Chapter 198: The Dark Power of the Inch Fist (Subscription Requested)
(Today is the 27th day of June in the lunar calendar, my birthday, the results are dismal, tearfully begging for a subscription)
On the Xu family's side, Xu Zhenghua frowned, what is this guy Lu Zifeng doing, why didn't he show the spiritual power he was proud of, but simply used the spiritual power to resist the other party. This is good, not only did he not have the upper hand, but he was directly forced into the wind by the other party.
Xu Jing and the others were also nervously watching the situation in the field, obviously for some reason, the young man wanted to use his spiritual power to compete with Sun Wei, he didn't know that his spiritual power cultivation was not only inferior to Sun Wei, but his sword skills were also very bad, okay?
This guy is really crazy.
If you lose this game because of this, I'm going to teach you a good lesson. I swore before that I would just leave what I said, but I didn't know that I was talking empty words.
The more Xu Jing thought about it, the more angry she became, puffing out her small mouth, and staring angrily at Lu Zifeng in the field.
After Sun Wei picked up the Ice Spirit Snow Pattern Knife in Lu Zifeng's hand, he didn't hesitate at all, and stabbed straight into the latter's chest with a sword without any fancy skills. As long as the latter can't catch his sword, he will win this game.
Encountering this kind of crisis, Lu Zifeng did not show the slightest panic, but grinned at Sun Wei, his steps moved, and with a strange step, he came out of the Dao remnant behind him, and instantly got out of the attack range of Sun Wei's long sword.
Sun Wei's long sword castrated unabated, directly piercing Lu Zifeng's body. There was no blood splash as imagined, but "Lu Zifeng" slowly dissipated into the air under the agitation of Sun Wei's long sword. : Black ||Rock | |ι£ε³ε―ε θ΄Ήθ²»η‘ε½ηͺθ§η
"Afterimage?"
Sun Wei muttered.
That's right, at the critical moment, it was Lu Zifeng who performed the Mahayana martial arts fan shadow series and dodged Sun Wei's life-threatening sword.
"I've lost my weapon, see how you're still fighting me?"
Sun Wei sneered, his body moved, and he rushed in front of Lu Zifeng, his spiritual power surged, and with a snort, a three-inch-long sword qi emerged from the tip of the long sword, pointing directly at Lu Zifeng's chest, and his moves were ruthless, and he had no intention of keeping his hand at all.
With a bang, Lu Zifeng's feet didn't stop, and he once again performed a series of shadow steps, dragging out a long afterimage behind him, and turned to Sun Wei's back on one side, and a sneer sounded: "It's over." β
"Overlord Tiger Fist, dominate one side!"
Lu Zifeng's five fingers were bent into claws, tucked up to his waist, and his claws were like the mouth of a tiger that chose people and devoured a tiger, and suddenly burst out, and a spiritual tiger condensed outside Lu Zifeng's claws, and fiercely bit at the empty door behind Sun Wei. The claws rubbed into the air, and a powerful tiger roar was heard, and the entire arena trembled in the midst of this huge tiger roar.
With such a might, if Sun Wei was hit by a real hit, it would be absolutely impossible to retreat.
Sun Wei's face changed greatly, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead. However, he was not jealous, he quickly turned around and raised his sword in front of his chest, blocking Lu Zifeng's claws.
Clang!
The sound of gold and iron resonating sounded, and Sun Wei's wind blade sword was devoured by Lu Zifeng's spiritual power tiger, and it couldn't withstand such a huge force, and bent towards Sun Wei's chest. That arc looks quite thrilling.
Although Sun Wei used the Wind Blade Sword to resist most of the power of the Overlord Tiger Fist, he still had a lot of strength to blast Sun Wei's chest through the Wind Blade Sword.
Sun Wei snorted and hurriedly used this strength to retreat.
"Do you think you're still gone?"
Lu Zifeng sneered, bullied up, quickly approached Sun Wei's side, and shouted in his heart: "Inch fist!"
Lu Zifeng let out a low snort, stepped forward with his left foot, tied up his horse step, the green tendons on his right arm were exposed, his right hand was clenched into a fist at his waist, and the dark and deep spiritual power in his body quickly surged to his right fist, and a punch blasted towards Sun Jie's chest with a piercing sound of breaking wind. The dark spiritual power was like a raging flame, and a powerful wave emanated from it.
The punch is like the wind, and the weight is like Mount Tai!
Sun Wei had cold sweat flowing on his forehead, and a cold sweat was about to rise up behind his back, he really couldn't understand why a young man who only had the strength of the early stage of the Spirit Martial Realm was able to perform such a powerful attack.
In Sun Wei's frightened gaze, Lu Zifeng's right fist slammed into Sun Wei's chest.
Bang!
A low ** collision sound sounded, and a dark and deep shock wave, like a monstrous wave, swooped down on him with the power of destroying the world.
Sun Wei's chest was hit hard, and he was suddenly hit by such a powerful force, and the qi and blood in his body surged violently, and a mouthful of blood surged up his throat, but he was forcibly swallowed by Sun Wei.
"Boom!"
After Lu Zifeng finished this punch, he ignored Sun Wei at all, and turned around and walked directly to the arena. While walking, the young man with his back to Sun Wei slowly raised his right hand, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and a soft voice came out of the young man's mouth.
When Sun Wei didn't know why, there was a bang, and a muffled sound exploded in Sun Wei's body.
The momentum that suddenly exploded in his body made Sun Wei's face turn pale instantly, his body shook for a while, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Sun Wei's body fell weakly on the hard bluestone slab in the arena.
"Wow!"
The audience was in an uproar instantly, looking at the battle that ended suddenly, the audience was obviously a little confused, so they really didn't react, why Sun Wei, who had an advantage before, suddenly lost the game, and even Lei Xiao, who was the referee, didn't know what means Lu Zifeng used, and finally made Sun Wei completely lose his combat effectiveness.
The young man relied on his spiritual power cultivation in the early stage of the Lingwu Realm to defeat Sun Wei in the middle of the Lingwu Realm. In their eyes, the boy is simply a demonic existence.
"In the third game, Xu Jiasheng wins!"
After all, Lei Xiao did not forget his duty and announced the result of this game.
"Yay!"
When Lei Xiao announced the result, the seat where the Xu family was located suddenly erupted in shocking cheers.
Lu Zifeng did it, he really did it, their Xu family finally entered the final round of the competition of the three martial arts, they are no longer a family at the bottom of the three martial arts, and they no longer have to bear the notorious reputation of being at the bottom.
Lu Zifeng looked at the power exerted by this inch fist, and nodded with satisfaction, even he didn't expect such a result.
The inch fist that the teenager used this time is no longer the ordinary inch fist before, but the inch fist with dark energy. The cultivation method of Inch Fist originally had dark energy, but Lu Zifeng's strength was insufficient, and he couldn't even use ordinary Inch Fist well, so why talk about using dark energy. However, this problem, after Lu Zifeng was promoted to the Lingwu Realm, was easily solved, and the dark power that had been unable to display an inch fist before, now it can finally be displayed.
This is also why, Lu Zifeng beat Sun Wei directly with one move!
He originally thought that if he couldn't solve Sun Wei with an inch fist, then he would really have to use the power of the martial arts master.
In this game, Lu Zifeng was reluctant to use his spiritual power to fight, it was because he wanted to beware of Lei Yunting, the most outstanding junior of the Lei family, with Lu Zifeng's current strength, when he met the latter, Lu Zifeng did not feel that he could have a fifty percent certainty. If they know that they still have the identity of a martial arts master, if they encounter a tricky opponent like Lei Yunting, I am afraid they will have to experience a bitter battle.
If the identity of his martial arts master has not been exposed, he will be able to attack him unprepared by surprise at that time, and he will be a little more sure of defeating Lei Yunting.
Moreover, there is another important reason that in order to participate in the talisman tower fight during this period of time, his spiritual power was promoted to the realm of the martial talisman master, and in order to consolidate the realm of the martial talisman master, he almost used spiritual power in his recent battles, and if he used spiritual power to fight, it was also to prevent himself from losing the feeling of using spiritual power to fight.
On the seat of the Sun family, Sun Lei's face was pale, he really couldn't imagine that the young man suddenly reversed the situation and defeated Sun Wei. After all, in their eyes, after Sun Wei picked up the long knife in Lu Zifeng's hand before, the latter's defeat was already doomed.
As everyone knows, after the young man lost the long knife, his combat power increased geometrically, and his combat power in hand-to-hand combat was many times stronger than his knife skills. As soon as the young man came up, he used the knife technique that he was not good at, and I am afraid that one of the important reasons was to reduce Sun Wei's vigilance.
Sun Wei slowly got up from the ground, walked back to the seat of the Sun family with his head down, and did not dare to look up at Sun Lei's gaze.
"Hey...... Go ahead. β
Sun Lei sighed weakly, closed his eyes decadently, and waved his hand weakly.
"Yes. β
Sun Wei answered, walked back to his seat and used his spiritual power to heal his wounds.
Lu Zifeng walked back to the seat of the Sun family, smiled at Xu Zhenghua and the others, and a sunny smile appeared on his young face, and said, "Fortunately, I am not dishonored." β
Xu Jing looked at Lu Zifeng with a red face, trotted in front of Lu Zifeng, completely disregarding the people around her, and kept Lu Zifeng's waist, her pretty face was a little pink because of excitement, she looked very cute, and cheered: "Lu Zifeng, I love you so much." β
"Ahem. β
Even Xu Zhenghua didn't expect his daughter to make such an intimate action, and hurriedly coughed lightly next to him, signaling the latter to rein in.
Lu Zifeng was also a little overwhelmed by the eldest lady's sudden move, his hands hung on his waist, and he didn't dare to move, looking quite embarrassed.
Xu Jing heard her father's light cough, only then did she know her gaffe, and quickly let go of Lu Zifeng, lowered her head, looked at her little boots, sat back in her seat, and didn't dare to look at Lu Zifeng again, with a little daughter posture, it was too charming.
As everyone knows, at this time, a look of envy, jealousy and hatred seemed to be about to kill, staring directly at Lu Zifeng's body.
Lu Zifeng was cold, and even goosebumps rose. Lu Zifeng's gaze followed this straight gaze and found the owner of this murderous gaze, this person was Xu Tao who spoke milkily.
Lu Zifeng's scalp was numb for a while, and he knew that Xu Tao had always admired Xu Jing. Xu Tao is Xu Jing's cousin, and the blood relationship is already very weak, even if the two are married, there is no problem. This guy is miserable, this guy seems to be going to treat himself as a rival in love.
Woe to the water!
Lu Zifeng couldn't help but sigh heavily.