"Little junior brother, don't blame the senior brother for not reminding you, it's still too late to kneel down and admit defeat to me!" Ling Zheng had already come to the square, looked at Xiao Yuan and sneered: "If you make a move, Senior Brother will not show mercy!"

"You can't be a fool for me, even if I kneel down to apologize, will you really let me go?" As soon as Ling Zheng's voice fell, Xiao Yuan immediately spoke, he didn't think Ling Zheng would be so good, even if he knelt down and apologized, I am afraid that he would still be unable to escape the end of being abused.

"Hmph, I don't know what a dog thing is!" Ling Zheng didn't expect Xiao Yuan to be so kind, and then sneered, since you really don't want to die, I will fulfill you.

Ling Zheng's body shook, and strands of muscles were revealed, and he was about to make a move, but he saw a huge fist already blasting towards his face!

At that moment, Ling Zheng instinctively put his arms on his chest to resist this punch, although he didn't put this punch in his eyes at all, but if he let the other party touch his body when fighting with an ordinary person, it would be a shame, so he was a little angry at the moment, but he didn't expect Xiao Yuan to dare to take the initiative to attack.

"Boom"

The huge fist slammed into his arm, which suddenly made Ling Zheng feel like he had been smashed by a mountain, his hands were trembling in pain, if it weren't for the faint aura protection in his body, I am afraid that his arm would have been shattered, and the huge force would also knock his body back a few steps.

Although there is no skill to speak of in this move, it is completely a straight punch

Shaking Ling Zheng back, Xiao Yuan's confidence also increased a lot, although he was confident before, but it was not verified, but now it has been completely verified.

Ling Zheng, who was full of surprise, didn't dare to despise it anymore, seeing Xiao Yuan rushing again, his body flashed to the right, lightly avoided Xiao Yuan's attack, and reflexively grabbed Xiao Yuan's neck, and the faint aura on his hand also condensed.

"Bang"

Xiao Yuan's back was slapped hard by Ling Zheng, and then he saw the latter jump suddenly, flip in the air, and kick the former's chin again, instantly kicking Xiao Yuan away.

The square was also lively because Ling Zheng kicked Xiao Yuan, after all, Ling was a disciple of the Ethereal Palace, if the disciples of the Ethereal Palace couldn't even clean up an ordinary person, they would also lose a lot of face.

Seeing that Xiao Yuan was shot by himself and kicked away, the surprise just now disappeared completely, and he immediately thought that Xiao Yuan was just lucky, or his strength was slightly greater than ordinary people.

You must know that Ling Zheng has already condensed the aura, and Xiao Yuan does not have the slightest aura, some time ago, Ling Zheng had already felt that there were signs of a breakthrough, and the distance from the martial artist was already close at hand.

And Ling Zheng believed that the previous attack must have caused a lot of injuries to Xiao Yuan, his strength had already reached two hundred catties, and with one shot, let alone a person, even a stone could be broken.

Seeing that Xiao Yuan was really lying on the ground, Ling Zheng looked proud, in his opinion, this should have been taken for granted, so he decided to step forward and end up with Xiao Yuan.

Even the people watching the play began to shake their heads, feeling that this battle was too boring and ended so quickly, and there was no pity and sympathy in their eyes at all, but full of disdain.

But just when everyone thought that this battle was completely over, Xiao Yuan on the ground raised his head and scolded fiercely: "Grass, the aura that has been cultivated is really different, and the pure physical strength is no worse than mine!"

This voice made everyone in the audience stunned, and all their eyes were full of surprise, only to see Xiao Yuan get up and wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth

"How can you be so okay?" Ling Zheng looked at Xiao Yuan in horror, his palm was enough to smash stones, not to mention stones, even if it was steel, it could leave palm prints, but the other party seemed to be okay except for a little blood.

"I must have something?" Xiao Yuan's face was cold, and his body pounced on Ling Zheng again, and the short fight before made him understand the difference between cultivation and no cultivation, after cultivation, neither speed nor strength could be reached by ordinary people.

And now the only advantage that Xiao Yuan can feel is that he has great strength, which is even greater than Ling Zheng's strength.

The previous palm, even Xiao Yuan himself thought that his spine would be shattered, but he didn't expect that it was only a slight pain, and he completely withstood the force, and there was no injury, which was definitely the reason for the bone repair after cultivating the Guiyuan Shen. The skeletal defense has been strengthened by several notches.

Seeing Xiao Yuan attacking again, Ling Zheng became solemn, and now he no longer dared to despise the other party.

Xiao Yuan suffered a loss in the previous encounter, and did not choose to continue the hard collision at the moment, but jumped left and right, disturbing the other party's sight.

Seeing Xiao Yuan standing up again, everyone cheered because they had another good show to watch, but in this cheer, there was a figure with a cold face, it was Lin Ziyue.

In her opinion, Xiao Yuan was just lucky, and it was impossible for Ling Zheng to be Ling Zheng's opponent at all.

The square at the foot of the mountain was lively, but the mountain was terrifyingly deserted, and a somewhat rickety figure stood on the roof of the palace, but his cloudy eyes were shining, and he looked at the life and death battle below with great excitement.

"What a seedling!" the old man sighed softly, and then his figure flashed and disappeared from the roof.

On the square, Xiao Yuan kept running and jumping, so that Ling Zheng had no chance to get close at all.

Ling Zheng thought that he was in the realm of a warrior, and it was easy to deal with Xiao Yuan, who had not even entered as a warrior, but now that he had lost again and again, the other party was like a desperate San Lang, which gave him an extreme headache.

Half a pillar of incense had been going on since the beginning of the competition, and everyone had already looked a little impatient, and some even began to laugh at Ling Zheng, a warrior against an ordinary person, he couldn't defeat the other party, but was teased by the other party one after another.

Listening to the voice of laughing at himself, looking at Xiao Yuan who was constantly scurrying left and right in front of him, Ling Zheng was really angry, if he couldn't even clean up such a hairy boy, then he wouldn't have to mess around in this ethereal palace in the future.

"Hmph, junior brother, you forced me to die!" With an angry shout, Ling Zheng no longer showed mercy, and the aura in his body surged, frantically converging into his hands, and with a big step, the floor was cracked.

The terrifying aura erupted, Ling Zheng's strength and speed were more than twice as fast as before, and his body came to Xiao Yuan's body at an astonishing speed: "Tearing Wind Claw!"

"Wind Tearing Claw" is one of the most basic martial arts in the Ethereal Palace, although it is the most basic, but if you want to deal with an ordinary person who doesn't know anything, it is simply a cannon to fight mosquitoes, and it is useless

In order not to miss again, he continued to attack mercilessly, not giving Xiao Yuan a chance to fight back.

And when everyone saw Ling Zheng angry, they became excited one by one

Lin Ziyue felt that it should have been like this a long time ago, and when she saw that Xiao Yuan was beaten and had no chance to fight back, a sneer appeared on her cold cheeks

The old man who had been standing on the roof had come to the crowd at some point, and no one even noticed his arrival.

In the face of Ling Zheng's fierce punch, Xiao Yuan did not choose to retreat, but instead faced it head-on

Idiot, actually dare to use his body to resist the opponent's attack, this is purely looking for death.

This was what everyone thought of in their hearts, and even the old man looked surprised.

In the eyes of everyone, they are all looking at idiots, even if it is a basic martial art, it is not something that an ordinary person can resist.

"Bang"

The huge sound of collision resounded in the square, Xiao Yuan's fist collided with Ling Zheng's fist heavily, and his body was shocked and retreated, at this moment, everyone couldn't help but gasp.