The Fantastic Super Vision

Since he insisted on giving himself 10 million dollars, if he didn't accept it, he would still look uncomfortable. Isn't there a good saying? No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is meat.

And 10 million US dollars is quite a lot. If this is in China, it will be enough for a family to spend a lifetime eating and drinking.

"If this is the case, then I'll come, eat my palm first, then say it." Suddenly, Daniel let out a violent shout, and then he rushed forward first, not giving Wang Feng a chance to resist.

It's just that both sides are at the same level now, so how can it be possible to defeat Wang Feng head-on like this?

I saw Wang Feng's figure flashing slightly, making the opponent's attack directly missed.

"It's really strong." Although he didn't touch this palm, the strong wind he brought when he passed by was very powerful, which made Wang Feng feel a little surprised.

It seems that these foreign monks are no worse than the local ones, but Wang Feng wants to see if the opponent is strong, because once they are too weak, what is the point of fighting?

"Even so?" Seeing his attack failed, Daniel's eyes flashed slightly, showing a little surprise.

You must know that when he fought with him, most of them were attacked by his terror speed, and he almost couldn't avoid it. He even used his speed to defeat a predecessor who was stronger than himself, but now, he looks even stronger than himself. The weaker Wang Feng escaped easily. Could it be that his strength is also speed?

"I'm really sorry, I accepted it." Wang Feng smiled and said, and then he burst out at his limit speed, raising his fist and banging him.

In the face of such an opponent, Wang Feng dare not even think of hiding himself, because once he retains failure, the result may be failure.

"So fast?" Seeing Wang Feng's phantom-like speed, Daniel was also taken aback, and quickly took a defensive posture.

It's just that his reaction was still quite different from Wang Feng's speed, so in the end he felt a sharp pain in his stomach before he finished the final posture.

Puff!

At least he flew upside down for almost ten meters before he finally fell to the ground.

Getting up from the ground, Daniel originally wanted to continue fighting, but when he thought that he had already received such a punch, he could only sigh and said, "I lost."

In the battle, he suffered such a big loss. If it was a life-and-death battle, he was already dead, so he knew that Wang Feng had left his hand.

If you compare it again, he will also be defeated by Wang Feng. His powerful speed is slower than Wang Feng's. In such a fast battle, skill takes the second place.

It would be useless to fight again, so he could only admit defeat. Although he was a little unconvinced in his heart, he did indeed lose.

After only two moves, he was defeated, and Daniel became a little bit decadent.

"You are also very strong, but my speed is my strength, so we have the opportunity to compete in the future." When he came to Daniel, Wang Feng stretched out his hand and said with a smile.

"Okay." Daniel nodded, and put his back hand on Wang Feng's hand.

"Although your speed is very fast, you still have a lot of weakness. Come here and I will talk to you carefully." While talking, Wang Feng became a master and took the initiative to take Daniel aside and explain to him the problems of cultivation. .

In fact, Owen had already seen their battle here, but the students wanted to fight, and Owen didn't say anything, because fighting with each other can stimulate their motivation to practice, which is a good thing.

Seeing Wang Feng actually explaining the problem to his opponent, Owen's eyes flashed slightly, and then he continued to close his eyes, waiting for the remaining people to wake up.

Wang Feng and Daniel woke up quickly because of their strong strength, and it was almost half a day before the last of these people woke up.

Although they were tortured this time, the benefits they received were also very obvious. Many people had improved a lot of strength, and there were even others who broke through their own realm like Wang Feng, and everyone was happy.

"Give you one day to rest. I will start to receive my training tomorrow. Within a month, you cannot leave here for half a step. Without my permission, I will regard you as giving up the opportunity to train here." Owen said, And the back color left here calmly.

"My God, are we going to be trained to die?" After Owen left, some people started to complain immediately.

Half-dead them in one day. If this is the case every day, then they are still alive?

"See you tomorrow, I believe I will be able to beat you." After getting a day's rest, everyone did not practice, and then they all separated and went back to their dormitory. Before leaving, Daniel left Wang Feng like this A sentence.

"Okay, I'll wait." Wang Feng nodded, and did not refuse.

Originally fighting was a good opportunity to improve one's own strength, and it was too difficult to find someone with similar strength like Daniel, so having him to accompany him to make progress together was something Wang Feng wanted to see very much.

Returning to his single dormitory, Wang Feng did not practice, but sat on the bed and turned out a few slightly whitish photos in his pocket. ,

These photos belonged to Bei Yunxue and the others. Each of them had one. They were all things Wang Feng carried close to his body, but after being soaked in seawater, these photos had changed color.

Looking at that familiar face, Wang Feng also took a deep breath, and then put the photo on the pillow.

This time I came here to train, whether I should go back with honor after studying or let others take their ashes out, that is a matter of choice, Wang Feng can only guarantee that he will survive as much as he can.

Because this is his promise to Bei Yunxue, it must be fulfilled.

Tomorrow may receive devil training, so after Wang Feng sat here for almost five minutes, he lay on his bed and began to recuperate.

Although this Owen is relatively cruel to everyone, the benefits Wang Feng and the others have gained are obvious, so Wang Feng now wants him to train himself.

The next day, Wang Feng woke up early in the morning and came outside. He found that many people on the square had already gotten up at this moment and were running in the morning.

"Hey, my name is Eric, what is your friend's name?" At this moment, a white man ran up in front of Wang Feng and said enthusiastically.

"Wang Feng." Wang Feng said calmly.

"Hello friends from the East, are you interested in taking a run? This is good for our health." Eric invited warmly.

"Good." Wang Feng has almost never done a morning jog, but this does not prevent him from knowing the health benefits of morning jog.

Morning jogs can open up a person's vitality. If a monk runs in the morning, his cultivation will speed up a lot, and it can be regarded as a kind of warm-up.

"I heard that you were the first to wake up yesterday. Do you have any tricks?" Eric asked suspiciously.

"No, the reason you asked me is actually not even known to me, maybe it has something to do with innate." Wang Feng replied indiscriminately.

Shengyoushui is about Huaxia's highest secret, and Wang Feng certainly does not arbitrarily spread it, especially someone who has just met.

"I really envy you, you already have such a strong strength." Eric said with an enviable expression.

"Don't envy me, if you practice hard, you will have the same strength." Wang Feng smiled, and then stopped talking to him, starting the first morning jog since becoming a monk.

Because everyone is a monk, they run very fast, and there is no need to rest, and no one stipulates how far they must run. It depends entirely on the individual.

After running for about ten minutes, Owen appeared, and saw that he was holding a nearly one-person high instrument in his hand at the moment, and he didn't know what he was going to do.

"Stop it all for me." Owen yelled, causing Wang Feng and the others to stop and surround him.

"Coach, do you want us to do anything?" At this moment, a person asked in confusion.

"This is a force measuring instrument. After a while, the person I called will come over and punch it with all his strength. I will see what level of your strength has reached."

"Okay." The students nodded, and then waited for Owen to call their names.

"Yes, two thousand pounds of power." Soon, the first man began to play, hitting a terrifying number.

One pound is almost equal to one catty of Hua Xia, so the punch he just hit is equivalent to a two-thousand catty thing hitting it.

If such a fist hits a person, the power can be imagined, and ordinary people have to be beaten to death.

"Gelu, you come up." After testing the first person, Owen called the second person.

"Yes." The second player on the field was a black man, and I don't know which country from Africa, but when he shot, the ground shook severely, and the value on the instrument soared to about four thousand pounds. , Which is equivalent to twice that of the previous person.

"Okay, you can go down." Taking a look at the value on the instrument, Owen's complexion did not change in any way, very calm.

After yesterday's elimination round, there are only 22 people left now including Wang Feng, which is more than half.

"You come." At this moment Owen pointed to a white man and said.

"Yes." The person who was pointed nodded, then walked to the top of the instrument and took a deep breath, and then quickly punched the punch.

This punch was an explosion of his whole body strength, and it also represented all the strength he could explode now. Although this did not represent a person's comprehensive combat effectiveness, it could also reflect his current strength.

With one punch, this person's grades came out, a little less than the person before him, but it was also very close to four thousand pounds.

People are on the court one after another, both strong and weak. The most powerful can be as high as 6,000 pounds, and even the worst people are more than 2,000 pounds. This is a power that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Daniel, you come up." At this moment Owen called out.

"It's ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Daniel spoke, and the back calmly walked in front of the force measuring instrument and threw a punch.

With a punch, the air seemed to explode, and the instrument shook violently, exploding to the highest value in the audience, 7,600 pounds.

"Wow."

Seeing this terrifying achievement, these people all made an uproar and looked at Daniel in amazement.

Seven thousand six hundred pounds, which is a lot higher than many of them, is a very outstanding result.

"Yes, ordinary late-stage internal vigorous players can at most play about 5,000 pounds of strength, and you can play more than 7,000, which is enough to prove that your potential is extraordinary." Owen said, with a rare praise.

"Compared with the instructor, I'm still too far behind." Daniel climbed up along the stroke, and Owen was relieved.

"Well, you go down." Owen waved his hand and said.

"Yes.)