Chapter 13: Violent Beating

"Look for death!" Seeing that Feng Xi did not dodge or dodge, but was like himself, did not use his spiritual power, and attacked nakedly, Zhan Zong showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of disdain, in his opinion, this was completely self-defeating.

The two fists collided, making a crisp sound of finger bones colliding, and the impact force spread out from it, and Zhan Zong, who was shocked, directly retreated four or five steps before barely stabilizing his body, while Fengxi, on the other hand, only stepped back a distance or two steps.

The impact dissipated, Feng Xi shook his right hand, which was a little numb, moved his lower joints, looked at Zhan Zong, who was repelled from afar, and showed a mocking smile.

Not using spiritual power is his intention, since the other party does not use spiritual power, he should not use it, if he does, with spiritual power and physical strength to match the pure physical body, isn't it better to think that he is inferior.

But to take a breath, you should also let the other party know that the people in the Great Wilderness are not the objects of slaughter.

In addition, he also wanted to test the depth of the opponent's strength, at least in terms of the confrontation just now, in terms of physical strength, he was still slightly superior, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart the benefits of the stone spirit liquid.

"How is that possible?" Zhan Zong didn't continue the pursuit, and didn't even look at Fengxi, but the whole person stayed there a little, looking at his hands that were a little red and trembling slightly, and felt a little incredible.

He has been using elixir to quench his body since he was a child, and he doesn't know how much elixir he has refined, although it is not a top-level elixir, and the medicinal effect is ordinary, but it is not within the reach of a person who grew up in a resource-scarce abandoned land.

When he bombarded with spiritual power in the cave, he only used three percent of his strength, and it was a little surprising that he didn't cause damage, but he wasn't very surprised, and the blow just now basically used the extreme strength of the physical body, and it was expected that at least the opposite arm should be abolished.

Feng Xi would not let go of such a good opportunity, taking advantage of the fact that Zhan Zong's attention was not on him, he quickly rushed forward, still did not use his spiritual power, directly close to his body, clenched his fists with both hands, and suddenly smashed towards Zhan Zong's head, the fist shadow was heavy, like a chaotic stone falling, constantly pouring down, and he was caught off guard.

Due to a momentary loss of consciousness, he was bullied by Fengxi and attacked by his side, Zhan Zong suddenly fell into a situation of hurry, passively responding to Fengxi's attack, constantly defending, moving his hands together, and struggling to defuse the attack.

In the face of Zhan Zong's defense, Feng Xi was indifferent, did not use any technical attack, was simple and rude, and smashed ten times with one force, and hammered on the opponent's arms that blocked the attack without any fancies.

Zhan Zong's physical strength was not as strong as Fengxi's, as punch after punch continued to bombard his arms, the pain was transmitted, and over time, he gradually felt a little numb, and began to slowly lose consciousness, causing the speed of his arms to become a little sluggish.

Sensing this situation, Fengxi's eyes lit up, and the whole person became extremely excited, as if he had taken hormones, and the speed of punching in his hand became faster and faster, not giving the other party any respite.

The defensive ability weakened, and Zhan Zong gradually couldn't resist Fengxi's tireless onslaught, and he retreated after being beaten, a little bead of sweat overflowed on his forehead, his teeth were clenched, and he looked unconvinced.

"Bang!"

Grabbing a few defensive gaps, Fengxi punched to the flesh, sparing no effort to bombard Zhan Zong's chest and abdomen, like a heavy stone crossing, a powerful force exploded, and the latter's body, like a broken kite, flew upside down like a broken kite, and fell heavily on the big tree behind him, making a huge collision sound, shaking the tree body to spread a crack, and the fallen leaves flew one after another.

"Poof~" After receiving a heavy blow, Zhan Zong let out a muffled snort, half-bent his body, touched his chest with his right hand, and couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood, flying all over the ground, bright red, particularly eye-catching in the green environment.

Fengxi followed closely, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, he used the strength of his whole body, and the powerful strength poured out, and it really fell on Zhan Zong's body, hitting him again and again, without the power of his backhand, more blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, staining the white clothes red.

"Enough!" Zhan Zong's face flushed, Zhan Zong couldn't bear it anymore, became angry, and shouted loudly.

As a person from the outside world, he was suppressed by a small mid-level rebel in the Heavenly Forsaken Land, unable to fight back, and wouldn't it become a laughing stock of the world.

In particular, he was ridiculed and ridiculed by himself before, and he looked down on all kinds of heaven forsaken land, but now he is pressed and beaten by the object of despispension, such a contrast, it can be said that he is extremely angry.

Since the physical body is invincible, then don't believe it, the spiritual power is still no match for you.

No longer hidden, his whole body was shocked, and his spiritual power ran wildly, covering his whole body, with an unstoppable momentum, gushing out, forming ripples in the void like water waves, constantly slapping towards Fengxi, transmitting more than ten meters away, bringing a gust of strong wind, blowing the surrounding grass and trees.

"Not enough!" Feng Xi had already prepared, he didn't regard the other party as a decent man, as a person born with a sense of superiority, he didn't believe that he could be able to use spiritual power without using spiritual power in such a aggrieved situation.

When the former used his spiritual power, Fengxi's spiritual power also ran wildly, constantly resisting the impact of the veneer, and at the same time, his hands kept moving, his fists were covered by spiritual power, and he continued to attack without sparing any effort.

With the blocking of spiritual power, it cannot be broken in a short period of time, and the strength of the bombardment on the spiritual power is all dissolved, and the transmission to the opponent's body is minimal, and the damage caused is extremely limited.

There was no way, after trying again to no avail, Fengxi pulled away, stopped and stopped attacking, his face was not red or panting, he looked at Zhan Zong, and grinned.

"Doesn't the outside world seem to be very good, it's not that I beat you violently, seeing that you were so angry before, I thought you were in the Ning Dan Realm, but it turned out to be just a gathering of spirits, alas, to a certain extent, you have already lost. Fengxi sneered, didn't give a good expression, imitated the way of the other side before, exaggerated to the extreme, and evaluated.

"Do you say you lose? Zhan Zong's face became even colder, as if he had a layer of frost, his chest rose and fell, his breath was disordered, he didn't know whether it was angry or injured, and he pressed towards Fengxi step by step.

"Of course, my physical strength is far beyond yours, you are only in the realm of gathering spirits, but your spiritual power is more than mine, it's not that there is no possibility of defeating you in terms of spiritual power, in addition, I think that if I grow up in an environment with abundant spiritual energy, I think I can also say that to you, and I can kill dozens of you like this. Fengxi was unhurried, his tone was flat, and he was smiling, as if he was talking about something that should be taken for granted.

The realm of Juling is roughly divided into four small realms, the initial stage, the intermediate level, the Dacheng realm, and the extreme realm, as the first realm of cultivation, measured by the amount of spiritual power in the dantian, to a certain extent, the difference in strength between the two adjacent small realms is not large, and the amount of spiritual power and the proficiency in the use of it are spelled.

This is the reason why Feng Xi thinks that he can defeat the other party, he has mastered the mental method of the "Lindao Chapter", and he has refined his cultivation within half a month of entering the ancient deep forest, and his mastery of it is already very high, plus the aura here is extremely abundant, and if he has a continuous stream of spiritual energy library, he can always replenish his spiritual power and fight.

Coupled with the fact that the strength of the physical body is much greater than that of the other side, the combination of the two can be said to have a great probability of winning.

Of course, the premise is that the other side does not master the mental method or other ways to quickly replenish spiritual power, otherwise he will be unbearable in the end under the stalemate.

"It's a pity that you don't have such a chance. Zhan Zong rushed out, with the blessing of spiritual power, the speed was more than a star and a half, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Fengxi's side, raised his right leg and swept out, the flow of spiritual power was agitated, and a piercing sonic boom sounded in the forest.

This time, he didn't plan to spare anything, and directly used all his strength, wanting to quickly solve everything at hand.