2553: C2553 My Thousands of Ways

C2553 My Thousands of Ways

But there is a fatal problem with this kind of fist technique, which is that it needs to be accumulated!

Each punch would take several times more time than usual!

Therefore, the reason why Qin Luo's punches were so slow was because of this.

Ares also grasped this point and launched a crazy attack on Qin Luo.

He used almost his own speed to tear apart Qin Luo's defense and then kill him.

But now, the situation seemed to be a little strange.

Qin Luo's speed suddenly increased.

He became as fast as ___.

This made Ares quite confused.

What was going on?

Wasn't it said that the fist technique was grand and majestic?

Why did it suddenly change its path?

Could they still play happily? Could he still be happy as a friend?

If you had shown such speed a long time ago, why the f * ck would I attack!

For some reason, Ares suddenly felt like he had been 'played' in his heart.

This kid Qin Luo had been playing with him from the beginning to the end!

Ares put his hands on the ground and got up with difficulty.

The next moment, his eyes were fixed on Qin Luo. "Are you playing with me?"

Playing with you?

You might not believe me, but I am not interested in old batons like you.

If I had the time, wouldn't it be nice if I sat on a merry-go-round with a beauty?

"Ahem, Teacher Ares, you misunderstood me. I have no intention of playing with you at all." Qin Luo said with a serious expression.

"Don't you need to accumulate energy for your fist technique? ___ asked. Why is it so fast? " Ares snapped.

"Professor Ares, you are right. My fist technique needs to be accumulated. But I just need to change to a fist technique that does not need to accumulate energy. "Qin Luo smiled and said," You should know that I do not only know a fist technique. I know a lot of fist techniques."

As he spoke, Qin Luo began to count as if he was counting his family's treasures. "Dragon Subduing Fist, Tiger Subduing Fist, Arhat Fist, Long Arm Fist..."

One, two, three...

Ten types, twenty types, thirty types...

Listening to these dazzling names, Ares felt like he had f * cked a dog.

It's fine if you say you are proficient in one or two, but what do you mean by proficient in dozens of?

How could he let others live? Do you want me to play with you?

Qin Luo was the only martial artist in the world, wasn't he?2

Ares's expression changed a thousand times. He looked like a child, then a child, then a child, and then a child, then a child, and then a child, and then a child...

To tell the truth, he was quite confused.

Under normal circumstances, an ordinary expert would only be proficient in one or two fist techniques. Those who were proficient in four or five fist techniques were all famous martial arts masters.

But what about when it came to Qin Luo?

What he was proficient in was not a simple four or five types, but forty to forty types!

Looking at Qin Luo, Ares felt a sense of helplessness in his heart.

He realized that he had miscalculated. He had always thought that he could use brute force to suppress Qin Luo.

However, he had never thought that his understanding would only stop at the first level, while Qin Luo had already reached dozens of levels.

It would be strange if he could defeat Qin Luo!

"Cough, cough ~" Seeing that Ares did not speak for a long time, Qin Luo could not help but ask, "Professor Ares, are you still going to fight?"

As a top student, to be honest, Qin Luo really hated fighting and killing.

If he had the time to fight and kill, would he not like to study his sister?

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