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Chapter 382 The Fist of Steel

After Wei Feng finished today's class, he took Zhou Wen to the driving range, but what he took Zhou Wen to was not the driving range used by students, but the driving range specially used by the tutors.

Students naturally cannot come here, and only the tutors can practice here.

"How do you want to practice?" Wei Feng used a separate practice room, changed into a combat uniform and asked Zhou Wen.

"Pure practical practice of boxing." Zhou Wen said.

"It's OK to practice in practice, but you're still legendary, I can only suppress my own strength..." Before Wei Feng finished speaking, he saw a human-shaped light and shadow appear on Zhou Wen's body, and then the human-shaped light and shadow merge into Zhou Wen's body, making Zhou Wen's entire body seem to be radiating light.

"Have you condensed your life soul and promoted to the epic level?" Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen in surprise. When he was like Zhou Wen's age, he was only at the level of mortality. Zhou Wen had already condensed his life soul, which was too fast.

Even though Wei Feng has seen many geniuses in his mentorship in recent years, this is the first time he has seen someone who has been promoted to epic at an age like Zhou Wen.

"Yes, so please ask the tutor to do your best and don't show mercy." Zhou Wen said.

"Don't worry, I won't show mercy." Wei Feng laughed and thought to himself: "Being able to be promoted to epic level at such a young age can be said to be an unparalleled genius, but you are still too young, and your level does not represent real combat power. Let me teach you a good lesson and let you know how important practical experience is in combat."

Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen's clothes and said, "Do you have an armor-type beast soul?"

"Yes." Zhou Wen replied.

"Put it on, practice it in practice, and it will inevitably lead to a time when you can't stop. If you hurt you, it will be bad." Wei Feng said.

"Okay." Zhou Wen felt that this was right, so he summoned the mutant stone demon armor to wear it to ensure his safety.

"Then, it's going to start now." Wei Feng was not like other mentors, who had no intention of waiting for Zhou Wen to take action first, and directly punched him, but he did not use his soul.

Wei Feng's fist was fast and fierce, but it was just pure boxing techniques and did not use the energy skills. With the blessing of the ancient emperor's soul, Zhou Wen used the Qisan Palm he learned.

These seven-step palm techniques are the essence extracted by Wang Mingyuan from seven different palm techniques. Each move has its own uniqueness. The seven-step palm technique has seven different artistic conceptions. Zhou Wen has been very skilled and can play the characteristics of the seven-step palm technique. However, if you want to understand the artistic conception, it is naturally a little worse.

It’s not that Zhou Wen has insufficient understanding and cannot understand the artistic conception of Qisan Palm, but because he doesn’t have much chance to use palm techniques in normal times.

With powerful weapons like Ba Jian and Bamboo Sword in hand, he naturally won’t fight against dimensional creatures with empty hands when killing monsters, and rarely has the chance to use palm techniques.

Wei Feng began to want to use his experience and boxing to educate Zhou Wen, but after fighting for a while, he found that he could not gain the advantage of Zhou Wen in boxing.

Zhou Wen's palm techniques seem to be varied and can cope with various situations. What's more terrifying is that this guy doesn't look like a student at all, but more like a surviving old fox who has experienced many hardships on the battlefield and has rich combat experience, which is completely beyond him.

Wei Feng and Zhou Wen fought for more than ten minutes, and there was no flaw in Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen was not only experienced in combat, but also was outrageously stable. There was no trace of impetuousness in his palm technique. Wei Feng tried to set up a trap several times to lure Zhou Wen to risk attack him, but Zhou Wen was completely unmoved. [Shuquge    ]

"Is this guy really only sixteen or seventeen years old?" Wei Feng was a little unbelievable. First, Zhou Wen had too rich combat experience, and second, he had such a calm personality. No matter how you look at it, he shouldn't be what a young boy of sixteen or seventeen years old should have.

He also "educated" other genius boys. Even if those genius boys appear to be calm and generous, they will be enthusiastic whenever they are a little teased in actual combat and will be seized by him to educate them well.

Zhou Wen in front of him was completely different. He was as calm as a mountain, so stable that he could not be more stable. No matter how Wei Feng tempted him, he was unmoved.

Wei Feng didn't know that although Zhou Wen was young, he had extremely rich combat experience in the game. The reason why he was so calm was because of his personality, but the main reason was that he had experienced too many deaths in the game and experienced various kinds of death trials, which made him think more than ordinary young people, and gradually developed the habit of caution.

Seeing Zhou Wen's appearance, Wei Feng would have no result if he fought with him like this, even if he reached the end of the world, he would probably not have any results.

"I really can't underestimate the young people today. Since he has used the life soul, I don't need to be polite anymore." Wei Feng thought, and summoned his life soul.

His soul was a boxing glove that appeared on his right hand, which looked like a cast of steel, wrapping his entire right fist and the forearm behind it, looking like a robotic arm.

"You have to be careful. My soul is called Steel Fist. Although it is not very eye-catching, it has powerful abilities." Wei Feng said, and his right hand, wrapped in Steel Fist, bombarded Zhou Wen fiercely.

Wei Feng's boxing style looks very open and close, but in fact it is hidden in it. With rich combat experience, Zhou Wen used all his strength and could only barely block Wei Feng's offensive, and he still couldn't find a chance to counterattack.

Now that Wei Feng has used the Life Soul, Zhou Wen is not surprised but happy, because the pressure Wei Feng put him before was obviously not enough. Now that he has used the Life Soul, he should have to use all his strength.

Originally, Zhou Wen was thinking about what the soul of Wei Feng's Steel Fist had. However, Wei Feng's punch came over and saw holes around the Steel Fist spewing out steam-like white smoke, pushing Wei Feng's fist, and bursting out in an unparalleled speed, more than twice as fast as before.

Because he was practicing in battle, Zhou Wen did not use his body technique to dodge and forced himself to take Wei Feng's punch with his palm.

Bang!

When the fists and palms intersected, Zhou Wen felt a huge force numb his arms, and his body couldn't help but rise from the ground and flew backwards.

Zhou Wen tumbling in the air for several weeks, removing the huge force. When he landed on the ground, his arms were still numb and his palms were trembling slightly.

"I told you to be careful. The steel fist has a great effect on my speed and strength. I only used three-pointers just now." Wei Feng said with a slight smug look.
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