"Come on, as long as you can break through my defenses with your bare hands, then you win......"

With the ancestor of the clan personally supervising, Ito Hirohiko was naturally very relieved, and after walking to the middle of the field, he stood there without hesitation, his shoulders drooped slightly, and he made a move.

What Ming Jin martial artists practice is brittleness, and a punch out is a tiger, but to be honest, such a punch on a person's body cannot cause fatal injury to a person, at best, it can beat a person with a blue nose, swollen face, broken muscles and bones, I am afraid that even internal injuries can not be done.

But the dark strength martial artist is different, the dark strength martial artist who has cultivated his true qi can beat the person with a light palm and vomit blood and internal injuries, if it hits the vital point, it is not difficult to kill the person with one palm.

Dark Jin Martial Artists not only have strong attack power, but the True Qi in their bodies can also be applied to self-defense, and with a breath of True Qi, they can be hit by ordinary people or Ming Jin Martial Artists unscathed.

This principle is a bit like the hard qigong that was popular in the outside world in the early years, holding a breath in the body, as long as it runs to the part where it is hit, it will not feel pain, and the function of true qi is far more powerful than hard qigong.

Afraid that someone would plot against him, Ito Hirohiko also became arrogant, in his opinion, it was just the winning card of Ming Jin's late cultivation, and he was a whole big level behind himself, and he couldn't break through his own defense with true qi protection at all.

"You have to count when you speak......"

After Qin Jia glared at Ito Hirohiko, she turned her head to look at Qin Feng not far away, she also knew the difference between a bright and dark martial artist, but she didn't know why, in Qin Jia's subconscious, she was willing to believe anything Qin Feng said.

"Look at the ...... boxing"

Qin Jia let out a coquettish sound from his mouth, and waved his small fist and punched Hirohiko Ito's chest. Although it brought out the whirring wind, under Qin Jia's weak appearance, it didn't look so fierce.

As said before, Hirohiko Ito stood in place, without the slightest concession, just when Qin Jia's fist hit him in the chest. The muscles in Hirohiko Ito's chest suddenly sunk inward, and at the same time, his body was slightly on one side.

Ito Hirohiko's almost negligible action caused a suction force in his chest, which not only dissolved the force of Qin Jia's punch, but also led her body forward, rushing out of a distance of four or five meters before stopping.

Hirohiko Ito, who was standing in place, showed a smug smile on his face, and because the ancestor of the clan spoke, he didn't let himself hurt Yingjia. So he thought of this way, and when he was exhausted, then the game would naturally be considered his victory.

"This ...... It's not an opponent at all......"

"yes, the Japanese didn't even move, and he almost fell......"

"I don't know what that person thinks, isn't it ugly to let this little girl go up?"

Seeing this scene, all the onlookers showed unbearable looks on their faces, and the gap was so big. How can this be fought? In addition to Ouyang Tianjian, even Qin Jia himself. They all lost confidence in this competition.

Seeing his sister's fist embroidered legs, Qin Feng's face also showed a wry smile, he could see that although his sister was only one step away from cultivating her true qi, she had too little actual combat experience, and she was given a simple trick by Hirohiko Ito. I almost fell to the ground.

"It's okay, keep fighting, isn't he not fighting back? Slap him in the face and get some interest back first......"

Qin Feng squirmed up and down in his throat, and the voice entered Qin Jia's mouth. Not to mention that Qin Jia still has a foundation in martial arts, knowing the key points of the human body, even if Qin Jia is an ordinary person with no kung fu at all, Qin Feng can also let her knock down Hirohiko Ito with one punch.

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Qin Jia's spirits perked up, and when he turned around, he punched Ito Hirohiko in the face again, and Ito Hirohiko had to make concessions with this punch, because even if he cultivated high and was beaten in the face, the blue nose and swollen face were indispensable.

Tilting his head slightly, Qin Jia's punch grazed Ito Hirohiko's ears and hit the air, but this time Qin Jia was prepared, and this punch still had some remaining strength, so his body didn't rush out again.

It seemed that he had made a lot of effort, and he only heard Qin Jiajiao shouting again and again, and the pair of small fists and flying legs kept attacking Ito Hirohiko, and after Qin Feng's point, he specifically hit Ito Hirohiko's head.

Although the gap between the two cultivators was too big, Qin Jia almost failed to hit Hirohiko Ito's vital point with a single punch.

But I couldn't stand Hirohiko Ito's words and didn't fight back, and he was also forced to retreat again and again by Qin Jia, a little wolf, from the scene, it seemed that Qin Jia had the upper hand, and some onlookers with low strength had begun to cheer loudly.

"Elder Tianjian, this ...... What's going on? ”

Seeing Qin Jia's flying flower fist embroidered legs in the field, the elders of the Yan family smiled bitterly, there can only be one result if they continue to fight like this, that is, Qin Jia can no longer attack after he is exhausted, and in the end, he can only judge that Hirohiko Ito wins.

"Wait and see what happens......

Ouyang Tianjian replied lightly, during this time, he followed Qin Feng to run around, just to find this sister, with Ouyang Tianjian's understanding of Qin Feng, Qin Feng would definitely not let Qin Jia suffer.

As for Ito Kenichi's divine sense blockade, in Ouyang Tianjian's opinion, it was just a joke, Qin Feng's divine sense was strong and skillful, and it was already beyond the scope that these mid-stage martial artists could imagine, as long as Qin Feng was willing, he could break through Ito Kenichi's divine sense in a minute without being discovered by him.

"How's it going, isn't it cool?" Seeing Hirohiko Ito, who was beaten by his sister, retreated again and again, Qin Feng couldn't help laughing, and said, "When you feel like you're running out of strength, just look back at me......"

"Huh?"

Qin Jia nodded, but she didn't look back, since she practiced martial arts, she had never fought with someone like this before, especially the good thing of only being beaten and not breaking her hands, Qin Jia encountered it for the first time.

"Bang ......"

Qin Jia hit Ito Hirohiko in the chest several times in succession, but this time Ito Hirohiko did not use his strength, but rebounded a trace of strength to go back, which suddenly made Qin Jia's fists feel a little soft.

"Don't you throw in the towel?"

Ito Hirohiko was also a little impatient at this time, although the Ming Jin Martial Artist was not taken seriously by him, but his breath was also long, Qin Jia had been fighting for almost half an hour, and he was still attacking himself endlessly.

"Throw in the towel? Ah......hh

Qin Jia's action made Ito Hirohiko's eyelids jump wildly, and he hurriedly jumped back to let go of Qin Jia's flirting legs, you know, the true breath of the dark strength martial artist, but it can't be mentioned on the ball, otherwise wouldn't that thing of the martial artist want to be big, and it can be soft or hard at any time?

"Do you dare to hide? I kick ...... I kick ...... I'll kick ......" Qin Jia kicked over several times in succession, but the words that came out of her mouth made everyone speechless for a while, could it be that Ito Hirohiko stood there and was kicked straight away?

After all, Qin Jia was still just a Ming Jin martial artist, and after more than half an hour of all-out attacks, his movements finally slowed down, and in the end, he was gasping for breath with his hands on his knees, seeing that he had lost the strength to attack again.

On the other hand, Ito Hirohiko, the whole person still looked calm, he didn't even take a breath of air, dusted off his body with his hands, Ito Hirohiko looked at Ouyang Tianjian lightly, and said: "Senior Ouyang, can this competition be able to tell the winner?" ”

"What's going on with Mr. Qin? Why haven't you made a move yet? ”

At this time, even Ouyang Tianjian began to be a little anxious, although he was standing on Qin Feng's side unconditionally, but in the situation in front of him, no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't announce that it was Qin Jia who won, right?

"Also...... It's not done yet......"

Just when Ouyang Tianjian wanted to open his mouth to delay the time, Qin Jia, who had just breathed, stood up straight, and after glancing back at Qin Feng, he suddenly pounced on Ito Hirohiko with his teeth and claws, and said, "Look at my big killing move, Pegasus Meteor Fist!! ”

"Pegasus Meteor Fist? This...... What kind of punch is this? ”

Hearing Qin Jia's shout, everyone present was confused, especially the martial artists like Kenichi Ito, who were also very knowledgeable, but no one had ever heard of this kind of boxing technique.

"Naughty ......"

Only Qin Feng showed a smile on his face after hearing his sister's shout, he knew that this was a boxing technique in a cartoon from the outside world, and it was a coincidence that this cartoon was made by the Japanese.

"Attack his ribs......"

However, since his sister had already made a killing move, Qin Feng naturally had to cooperate, and after quietly passing on a sentence to Qin Jia, Qin Feng's right index finger hanging on the right side of his body bent slightly and then flicked, and a stream of True Yuan bounced onto Qin Jia's back in the air.

After injecting this trace of true essence into Qin Feng, Qin Jia, who was already exhausted, only felt that her body was hot, and a huge force came directly to Qin Jia's right hand along the meridians of her back.

"Fall down for me......" Qin Jia let out a coquettish sound in his mouth, pinched a sword trick in his right hand, and used the two fingers of his index finger and middle finger as swords, and suddenly pointed under the third rib of Ito Hirohiko's right rib.

At the moment when the fingers of Qin Jia's hand made contact with Ito Hirohiko's skin, a true element that was condensed to the point of almost substance penetrated into Ito Hirohiko's body like a sharp sword.

Hearing only a soft sound of "snort", a blood hole appeared in Ito Hirohiko's back, and a finger-thick blood arrow spurted out, and Qin Jia's finger actually penetrated Ito Hirohiko's chest and back. (To be continued......)