Yang Feng knew that not only would he not be able to catch this blow, but he might also be seriously injured by the force that hit his internal organs.

However, at this moment, he couldn't shout "admit defeat" loudly, and the strong wind pressure made him unable to speak.

The referee in the ring had already paid attention to the two of them when they struck for the third time, and they were bombarded with this kind of hard-hitting move, and once one side could not support it, it was difficult to avoid serious injuries.

As a referee, not only to decide the outcome of the game, he also has a duty to avoid unnecessary losses in the battle, and those who can enter the top 36 are undoubtedly the talents of the Tang family.

Before the seventh confrontation between Tang Zheng and Yang Feng, the referee made a decisive move, with the strength of his Condensing True Realm, the speed was beyond imagination, and he had already prepared, and instantly dodged, pushed Yang Feng away, took his place, and at the same time raised his hand to resist Tang Zheng's attack.

Boom –

The bluestone ring shook slightly, and the bluestone under Tang Zheng's feet quickly cracked, spreading like a spider web.

The referee blocked a blow and should have left the battlefield at this moment, however, Tang Zheng's seventh blow was hit with wave strength, and the follow-up attack was difficult to interrupt, and the eighth palm broke the sea strength again.

The whole coming to Taiwan seemed to be thrown into the sea, and endless energy was everywhere. This is not the power of a simple palm, but a palm that Tang Zheng absorbs the overflowing true qi of the previous fight, plus the strength that spreads after the referee resists the seventh blow, and explodes at the same time.

Rumble!

A loud bang rang out in the ring.

The referee retreated, and under the elegant movements, the right hand hidden behind him fought slightly, and a surge of energy in his chest and abdomen was forcibly pressed down by him.

Blocking the eighth blow even gave him the illusion of facing a martial artist in the same realm.

Before Tang Zheng slapped his palm, he had already reflected it, forcibly retracted the momentum of the waves that was about to hit him, and then his feet sank, his body fell slightly, and his legs sank into the broken bluestone.

It was only at this moment that onlookers from a distance noticed the situation in this ring.

Tang Zheng struck eight blows in a row, and the offensive continued, but from a distance, it was only a moment of stalemate after he and Yang Feng punched each other, and the referee suddenly made a move to resist instead of Yang Feng, so that the distant spectators knew that the stalemate between the two was not simple.

Yang Feng looked at Tang Zheng, his heart was horrified, others were a little far away, he couldn't feel Tang Zheng's strength, although he was pushed away by the referee, but he was still deep in the center of the whirlpool, and couldn't help but shout luck, if he really continued to fight with Tang Zheng, as long as the seventh blow, he would inevitably be seriously injured, as for the palm in the back, he thought about it, and felt that it was difficult to escape.

"In the second game of Group B, No. 3 Tang Zheng won!"

The referee announced the victory, and originally only called the number plate, but at this moment, Tang Zheng impressed him too deeply.

On the surface, Tang Zheng's victory over the middle level of refining with a single move of forging pulses is enough to shock the world, but the actual strength is only known to the referee himself, if it weren't for the eighth blow, he forcibly endured the internal shock and broke away from the standing circle, once the ninth blow appeared, even he might not be able to block it.

Tang Zheng stepped out of the ring, feeling that his true qi had increased slightly, but he was still far away from the impact realm, and recalling the turbulent waves and the collapse of the mountains made him have a new feeling.

Yes, at this time, he himself was not comfortable, the continuous outburst of true qi made his meridians faintly swollen and painful, but fortunately he did not send out the ninth blow, otherwise, it would be difficult for his meridians to ensure that they were safe and sound.

Tang Zheng returned to the contestant area and realized that although he and Yang Feng had not fought for a long time, they were not the fastest to end the battle.

In the first group of rings, Tang Feng easily pushed his opponent out of the ring with only the momentum he exuded, and lost convincingly.

However, the battle in the ring of Group C continued, and the two men in the battle were evenly matched, and a battle was dazzling, which made the spectators addicted.

For spectators who are generally not in a high realm, it is the fight in Group C that is the most attractive.

The first group of the ring did not fight at all, and the group B ring was also a slight stalemate after a slight confrontation, and the referee took a shot to separate the two, and then announced the winner.

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"If this Tang Zheng can't look down on the Thunder Gate, we want it from the Qingyu Gate, what does Brother Liu think?"

In the previous retreat, a group of sect elders gathered together again, and their respective attendant disciples had already gone to the scene to watch the battle, and they had less scruples when they talked to each other.

"Haha, join your Qingyu Sect and learn your soft fist technique?" A rough-looking middle-aged man shouted loudly before Liu Wanqing could speak: "Or is our Beast Sect's Hundred Beast Fist fierce and fierce, suitable for this son, what does Brother Liu think?"

Liu Wanqing was just about to speak, and someone joined in, seeing this person, Liu Wanqing could only smile bitterly.

A beautiful woman in purple got up and said, "You two don't have to fight, if the Thunder Gate doesn't want it, let him join our Lingxiu Sect, and be in the same door as Tang Lin, and have a good care for his sister and brother, Brother Tang said didn't you?"

The two elders of the Qingyu Sect and the Fu Beast Sect heard the words of the purple-clothed beauty, their expressions were slightly gloomy, in Qingyang County, the strength of the Lingxiu Sect was second only to the Thunder Gate, far above the two of them.

Tang Peng smiled, glanced at Liu Wanqing first, and then said to the beautiful woman in purple: "Tang Zheng is favored by Lingxiu Sect, but he has already spoken to Brother Liu before, and everything will be discussed after the martial arts meeting is over, and I can't agree at this moment." ”

The purple-clothed beauty frowned slightly, the warrior believed in it, she was not good at being overly persecuted, and the Tang family had a strange origin, inherited for nearly a thousand years, and the real strength was vague, it may not be something she could handle, so she changed her mind and sat down again after looking at Liu Wanqing.

Just now, he also paid attention to the situation in the ring, and was also taken aback by Tang Zheng's strength, although in the eyes of the Martial Arts Master of the Huayuan Realm, Tang Zheng's strength was nothing, but considering Tang Zheng's age and realm, such combat power was rare in a hundred years.

Liu Wanqing didn't speak at the moment, but he couldn't, otherwise he would inevitably offend everyone present: "As far as I know, Tang Zheng has not been in the Tang family in the past three years, he can have the current strength, obviously it has little to do with the Tang family, have you ever thought that it doesn't make much sense for us to compete here, what if he already has a master? Not to mention whether he is willing to defect and vote, even if he is willing, can you cultivate him as a core disciple?"

Including Tang Peng, everyone's expressions changed slightly, they really hadn't thought about this problem, Tang Peng and Tang Zheng didn't have much contact, and they didn't know much about his strength, but they simply thought that with Tang Zheng's age and qualifications when he left the family, he was afraid that it would be difficult to be accepted by the sect forces, especially since he knew from this son Tang Yuan that when Tang Zheng came back, he only had the third layer of the forging vein realm, and this strength was not like that cultivated by the sect.

As for the other people sitting here, they were even more unfamiliar with Tang Zheng, and they only knew that Tang Peng strongly recommended Tang Zheng to enter the Thunder Gate, and naturally thought that Tang Zheng had no sect.