In the eyes of the descendants of the Wu Zu.

These two so-called "Wu Shuang Zhan Zun" direct disciples are really too weak.

He was so weak that he had doubts about their master, that is, the power of the Wushuang War Lord.

The reason why I commented one or two was not even suppressed by thunder.

It was just that he wanted to understand the boxing intention of the Wushuang Zhan Zun through these two disciples.

Despite his doubts, according to the information from his subordinates, Wushuang Zhan Zun's record is indeed real.

Moreover, his momentum oppression just now successfully led to the unparalleled war master's divine thought in Zhao Xu's body.

But it’s a pity that Zhao Xu’s strength is too weak and his foundation is very shallow.

Even with the divine thoughts of Wushuang War Lord, he could not use all his power smoothly.

In disappointment, he set his sights on Zhao Ying.

Although this little girl seems to have little reputation among these group of stamina, she obviously has her own understanding in martial arts.

He could see that this little girl was much better than her brother in terms of strength and talent.

Zhao Ying is also very clear about his strength.

Although she is a disciple of the Unparalleled War Lord with her brother, she is not completely superstitious about her master's boxing skills.

Instead, based on that ray of divine thought, one of his own paths was derived.

But even so, she still had no hope of victory in the face of the descendants of Wu Zu.

The gap in strength between the two sides is really irreparable.

In front of this descendant of the Martial Ancestor, she was as weak as an ant.

But Zhao Ying did not retreat, and there was no sign of fear in his eyes.

Instead, it was full of excitement of eagerness to try.

Compared to Zhao Xu's concerns, Zhao Ying is more like a pure stamina.

In her heart, there were not so many concerns.

At all, I don’t consider what impact will happen after defeat.

The only thing I thought about was to punch the strong.

Only by challenging the stronger ones can you discover your own shortcomings.

This is a challenge, and even a rare temper.

The bright eyes were filled with determination.

She doesn't care about the outcome, success or failure.

All you think about is the only way to punch.

I saw Zhao Ying's body move and he took action in an instant.

The figure is like a glimpse of light.

That feeling was like a bird passing by the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the descendants of the Martial Ancestor.

At the same time, a punch was shot.

Her feeling of punching was completely different from that of Zhao Xu.

This punch was not blown out, but drilled out.

Inadvertently, he suddenly punched.

Cunning, weird, cruel... like a snake in the shadow, you will hit it with one blow.

Facing a strong man many times stronger than himself, Zhao Ying did not hesitate at all when he punched.

The moment he punched, he felt a proud mentality of ignoring the enemy.

This artistic conception already has a trace of charm of the Unparalleled War Lord.

Although the boxing intentions are different, the mentality of my invincibility is the same as the same lineage.

From the slight movement of the body to the punch, the speed was incredibly fast.

The trace of charm in the boxing intention has a transcendent and invincible aura.

At this moment, the descendants of the Martial Ancestor nodded slightly.

A faint praise appeared in the cold eyes.

Compared to Zhao Xu just now, Zhao Ying's performance is undoubtedly much better.

There was no drag on the punches.

You should know that the martial arts duel comes first.

No matter how high or low the strength is, if you even have the courage to punch, you will definitely lose.

Only by maintaining a fearless mentality can one surpass oneself in battles.

Martial arts practice is not about fighting with opponents, but the real core lies in transcending oneself.

Seeing Zhao Ying's punch, lightning flashed close, accumulating a blow, and concentrate.

Like a leiomama, like a blood-trapping fly, she fully reflects the self-martial arts she has figured out.

From the eyes of the surrounding stamina, she seemed to be like a shadow.

As long as you launch an attack, you can't get rid of it.

Do whatever you want, rise and fall, move forward and retreat without any intention, and it will come naturally.

The artistic conception of punching made brother Zhao Xu eclipse.

"good!"

At this time, the descendants of the Wu Zu praised him softly.

As the sound rang, he stood there without even moving.

Let Zhao Ying's fist hit him straight down.

Bang!

A muffled sound was like a slutty frost in the middle.

Looking at Zhao Ying again, after hitting the opponent, he thumped... and couldn't stop retreating.

"The glimpse of the light is just a illusion of the sky. Your fist intention is interesting, but it is limited to this..."

A cold voice sounded in my ears.

Zhao Ying's punch brought his strength to the extreme.

But in the eyes of the descendants of the Martial Ancestor, it was just a little interesting.

He even didn't have the right to ask him to strike back.

The realms of the two sides are different.

Faced with this kind of boxing offensive, the descendants of Wu Zu could not raise any interest at all.

"Encourage the unparalleled war master's divine thoughts in your body. Your realm is too different from mine..."

Hearing this sentence, a hint of anger suddenly flashed across Zhao Ying's face.

Although she was like her brother, she had a ray of divine thought left by the Incomparable War Lord in her body.

But she never took the initiative to induce and wanted to use her own strength to face powerful enemies.

Even if this enemy can easily crush her.

Zhao Ying didn't speak, and in an instant, she pushed her body to the extreme.

The steps were stumbled on the ground, like a dragonfly flying through the water.

The body movement is light and graceful, and the whole body does not use any force, but only depends on the airflow to push it.

He punched the descendants of Wu Zu.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"

At this moment, the descendants of the Martial Ancestor seemed to have lost their patience.

His eyes suddenly condensed, and the momentum in his body suddenly burst out.

In an instant, everyone around felt a sense of silence that belonged to death.

In a trance, time stopped passing, space stopped moving, and everything stopped moving.

Their lives seem to have stopped at this moment.

Death is an eternal nirvana, an endless darkness.
To be continued...