Spirit bond system

Wood threw the elf ball, and what came out was an especially strong elf with red gloves on his hands.

"Abby"

Wood said: "Aibi Lang, you train with Fengyi and be gentler."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fengyi said with excitement: "Aibi Lang, let's have a discussion."

Aibi Lang tilted his head and glanced at Wood to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the kid's mind.

Wood chuckled, and instead said to the many disciples in the dojo: "If you don't want to train in the afternoon, it's very simple. If you have a fight with Aibi Lang, you won't win. You just need to persist for about 5 minutes."

When all the disciples heard this, helplessness was written on their faces. If they really had this strength, instead of going to the league competition to become famous, they would just stay here and become little disciples in the dojo.

Lin Yuan also felt that Wood was forcing others to make things difficult, but it was really hard to say that the person fighting Aibilang was Fengyi.

Wood raised his head and signaled Aibi Lang and Fengyi to start.

One person and one elf distanced themselves, maybe it was just a collision of eyes, and they took action at the same time.

bang bang

Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound of punches hitting the flesh. The strength of Fengyi and Aibi Lang's moves was very terrifying. The air was like a rag, being cut open by them continuously, making a "whooshing" sound. sound.

Lin Yuan saw that they were still playing tricks, and after fighting for about a minute, Fengyi was not at a disadvantage at all.

But after a long time, it can be seen that there is still a gap between the two. Aibilang always has a feeling of being at ease. For every punch it throws, Houyi must use all his strength to defend.

Five minutes just passed by as Feng Yi was beaten passively.

When Wood saw that the time was up, he said: "Okay, let's stop."

Aibilang jumped back and nodded towards Feng. It recognized the man. Although it was not as strong as it, it was very difficult for a human to reach this point.

Fengyi lowered his hands, shaking unconsciously, but he still smiled back.

Wood said loudly: "Look, Fengyi has passed this standard. Is there anyone else who wants to come up and try?"

The disciples were speechless. They had been in the fighting dojo for such a long time and had long known the strength of Wood's Abby Lang. They were destined to be beaten when they went up.

But having said that, this is the first time that Fengyi has shown his strength in front of other dojo disciples. In the impression of dojo disciples, he is a very low-key young man. Who would have thought that he has become so powerful.

Wood asked Feng Yi, Lin Yuan and Gao Yanhao to play while he was about to start teaching the disciples.

"Well, I didn't eat at noon, so I have to tie up the shelf."

"The fist is so soft, I can't even feel it if you hit me on the back."

"Momentum, momentum, how many times have I told you, concentrate your mind, and you have to use your brain when boxing."

Every disciple was scolded by Wood.

Lin Yuan was thankful on the sidelines, looking at the expressions of the disciples who were sprayed with doubts about themselves. Fortunately, he was not trained under Wood, otherwise he might not be much better.

What Lin Yuan didn't notice was that among the disciples, there was a tall and thin figure who always completed various actions in a disciplined manner, leaving Wood unable to find a point to spray.

Fengyi found a place not far away, stood still and said: "Let's train here."

After saying that, he released his Abby Lang, which was obviously smaller than Wood's Abby Lang.

In order to distinguish it, I called it Little Abby Lang.

Little Aibilang saw Aibilang next to him. There was a burning fighting spirit in his eyes, and he seemed to be the same as his trainer.

Feng Yi glanced at Lin Yuan and Gao Yanhao. He thought for a while and said, "Have you ever learned fighting before?"

Little Aibi Lang skillfully helped Fenyi massage his arm muscles to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

Lin Yuan and Gao Yanhao shook their heads when they heard this. Neither of them had systematically learned fighting.

Feng Yiyi: "In this case, it will take too long to help you lay the foundation. Why don't we just start with actual combat?"

Lin Yuan:

I'm just a novice, what do I know about practical combat?

He turned to look at Gao Yanhao, seeking a strategic alliance, but what he saw was his head being nodded heavily.

Gao Yanhao said with excitement: "This is exactly what I have been waiting for."

Lin Yuan:

He suddenly felt that he seemed particularly out of place, why were there such crazy and fierce people everywhere.

Fengyi said with satisfaction: "In this case, your opponent is my Aibi Lang."

Lin Yuan wanted to ask if you ignored someone's opinion and why did you want to be against Aibi Lang?

Bongyi said to little Aibilang who was still massaging him: "You will teach them well later. Remember, be gentle and I will correct their movements next to you."

Little Aibilang nodded, looking at Lin Yuan and Gao Yanhao with bright eyes.

"You guys can come together, you're welcome to the elves." Feng Da waved his hand and said very proudly.

Before Lin Yuan and Gao Yanhao took action, the wrist force that had been following Gao Yanhao took action. Its speed was obviously a level higher than Lin Yuan's wrist force.

唰

Almost in the blink of an eye, the wrist force was in front of little Aibilang, and the hand knife was slashed quickly, with extremely skillful moves.

彭

But little Aibilang was faster. To be precise, its punches were very fast. The knife was almost touching its face before it punched out, hitting Wanli directly in the stomach.

The strength of his wrist was like a deflated rubber ball, and his body immediately softened, and all the strength in his body was lost with this punch.

He fell to the ground with a snap.

On the side, Houyi added after Aibiro cleanly eliminated the wrist force: "In order to achieve better effects, Aibirou will not use skills."

After the wrist fell, Gao Yanhong started to move, and he tried to tackle little Aibilang with a sliding shovel.

But little Aibilang had quick eyesight and quick hands. He leaned over and grabbed his leg, easily lifted it up and threw it away.

"The idea is good, but the gap between the two is not considered," said Fengyi.

Lin Yuan glanced at the fallen man and elf, okay, it's time now, let's just risk it all. Lin Yuan took a deep breath, like a boxer, protecting his face with both fists, and jumped close to little Abby. Lang.

Just when Lin Yuan was about to punch, little Aibilang's fist quickly struck Lin Yuan directly in the eye socket.

It hit his eye socket, but what Lin Yuan felt was the roar in his whole mind, and his entire consciousness was blurred.

Fengyi directly pointed out Lin Yuan's shortcomings, "The movements are too fancy and completely useless. The intention of the punch is too obvious, everyone can see it."

Lin Yuan rubbed his eyes and said, "Is this really useful? Isn't this just a beating for nothing?"

Fengyi said seriously: "If you are beaten too much, you will hit others."

Lin Yuan looked at little Aibi Lang who was standing there unmoved and adapting to all changes. He felt that what Fengyi said was nonsense.