Chapter 162: Vulnerable

"Ahh

The wails were overflowing, and Zhang Fengjiu's screams were like a bell, echoing in the huge boxing arena for a long time, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Zhang Fengjiu has practiced martial arts all his life, and has suffered countless wounds, and for people in martial arts, it is common for him to be injured and bleed.

However, Zhang Fengjiu has never been in pain as much as he is today.

As Ji Haotian's palm gradually increased its strength, Zhang Fengjiu's fist was directly deformed, but the pain was not limited to his hand.

At this moment, Zhang Fengjiu felt like a broken glass doll, and every nerve around his body was filled with unbearable heart-wrenching pain.

A thousand cuts.

It's like Ling Chi.

"Goo-dong!"

Zhang Fengjiu, who could no longer bear the severe pain, weakened his knees and fell heavily in front of Ji Haotian.

The audience was silent, and the spectators in the seats, looking at the scene in the middle of the ring, all opened their eyes wide, and they were shocked to the extreme, and they had fallen into dementia.

"No, no, no, Master, he actually ...... He's going to lose?"

Offstage, many of Zhang Fengjiu's disciples were also shocked.

In their hearts, Zhang Fengjiu is the pinnacle of martial arts!

He is the undefeated god of war!

It is also the myth and belief in the hearts of all the disciples of the Sifang Building!

But at this moment, Zhang Fengjiu, the invincible god of war who had retreated countless enemies, was actually countered by a young man in his twenties under the blow of all his strength!

I don't even have the power to fight back!

On the ring, the corners of Zhang Fengjiu's remaining three bodyguards were beating in the corners of their eyes, and their hearts were in turmoil.

Ji Haotian was actually able to take over the glazed fire fist that Zhang Fengjiu had studied all his life, what kind of power is this?

At this moment, they have the heart to step forward to protect the Lord, but their legs are like lead, and they can't move at all.

Even Zhang Fengjiu, the strongest man in the Sifang Building, knelt down in front of Ji Haotian, and rushed up by himself, how is it different from sending him to death?

"Bang!"

On the ring, after Ji Haotian crushed Zhang Fengjiu's palm, he kicked him in the chest and kicked him to the edge of the ring, his eyes were like torches: "Today's matter, you are nothing more than a puppet, at this moment the debt you owe has been paid off, tell me, who is the person behind you, I can spare your life and no longer embarrass you!"

"You're dreaming!"

The severe pain all over his body has made Zhang Fengjiu's face constantly drip beads of sweat, Zhang Fengjiu claims to be the first person in Yunzhou martial arts, and has always been arrogant and conceited, but today, all his dignity has been crushed by Ji Hao's birth, and the shame in his heart is even far greater than the pain in his body, and his eyes are about to split: "I, Zhang Fengjiu, have never met an opponent, do you really think that just abolishing one of my hands can make me be arrested!!"

The shouting sounded, and Zhang Fengjiu's breath was shocked.

Immediately after, his exposed skin swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood vessels under the skin were clearly visible, and there seemed to be an undercurrent constantly surging, and his right hand, which had been shattered, was propped up with his true qi.

"Stubborn. โ€

Ji Haotian saw Zhang Fengjiu's state, and there was a touch of disdain in his eyes.

In just a moment, Zhang Fengjiu's side was already blowing strong winds, and a layer of white mist gradually surrounded him, this layer of mist was caused by his internal force around him and transforming into shape, although it seemed soft, but in fact it was domineering, if ordinary people came into contact with this layer of internal force barrier, their bodies could be directly shattered like mud.

Not only that, after the master of the martial arts is transformed into an internal force, it can also form an excellent defense, once in the battle of the border pass, there was a son of a martial arts family who joined the army, and once carried a cannonball through the strong power of the internal force transformation.

First of all, the internal force that is transformed into the body will disappear permanently, to put it bluntly, the internal gas transformation is to use one's own skills for several years, or even decades of strength to concentrate in a battle, usually in a desperate fight, and with a long fight, the warrior is very easy to die of exhaustion.

At this moment, Zhang Fengjiu's internal strength is released, which is a life-saving move.

"Hulala!"

The internal force was agitated, Zhang Fengjiu's coat was instantly burst by the bulging muscles, and the next moment, his eyes were red, and his eyes when he looked at Ji Haotian were already full of endless killing intent: "Huangkou Xiaoer! Today, you have repeatedly insulted me and ruined my reputation in my life, I will let you use your life to apologize to me!"

Faced with Zhang Fengjiu's already mad state, as well as the boundless anger that had almost turned into a shape, Ji Haotian didn't say anything.

Only, the corners of the mouth are raised.

Laughed!

When Zhang Fengjiu had exhausted his life's work and was ready to die with Ji Haotian, the other party was not only fearless, but also showed a mockery.

There is no need for any words to provoke, Ji Haotian's smile has already made Zhang Fengjiu feel the most serious ridicule in his life.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Zhang Fengjiu kicked on the boxing ring, turned into a remnant rainbow and attacked Ji Haotian, at this moment, he no longer cared about life or death, his only wish was to let this young man who didn't know the height of the sky fall in front of him.

Today, even if it is death, Zhang Fengjiu will see Ji Haotian fall to the ground a moment before closing his eyes, revealing a desperate look.

It's a pity, compared to Ji Haotian.

Zhang Fengjiu's cultivation is, after all, a grasshopper shaking a tree.

In an instant, Zhang Fengjiu had already jumped high and struck out with a punch.

Zhang Fengjiu's punch is not an entity.

Before the person arrived, a huge fist shadow that had gathered by true qi and faintly flickered with fire had already appeared in mid-air.

The giant fist and wrist, like the size of a car, smashed towards Ji Haotian.

Murderous!

This is a punch that gathers Zhang Fengjiu's life's strength, not to mention people, even rhinoceros and giant elephants, it is difficult to withstand its power.

"Boom!"

Before Zhang Fengjiu's punch came into contact with Ji Haotian, the strong wind had already lifted off the protective net around the boxing ring, and then the boxing ring under everyone's feet also fell apart and began to collapse.

Martial artist cultivation is such a horror!

The physical body alone can create extraordinary power!

"Hulala!"

As the ground around the ring began to crack, the crowd in the stands woke up like a dream and began to run out of the gym.

Flash.

The huge fist of the true qi transformation had flashed in front of Ji Haotian's body, and where it passed, everything on the stage was shattered and turned into powder.

"Stubborn resistance, not self-sufficient. โ€

Ji Haotian faced the blow that Zhang Fengjiu had exhausted his life's strength, stood still, and sneered.

With a wave of his hand, a substantial palm shadow spread out.

Soft and gentle.

Compared with Zhang Fengjiu's domineering fist power, it seems that there is no attack power.

"Brush!"

A moment later, the fist peak struck, and the two afterimages collided violently.

It didn't spread.

However, Zhang Fengjiu's fist shadow condensed with his life's internal qi was like a soap bubble in the sun, which was shattered in an instant, disappearing and invisibly.

No attack damage was observed.

However, the disciples of the Sifang Building, who were closest to the boxing ring, and many bodyguards, all of them bleed and died violently.

"Poofโ€”"

The shadow of the fist shattered, Zhang Fengjiu's body shook, sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist, and his eyes immediately froze: "Who are you, you are young, how can you have such a strong internal force?"

Before punching, Zhang Fengjiu had absolute confidence, the punch just now, let alone a person, even if it was a wall, was enough to collapse, but Ji Haotian, how could he catch it alive without preparation?

"Put away your!"

Ji Haotian's figure moved, and the ruins of the boxing ring were immediately shrouded in a thick aura of slaughter, and in just a moment, Ji Haotian had already appeared in front of Zhang Fengjiu: "I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it!"

The sound is like a bell.

Mighty as the Ten Temples of Yama.

Unique.