Peerless Genius System

"What, the surnamed Xiao is making trouble in my Sanda Club now?"

Song Jianan had already returned to the dormitory, but a phone call changed his expression, he threw his backpack to the dormitory manager and ran towards the Sanda Club.

When he arrived, he only saw his Sanda club members lying on the ground and moaning in pain, none of them were standing, while Xiao Luo was sitting cross-legged on the ring dedicated to their Sanda club, holding his fist with his right hand. His chin swept around leisurely, and when he saw him coming, he stood up.

"Song Jian'an, you are a little late." Xiao Luo said lightly.

"Xiao, you are courting death!"

A loud roar swept through the entire training ground, and an angry Song Jianan tore off the black vest on his body, revealing the sturdy upper body with lumpy muscles. The explosive force seemed to be surging out at any time.

"Ugh~"

He sprinted towards the ring at the speed of a 100-meter race, shocking the audience. As he approached the ring, he stomped his feet on the ground, and his body swirled in the air. Spinning wildly over the guard ropes of the arena, the steel whip-like right leg slashed down with an unparalleled momentum, and the rolling sullenness and ferocity surged towards Xiao Luo like a huge wave.

No reservations, no mercy!

Song Jianan's martial arts skills that he had practiced for 20 years burst out in an instant. These moves, gorgeous and fierce and domineering, shocked everyone's attention, and everyone present was horrified.

Xiao Luo's body was slightly heavy, his hands twirled to attack, and he intercepted it with precision. The dull collision sound suddenly came out. Xiao Luo was shocked by the surging force from Song Jian'an's feet, and his back was against the ground of the ring and slipped out two or three meters away. The distance, almost slipped out of the ring from the bottom of the guard rope.

God, this... is this Song Jian'an's strength?

The members of other societies held their breath subconsciously. The fierce Xiao Luo has always been in an invincible state.

The members of Sanda Club seemed to be injected with a stimulant, and their spirits were lifted. The boy with ear studs shouted loudly for Song Jian'an: "Brother An is good, kill that bastard, kill him!"

Song Jianan burst into anger, and the whole person seemed to be enveloped by a wave of anger. He pointed at Xiao Luo and said viciously: "My surname is Xiao, if you can walk out of here intact today, I Song Jianan will follow you. surname!"

The tone is arrogant, revealing a strong self-confidence.

Xiao Luo slowly got up from the ground and said with a chuckle, "Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue if you say it so absolutely?"

"Shine your grandma!"

The sharp roar exploded on the tip of the tongue, and Song Jianan charged up like a bull.

The iron fist is like the wind, and the offensive is fierce, as if the strength of the whole body is condensed on both hands and feet, and the terrifying power swept towards Xiao Luo without reservation in every impact.

The body swirled, and the fierce and fierce offensive forced Xiao Luo to keep retreating, a pair of iron fists poured out like a hurricane, and the strong body like a black bear contained the power of a terrifying explosion. His offense is not only manic and ferocious, but also extremely aggressive, and his moves are also cunning and ruthless, bringing an unparalleled visual impact to outsiders.

Everyone present stared wide-eyed at the two people who were fighting endlessly in the ring, but almost all of their attention was focused on Song Jian'an's two iron fists and leg shadows flying vertically and horizontally.

"I thought you were an opponent worthy of my best efforts, but that's all!"

After forty or fifty consecutive violent attacks, Song Jianan stomped his feet on the ground and jumped onto a pillar in the corner of the ring. He immediately shot up again without the slightest stagnation, and shot Xiao with an elbow strike from a height of three meters. Luo's head slammed down hard.

The bouncing power and aggression were at their peak at this moment. If a person was lying on the ground and suffered such an elbow, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

Xiao Luo crossed his arms over his head, completely defending.

"Boom~"

Song Jianan fell, like a landslide, like a meteorite falling to the ground, terrifying power surged frantically like a raging wave, and the flow of air instantly accelerated, forming a howling wind.

Xiao Luo's body flew backwards like a cannonball. Because of the speed, the "C"-shaped body flew out from the middle of the two ring guard ropes, and then came at a gallop. The car fell out of control and smashed to the ground two or three meters away from the ring.

All the members of the club present were stunned on the spot. They had always heard that Song Jianan had real kung fu, and his strength was as strong as that of a black bear, but they had never seen him fight with their own eyes. Song Jianan was terrifying.

This is really a black bear!

The members of the Sanda Club only felt extremely happy in their hearts, and even the injuries on their bodies were temporarily forgotten, and Xiao Luo, who was lying motionless on the ground, caused a worry in their hearts, thinking: This guy should not be Was it killed by Ange?

"Hit my friend, rob my woman, Xiao Luo, just with these two things, your fate today is already doomed. I heard that you said a few days ago that you would abolish one of my hands. I have already beaten me into a dead dog, how can I abolish me?" Song Jianan sneered coldly, his face full of ridicule.

"Hum hum hum..."

Xiao Luo's shoulders suddenly shrugged slightly, and a cold, sharp laughter came from him, as if the devil's sneer, which made the temperature of the entire training ground drop to freezing point in an instant, everyone present, sincerely Feel a shudder from the soul.

Song Jian'an's heart also trembled, and the expression on his face froze.

At this time, Xiao Luo's body moved and slowly got up from the ground. At this moment, it was as if a bloodthirsty evil Asura broke out from hell, and the cold and icy aura instantly filled every corner.

"We will come again!"

After moving his neck left and right, Xiao Luo walked towards the ring.

Every time he took a step, his aura skyrocketed, and everyone on the scene felt a great pressure, staring at him with wide eyes.

Lifting the protective rope and stepping in, Xiao Luo stood on the ring again.

With black hair, sharp eyebrows, sharp black eyes, tall and slender, but not rough at all, he went there, like a cold and arrogant eagle, contemptuous of the world and contempt for the heroes.

"You...you're not hurt?"

Song Jian'an's face changed, and he suffered a blow with all his strength. It was a miracle that he didn't faint, but Xiao Luo seemed to have no discomfort at all when he walked and jumped into the ring just now.

Others were also shocked. Song Jianan's elbow just now, I am afraid that few people in Jiangcheng can withstand it. Xiao Luo used his arms to block it, but nothing happened. How is this possible.

Is this guy really a monster?

Everyone is terrified in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)