Douluo: My martial spirit can cultivate

Chapter 104 Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?

Feng Xiaotian rolled around a few times outside the competition stage, stood up with his strength, cupped his fists at Yan Ming, and thanked; "Thank you, Brother Yan, for your reminder."

Then Feng Xiaotian walked back step by step, with a somewhat excited expression on his face before he left.

The audience was amazed to see, this person said thank you after being beaten, this Feng Xiaotian's head was probably broken.

As the host and referee, Xue Ke didn't even know what to say.

Yan Ming stood on the stage in high spirits and shouted, "Kamikaze, come to me quickly."

As soon as the members of the Kamikaze team heard that this was unbearable, one member immediately stood up, spread his wings behind his back, and jumped down from the viewing area.

Yan Ming was very speechless, and complained in his heart; do these people like to jump so much? They have to learn how to be handsome like Feng Xiaotian, and they need to change their styles. Doing a few more moves is better than this.

The kamikaze player landed on the stage and said, "Fengying, Wuhun Fengying, Sihuan Hunzong, come to ask for advice."

Yan Ming clenched his five fingers into a fist and said, "Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?"

Fengying didn't know what Yan Ming was trying to express, but she shook her head and said, "I haven't seen it before."

Yan Ming said; "You will see me soon."

Yan Ming stepped on the stage, and the competition platform was directly stepped out of a small dent.

Yan Ming was very fast, suddenly appeared in front of Fengying, raised his hand and punched Fengying on the cheek.

Before Fengying could even react, he felt the angle of view flicker, his head hurt and he passed out.

The perspective of the audience was different. Yan Ming disappeared in place and appeared in front of Fengying. Fengying plunged into the competition stage, his whole body was like a straight onion.

The speed of this shot is indeed so fast that there is no limit, how Yan Ming moved his hand, he didn't see clearly.

Only some stronger ones saw clearly how Yan Ming made his move.

It really complied with Yan Ming's words, there is no soul skill in the world that cannot be broken, only speed can't be broken.

Yan Ming on the stage shouted; "Next."

Two medical staff carried a stretcher onto the competition stage, checked Fengying's vital signs, and found that he was still alive, they quickly pulled Fengying out like pulling an onion, carried him on a stretcher and hurriedly evacuated from the competition stage.

The following scene of planting onions was repeated five times in succession.

Yan Mingna punched one child, one punched the other headlong, leaving six potholes on the stage.

This pothole is neatly formed into a "one".

The medical staff came back and forth six times, and the medical staff felt that they were not doctors anymore, like old farmers pulling onions.

The audience's scalp felt a little tingly. Since Yan Ming almost split the stage in half last time, it has been strengthened and repaired. The hardness is more than a star and a half harder than before.

Many people came to observe a moment of silence for Kamikaze.

But the members of the Kamikaze team are really hard-headed, and they can still survive if they plunge their heads into the competition stage. They are really hard-headed babies.

Xue Ke flew to the competition platform, looked at the six potholes on the competition platform, and couldn't help feeling distressed; the competition platform was finally repaired, and Yan Ming smashed a few more holes, this is because he didn't want the competition platform to be complete.

Xue Ke picked up the microphone and shouted; "Congratulations to Team Tianba for winning."

Yan Ming's fans enthusiastically cheered for Yan Ming.

Xue Ke walked to Yan Ming's side and said in a low voice, "Can you stop damaging the competition stage?"

Yan Ming glanced at Xue Ke. After she said this, Yan Ming wanted to smash the competition platform even more, and he didn't want to smash his hands twice a day.

Seeing Yan Ming's disapproving expression, Xue Ke wanted to say something else.

But Yan Ming turned around and left, before leaving, he left a sentence, "I see."

Xue Ke was relieved when she heard this, and then walked to the pothole of the competition platform to look at it, and raised the microphone to speak; "The damage to the competition platform is relatively minor, and it will not hinder the next competition."

Here, Yan Ming returned to the Tianba Academy area in the viewing area.

Seeing that Yan Ming had returned, Ning Rongrong said, "You are ruthless enough, only Feng Xiaotian in Kamikaze can come back standing up."

Yan Ming didn't want to talk about Ning Rongrong's words, so he sat back on his seat and asked, "What did you learn from watching this match?"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a while and said, "As long as the speed is fast enough, everything will be fancy."

Yan Ming praised; "You're still smart."

Yan Ming went on to speak; "Competition at the same level is to compete with others. If you have a speed advantage, use your speed advantage and give full play to your strengths to defeat your opponent."

Huang Yuan asked at this time; "Brother Ming, we battle soul masters don't have the speed advantage, what should we do?"

Yan Ming reached out and knocked on Huang Yuan's head, and said without disappointment; "You are such a stupid dog, haven't you heard of your strengths, strengths are strengths, and use your strengths."

Tai Long said; "Brother Ming means to maximize one's own strengths, which is the same as extreme flow."

"For example, the strength of my martial soul is strength, so I will use my strength to the extreme. If I have strength, I will use it. If I don't have enough strength, I can make it up with skill."

Tai Long, who was smart this time, made everyone look at him differently, after all, Tai Long has always been dumb.

Yan Ming thought for a while and said; "Actually, this should be regarded as a combination of extreme flow and balanced flow, which is to bring both to their peak."

"Zhu Zhuqing and Jing Ling are very good, switching back and forth between limit and balance."

"However, what abilities the Wuhun has, you have to develop it yourself."

Everyone in the Tianba team shouted in unison; "Understood."

Yan Ming said; "For the next competition, you can participate if you want. Anyway, the ranking is not important. I will take time to see your strength level from time to time."

After saying this, Yan Ming stood up, took Xiao Wu's hand and left.

Ning Rongrong looked at Yan Ming and Xiao Wu who were leaving, and said with some envy; "They are really inseparable, hold hands and hug each other if there is something to do."

Ning Rongrong thought of some funny scene again, and said, "Do you want to know a secret about Yan Ming?"

Everyone in the Tianba team looked at Ning Rongrong with bright eyes, who wouldn't want to know Yan Ming's secret.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong who was dying, shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Ning Rongrong grinned and whispered; "I'll tell you, you don't know that Yan Ming wears it all."

Before Ning Rongrong finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice; "If you also want to bury your head in the ground, continue talking."

Hearing this familiar voice, Ning Rongrong raised her head stiffly and found that Yan Ming was looking at her with a half-smile.

Ning Rongrong said with some embarrassment; "I just want to say that you are dressed more handsomely today."

Yan Ming heheed twice, turned around and left again.

Just now Yan Ming heheed twice, according to Ning Rongrong's understanding of Yan Ming, this should be the last warning, if I say more, my head will definitely be stuck in the ground like the people of Kamikaze.

Now Ning Rongrong was being honest, and planned to keep the matter of Yan Ming wearing rabbit pajamas forever in his heart.

(End of this chapter)