Two extremely violent moves collided with each other, and a wave of weather suddenly started.

The ring originally built of solid wood became overwhelmed at this moment, making a creaking sound, as if it was about to fall apart at any time.

The two of them took a step back in an instant, but the next second they greeted each other again and fought together.

"I... my grass! This attack seems to have exceeded the attack in the Huajin period, right?"

"It doesn't seem to be beyond it. Although Yan Zheng has not entered the extreme realm, his strength has reached it!"

"I just didn't expect Chu Lingyun to achieve such an effect. A monster is such a monster!"

"That's right. It seems that this showdown is far beyond our previous estimates. It's really surprising and impressive!"

...

Just under the arena, everyone sighed, the faces of the six major families on the other side were also different.

Needless to say, Nangong Wushi looked very confident in Chu Lingyun, and there was always a calm smile on his face.

Old Mrs. Ma seemed to think everything was normal and her expression was indifferent.

Shangguan Suifeng couldn't help but look at Shangguan Youyou next to him and asked gently: "Youyou, is this the person you want me to save? It seems that he is no worse than Yan Zheng!"

"This... this, I don't know much." Shangguan Youyou was indeed a little confused and shook her head subconsciously.

This scene in front of me is a bit incompatible with the script in my heart!

Shouldn’t you be beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Yan Zheng, and then my uncle can save you and let this young lady have a strong impression of her?

But you actually fought with Yan Zheng in a bad way. What's going on?!

At the same time, Dugu Fengming's little mouth couldn't help but open.

Although she thought she was extremely talented and could enter the extreme state before she was thirty years old and become the fourth genius of the imperial capital.

But she must admit that if she faces Yan Zheng now, she may lose without taking ten moves.

Chu Lingyun, who threatened that she would be beaten to the ground, now she vaguely gained the upper hand and suppressed Yan Zheng to beat him!

"Feng Ming, now you see clearly? If Xiaoyou Chu hadn't held back that day, you would have suffered a great loss."

Dugu Haochen, who was beside him, looked at Dugu Fengming with a smile and said.

Dugu Fengming pouted. Although he had already agreed in his heart, he still said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just because he practiced the physical refining technique? I don't think it's amazing."

A bitter smile appeared on Dugu Haochen's face, and he shook his head helplessly: "You kid, do you think the body refining technique is so easy to practice? If it is really that easy to practice, then there will be no fewer body refiners in the Dragon Kingdom warriors."

Speaking of this, Dugu Haochen looked at Chu Lingyun on the ring again, narrowed his eyes slightly before continuing:

"And, don't you see that his boxing skills are different from last time? Although there is not much change in his moves, Shen Yun has changed!"

"Hmph! So what if you change again?! Still not as good as the Nine Tribulation Fist passed down by our family." Dugu Fengming bit his lip hard, then raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly.

Dugu Haochen shook his head helplessly, not knowing what to say.

Of course, the talent of this precious granddaughter is beyond words, but he is too confident and always arrogant.

Now, she does not have enough cultivation and experience, so she naturally cannot see the good or bad things of the eight wildernesses.

But she wanted to guide her, but she couldn't listen at all.

Dugu Fengming had insufficient foundation, and he could not see the mystery of the rebellion, but he knew it very well.

Although it appears to be similar to what I saw in the park that day, Dugu Haochen vaguely felt that Chu Lingyun's boxing style should probably be more than that.

When he thought of this, Dugu Haochen couldn't help but feel a slight turmoil in his heart.

At this moment, he actually had a huge impulse and wanted to have a good exchange of boxing with Chu Lingyun.

Comparing it, is it that Chu Lingyun’s rebellion in the hands of the eight wildernesses, or is it that his own Nine Tribulation Fist is better?

At this moment, Yan Zheng, who could not defeat the ring for a long time and felt that he was gradually falling into a disadvantage, became a little impatient.

At present, he has already exerted his strongest strength and used all his skills. In terms of combat power, he is completely comparable to an existence who has just entered the extreme realm.

Not to mention Chu Lingyun, a person in the late stage of the Warrior, even if he faces him with a half-step extreme, he will have to kneel down every minute.

But now, Chu Lingyun's boxing skills have undergone earth-shaking changes from the last time, which has completely exceeded his expectations. There is nothing on the surface, but in fact, every punch and every move is domineering and fierce, and its power is completely beyond his Prajna Zen Palm.

boom……

The two punched each other again, and Yan Zheng, who was impatient, showed a slight flaw.

And it was this flaw that gave Chu Lingyun a chance.

Of course, if Chu Lingyun still has the mid-stage cultivation of the transformation spirit, he may not be able to seize it even if he has the chance, but it is different now.

The strength of Huajin in the middle and late stages of Huajin is completely two levels, and it is completely incomparable.

Chu Lingyun's fist suddenly blasted Yan Zheng's palm away. While his empty door was wide open, he suddenly stepped up close to his body, and his right hand hit Yan Zheng's chin from bottom to top.

At the same time, he bent his elbow and pushed forward hard.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, Yan Zheng retreated several steps, and a wisp of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Chu Lingyun shook his head indecisively.

I have to say that Yan Zheng is worthy of being the best among the Shaolin generation. He is indeed good at both hands and has a very fast and quick response.

Just now, while Chu Lingyun pushed his elbow out, Yan Zheng's chest slightly shrank back, and successfully avoided the fatal blow with a slight difference.

Yan Zheng wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with violent murderous intent, and suddenly he smiled with a ferocious face:

"No, not bad, I actually hurt me with my cultivation level in the later stage of Huajin. This boxing technique and body refining technique are worthy of being a good thing that I like!"

"Is that so? Say what you want, I'll let you experience it well." Chu Lingyun raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled indifferently.

"Haha!" Yan Zheng chuckled, then slowly twisted his neck, "Chu Lingyun, you are really good, giving me unprecedented pressure!"

"To be fair, if you give you another year or two, it may be difficult for anyone to suppress you. Unfortunately, you met me today, and I have to say that this is your sorrow."

As his words slowly fell, the momentum on his body began to gradually change.

A powerful and solid air pressure slowly rose.

The wide monk's robe automatically started to roar without wind.

The solid wood ring under your feet seemed to be squeezed by some gravity, making a creaking sound, as if it could collapse at any time.
Chapter completed!