After taking a look at Ling Yun, Wu Meng jumped and jumped directly to the competition stage.

Lingyun followed behind.

As the two of them settled, the scene of Feiying Yingtian suddenly became quiet.

Everyone knows that the real battle is finally about to begin.

"Lingyun, I haven't seen it before. You are not simple. In just a few days, you have become much stronger again, but it's still a little worse than me."

Wu Meng stared at Ling Yun and made a gentle sound from his mouth.

"Wumeng, you are not weak either. If you are not strong enough, you just can't recognize your own strength. Are the Black Iron Order ready?"

Ling Yun seemed very calm.

"Haha, I keep the black iron with me, I'm afraid you will lose your life."

Wu Meng's eyes condensed, and his whole body became very excited.

I saw that it seemed like lightning, and in a moment his body had already bullied him. A wave of pressure surged out of his body, pressing against Ling Yun's body tightly. Then he smashed his fist at Ling Yun's head without any fancy.

Wu Meng's punch seems ordinary.

But Ling Yun could clearly feel that his fist power condensed into sharp blades around his fist. Even a thousand pounds of stones could not resist the destructive power of his punch.

Moreover, as the fist hit, a breeze happened to blow by. With the help of the wind, the fist became as fast as a tiger, causing the air to shake, and a slight whisper continued to burst out, becoming more and more harsh.

"Storm Fist."

With a low shout, the punch formed a storm vortex in front of Ling Yun.

As the storm swept, the fist surged again.

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, but did not retreat at all.

This Wu Meng made a powerful move when he made a move, so Ling Yun naturally would not hold back.

"Nirvana Vajra Fist."

Use fists to block each other.

Strong punches are colliding.

I saw a golden light blooming above Lingyun’s fist, roaring out like a tsunami.

But under Wu Meng's punch, it seemed that it was still a little bit short of heat.

After the collision, as the energy storm swept across, Ling Yun's body also retreated continuously, but Ling Yun was not discouraged. The Nirvana Vajra Fist was still fierce, one punch was fiercer than the other, and one punch was sharper than the other.

However, this kind of boxing technique still seemed not strong enough in the face of Wu Meng's boxing posture. It was suppressed by Wu Meng for a while, so that Ling Yun, who was originally standing in the center of the competition stage, was forced to the corner of the competition stage.

"This kid Lingyun is indeed so unbearable."

"How can a mere warrior at the first level of the Martial Realm compete with a fourth level of the Martial Realm such as Wumeng?"

"A master makes a move, and you will know if it's true as soon as you make a move. I can be sure that this battle is over."

"Damn it, I thought I could see some Century War, but I didn't expect that Lingyun would not be able to do it after a few seconds."

When everyone in the competition saw this scene, they all thought that Ling Yun would definitely lose.

At the same time, many people who thought this battle would be very exciting were undoubtedly very dissatisfied.

"Haha, Jinghong, I didn't expect that kid was so vulnerable."

Yi Hong also took the opportunity to laugh.

However, Jing Hong did not show any gloomy face because of this. He had seen Ling Yun's ten consecutive games in Tianji Peak. At that time, Ling Yun, who was at the eighth level of Xuanwu Realm, showed more than that.

"Yi Hong, what's the excitement? The good show is still coming."

Jing Hong retorted.

In fact, Jing Hong is indeed right.

The good show is really behind.

Nirvana Vajra Fist.

The most powerful one is after Nirvana, which turns into Vajra Fist. The punching force of each punch is almost several times that of the previous punch.

When Wu Meng was forced to retreat step by step, Nirvana Vajra Fist also completed the transformation of Nirvana rebirth.

In an instant, golden light surged out on his fist like a dazzling sun, extremely dazzling. At the same time, Ling Yun punched out with a punch, like a valiant man, invincible, and even the entire space on the competition stage was torn apart.

Wu Meng didn't know the essence of Nirvana Vajra Fist, and thought that Ling Yun could be defeated with one punch, but he never expected that after his punch hit Ling Yun's Vajra Fist, it would be like falling on the iron wall of the copper wall. His entire arm was subjected to a huge impact, and his arm was numb in an instant, but his body retreated from one side of the competition platform to the other side, and almost fell down.

His body was even more turbulent by a fist force, and his qi and blood were boiling, and his breath was greatly disturbed.

"What?"

Everyone present was shocked.

Could this be... a Jedi Counterattack?

No.

This is certainly not a Jedi strike back.

This is just the beginning...

Next.

Lingyun's instant shadow was about to break out in three thousand steps, and his whole person turned into a afterimage and appeared in front of Wu Meng in a moment. Then the Nirvana Vajra Fist even more with a sound like a mountain collapse and cracking, carrying the strangling power of the crazy python strangling, and without giving Wu Meng any chance to breathe.

But Wu Meng is not a good person, and a set of body movements can also be used.

In an instant, everyone saw afterimages running around on the competition stage. No one could see how they fought clearly, but they could hear the dull collisions of various fists and palms, and the frequent explosions in the air.

This scene lasted for a long time, and in the end, both figures were shocked and their bodies fell on the edge of the competition stage.

Both of them looked a little pale, and the breath in their bodies became even more disordered.

"Ling Yun actually tied with Wu Meng?"

Someone exclaimed.

"Did you tie? You were wrong. Didn't you see Wu Meng's arms trembling all the time?"

Someone else raised objections.

Then everyone saw that Wu Meng's arms were shaking uncontrollably at this moment, and even the arms were purple and green, as if they were hit by some kind of huge force. Even Wu Meng's face became completely condensed.

He didn't expect Ling Yun's physical strength to be so strong.

"So, Ling Yun still gained a little bit of an upper hand? How is this possible?"

The crowd was stunned.

The game that Ling Yun was going to lose was turned around by Ling Yun and he had a slight advantage?

"Wumeng, isn't this strength far from enough to beat me?"

Ling Yun smiled slightly at Wu Meng.

If it weren't for Tianshu Peak and Tianji Peak, Lingyun would have regarded Wu Meng as a respectable opponent.

"I think so too, so next, I won't take it lightly."

Wu Meng's eyes condensed, and an iron axe appeared in the palm of his hand.

Above the iron axe, spiritual power surged wildly.

Wu Meng's hair is automatically without wind, like iron pillars.

"Bang."

With the iron axe in hand, Wu Meng stomped the competition platform heavily, and cracks appeared on the hard stone platform under him, and his body jumped out. The iron axe with spiritual power lingered out all the way out of the axe shadow, covering Ling Yun's body.

The shadow of the axe came all over the sky. Before it could fall on Ling Yun, the terrifying strong wind made the cracks on the entire martial arts platform collapse like spider webs, making the sound of magnificent, making everyone around them full of horror.
Chapter completed!