chapter 6 The powerful Pojun ===

What was supposed to come has come!

Nicholas Pickering had long known that coming to the Martial Arts Pavilion would not be smooth sailing.

Really afraid of what might happen, Nicholas Pickering sighed helplessly and turned his head.

I saw a young man shaking the "Power Fist" in his hand in a showy manner, with a proud face that was annoying.

"I know you."Nicholas Pickering recognized the other person and said, "You are Jaxton Pickering's four dog legs...oh, no, one of his subordinates."

"Dog...dog legs..."

Although Nicholas Pickering didn't say the unpleasant word in full, the young man still understood it and was so angry that he was furious.

In order to regain his position, the young man sneered: "Hey, isn't this the famous Lame Duck Nicholas from Ning County?"

When you are mocking people, could you please use new words occasionally?

Nicholas Pickering glanced sideways at the young man and said, "By the way, what's your name?"

"..."

The young man was suffocated and his face turned red.

Instead of asking "Do you know me", why not ask Mao's name?

I know you Nicholas Pickering, but you don't know me. This comparison... the young man is very depressed!

The young man raised his chest proudly, as if he wanted to show that he was much stronger than Fang Mo, and said: "Remember, my name is Zayden Pickering, and Jaxton Pickering is my brother!"

"oh!"

Nicholas Pickering said oh, and then... it was over.

Under Zayden Pickering's eyes that were intent on killing someone, Nicholas Pickering turned around and walked to the other side of the bookshelf, where he continued to read about martial arts.

Zayden Pickering was very unhappy after being pushed aside by Nicholas Pickering

He followed Nicholas Pickering, holding up the "Power Fist" in his hand: "Nicholas Pickering, don't you want this martial arts book?"

Nicholas Pickering didn't even look back: "Since you like it, take it!"

"..."

Zayden Pickering was speechless again.

Of course, he was not interested in this martial arts, he just wanted to take the opportunity to provoke Nicholas Pickering

However, Nicholas Pickering was not provoked by him at all, and all the words he had prepared in advance were blocked in his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

However, in order to teach Nicholas Pickering a lesson for his elder brother, Zayden Pickering could not give up and had to shamelessly follow Nicholas Pickering: "Nicholas Pickering, if you really want this martial arts book, I can give it to you."

Nicholas Pickering finally stopped, shook his head and sighed: "Zayden Pickering, you really should learn more from your brother how to provoke others."

Zayden Pickering face turned red, but he still stiffened his neck and said: "Nicholas Pickering, stop pretending to me. Don't forget, your book is still in my hand! If you want, I can give you a chance. .”

Nicholas Pickering felt that this guy was so pitiful, so he decided to cooperate with his performance and asked: "Zayden Pickering, what are you going to do to return this book to me?"

Got hit!

Finally got it!

His mouth went dry, Nicholas Pickering finally got the trick!

At this moment, Zayden Pickering was so excited that he wanted to cry!

He finally succeeded in provoking Nicholas Pickering It was not easy!

After enjoying a moment of pride, Zayden Pickering pretended to cough and said proudly: "If you beat me, I will return this book to you!"

"Okay, let's go to the first floor."

Nicholas Pickering was very straightforward and took Zayden Pickering to the training hall on the first floor.

Nicholas Pickering's appearance, as expected, attracted everyone's attention and ushered in a lot of discussion.

"Isn't that Lame Duck Nicholas? Why is he here?"

"Still weak? He had 600 punches in the last test."

"So what? My father said that Nicholas Pickering with nine fingers and deficient meridians, so it is impossible to cultivate true energy. So, isn't he still a waste?"

"That's right, waste will always be waste."

"The good-for-nothing dad and the good-for-nothing son are really a family."

Amid the laughter of everyone, Nicholas Pickering looked calm. Only when he heard the words "trash dad", his expression changed slightly.

Zayden Pickering stood opposite Nicholas Pickering and announced with great fanfare: "Nicholas Pickering wants to challenge me. The winner will get this martial arts."

Nicholas Pickering corrected: "I don't want to challenge you, but I want to fight you!"

"it's the same!"

Zayden Pickering waved his hand loudly, looked at Nicholas Pickering arrogantly, and said, "Come on, Nicholas Pickering, I hope you are prepared to lose!"

Nicholas Pickering expression remained unchanged, and he stretched his right hand forward, making a gesture of invitation: "Please!"

"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"

Zayden Pickering coldly, took a step forward, clenched his right hand into a fist, and suddenly swung it out.

Nicholas Pickering raised the corners of his mouth slightly, twisted his waist and punched in the same way!

Straight punch, straight punch!

boom!

The two fists collided in one place without any tricks, and the air exploded between the fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two figures took three steps back together.

Suddenly, the boys and girls who had been sarcastic just now felt as if someone had suddenly strangled their necks. All their voices stopped abruptly and they stared blankly at the two people in the field.

On par! ?

This punch is actually comparable! ?

How is it possible...how is it possible...

Zayden Pickering...the weak and useless Nicholas Pickering...are actually...on the same level...

However, what they didn't know was that Nicholas Pickering's punch only used 70% of his strength.

After half a month of training, Nicholas Pickering strength has improved again. How can Zayden Pickering body tempering strength be comparable?

What's more, Zayden Pickering is just Zayden Pickering, not Jaxton Pickering!

After punching to no avail, Zayden Pickering was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. He raised his arms and his muscles bulged like a horned dragon.

I saw his palms dancing, bringing up more than a dozen palm shadows, like layers of waves, covering Nicholas Pickering head.

"Hiss, it turned out to be a low-grade martial arts palm with heavy shadows!"

Some people recognized Zayden Pickering's palm technique and couldn't help but gasp.

It has to be said that Zayden Pickering's palm technique is indeed not weak. The shadows of his palms are as heavy as waves that startle the sky, and the sound is quite powerful.

However, Nicholas Pickering remained unmoved. He clenched his fist with his right hand and suddenly blasted it out, like breaking through an army.

"...Introductory boxing technique, Po Jun Fist!?"

Seeing Nicholas Pickering's response, everyone exclaimed in surprise.

They exclaimed, not because this punch was so outstanding, but because it was so ordinary.

Using entry-level boxing techniques to deal with low-grade martial arts is definitely not a wise choice.

However, Nicholas Pickering did just that.

"Woo!"

The Pojun Fist bombarded out, causing a dull sound of breaking through the air.

The heavy punch went forward, like a flying stone breaking the ice, smashing into the shadow of the heavy palm.

The moment he entered the palm shadow, Nicholas Pickering fist suddenly changed. The punch that was originally fierce and forward suddenly changed direction like a swimming fish, and nimbly passed through the gaps in the palm shadow.

The fist was like a willow blowing, and it was struck continuously. Within a moment, more than a dozen palm shadows were shattered into pieces.

The palm shadow was completely shattered, revealing Zayden Pickering astonished face: "Pojun Fist, how is that possible... That's just an entry-level martial skill!"

Not to mention Zayden Pickering, even the onlookers were extremely shocked, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"I'm going, are you dazzled? Isn't that an entry-level martial arts skill?"

"Yes, Po Jun Fist is indeed an entry-level martial art, but how can you break through low-grade palm techniques?"

"Isn't the Pojun Fist designed to destroy the Chinese army in one go? How can it change direction midway?"

"I'm so stupid, but Po Jun actually broke through the heavy shadows of his palms? This is so unreasonable..."

Amid everyone's discussion, Nicholas Pickering had already arrived in front of Zayden Pickering with a heavy fist.

Zayden Pickering panicked and hurriedly waved his palms to meet Nicholas Pickering's fist.

There was a "bang"!

Nicholas Pickering and Zayden Pickering met, and their fists also met.

Suddenly, Zayden Pickering felt a strong force coming from his palm, as if he had been hit by a savage beast, and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound.

His body also slipped out under the impact of the powerful punch, his legs dragged two black marks on the bluestone, and he fell ten feet away.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, there was a loud gasp outside the venue.

Seeing Nicholas Pickering standing proudly in the field and Zayden Pickering from the corner of his mouth, everyone was stunned and speechless.

Zayden Pickering got up from the ground, roughly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stared at Nicholas Pickering hatefully, and said sternly: "I didn't expect that you actually learned martial arts!"

Nicholas Pickering sneered and said, "I didn't expect that either. You didn't expect me to learn martial arts."

"Humph, the power of words is useless!"

Zayden Pickering coldly, his toes suddenly touched the ground, and a ripple of energy suddenly exploded from the soles of his feet, pushing his body towards Nicholas Pickering

At the same time, Zayden Pickering waved his fists, and fist shadows suddenly appeared.

These fist shadows were arranged in a straight line, one after another, like broken rocks from the mountain, roaring towards Nicholas Pickering

The shadows of fists followed each other, and there were more than twenty punches.

In an instant, the strength of the fist suddenly rose, and a gust of wind blew up in the field.

"Medium...medium grade martial arts, gravel fist!"

Seeing this powerful punch, everyone exclaimed.

No one expected that Zayden Pickering actually possesses middle-grade martial arts skills, and he actually displayed them in a competition among juniors.

Feeling the powerful punches that invaded the field, people couldn't help but mourn Nicholas Pickering, feeling that he would definitely lose.

After all, that is a powerful mid-level martial skill!

Uh-huh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a figure suddenly appeared.

Zayden Pickering came out with more than twenty fists, his energy was overwhelming and stirring in all directions.

Facing the rapidly approaching fist shadow, Nicholas Pickering eyes were as bright as stars, and his right fist suddenly shot out, like breaking through an army.

Breaking the military!

See Po Jun again!

"this……"

At this time, everyone felt that Nicholas Pickering must be crazy.

Who the hell would use the same martial skill repeatedly in the same battle?

Moreover, this is still an entry-level martial art!

Did you make a mistake, man?

Nicholas Pickering didn't care about external objects, only looked ahead, and resolutely punched out.

The punch was fierce, arousing a strong energy, just like a sharp sword, causing pain for a while.

This military-breaking punch gave Nicholas Pickering the aura of a first-level martial arts.

"break!"

With a loud shout, Pojun's fist arrived and smashed the first fist that came towards him.

The first one is broken, and there is the second one, the third one...the twentieth one...

"Break again!"

The shouting started again, and Nicholas Pickering suddenly stormed.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Nicholas Pickering was like a tiger coming up the mountain from its cage. He swung his fists wildly, constantly bombarding the fists of gravel that came one after another, and violently and arrogantly tore them into pieces. Crush.

This Pojun is so strong!

When Po Jun passed by, the shadow of his fist was completely obliterated, and Zayden Pickering revealed his figure.

At this time, he still maintained the posture of pumping his fist forward.

Nicholas Pickering raised the corner of his mouth slightly, moved forward with his fist, and hit Zayden Pickering's fist boldly.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and Zayden Pickering's right arm was broken.

Then, everyone was horrified to see Zayden Pickering's body flying upside down like a kite with its string broken, sliding over the heads of the crowd, hitting the ground heavily, and he fainted.

Nine Finger Sword Master