"How did not answer the phone." Jiang Fang olive brow wrinkled, then hung up the phone, changed clothes, Feng Luo personally to the residence. South Pavilion, the pavilion belonging to the army for Luo Feng secret underground room.
Barefoot wearing trousers, naked upper body of the Luo Feng, who all this time, sweat, her hair was completely wet with sweat.
"Split!" I saw in the five-meter-long five-meter-wide underground dense, the Luo Feng foot of a move, a lightning right hand knife while progress is the vertical split, 'laugh', produced in the air as if the voice of the paper is torn, then is Baoxiang. While the right hand, the knife just Downward Kick, Luo Fengshun a step backwards on the pull up potential! "Pull up!"
Luo Feng Nian forces clearly felt the spirit, the sword hand in mind that if the air blast on both sides of the water separated from the general North Korea, and a strong wind noises. Hand tool, such as real knives in general, each knife is beyond the speed of sound.
Among these alloy chamber, Feng Luo figure sometimes vague, sometimes real condensate, every foot of the moving speed is very scary, West peak is also in full accordance with the hand tool generally true knife attack against the air, a continuous attack , 26 times each time the power of the outbreak. Punch a thousand times, shenfa natural.
This is a remark Fang Jiang, Jiang Fang said that regardless of blade, agility or other, etc., only through the exercise again and again, can progress. If only sit fantasy, like the more useless. Want to improve agility? Training! Want to improve the knife? Training! Want to force to exert a stronger punch? Training! Temper is a long time and again, will use their brains in addition, there is perception. In order to enter coach outlet
Dressed in black - colored, loose fitting, silk production Liangong Fu, Jiang Fang propped an umbrella, went to the South Court. "Luo Feng!" Jiang Fang a courtyard to the South Court to open cried.
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