Chen Yuan's words are like telling a joke.

Someone in the surrounding crowd was already laughing.

"This guy's brain is broken, he actually wants Nie Junlong to admit defeat by himself?"

"Hahaha, he's here to be funny. ”

Mi Le and Yang Wanli looked at each other, and their hearts were devastated. They were expecting Chen Yuan to take the initiative to admit defeat so that he could avoid fighting Nie Junlong, but when the words came out of his mouth, they suddenly changed into another meaning. Both of them panicked for a while, and they didn't know what to do at all.

Liang Ying stroked her forehead with a smile, "Who gave you the courage to say such things......

A shallow smile rose at the corner of Nie Junlong's mouth, "Your words remind me of an old man, who said the same thing to me five years ago. It's a pity that this sentence became the last words of his life. ”

He raised his head and sighed, "I can't imagine that after five years, there is a second person in this world who dares to say this to me." There was a hint of killing intent in his eyes, and he looked at Chen Yuan, and said in a low voice: "I'm curious, looking at your appearance, you shouldn't even have the slightest foundation in martial arts, what do you want to fight me?"

For Chen Yuan, these messes didn't matter at all. Hu Wei is already strong, Yang Wanli is stronger, and Nie Junlong may be indescribably stronger. But it doesn't matter, because this is just the world in the eyes of ordinary people, and in Chen Yuan's eyes, they only have one common name, and that is the living.

As long as you are human, you will definitely die.

But Chen Yuan is different.

He didn't know what he was anymore.

The two resurrections and the changes that occurred in his body after waking up out of control made him very clear about what kind of power he had in his body. It's true that he doesn't understand those martial arts, exercises and things like that, but how can it be? All the techniques are ultimately aimed at hitting the enemy, so as long as he can dodge and hit, then he can naturally win.

Chen Yuan scratched his hair and deliberately said in an impatient tone: "It's like ants can't understand humans, although there are some things that we can't see, it doesn't mean that they don't exist." The gap between us cannot be seen with the naked eye, and neither can words explain it. So let's not waste time, finish early, I still have something to do. ”

Nie Junlong raised his right hand and looked down, "Your name is Chen Yuan?"

Chen Yuanmian nodded without changing his color, "It's me." ”

"Good, good ......"

Nie Junlong clenched his right fist, "Next, let's see what the so-called real gap means." For this punch, I only used one percent of my strength. ”

As the words fell, he took the first step towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan twisted his wrist and shook his shoulder casually, "Don't don't, I suggest you use all your strength, otherwise I'm really worried that I will accidentally punch you to death." He said this with some sincerity, as if things were really going to be as he said.

Nie Junlong still walked forward slowly, "What you said, I, Nie someone, remembered it." He didn't say this loudly, but it invisibly produced a huge deterrent effect. Without any fancy moves, he threw a punch.

The fierce wind accompanied his entire arm with a whistling sound, and Chen Yuan stood in place and blinked his eyes slowly. In the field of vision, Nie Junlong's fist seemed to have turned into a slide frame by frame, and his entire movement was clearly mastered by Chen Yuan.

This punch was aimed at Chen Yuan's head, and at the moment when he was about to hit, Chen Yuan tilted his head slightly to the right and easily dodged. A whistling fist wind blew down his cheek, and then hit the air completely.

Chen Yuan looked at Nie Junlong intently, he didn't rush to fight back, just maintained the posture of dodging the punch just now. A hint of surprise flashed in Nie Junlong's eyes, and his right fist still stopped in mid-air.

The onlookers looked at the two people in the circle in disbelief, and more eyes were already focused on Chen Yuan.

"Got out of the ......"

"He dodged?"

"Nie Junlong didn't hit ......"

"How is this possible?"

Mi Le and Yang Wanli opened their mouths unconsciously, and their whole bodies trembled slightly. Others may not understand, but Yang Wanli knows it very well in his heart. Although Nie Junlong's punch just now seemed random, the power contained in it was far greater than he imagined. If Chen Yuan had been replaced by someone else, he might have passed out by now.

Yang Wanli frowned, and his expression was a little confused.

Obviously he doesn't have any foundation in martial arts, how did he do it......

Also with this question, there is Liang Ying standing on the second floor.

Her eyes, which were already big, were now wide open.

"How the hell did he dodge? Is he really an ordinary person?"

The man next to him didn't seem to expect that the things in front of him could develop like this, his expression was extremely puzzled, and he kept shaking his head gently, "It's strange, it's impossible for him to dodge......"

Nie Junlong stood up straight and slowly retracted his fists, he looked at Chen Yuan, as if he was laughing at himself, "It's me Nie who underestimates the heroes of the world." After saying this, his eyes widened suddenly, and Sen Ran's murderous aura stirred, enveloping everyone present in an instant like a rolling wave.

"Chen Yuan, take it!"

As the words fell, Nie Junlong's right foot took a step back, his right fist contracted back, and his left hand rested on his chest, as if he had made a certain move.

The onlookers all held their breath at this moment, and there was only one thought left in their hearts, "Chen Yuan is finished......"

Liang Ying looked at Nie Junlong suspiciously, "That's ......"

The man next to him replied in a low voice: "That's right, that's the starting style of Lei Yin's Seven Kills." ”

"Is it the one that once killed Sun Changhai with one punch?"

"Yes. ”

"Will he survive then?"

"Nie Junlong has already moved to kill, and now no one can save him. ”

While the two were talking, Nie Junlong's figure seemed to disappear out of thin air, and he suddenly flashed to Chen Yuan's left side. No one could see exactly how the footwork under his feet moved. His right fist began to swing, and he flashed to Chen Yuan's right side again. With his right fist constantly approaching, his figure flashed around Chen Yuan one after another.

I don't know if it's because of this punch, but there is a faint sound of stabbing and stabbing in the air, as if there is an electric current passing through. The illusory fist shadow suddenly grew larger, as if something had been torn apart.

Chen Yuan's eyes followed Nie Junlong's figure from side to side, although he was moving so fast that others couldn't see it clearly, but for Chen Yuan, it was probably like the difference between sixteen times and twelve times slow, and he could still see it clearly.

Nie Junlong's right fist was aimed at Chen Yuan's chest, Chen Yuan thought about it, he decided to harden this punch, he was a little curious, how much power this punch could have.

There was a suffocating sound in the air, and Chen Yuan grabbed Nie Junlong's right fist with his left hand. The force of nearly one hundred kilograms was quickly transmitted from Chen Yuan's left hand to his whole body. A trace of doubt flashed in Nie Junlong's eyes, and he swung his left fist and approached from the other side. Chen Yuan raised his right hand and grabbed his left fist in his hand again.

Nie Junlong looked at Chen Yuan's eyes, as if he couldn't figure out what was happening in front of him at all.

The audience fell into an eerie dead silence.

Everyone's eyes were as if they were about to fall out of their sockets.

Chen Yuan looked at Nie Junlong and said calmly: "Your strength is still quite strong, but I don't think it's enough." He nodded casually, "It's my turn." With both hands exerting force in vain, Chen Yuan twisted Nie Junlong's arms to the sides, and then pushed upward, and Nie Junlong's hands were swung in the air.

Chen Yuan clenched his right fist and hesitated for a moment, he controlled his strength at about fifty percent, and then swung it out. A hundred kilograms of strength came with a overwhelming momentum.

Realizing that Chen Yuan's punch was not trivial, although the shock in his heart was still stimulating his cranial nerves, Nie Junlong still forcibly crossed his hands in front of his chest.

Chen Yuan didn't change the route of his fist, he directly hit Nie Junlong's arm with his fist. The unimaginable power exploded in an instant, and the pain followed.

Even though he had already reduced the force of this punch with both hands, Nie Junlong still felt that his chest had been affected a lot. With the huge impact of this punch, he couldn't suppress his feet against the ground and slid backwards more than three meters away.

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then the small sounds of insects began to grow louder and louder.

"He caught Nie Junlong's two punches and knocked him out......"

"He's so strong?"

"Impossible, there must be something wrong......"

It seemed that goosebumps were crawling all over her body, and Liang Ying's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Block, and then you can fight back......" In the puzzled vision, the unusually ordinary-looking young man was blinking his eyes as if he was thinking, without the slightest nervousness or panic.

"Is this some kind of martial art?"

The man behind him was puzzled, "It's like, it's just a simple instinctive reaction of the body......"

"What ......"

Nie Junlong stared at Chen Yuan's eyes tightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became thicker and thicker, "After so many years, you are the first person who can force me to use the second move of Lei Yin's Seven Kills." He raised his head and laughed twice, "Happy, happy!"

He roared twice, his eyes gradually sharpened, "Chen Yuan, I, Nie, admit that you are indeed very strong, but next, everything will be different." ”

He clenched his hands into fists, his arms sinking down, and suddenly, his muscles seemed to skyrocket. His body slowly squats, with his left foot in front and his right foot behind to form a posture similar to a horse step. The right fist was stretched out towards Chen Yuan, and the tiger mouth of the left hand was against the wrist of the right hand.

Exhaling slowly, he didn't speak again.

A gust of wind appeared out of thin air in the hall, and in an instant, Nie Junlong appeared in front of Chen Yuan's eyes.