In a blink of an eye, the little boy of the fallen golden fish human had already twitched all over, and his skin was covered with black color.

"The skill is reversed, and the muscles and bones are twisted..." Zhang Zhifeng's face turned pale. He understood the pain. Now, such pain actually appeared on a child who was not even a teenager!

"It hurts... it hurts... Gugudu...ah..." The little boy from the Golden Fish Human race reached out and grabbed the skin on his chest, struggling and screaming wildly.

The other golden fish and human children around him were huddled aside and watched, their eyes full of fear. The gray and white faces made Zhang Zhifeng feel even more palpitations.

"Ah?!" Yan Momo rushed up at this time. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but exclaim, "What's wrong with him?"

"It's backfire!" Zhang Zhifeng said, his face darkened, and a trace of determination passed between his eyes, "That's all!"

He reached out and grabbed the child, and the fallen child was immediately captured in the air. Then, Zhang Zhifeng quickly explored with both hands, and his hands sprinkled hundreds of hand shadows in an instant.

Smack sex...

There were bursts of explosions, like firecrackers, and they rang out from the little boy.

"Ah?" Yan Momo covered her mouth, "You actually destroyed all the meridians in his body? In this way, his cultivation level was completely abolished, and it was so completely that there was no way to recover."

"I'm saving him!"

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly withdrew his hand, and the little boy fell to the ground immediately, but his breathing was stable and he had obviously passed the "backlash".

"Kill me!" The little boy suddenly jumped up and yelled at the other child beside him.

Surprisingly, the children beside him took action together, and a series of lethal skills were blown out.

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked and immediately reached out to block the attacks of these children, shouting: "What are you doing?"

The little boy whose cultivation level was abandoned by Zhang Zhifeng smiled and said with a slutty smile: "You have nullified my skills, so why don't you let me die? If you can't practice, what's the use of me?"

The other children next to him also plucked up the courage and stared at him, "If you don't have the cultivation level, you are not worthy of being a golden fish and human race. You are not as good as the small fish and shrimp in the sea!"

"Who said that?" Zhang Zhifeng roared, "Eight-along Fist, Flower Hundred Fist, and Wild Ball Fist, these are 'martial arts' and have nothing to do with cultivation! After practicing well, they are not weaker than cultivators, or even more!"

Zhang Zhifeng pointed at the little boy on the ground and shouted: "You, stand up! Which of the three types of fists do you practice?"

"Me," the little boy stood up excitedly, "I don't know, I'm practicing this..."

He made a gesture.

Zhang Zhifeng smiled and said, "Very good, Bahe Fist, come on, you should try your best to use the strength of your muscles in your body and fight this set of fists."

"Do what he said." The princess of the sea area arrived with Yinyun Beng Xiaoji and other goldfish human masters. She said to the little boy indifferently.

The child, who was still hesitant, immediately thrust his chest and ran a few times. Perhaps he felt that there was no major injury on his body, but he was very weak. He gritted his teeth, suddenly sank, and shouted loudly, and exhaled a set of exquisite boxing techniques with a sharp momentum.

As soon as this punch was released, the field immediately became stunning, and the phantoms scattered.

How can first-class "martial arts" be used to be an ordinary skill?

Zhang Zhifeng said to Meng Chengcheng: "Princess, maybe I can send someone down to try it, but this child has serious internal injuries and cannot be treated for too long now."

Meng Chengzhu nodded expressionlessly and glanced at the person beside her.

Immediately, the top master jumped into the field.

"Boy, you're good at playing Bahe Fist, try it with him." Zhang Zhifeng shouted.

The little boy immediately flew up, and his hands crackled out dozens of fist shadows.

Originally, the little boy's cultivation level could only be considered third-level at most, and he did not have the ability to fly. Now, his cultivation level was abolished, so he should not have the power to stagnate the air. However, when he jumped high and punched his hand, his whole body miraculously stopped in the air, as if there was the most powerful hand that held him firmly.

The top-class master of the Golden Fish Human tribe turned out to be contemptuous, but when he saw it, he never dared to be arrogant again.

He showed off his weapons and waved a sharp qi with a 'sharp', which was the real first-class peak level!

At this moment, even Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but take a step forward, ready to interrupt this unfair battle at any time.

With this child's ability, although he practices first-class martial arts, he does not have a deep foundation after all. Moreover, the Golden Fish Human race is not good at physical fitness and has no advantage in the cultivation of "martial arts". More importantly, the child was seriously injured, and his opponent was a first-class peak expert who could be considered the No. 1 person in any race or any force.

Of course, Zhang Zhifeng would not think that this child could beat the first-class master. His original intention was to let the cultivators see the power of martial arts and face it in order to completely eliminate the cultivators of these golden fish human children, and to retain their "martial arts" in order to preserve their lives.

Zhang Zhifeng didn’t know if Meng Chengzhu was wrong or if the top-class master was too nervous.

Seeing two figures, one big and one small, meeting each other in the air, Zhang Zhifeng was ready to rescue him.

Suddenly, the first-class master screamed and flew back ten times faster than the castration, and smashed the ground with a pounce.

Everyone looked in surprise, but saw that his chest was covered with clothes, and there were small but bright black fist marks, palm marks, and fingerprints on his exposed chest! They were all the damage caused to him by the little boy's eight-fold fist in an instant!

This may not be a big deal. After all, the offensive of "Martial Arts" is extremely magical and difficult to dodge. It is normal for the little boy to hit him. However, there is something in front of the cultivator's chest...

A piece of broken golden scales!

The golden scales of the golden fish human race, the indestructible golden scales!

The seriously injured child was instantly shattered with his eight-fold fist!

"Princess, this boxing technique is so domineering!" The first-class peak master murmured, suddenly tilted his head and fainted.

All the cultivators were shocked. How powerful is "martial"?

Zhang Zhifeng was also shocked, but he was not surprised by the power of martial arts. After all, even the inequality "Moh Physical Technique" can match the first-class master after practicing it. It is normal for this kind of martial arts skill to beat the first-class peak master.

However, Zhang Zhifeng knew very well that "wu" was not that easy to learn. First, martial arts require a strong body; secondly, at least "wu" bloodline; finally, unless there is the Chaos Heavenly Vein, "wu" must not be a cultivator!

The child is extremely thin and his body is obviously not strong enough. He is an orthodox golden fish human race. Even if he has the bloodline of the ancient "martial arts", it is very small. More importantly, the child originally has physical cultivation. Since he can always live, it means that his martial arts and cultivation are not very high, and the conflict between them is not strong, which makes him survive.

In fact, not to mention this golden fish human child, even if it is the real martial arts on the snowy mountain of Misheng 6 that Zhang Zhifeng once saw, it is very difficult to practice first-class martial arts!

But now, it is obvious that this golden fish human child has already had considerable attainments in the Bahe Fist, otherwise he would not be able to easily defeat a first-class peak cultivator with a serious injury.

Such an unreasonable thing completely confused Zhang Zhifeng.

The child of the Golden Fish Human Clan fell down lightly. He squinted his eyes and looked calm, as if he was a master. He continued to play the complete set of eight-fold fists slowly, and then he slowly stopped and closed his eyes to cultivate.

The children beside them all looked at the little boy with surprise and envious eyes. After that, the eyes of many children turned to Zhang Zhifeng.

"It's him! He's become a master."

The eyes of the children were flashing with hope. They faced death at any time and knew how to cherish this precious opportunity.

The group of children who were experimenting with the "martial arts" in the Golden Fish race rushed to Zhang Zhifeng and knelt down together.
Chapter completed!