Chapter 162: Look at me three points and return to vitality!

In the ring area, the situation of Yu Shu and Du Ziteng went from the beginning to the fierce, and it only took two minutes.

It seems that neither of them wants to fight a delay battle, but uses all their strength at the beginning, wanting to separate the winner as soon as possible.

Yu Shu punched out, like a golden comet, and actually brought a series of sonic booms in mid-air, and the power was terrifying.

Du Ziteng's cloud-draining palm was also not to be outdone, and wisps of white mist formed a palm print, which vibrated out and surged.

"Boom!"

The golden comet collided with the cloud giant palm, and two powerful spiritual powers exploded, and a loud bang suddenly erupted.

At this moment, the palm print dissipated, the fist momentum was annihilated, and the powerful and terrifying spiritual power suddenly surged and spread around, forming a circle of aftermath of the qi waves.

Such a huge momentum even spread outside the ring, causing everyone who had already finished their battle to look sideways, and soon gathered around Yu Shu and Du Ziteng's ring.

At this time, Yu Shu and Du Ziteng fought together again.

Du Ziteng has awakened his spiritual consciousness for two years, and his spiritual strength is C-level, and his physical fitness has been transformed and improved under the cultivation of spiritual power.

Although Yu Shu said that he had awakened the time period, his spiritual strength had already reached the B level, and he had forcibly absorbed a lot of pure spiritual power, and his physical fitness was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he spent two months of devil special training in the hands of Hua Ye and Xiao Lori, and he also made great progress in combat awareness and fighting.

I saw that in the ring, the fists flew up, the legs were continuous, and the strong spiritual power fluctuations were scattered, and the two of them were evenly matched for a while.

"Haha, happy!"

Du Ziteng suddenly shouted, his face was full of excitement, his eyes were full of fiery intent, and he roared wildly: "Brother Yu, you have to work harder, otherwise I will win!"

"Huh. ”

Yu Shu sneered and mocked: "Have you forgotten that I still have the Nether Seal? ”

"Uh......"

Du Ziteng's face was stunned, and then he said angrily: "You just said that you don't need the Netherworld Seal, you can't be tricked. ”

"Joke, do I have to say it?"

Yu Shu grinned, suddenly retreated half a step, and shouted, "Nether Seal, Town!"

Du Ziteng was suddenly startled and hurriedly retreated.

Who knew that there was a shadow of the Netherworld Seal in front of him, but Yu Shu took the opportunity to attack suddenly, and smashed Du Ziteng on the nose with a punch.

"Shhh ”

Du Ziteng suddenly gasped, only to feel that his nose was sour, and his tears and snot almost flowed out for a while, and he couldn't help but be furious, and said, "Hey, it's too much!"

"Excessive? ”

Yu Shu laughed and attacked again.

Its offensive was as continuous as rain hitting plantains, and for a while, Du Ziteng was crushed and could only barely parry, and he had no power to fight back at all.

"Your uncle's ...... Pai Yun Palm!"

Du Ziteng shouted angrily, slapped out with one palm, and the white mist-like spiritual power condensed, surging and swept towards Yu Shu.

Yu Shu's face remained unchanged, and he instantly punched out: "Beidou God Fist!"

The golden fist rushed in, colliding with the clouds and mist, and two completely different spiritual powers suddenly exploded, and the aftermath was terrifying.

Both took two steps back and stood opposite each other again.

Du Ziteng's face turned dark, and he couldn't help shouting: "Do you want to be embarrassed? This is obviously the Tianma Comet Fist just now, right?! What are you shouting the Beidou God Fist?!"

"I can shout whatever I want. ”

Yu Shu pursed his lips, and another punch of golden light burst out: "Beidou God Fist!"

Du Ziteng slapped out with a palm: "Wind God Legs!"

The fierce and powerful spiritual power exploded again, causing layers of aftermath.

"Hey, it's too much, I'm still shouting boxing moves, what kind of wind god legs are you shouting with your palm?"

"I'm willing, can I handle it?"

Du Ziteng rolled his eyes as he learned from Yu Shu, and then slapped out another palm, shouting: "Three points return to the vitality!"

Not to be outdone, Yu Shu brazenly punched: "Kanglong has no regrets!"

"Juhe Lion Elegy!"

"Wind Escape: Spiral Shuriken!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of explosions rang out, deafening.

And everyone gathered outside the ring all looked at the two Yu Shu inside with dull expressions, and the corners of their mouths twitched one by one, as if they were down.

Including the referee on the ground, there was an urge to rush in and beat these two guys wildly.

Are you guys fighting?

It's like a joke!

It's exactly the same move, why do you have to shout so many strange names?

Fengyun, Saint Seiya, Tenryu Babu, One Piece, and Naruto are all messed in?

Are there any bonuses?!

Yes?!

Of course, the two of them, who were in the middle of a fierce battle, couldn't hear the voices of everyone outside.

The explosions again and again caused the spiritual power in the ring to rage wildly, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, and even the enchantment of the ring was almost too late to dissolve.

I saw that Du Ziteng's face was slightly pale, obviously consumed a lot, and he already showed signs of exhaustion, and began to gasp for breath.

Yu Shu is a little better, but it also consumes a lot, and the spiritual power fluctuation is no longer as terrifying as just now.

"Let's divide the winner!"

Du Ziteng's face was solemn, and he shouted loudly: "Take me a move, Demon Penetration!"

Before the words fell, Du Ziteng summoned all the remaining spiritual power, and suddenly slapped his palm, and the clouds and mist surged wildly, looming the momentum of the dragon, which was more terrifying than all the attacks just now.

Gotcha, even the Dragon Balls are out!

So will this product use Turtle School Qigong or Yuan Qi Bomb?

Everyone had dark faces, black lines on their foreheads, and they all looked at Yu Shu.

I saw that Yu Shu's face was indifferent, and he didn't show any surprise in the face of that terrifying palm, but slowly hooked a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then lightly spit out a few words: "Nether Seal...... Town!"

"Buzz ......"

A buzzing sound came suddenly.

I saw a golden light flash from Yu Shu's heart, soaring into the air, and then suddenly becoming larger, turning into the size of a grinding plate.

The terrifying coercion fell from the sky, even making the air become solemn, and even the raging spiritual power was slightly suffocated.

"I'll go!"

Du Ziteng was suddenly shocked, only to feel that the powerful and terrifying coercion suddenly came, making his body seem to be pressed against a mountain in an instant.

There was no time to think about it at all, Du Ziteng suddenly changed his move when he couldn't make a move, and the dragon in the rolling clouds gave up the rest of the words, and instantly went straight to the sky, rushing towards the Netherworld Seal that slowly fell in the sky.

"Useless ......"

Yu Shu smiled indifferently and stood in place quietly looking at the scene in front of him.

Sure enough, the mighty and ferocious cloud dragon crashed into the golden Nether Seal, but it was like winter snow meeting the summer sun, and like a hot table knife inserted into butter, it melted in an instant, without the slightest ability to resist.

Du Ziteng's face was bloodless for a moment, and he looked up at the sky blankly.

With an unrivaled majesty, the Nether Seal continued to fall slowly.

The terrifying pressure like a mountain suddenly increased, causing Du Ziteng's body to sink, his legs bent, and he was almost on his knees.

I saw that his face was almost bloodless, he gritted his teeth, raised his hands, and the little remaining spiritual power in his body began to pour out wildly, but he still couldn't stop it for a second.

The Nether Seal continued to be slowly suppressed.

With an unrivaled majesty, the Nether Seal continued to fall slowly.

The terrifying pressure like a mountain suddenly increased, causing Du Ziteng's body to sink, his legs bent, and he was almost on his knees.

I saw that his face was almost bloodless, he gritted his teeth, raised his hands, and the little remaining spiritual power in his body began to pour out wildly, but he still couldn't stop it for a second.

The Nether Seal continued to be slowly suppressed.

"I ......"

Du Ziteng's face was already red, and he finally sat down on the ground, the green tendons on his neck were exposed, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, after a long time, he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat!"