All I did was wrap the golden shroud around my fist. At the moment of the two fists, I sank my wrist slightly and removed 70% to 80% of the force.

As a result of this fierce battle, my fist was not damaged at all, but the vitality of this unlucky guy swallowed most of the golden shroud.

This stupid and silly punched me, and my whole body seemed to have been aged for decades, and suddenly it withered and aged.

I added another punch and immediately hit him until he died.

After staying in the dark training camp for so long, my personality had long been slightly distorted. Although I was not interested in the red-haired girl, after killing one person, the passion for fighting was boiling, which made me almost never get through my mind. I roared and broke into the crowd.

I knocked on the wall for almost half a month, transformed and cleaned my body, and practiced boxing with Zhou Jin, and my physical fitness and fighting level rose sharply.

This kind of melee not only depends on who is powerful, but also on who is rich in combat experience, but also on fighting skills. After stimulating 70% of the potential, my brute force is not inferior to others, and I also have the "immortal body" brought by the golden shroud, which is enough to make up for the gap in most experience.

Zhou Jin taught me Xingyiquan, which emphasizes boxing as if it is like burning the body, and there is no place to exert force on the whole body. It is the boxing technique that emphasizes practical combat and murder skills, and is also a first-class melee boxing technique. Although I am just starting to learn how to practice, I have already gained some level of attainment in boxing and have no shortcomings in skills.

It took only more than ten seconds to join the melee, and I fought with about seven or eight people. Three of them were plotted against by the supernatural power of the golden shroud, and were beaten to death by me, and they also hit five or six heavy blows. However, with the golden shroud, these heavy blows that were enough to kill people did not make me lose my combat power, but instead stimulated me to be fiercer and more unscrupulous.

After killing several people in a row, my blood surged up, and I no longer had any scruples or constraints. I used all kinds of killing tricks in boxing, and I was extremely familiar with it.

This battle lasted too much longer than the usual hell carnival, because there were no instructors to stop, so more people died.

In the end, even I couldn't figure out how many people I killed in this battle, so I remember that this fight was very satisfying. When another person was beaten to death by me with one punch and another, I seemed to have experienced the power like electric current when Zhou Jin pressed his hand on his body.

I stood in the training ground, took a deep breath of air, and suddenly roared. The strength in my body spreads from the dantian to the limbs like a surge, which is a sign of the success of the wave-turning force of Xingyiquan.

In this battle of sacrificing my life and dying, I actually broke through the clue of "exercising strength" in boxing and stepped into the ranks of boxing masters.

At this moment, a guy who was as dark as an iron tower and covered with muscle lumps all over his body. It seemed like a monster rushed up from behind. It was Hessan, the top three in the training camp. He had already lost his original opponent and had become killed whenever he saw him. I leaned over almost without thinking, and a force rushed from my dantian and walked backwards along my spine. All the strength in my body was integrated on my left arm. With one move, the "moving hammer" swept across the trend, with a very powerful force, and smashed this black man who was not much smaller than a bear.

Hessam's chest was sunk by this blow, and the person would donate blood in the air and squirt wildly when he landed on the ground.

He was the first person I had to kill with boxing without using the golden shroud.

After killing Hesama, my boxing technique changed again, and my body fell back and drove another person who rushed up and attacked him. This man was also unlucky and fell into the battle group of three animals. None of the three people stopped. They hit three consecutive blows in front of the chest, lower abdomen, and back. Their tendons and bones broke on the spot, and their bodies fell softly and they could not die again.

The boxing technique broke to the point of exerting strength, and my lethality increased linearly. In an instant, five people died under my hands. Three of them were killed by boxing, without the power of the golden shroud.

Several people were killed in one breath, and I felt that there was no opponent coming up to challenge me, and I glanced at the audience.

The entire training camp was silent, and the remaining men were avoiding me from afar, and many even showed horror. After a while, I realized that I had become the owner of the power to overwhelm the heroes and drink the new red-haired girl's first taste, and naturally had the power to turn this little beauty into.

In other words, that is, on that day, I was the strongest man in the entire Dark Training Camp.

That was my famous battle in the dark training camp.

At least half of the people who were beaten to death were extremely strange in death. There was no wound on their bodies, but the body was as haggard as a mummy.

This fierce fighting power silenced everyone.

On that day, I had a very Chinese-flavored nickname in the dark training camp - "Mountain Wind". Most of the underground training camps were foreigners. The person who gave me the nickname of Chinese-flavored me was actually a foreigner.

Mountain Wind is the king cobra. It is the same family as the cobra. It is not only extremely toxic, but also specializes in devouring the same kind, and is extremely cruel.

In the eyes of foreigners, Chinese Kung Fu is extremely magical, always standing with Western magic, rather than with Western fighting techniques. They took it for granted that I am proficient in some incredible Chinese martial arts, and some even believe that I am proficient in "Snake Fist", which is also one of the theoretical basis for the nickname "Guoshanfeng".

Before I had this nickname, I didn’t know that there was a difference between King Cobra and Cobra, and it had the popular name of Mountain Wind.

After I had this nickname, I had a little understanding of King Cobra. I am still very glad that they did not name themselves Biantoufeng or Big Biantoufeng, which are also one of the nicknames of King Cobra.

The boiling blood of the battle just now still did not mean to cool down at that time.

I glanced at the sexy and hot red-haired girl, and suddenly a hot stream emerged from her lower abdomen, and walked over with big strides.

In everyone's surprised eyes, this beautiful trophy showed a sneer of disdain and pride. His legs were slightly apart and he actually stole a standard horse stance. With a light shout, he squatted down suddenly, and kicked my ankle with a beautiful and fierce sweeping leg.

"Can these tricks stump me?"

I didn't dodge at all, and tried hard to fight this red-haired girl with a strong move. She screamed on the spot and sat on the ground with her right leg in her arms. Although I had the absolute advantage in this head-on fight, I couldn't help but be surprised. I had just broken through the clue of "exercise" in boxing and practiced the wave-turning power of Xingyiquan. Even Haysama is no longer my enemy of one move. This red-haired girl can actually kick my left leg numb, and her strength is almost no less than white hair.
Chapter completed!