Yang Chen just didn't do anything, he just let go of his own momentum, but this kind of momentum was no longer something that Han Ye could withstand, and the strong impact directly caused Han Ye to be seriously injured inside his body, and his mouth was full of fishy sweetness.

The body shook violently like a spider's web in a storm.

My legs were shaking, and my knees wanted to bend uncontrollably.

Horror, extreme horror.

Gas!

Has this Yang Chen actually reached this point?

It is said that among some ancient martial arts masters, their own strength is cultivated to the extreme, and an aura that almost turns into substance can be formed around the body.

Internal force, it doesn't matter if you are really angry, you can call it whatever you want, but it's probably just that kind of thing.

The internal strength, sword qi, sword mang, and fist strength of internal cultivation are almost all of this kind of thing.

However, there are definitely few masters in this world who can form qi.

And these people, without exception, are almost all masters of the house with white hair.

How old is this Yang Chen, and he has actually cultivated his spirit?

How is this possible!

Han Ye has always been a self-proclaimed martial arts genius.

In terms of martial arts talent, no one can beat it, even his father has said that in five years at most, his strength will even reach his level, but now, there is actually a master who is stronger than himself?

Unwilling, unwilling to admit it!

Although both legs were constantly struggling, Han Ye was still desperately moving forward, at this time, even if he could only advance one centimeter further, it would be a huge success for Han Ye.

It's just that Yang Chen, at this time, chose the most cruel way to completely defeat Han Ye's efforts.

I only saw Yang Chen's body, which was originally motionless, suddenly stepped forward.

That's it.

The short distance was nothing more, but the pressure on Han Ye was multiplied at this moment.

Unable to bear it any longer, his legs bent suddenly, and his body fell to his knees with a pop.

Kneeled.

That kind of pressure is so terrifying, like a tsunami from a mountain, even if Han Ye is not a weak person, but in the face of this unprecedentedly powerful force, Han Ye has no room to struggle at all, and almost all his pride was crushed into pieces at this moment.

No matter how desperately he struggled, no one was pressing his body, but his body couldn't move at all.

Kneeling down, Han Ye, who was strong and arrogant, actually knelt down at this time, God knows, at this moment, how many people around him were shocked and frightened.

It was at this time that the unprecedentedly strong pressure that had enveloped the entire venue disappeared in an instant.

Everything has returned to calm, the ground is no longer shaking, the chandelier overhead is still projecting that soft luster, in a trance, everything that happened before is just an illusion in people's hearts.

That strange feeling of confusion made almost everyone feel a little inexplicable, and even a little incomprehensible, what had just happened.

Seeing that Han Ye, who was almost completely soaked with sweat all over his body, and even if he regained his momentum, he still couldn't get up from the ground, Yang Chen snorted coldly, knowing that this time, he had caused a very strong impact on this guy.

If this person has some ability, he may be able to stand up again, but if he doesn't have that kind of toughness, he will basically be a waste person in this life.

Zhang Zihao, who was next to him, couldn't recover from that strong shock for a long time.

It's really, it's horrible.

Although Yang Chen's momentum was not aimed at him, Zhang Zihao could still feel how terrifying that power was.

Zhang Zihao finally saw the real powerful power in this world, which is completely unimaginable for people like himself.

Dragon Fist, is this the power of Dragon Fist?

This point also made Zhang Zihao's heart full of excitement, one day, will he be able to have this kind of monster-like strength?

Zhang Zihao didn't know if he could have this kind of monster-like power, but Zhang Zihao at least understood that he had seen a bright avenue.

There was silence all around, and no one made the slightest sound.

The deathly repression lasted for several minutes, and the silence was broken with a burst of muttering sounds.

Gradually, the sound of muttering turned into a kind of noise.

People are talking about what just happened, a person, he didn't do anything, just relying on the momentum on his body, Han Ye, who was actually oppressed, knelt on the ground and couldn't get up, what kind of power was that.

It's just too strong.

It's really hard to imagine that there is such a terrible power in this world.

Although a long time has passed, everything that just happened is still echoing in everyone's mind.

Even Xiao Mei was dumbfounded.

The longer she lived with Yang Chen, the less Xiao Mei found out that she knew about Yang Chen.

How many secrets is hidden in this man?

Yang Chen didn't care about other people's opinions, and walked straight to a corner, holding a glass of wine in his hand, drinking quietly, not caring about other people's opinions of him at all.

This is already Yang Chen's mercy.

If this were not the case, what Yang Chen did might be even more exaggerated.

As for Han Ye, no one would pay attention. That's a loser.

I don't know how long it took, but Han Ye finally struggled to get up from the ground and left the venue in embarrassment.

Han Ye did not go home, but went to the Han family's martial arts hall.

Training ground, boxing bags.

The things that he usually trains by himself are constantly improving his strength in these places, but now, looking at those things, Han Ye can't raise the slightest interest.

Han Ye knew that deep in his heart, something had been ruthlessly crushed into pieces by that monster.

In the martial arts hall, even at night, there are still people training hard.

These were all disciples in the Han Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, and when they saw Han Ye, their faces looked a little weird, and these people could see that Han Ye seemed to have suffered a huge impact, and he was obviously depressed.

"Han Ye, what's going on?" a man in his thirties came to Han Ye and asked in a deep voice.

Han Ye raised his head and glanced at this person, this person's name was Zhang Yang.

The eldest disciple of the Han Clan Martial Arts Pavilion has been practicing in the Han Clan Martial Arts Pavilion for even longer than Han Ye.

At the same time, he was also the only person in the Han Clan's Martial Arts Hall who Han Ye did not have the confidence to defeat except for his father.

This is also a very gifted person, this talent, not his brain, but his body.

This guy has been as strong as a cow since he was a child.

Innate divine power, although learning tricks and the like is very slow, but with the addition of strong power, the offensive is also super strong, and once directly exploded the sandbag with one punch.

To put it bluntly, this is a barbarian, a barbarian.

Because of the cherishing of talents, although it is a secret that the Han family does not pass on to the stele hand, Han Shuo still taught Zhang Yang some simple means a little.

Subtle things have been hidden, and Zhang Yang can't learn them.

But those simple means are just right for Zhang Yang, the big stele is known for its strength, and with Zhang Yang's natural divine power, almost no one can beat it.

Even if it is Han Ye, if he fights with Zhang Yang, he must not let Zhang Yang touch his body, otherwise, he will be crushed.

Usually, Han Ye often fights with Zhang Yang.

But now, Han Ye was not interested at all, he just barely raised his head, and a miserable smile appeared on his face.

"Big Brother ......"

"What do you think of your strength?"

Zhang Yang was stunned: "Very strong, I am not afraid of anyone, even if it is you, I have the confidence to defeat." ”

In normal times, Han Ye would definitely be stimulated to be competitive and have a good fight with Zhang Yang, but now, Han Ye is weak.

"Really?"

"But, all of a sudden, I realized that the power we have is completely garbage, ahahaha, no, it's not even garbage......"

"Today, I finally saw what is really powerful, hahaha, it turns out that we are self-righteous and powerful, but it is just a child's ...... playing house" Tears continued to roll down Han Ye's face.

The sorrow that follows the destruction of self-confidence.