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Name: Bu Feifan
Sex: Male
Qualification: General
?Talent: One mind and two uses (ordinary talent: use both hands to interact with each other, and can use two martial arts moves at the same time)
Comprehension: Shocking ghosts (top comprehension, through strong comprehension, you can quickly comprehend various martial arts, which has accelerated the practice of moves, system effect: improve the martial arts of moves, you can reduce 50% of the martial arts experience value)
Martial arts:
Fingering: Second-rate Fingering: Binghuo Finger (Perfect)
? Palm: Third-rate palm: Tiger Fist (excellent) Third-rate palm: Flame Palm (excellent)
Swordsmanship: Second-rate Swordsmanship: Willow Leaf Swordsmanship (reaching the pinnacle) Peerless Swordsmanship: Yitian Drawing Swordsmanship (Introductory) Peerless Swordsmanship: Great Yin and Yang Hidden Dragon Sword (Introductory)
Kicks: Third-rate kicks: Blast Tan legs (superb) Second-rate kicks: Lightning kicks (perfect)
?Shenfa: Second-rate Shenfa: Flying on the grass in the breeze (perfect)
Mind method:
?Third-rate internal strength: Plum Blossom Heart Method (Dzogchen) Second-rate internal strength: Baihe Sword Jue (Dzogchen) Peerless inner strength: Emperor Sword Jue (Dacheng)
Realm: first-class master
Martial arts experience value: 0
Bu Feifei still feels very regretful. After all, at present, his strongest is the internal strength of the Emperor Sword Art, and the two peerless sword arts of Yitian Drawing Sword and Great Yin Yang Hidden Dragon Sword, but martial arts of the peerless level need to be consumed. However, there were too many experience points, which put Bian Feifei into a very embarrassing situation.
But it doesn't matter, as far as Bu Feihua's current martial arts is concerned, as long as he doesn't go around dying, he still has a great future.
As the saying goes, make a fortune in silence, and then find a soft persimmon to pinch.
At least Bu Feifan's current development is very good, as long as he is given a period of time, it may not be impossible for him to defeat Xiongba.
This is also the reason why Bu Feifan let Duanlang go. After all, Duanlang has already provided Bu Feifan with a wave of experience points, but don't forget, as Bu Feifan said, Duanlang is at least half of the protagonist level. He has had many adventures, and in terms of potential and opportunities in the future, he still has a lot to improve.
So for Bu Feifan, it is still necessary to let this kind of person go, of course, even with proper breeding and training.
"This is a wave of leeks. Harvest a wave, and when the leeks are ripe, you can harvest another wave. Only by repeating this can the maximum value be brought into play"
Thinking of this, Bu Feifan's eyes lit up.
"Okay, now these two leeks are going to be harvested."
Bu Feifan shook Bu Jingyun away with his palm, floated to the ground under Bu Jingyun's surprised eyes, and then punched out.
This punch was not a simple punch. It looked ordinary, but in the ears of Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang, there was a fierce roar.
That's right, it's roaring!
"The form and spirit are boundless, and the sound of martial arts!!" Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang were extremely shocked.
Roar!
Bu Feifan's punch made a three-meter-long eye-catching tiger appear behind him. This is an extremely ferocious tiger, and it is also the most ferocious downhill tiger.
The fierce tiger descended the mountain like a raging wave!
This is the tiger boxing of the supernatural level. Even if it is only a third-rate boxing technique, the boxing technique that has reached this level has already possessed form and spirit, and has begun to develop towards the level of artistic conception.
Under the blessing of first-class internal strength, the power of boxing was brought to the extreme. This tiger descending the mountain was not just a phantom, but the fusion of energy and boxing to form Gang Qi.
The stellar energy can be released, which can protect the body or kill.
Boom!
Following Bu Feifan's punch, a mass of visible internal force erupted, and the aura formed by the descending tiger rushed out suddenly.
The roar of the tiger shocked the world, and the sky burst into frost.
Both Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang were blown away and vomited blood after falling to the ground.
Poof! puff!
The blood fell to the ground, infiltrated the ground, and infiltrated along the cracks in the floor tiles.
"It's really strong! It's worthy of being a man of destiny."
The monk clasped his hands together and looked over with a smile.
But Bu Feifan didn't accept this kind of flattery, he was used to Wang Fugui's honesty, how could such flattery impress Bu Feifan, besides, is he the kind of person who listens to flattery?
"Where's the Clay Bodhisattva?"
Bu Feifan teased the fire monkey and asked the monk.
theThe monk shook his head, "The benefactor has embarrassed the poor monk, and the poor monk really doesn't know."
"oh!"
Bu Feifan nodded and walked out of the temple.
Just two steps out, he turned back again.
"So, you also want to be like them?"
Bu Feifan said curiously.
"Well¡¡"
The monk was puzzled and was about to speak.
Unexpectedly, there was a fist in the face.
The monk was shocked, this young man was too evil, he did it directly without making a sound, leaving him no time to prepare.
Boom!
Iron Fist Warrior was weaker than before, without that kind of powerful power, but it gave the monk a little bit of shock.
boom!
The monk landed heavily and smashed a deep hole in the masonry ground. You can see that the gravel cracked and dozens of stones burst out.
Bu Feifan stretched out his hand to block it, and shook off a few broken stones that were ejected.
He looked at the monk seriously, and said that the monk's strength was pretty good, but he was still too weak compared to himself, and it seemed that the monk's strength was just like this in his memory, and there seemed to be no room for development in the future.
"It's a pity, why is it not a good leek."
Bu Feifan was very helpless. In fact, he didn't like this kind of disposable consumables. He was still interested in sustainable development potential seeds like Bu Jingyun and Duanlang.
"Do you want to kill or not?"
Bu Feifan looked at the task bar of the system interface, the task bar said defeat, that is to say, it can be killed or not.
"It's very annoying!"
Bu Feifan sighed.
He walked towards the monk, stood in front of the monk, and said kindly: "Hey! I treat you like this, will you hate me?"
The monk opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with some internal organs. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, but he still stood up precariously.
Struggling to maintain balance, the monk clasped his hands together and smiled peacefully at Bu Feifei: "Almsgiver, everything in this world has its own definite order, how could this poor monk hate you?"
Bu Feifan let out an "oh" when he heard this.
"I won't hate me, that is to say, the seeds of hatred have not been planted. How can it take root in the future? You are wrong to think so."
Bu Feifan looked at the monk seriously and said.
The monk's face froze: "Benefactor, you"
Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang stood up with strange expressions.
At this time, Bu Feifan sighed and said: "You have to understand that hatred is the source of strength! Your potential has already stopped here. If there is no hatred to motivate you, how can you grow?"
"So, do you still hate me now?"
Bu Feifan looked at the monk.
The monk twitched the corner of his mouth, and said two words stiffly: "No hate."
Bu Feifan became even more frowning.
"Hey! How can you say that you can't make sense? You have no hatred, and your potential is exhausted. This can't convince youForget it, let's kill it!"
As soon as the words finished, Bu Feifan slapped the monk's chest unexpectedly.
The palm that was as red as a branding iron made a sizzling sound on the monk's chest, white air rose up, and the flaming aura instantly surged, when Bu Feifan's palm was released.
In the same place, a human-shaped coke stood there.
A gust of wind blew, and in the eyes of Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang, the coke in the human form turned into strands of black ash and dissipated
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