As night fell, the yellow sun put away the last ray of light, and the incandescent lamp in the hall became a tool to illuminate. However, Zhao Sanjin felt that even if he was in the deep darkness at the moment, it was like staying under the day.

Today's Zhao Sanjin has an extra temperament. He has a kind of unconventional temperament, which is not possessed by sique, but he yearns for it.

Zhao Sanjin may not know, but sique knows very well that there is only one reason why Zhao Sanjin has and he can't be expected, that is, the gap in strength.

Today, Zhao Sanjin has been able to release his spiritual strength, but Si que can't. just this threshold has isolated them into a world of two.

"Do you want to practice?" the sparrow asked thoughtfully, and there was a faint look of expectation in his eyes.

"That's what I mean!" even if Si que doesn't take the initiative to put forward this request, Zhao Sanjin will speak, because at the moment, Zhao Sanjin feels that he seems to have endless power, and this is still on the premise of not mobilizing the mysterious strength in his body.

"Go to the training ground!" the sparrow smiled brightly and ran to the back of the villa first.

Zhao Sanjin, who followed him, was not willing to fall behind at all. He leaned on his toes and walked two meters at a time. His body was like a hurricane. Instead, the sparrow who had to take the first step fell behind Zhao Sanjin, which made the sparrow cry and laugh.

It can be said that before the competition began, the sparrow had already lost!

There are no lighting tools in the martial arts field. Si que deliberately asked for this, because he felt that a martial artist should feel clear in front of him, whether it is day or night.

The two stood opposite each other, three or five meters apart. Zhao Sankin gently pointed his toes and leaned out his hand. The posture of a team was opened!

Like Zhao Sanjin, there was Si que, who was wide open, clenched his fist and looked at Zhao Sanjin with a dignified face.

"Let me see your real ability. Don't leave your hand!" Si que punched out, but the fist style was one step ahead. With the sound, he attacked Zhao Sanjin.

"OK!" Zhao Sanjin responded readily, converging his toes and sticking out his arm like a smooth snake. At the moment when his palm was about to touch the sparrow's fist, he wrapped the sparrow's arm flexibly.

The fist stopped less than three centimeters near Zhao Sanjin's chest. No matter how hard the sparrow tried, he couldn't make any progress. However, Zhao Sanjin wrapped the sparrow's arm, but he suddenly leaned forward for two points, and immediately turned his palm into a fist and blasted it at the sparrow's shoulder.

With one move, Zhao Sanjin steadily gained the upper hand!

"Good boy, it can't be underestimated!" after the two separated, sique rubbed his painful shoulder. He knew very well that this was the result of Zhao Sanjin's hand. If he didn't keep his hand, it was estimated that sique's arm had been directly wasted at this time.

"Use the mysterious power in your body!" Si que knew he was defeated, but he still wanted to see how big the gap between him and Zhao Sanjin was.

Different from Zhao Sanjin, the spirit power in the sparrow's body has been running by itself at the moment of starting the battle, and the spirit power in Zhao Sanjin's body has been able to send and receive freely. It is put in the Dantian for use. It's all in the master's mind.

"Isn't that good?" Zhao Sanjin hesitated, because in Zhao Sanjin's opinion, even if he doesn't rely on the breath in his body, the sparrow still has no possibility of winning. If he uses it, Zhao Sanjin is confident, and it's difficult for the sparrow to stick to the three moves under his own hands!

"I'll use it if I say it!" said the sparrow in a cold voice, not giving Zhao Sanjin any chance to refute.

Zhao Sanjin, who smiled bitterly, could only promise. Xuanjin in the Dantian responded. For a moment, Zhao Sanjin's momentum soared. Even if he was two or three meters away, he could feel Zhao Sanjin's terrible.

"Originally, was the momentum that erupted after the spirit was restrained so strong?" Si que only felt that his heart was beginning to tremble at this moment. He knew how much he was defeated by Zhao Sanjin.

But he still won't flinch, because since he practiced martial arts for more than 40 years, he has only met two strong people who have restrained their aura. The first is the guest Qing of the family when he was still at Nangong's house, and the second is Zhao Sanjin.

At that time, the ability was too weak. Si que wanted to have a try with the guest Qing of the family, but he didn't get into each other's eyes at all. Now there is a ready-made strong man like Zhao Sanjin in front of him. How can Si que end his mind.

Zhao Sankin's momentum was so high that he directly struck first and blew out with one punch.

A simple punch gave sique an unmatched sense of strength. He always felt that although Zhao Sanjin didn't have any fancy martial arts means to use, the gap in strength made Zhao Sanjin not need these things at all, so he could make him invincible.

"Southern Fist and Northern leg!" Si que suddenly drank, and his spiritual power was brought into full play. In the face of Zhao Sanjin's random punch, Si que moved.

One fist and one leg is Si Que's unique skill. The Southern Fist comes from the fist technique created by his Nangong family, and the northern leg comes from the fierce fighting technique of the northern dragon and tiger hall. The two combine with each other and become a killing move in Si Que's hand.

Even so, when sique's fist is against Zhao Sanjin's, the only feeling for sique is that what he collides with is not Zhao Sanjin's fist, but a mountain that can't be shaken by manpower.

One after another, at the moment when he just got out of his leg, he was directly captured alive by Zhao Sanjin.

One punch opened the sparrow's fist. Zhao Sanjin's fist went down and directly hit the sparrow's foot. With his strong strength, Zhao Sanjin took a few steps back. As for the sparrow, he flew out directly.

The body smashed the wooden man stake on the martial arts training ground, and blood spilled from the corner of the sparrow's mouth. In particular, he was shocked that one of his thighs had completely lost consciousness.

"This is the gap of strength!" Si que didn't pay much attention to his injury. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and muttered with a bitter smile.

"Smelly boy, help me!" the sparrow looked at Zhao Sanjin, who had not been unloaded from the fighting posture, and scolded.

Embarrassed to touch his head, Zhao Sanjin directly put the sparrow on his back and took it back to the hall. He steadily put it on the sofa and looked at the sparrow whose forehead had overflowed with big beads of sweat. Zhao Sanjin said with embarrassment: "I'm sorry, uncle, it's too heavy."

"Smelly boy!" the sparrow just smiled and scolded angrily without saying anything more. He pointed to a dark box on the shelf in the hall and said hard: "there is a switch three feet to the left of the wooden frame. There is a dark box inside. Take out the box in the dark box."

Zhao Sanjin, who nodded, quickly moved. He took out a millennium sandalwood box from the dark grid according to the words of the sparrow. At the same time, he opened it and looked at it. He frowned and said, "silver needle?"

"Yes, it's a silver needle!" the sparrow took the wooden box in Zhao Sanjin's hand, took out the silver needle and spread it on his chest, then gently pinched one, and without saying a word, he had to stab it into his thigh.

"Help me up!" the sparrow looked at the 32 silver needles on his thigh, frowned and stretched slowly, and the shocked color on his face was restrained.

"In order to repay you for saving your life, this silver needle is given to you!" Si que threw the cloth wrapped with the silver needle into Zhao Sanjin's hand and said with a meaningful smile: "it records a unique martial arts skill of my Nangong family, but it's a pity that I didn't learn it..."