I, Zhou Yun, Am Super Weak

The corner of Zhou Yun's mouth curled up. His fists suddenly paused, then moved even faster and smoother!

The high-grade spiritual corpse, who was casually walking around the fist wind, was suddenly stunned. Then, it continued to dodge.

However, as it dodged, the high-grade spiritual corpse had a bad feeling. It didn't understand where this bad feeling came from.

"Any intent is actually comprehended from one's swordsmanship. It's just like the Setting Sun Sword Intent that I comprehended when I first started learning the sun-set sword technique. if you haven't learned any fist techniques, it's impossible to comprehend fist intent."

"However, since I don't have a fist technique, why not create a fist technique that belongs to me? I'm a fire essence body, and I've been reborn. I'm extremely strong, and my spiritual power is dozens of times that of ordinary people. Ordinary fist techniques are not suitable for me at all!"