While everyone was talking and speculating, the competition began.
"Waste, kneel down and lick my shoes, I may be able to spare your life as a second brother!"
Qin Fen walked forward with a cruel smile, a pair of iron fists rattled, and an astonishing momentum emanated from the clenched fists, like the sonorous sound of two heavy hammers.
When a cat catches a mouse, it will not bite it to death at once, but will slowly play with it until it dies little by little.
Qin Fen is now enjoying this process of playing, he wants to play Qin Chen little by little to despair in order to satisfy his perverted psychology.
"Really? It's a pity that even if you kneel down and lick the soles of my feet now, I won't spare you. "
Qin Chen looked at Qin Fen indifferently, this ignorant person, I am afraid that he didn't know that he was already in a catastrophe.
"Look for death!"
Qin Chen's expression angered Qin Fen, and with a movement of his feet, Qin Fen instantly crossed a distance of five or six meters, and slammed his fist at Qin Chen with a cruel smile.
Bang!
The air in front of him exploded, and a vortex of strength appeared in front of Qin Chen, engulfing him with a fist like a wave.
"Huh? Qin Fen's cultivation has improved a lot, and he is a little stronger than Wei Zhen, but unfortunately he is still too weak. "
In the face of Qin Fen's fierce attack, Qin Chen took it all in, his hands were like playing a pipa, he hugged a semicircle, and pushed out horizontally with one palm.
Rumble!
The violent energies collided with each other, and an amazing explosion sound was heard, and the entire ground seemed to shake.
"What?"
In the midst of the smoke and dust, Qin Fen's body was like hitting a mountain, and he suddenly stopped, and there was a sharp shock from his internal organs, and his eyes were shocked.
How could Qin Chen's strength be so strong?
"King of the World's Fist!"
With a roar, Qin Fen's eyes were hideous, the bones in his body made a crackling and popping sound, and his entire body suddenly swelled by a point, and he slammed into Qin Chen with a punch.
Rumble!
The hurricane rushed into the sky, and a ten-level gale swept out of the ring, and the smoke and dust swept out wildly.
"Carving insect skills, break!"
Qin Chen pushed out with one palm, which seemed to be slow and fast, colliding with Qin Fen's iron fist.
Bang!
The furious energy rushed out in a circle centered on the two of them, and many students' hair flew up under the ring, and in the midst of the explosive energy, Qin Chen's body was immovable, like a rock, on the other hand, Qin Fen couldn't stand the huge recoil, and kicked back two steps.
"It can't be!"
Qin Fen's eyes widened, and with a punch he did with all his might, he was stopped by Qin Chen so easily, what are you kidding?
"Weak, too weak, just this little bit of cultivation, and you still want me to beg for mercy?!"
Qin Chen clapped his palms, dusted off the dust stuck to the corners of his clothes, and said with a mocking expression, everyone was stunned, this kid is too good at pretending, it's strange that Qin Fen can stand it.
"Ahh
Hearing this, Qin Fen was really furious, jumping like thunder, he roared and roared, bang, his feet kicked the ground, and a pair of iron fists poured out like raging waves.
"Thirteen Stacks of Wave Fists!"
Bang bang!
The sharp fist power exploded the air, shaking the entire ring rumbling, and a fist shadow suddenly appeared in front of Qin Fen, like a tsunami erupting, rolling forward, shaking everyone's eardrums and changing the color of the heavens and the earth.
At the players in the audience, a student beside Wei Zhen looked shocked, and immediately said proudly: "Wei Zhen, Qin Chen, who you are optimistic about, is going to lose this time, thirteen stacks of wave boxing, but the killing move created by King Dingwu of Qin Mansion to fight in the sand is said to be refined from a Xuan-level high-grade boxing method, although the grade is only yellow-level upper-grade, but the power is comparable to the Xuan-level inferior martial arts, under this martial art, Qin Fen's fist power has skyrocketed at least three times, and Qin Chen will undoubtedly be defeated." "
"Not necessarily!" Wei Zhen stared at the field, his eyes unblinking.
Qin Fen's punch, he boasted that he couldn't take it, but the fear in his heart told him that Qin Chen would definitely be able to follow, there was no reason, just intuition.
In the audience, Qin Yong showed surprise on his face, leaned over and said excitedly: "Madam, I didn't expect that Young Master Fen had practiced all the thirteen stacks of wave boxing, it seems that this game, Young Master Fen has won." "
Previously, Qin Chen had repeatedly blocked Qin Fen's attacks, which made Qin Yong's heart slightly apprehensive, but now that he saw Qin Fen display this set of martial arts, he suddenly felt a big sigh in his heart.
"Qin Yuechi's cheap waste, how can it be compared with Fen'er!" Zhao Feng had a smile on his face and said coldly.
In the audience below, Qin Yuechi's eyes showed worry and nervousness.
What is the power of the thirteen stacks of wave fists created by her father, she knows very well, it belongs to the legendary military road killing boxing, which is specially used to kill the enemy on the battlefield, once the opponent can't resist it, the overlapping fist strength will be like a flood that bursts the embankment, unscrupulous, until the opponent is blasted into pulp.
"Chen'er, don't be reluctant, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!" Qin Yuechi clenched her hands and muttered in her mouth, because of nervousness, her body even leaned forward slightly, as if she was about to rush into the ring.
In addition to them, there are masters on the stage who know the goods, and they are all solemn at this time, and they all let out a low shout.
If Qin Chen can't resist this move, he will either die or be disabled.
Qin Chen didn't know Qin Yuechi's worries, for him, although these thirteen stacks of wave fists were good, if they wanted to hurt him, they were still 108,000 miles away.
It's just that he doesn't want to defeat Qin Fen at once, give the other party hope, and then give him despair, so that the other party can feel what a real collapse is.
With a sneer, Qin Chen's fists were crossed across his chest, like a rock in a torrent, resisting Qin Fen's serial attacks.
Bang bang!
The roar resounded one after another, and under Qin Fen's stormy attack, every time, Qin Chen seemed to be unable to resist, but he persevered, like a sailboat on the sea, let the waves beat, always standing.
"This body method is subtle to the point of reversal, and it is definitely a subtle body method." Lingwu King Xiao Zhan gasped, his eyes were shocked.
According to the artistic conception, the body method is divided into five levels: entry, proficiency, subtlety, subtlety and perfection, generally a genius of this level can reach the 'proficient' is already very amazing, but Qin Chen has actually reached the subtle level, he has lived so big, it is the first time to see such a genius.
"Sure enough, it's a subtle-level body method." Dean Chu Weichen on the side heard the low cry of Xiao Zhan, the king of Lingwu, and also looked at it intently, and almost didn't stand up in surprise.
At such a young age, he can practice his body to the smallest level, and he can no longer be called a genius, but a demon, a demon that should not exist in this world.
Qin Fen's face was gloomy, at this moment he had already thrown ten punches, but the other party still showed no signs of defeat, Qin Chen's terrifying was beyond his expectations.
"I don't believe it."
With an unwilling roar, Qin Fen urged the true qi in his body to the extreme, and the last three punches were swung out at the same time, all in one go.
Rumble!
At the same time, a violent red scorching wave rose from Qin Fen's body.
It was the power of his awakened bloodline.