Chapter 320: Fist to Flesh
It's game on!
When the referee's password fell, Feng Xiucheng had already rushed towards Fang Zhen like lightning.
Fang Zhen broke off with a snort, and immediately threw a few punches at the other party in an instant.
But Feng Xiucheng didn't even look at it, and the soft armor on his body collided with the Asura fist armor and made a muffled bang, just blocking Fang Scar's attack.
Without waiting for Fang Scar to punch again, he had already punched Fang Scar in the chest, directly blasting Fang Scar out.
Fang Scar flew out two or three meters away, smashed on top of the ring, and slid backwards for a few meters before stopping at the edge of the ring.
The audience who originally wanted to watch a dragon fight was instantly stunned.
What's going on? Why is Fang Scar so weak all of a sudden?
In the past, when facing the opponent of the Triple Heaven, Fifth Heaven, and even the Eighth Heaven of the Qi Control Realm, he could fight back and forth, although there were many people who thought that Fang Zhen was lucky to take shit, or that the opponent released water and other reasons to win, but there were also many people who could see that Fang Zhen really had that strength.
But now it's only been a round and I'm almost kicked out of the ring, what's going on?
Is it because Fang Zhen has suddenly weakened, or is Feng Xiucheng really too strong?
What are you kidding, no matter how strong Feng Xiucheng is, can he be as strong as the goddess of water vines? Fang Zhen's performance is simply to discredit the goddess of water vines who let him go.
The fans in the audience immediately scolded loudly after a short period of stunned, some scolded Fang Zhen for taking money and releasing water, some scolded Fang Zhen for not having stamina and couldn't get tough, and some simply scolded the Qingshan Sect's exercises for rubbish.
In short, there was a flood of scolding for a while, almost covering up all other voices.
Feng Xiucheng looked coldly at Fang Zhen who got up, and said, "You seem to be getting weaker, or are you really not going to fight me?" Or, are you really like those people outside said?
Fang Zhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he didn't use the True Yuan Defense at all just now, so he was punched by a person like Feng Xiucheng who also preached with strength, and he immediately bleed.
"Who knows? Maybe it's neither, maybe it's both!"
After Fang Scar wiped the bloodstains, he patted the ash on his chest again, and then collided with his fists, saying, "And your fists are not as strong as you imagined!"
Feng Xiucheng's eyes were cold, and he said, "It seems that I was too polite to you just now, since you want to know how heavy my fists are, then let's taste it!"
Fang Zhen stomped on the ground hard, and the green steel stone ring was cracked, and his people also blasted towards Feng Xiucheng like meteors, and his fists stabbed out, instantly hitting hundreds of punches.
Feng Xiucheng was disdainful, and when Fang Zhen's fist was about to fall on him, he dodged sideways and stepped sideways to the left side of Fang Zhen, and hit the opponent's left rib with an uppercut.
Fang Zhen was blown into the air by the opponent's punch, and before he could adjust his posture, Feng Xiucheng had already pursued, and an upside-down golden hook in the air kicked Fang Zhen into the ring again, and then the person fell like chasing the stars and the moon, and stepped heavily on Fang Zhen's head.
If you step on it this time, even if Fang Zhen's head is made of steel and iron, it will be stepped on in an instant.
Fang Zhen immediately rolled to the side, but Feng Xiucheng's reaction was also extremely fast, and the action of stepping down instantly turned into a spring leg, picking Fang Zhen into a fly.
"This is the fist you want to know, let's see how heavy!" Feng Xiucheng snorted coldly, and completed the action of the main fist in an instant, and at the same time slammed towards Fang Scar with great speed and incomparability.
The Scar Man had nowhere to hide in mid-air, so he could only cross his fists to block the front of his chest and take a punch from the opponent.
Rumble!
Like a thunderous explosion, Fang Zhen was directly blasted out seven or eight meters away, and half of his body leaned out of the ring, almost falling down.
In the more frantic insults of the audience, Fang Zhen slowly stood up, spit out a mouthful of blood, shook his aching arm, and made a provocative gesture to Feng Xiucheng, saying: "Awesome, but there is no way to defeat me like this, I can spend a day with you here!"
Feng Xiucheng's eyes flashed with a strong murderous intent, and said, "I don't want to kill you now, but I want to break every bone of yours and let you live like a maggot!"
Fang Zhen laughed and said, "It's up to you? I have to admit that your reaction is faster than me, and your realm is higher than mine, but you want to break my bones with your little strength? You're not joking, are you?"
Feng Xiucheng shouted wildly, rushed towards Fang Zhen, and said, "You are killing yourself!"
Fang Zhen shook his fist without retreating, and said, "Then let's see which of us dies first!"
Bang bang bang!
The dense sound of fists to flesh sounded like popping beans, and the audience, who was still abusing at the beginning, gradually lost their voices.
They found that Fang Scar didn't seem to be weaker, no, how strong Fang Scar really was Those who hadn't fought with him would never be able to figure it out, Fang Scar's previous battles were all against different opponents, and he also used different styles to fight with each other.
What he fought with Liu Xueji was in vitro transformation, what he fought with Gu Xian was Zhenyuan attack and defense, and what he fought with Shui Manqing was mental skills.
And now, Fang Zhen and Feng Xiu are fighting what physical cultivation is best at—strength and defense.
The two of them don't need to use skills at all, they simply attack with fists, and no one has half a point of defense, Fang Zhen takes advantage of the fist armor, while Feng Xiucheng takes advantage of the soft armor.
At the beginning, Fang Zhen was completely pressed and beaten, and he couldn't break through Feng Xiucheng's defense with a dozen punches, but Feng Xiucheng could knock him out with one punch.
But gradually, Feng Xiucheng didn't know if it was because the true yuan was consumed too much or for some other reason, he hit Fang Scar less and less, and Fang Scar seemed to have finally found a way to break the soft armor defense, and began to really hurt Feng Xiucheng.
Although this kind of damage is almost negligible to Feng Xiucheng, if it continues like this, everyone can see that the square marks will become stronger and stronger.
In such a fist-to-flesh battle, all the invective stopped, and everyone watched the battle in the ring with bated breath.
Rumble!
Fang Zhen was once again sent out by Feng Xiucheng, this time Feng Xiucheng seemed to have completely lost his patience, he flew up to chase after Shang Scar again, and the person clenched his fist in mid-air and slammed his head down.
Fang Zhen was smashed directly into the ring, and Feng Xiucheng, who was chasing him, punched him in the chest again, and then his fists fell like a torrential rain.
"Give me death!"
In Feng Xiucheng's rage, the heavy punches that could shatter steel rained down.
Fang Scar seemed to have completely lost the ability to fight back, lying motionless in the ring to withstand the onslaught that could kill the primordial beast.
After a long time, Feng Xiucheng suddenly withdrew, looking at the bloody and fleshy marks on his chest that seemed to have been cut off, he laughed proudly, and said, "Even a mere Qingshan Sect dares to fight with me?
(End of chapter)