Super God Gene

Hansen was slightly stunned. I didn't expect Nangong Han to put him on stage for the demonstration, but when I saw all the participants looking at themselves, Hansen got up and walked up.

“Nangong Mentor, how can I cooperate?” Hanson walked up to the stage and looked at Nangong Han and asked.

Nangong Han smiled and said: “Don't be nervous, we'll do a few basic skill demonstrations, you just do the natural reaction. ”

“Okay.” Hanson nodded and responded.

“The point of the defensive demonstration is to randomly be bold and diligent, and make use of the routine you normally learn. At the same time, be sure to look at the center of gravity of the opponent. Even the demigod with no superior power will shift the center of gravity at the time of force. As long as you can grasp the center of gravity, you can easily determine the opponent's attack route, thus defusing the opponent's offense...” Nangong Han punched Hanson in front of you.

Qin Xuan and other mentors also looked at the scene. When Nangong Han called Hanson up, Qin Xuan already felt something was wrong, but he was in the classroom, but he couldn't stop it.

Seeing Nangong Han punch Hansen, Qin Xuan's face looked a little ugly.

Qin Xuan knew that the teacher of the warfare god martial arts museum would definitely have some opinions about Hansen, but after all, the special operations team was in the hands of the Qin family. Plus Hansen's identity, he thought they should just say a few words at the most, so he shouldn't really get into trouble with Hansen.

But now, it doesn't seem that way at all. Nangong Han, a warrior martial arts faculty mentor who didn't flip with Han, used this method to deliberately discredit Hansen.

Instead of asking the assistant professor to go up there, he asked Hanson, who was also his mentor, to be his assistant, which was already wrong.

Moreover, Nangong Han let Hanson and his demonstrators defend the battle. He said that it was a demonstrator's defense, but he himself punched the past.

If Hansen didn't keep this fist, or there was any omission, then Nangong Han could point out Hansen's mistake, so that it would give the participants a feeling that young mentors like Hansen, after all, could not match the strength of teachers like Nangong Han, the position in the participants' minds would decrease, even generating a sense of contempt.

On the surface, Nangong Han seems very gentle and has no hostility towards Hanson. The hidden mind is very harsh.

Hansen doesn't know Nangong Han, he doesn't know him, but Qin Xuan knows Nangong Han very well. His punch to Hansen is not as simple as a normal demonstration, and it is completely beyond the scope of the demonstration.

Nangong Han promoted the transcendent for decades, the most powerful is a phantom divine fist, combined with his light attribute supernuclear genetic technique, the punching technique is true, false, false, and true, even the real peer rivals are difficult to distinguish, let alone Hanson, who knows nothing about him, just thought to cooperate with him to demonstrate Hanson, there is no psychological preparedness.

Looks like it was a very ordinary punch. If Hanson really thought so, he would be very wrong. If he blocked it, he would find that it was actually just a phantom. At the same time, Nangong Han's real fist would hit him.

Even if Hansen was guarded, Nangong Han unlocked two more genetic locks than him. His physical fitness was probably much higher than that of Hansen, who had just entered the second shelter, and Hansen had difficulty blocking his Phantom Fist.

“Do you really think we Qin family are all air?” When Qin Xuan saw Nangong Han punch out that phantom divine fist, he flashed many thoughts in his heart. His face was very ugly, and he was already a little annoyed.

Qin Xuan's heart made a secret decision. In any case, he must also kill an example of a chicken monkey, so that the guys from these god of war martial arts museums can be honest and let them know who is the real owner of the Special Operations Group.

Hanson didn't know there were so many doorways, but he could feel the slightest hostility towards Nangong Han.

Having experienced so much life and death in the shelter, let alone human beings, even if foreign organisms are hostile, Hanson can feel it. Nangong Han can't hide anything better from him.

When he saw Nangong Han punch, Hanson squeezed his eyes and reached for Nangong Han's fist to stop him.

Nangong Han saw Hanson's hand blocking his fist, and his excited eyes lit up, accelerating the speed of the punch.

Hansenger blocks only the phantoms he creates. Naturally, it's impossible to block his fist. As long as he blows this punch down, Hansen's mentor image will collapse by half.

Qin Xuan saw Hansen facing Nangong Han's phantom fist, clamoring in his heart, knowing that things were going to be bad.

The other mentors who were also from the Martial Arts Museum of the gods of war all had strange smiles, all of them waiting to see the show.

“Young people, they are still too impatient to understand the benefits of observation.” There was an old mentor who commented.

Though there was no name, the mentors naturally heard it, and he was talking about Hanson.

Boom!

When people heard the sound of fist fighting coming out of the podium, they looked over and found Hanson's fist actually blocked Nangong Han's fist.

“Hey, didn't Nangong Han use Phantom Fist? Was I thinking too much, blaming him?” Qin Xuan looked suspiciously at Hanson and Nangong Han on the scene, and the other mentors were also suspicious.

Hanson blocked the first punch fired by Nangong Han. If normally, that punch should be a phantom, but Hanson blocked the punch is a real punch, not a phantom.

Unless Nangong Han did not use Phantom Fist, it is unlikely to be such a result.

The other mentors were also skeptical. I thought Nangong Han was using Phantom Fist to make Hanson look ugly, but that didn't seem like it.

The crowd continued to look at it with suspicion. Nangong Han's divine colour also seemed to be a little strange, but he continued to wave his fists at Hanson.

Soon, all the mentors from the God-of-war martial arts museum frowned. They saw Nangong Han punch by punch. Each punch was real. As if there were no tricks, it was all blocked off. There was no sign of using Phantom Fist at all.

“What the hell is going on with this Nangong Han? How can teaching be so casual, not even taking out any real talent, is hiding secrets?” There was a mentor from the god of war martial arts museum, whose face was ugly, he said.

Everyone thought that Nangong Han was afraid of Hanson's identity, so they didn't dare really embarrass him, even Qin Xuan thought so.

But Nangong Han was terrified at this time. God knows what he went through.