Cheng Jiaxu, who was behind the crowd, suddenly shouted a loud warning.

Except for Lu Xuan, everyone present knew that this infamous black fat man Tailong was an absolutely terrifying existence.

Tyron was once a former professional boxing champion in the world. He grew up in a slum in the United States. Due to his childhood hunger, he had crazy obsession with food. When he was a teenager, he could break his legs for a loaf of bread and kill people without blinking for a full meal.

After entering professional boxing competitions, he often let the opponent die in a bad life because of "missing". After several lives, his powerful gold medal agent could not hold on to him, and he was forced to withdraw from the world professional boxing world.

In some ways, his violent fighting style and his fierce and deadly tricks he practiced in the slums are more suitable for the deadly black market boxing competition.

Some people say that he is the most flexible fat man in the world, and some people say that he is the most cruel fat man in the world. However, it is generally recognized that he is a fat man who will never be hurt.

I don’t know what method Taylon uses to train his body. His swelling fat was trained like a super sponge and could absorb all the attack power. Legend has it that even if he shot him with a gun, the bullet would sink into his body and then pop out.

Tailong's body can be said to be soft to overcome hardness, and resolves all attacks like the sea and rivers. What's even more terrifying is that the infinite undercurrents undercurrents under the surface of the calm sea is surging and stern, and the vicious and vicious attack is astonishing.

However, Lu Xuan was at the other extreme. His body was so powerful that he was invulnerable to swords and guns. He was head-on to attack, and he defeated steel with steel.

"Boy, don't think that a little brute force is lawless. Today I will let you know what you Chinese say is that there are mountains outside the mountain and there are sky outside the sky."

"Get out." Lu Xuan didn't raise his head.

"Looking for death!" Tailong, who had a fat face, suddenly rushed forward, and his huge right fist raised, with a heavy sound of breaking through the air, hitting Lu Xuan's head like a heavy hammer.

Why is the speed so slow? Even if the punch pressure reaches more than 1,000 kilograms, such a speed will not cause any harm to himself. Lu Xuan frowned slightly, such a useless opponent can't raise any interest.

Something unexpected to Lu Xuan suddenly happened. Before Tailong's fist arrived, a large piece of yellow sand mixed with strong wind came towards him!

Tyron's right fist attack turned out to be just a fake shot. The real attack was a large piece of yellow sand eyes provoked with his feet.

The yellow sand hit, and Lu Xuan instinctively raised his right arm and held his eyes.

At this time, Tailong's real killer move was used, and his formerly raised right fist retracted lightning, and all the power was quickly concentrated on the huge left fist. The expanded left fist pounded towards Lu Xuan's throat like a cannonball, fast and fierce.

Everyone opened their eyes wide. Tailong's punch was completely different from the previous one. Not to mention the power of this punch was more than 1,000 kilograms, the lightning-like punch speed reached at least 200 kilometers, so the destructive power could be soared. If it hit Lu Xuan's throat festival, not only would his throat festival be shattered, but his neck would be broken.

"No!" Cheng Jiaxu, who screamed in dismay, closed her eyes, not wanting to see the tragic scene.

Suddenly, the audience was silent and everyone's breathing was shut.

It took about three seconds before Cheng Jiaxu opened his eyes and saw an amazing scene.

Tailong's huge left fist was pressed by Lu Xuan with a finger, and let Tailong's face flushed, but his left fist could not pass a point forward.

Lu Xuan lightly sent the index finger of his left hand forward, and Tai Long's huge body kept shaking backwards.

"One-finger Zen! It should be an enhanced version of One-finger Zen!" Cheng Jiaxu discovered that the young man in front of him had increased his power by a hundred times because of his extremely powerful power and some superficial martial arts in his hands.

"Can you only reach this level?" Lu Xuan looked at Tai Long, who was trembling in the "storm" with his finger.

"Don't underestimate people." Tailong, whose face was red as if he was about to drip bleeding, shouted violently, grabbed his left wrist with his right hand, and combined the power of his hands to push the giant fist forward again with a rotational force. The sudden outbreak of spiral fist wind rolled up the yellow sand around the two of them.

The yellow sand danced violently, even Cheng Jiaxu, who was nearly ten meters away from the center of the storm, was mixed with yellow sand by the ever-expanding spiral fist wind, causing a faint pain on his face.

The gentle white young man watching the battle stood by, holding his chip glasses that could be tested, and said in a panic, "One thousand two...one thousand three...one thousand four...one thousand five...how is it possible that the boxing pressure exceeded 1,600 kilograms!"

Lu Xuan in the center of the storm was like a helicopter that was rushing rapidly in front of a propeller and was about to take off.

His short hair was blown up by the fist wind, and his black sports jacket was swelling backwards like a big flag in the wind, but his body did not move at all.

He still made Tayron's spiral punch not idle in place with just one finger.

"One thousand seven...one thousand eight..."

Tayron's blood-red eyes were protruding, and blue veins all over his body swelled. It was obvious that he had already spent all his life to gamble.

"Can't you increase the punch again? The speed is not good..." Lu Xuan shook his head in disappointment, "Switch to me."

An inexplicable terror suddenly rose from Tailong's heart. He had experienced many battles, but he didn't know why he was so desperate in front of this young man with a calm face.

"We're going to fight back!" Cheng Jiaxu was a little excited. No, the Taiyi true qi in his body was not running?

The Taiyi true qi in Lu Xuan's body remained motionless, but it only gathered all the power of the body to a point, with the index finger of his right hand.

Lu Xuan's finger Zen suddenly hit forward!

With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the legendary uninjured Tailong's left fist and right hand were shaken by the huge finger pressure of the one-finger Zen, and the flesh and blood were separated, shattered, leaving only his empty wrists.

Before Tailong's scream could be heard, Lu Xuan repaired another palm without hesitation, and printed the left palm of the broken stone on Tailong's chest.

"KaKaKa..." The ribs were broken, and the bloody Tyron, whose chest was covered in blood, was shot and flew backwards.

Everyone was stunned and stared at Taylon's body flying about twenty meters in the air before hitting the sand heavily. Because the palm press was too strong, after such a long distance, his upper body was still deeply inserted into the sand.

"He... he didn't use the Taiyi true energy in his body, but just relying on the strength of his body, he was so strong!" Cheng Jiaxu's heartbeat was almost stopped.

Lu Xuan walked out of everyone's sight with his life-saving bag on his back. He had become accustomed to the fearful gazes around him that were as afraid as a wolf. The only thing that disturbed him was Cheng Jiaxu's confused and longing gaze. Why did this beautiful oriental girl stare at him with such a strange gaze?

Lu Xuan, who was obsessed with martial arts in his previous life, can be said to be a cold warrior, and the murderous aura emitted by him made it impossible for everyone to get close to him.

In this life, because he was born in the Lu family, his personality has undergone some subtle changes due to his parents, and he has a little more human nature. He is therefore restrained. Although he is calm and indifferent, he is also a thousand miles away, he no longer makes everyone retreat like he did in his previous life.
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