Chapter 228

Even Wang Chao, the black boxing king, has secret techniques.

How could a martial artist with a heritage like Yu Cheng not have hole cards.

Yu Cheng also used the secret technique to stimulate his potential, although this secret technique will also bring some damage to his body after use, but these injuries are not fatal, and it can be exchanged for Long Xiaoshan's life at some cost, it is too worthwhile.

Because he underestimated Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan actually cultivated to the peak of the yellow level at the age of twenty, such a genius, even if he was placed in the ancient martial arts faction, such a person, let him grow, it is undoubtedly a scourge.

Strangling such a genius is tantamount to clearing the sect of a huge threat.

Feel the power in your body climb up.

It's like a melting pot with a huge amount of energy.

Yu Cheng even felt that even if he was a Xuan-level master in person, he could fight.

He laughed maniacally.

The whole stadium shook, as if there had been an earthquake, many people fell directly from their chairs, and the ground under Yu Cheng's feet shattered like a spider's web and opened a huge circle.

Yu Cheng didn't feel like a human at this time, but a prehistoric beast.

In the huge pedaling force, Yu Cheng rose to the sky.

He stretched out his arms, like an eagle striking into the sky, and instantly crossed a distance of more than ten meters.

Swoop down from a height of five or six meters.

Palms together and slam down!

Whew

Everyone felt like there was a monstrous tsunami in front of their eyes.

This is the illusion brought about by the martial arts.

Yu Cheng used his secret technique to pull his cultivation to the strength of the early stage of the Xuan level, and unleashed a shocking palm!

Long Xiaoshan squinted.

As soon as his body was wrong, he disappeared in place.

Bang!

It's like a meteorite hitting the ground.

Yu Cheng pressed his palm on the ground where Long Xiaoshan was standing just now, and it collapsed! The corner of the ring made of hard bluestone collapsed directly!

Everyone's eyes are going to burst out of their sockets!

It's bluestone, and it's hard to smash even with a hammer.

But Yu Cheng slapped him and collapsed a corner of the ring.

This kind of huge power is no longer something that a lion and tiger can describe, I'm afraid it is the power of a dragon and an elephant, and the human body can really contain such a terrifying power, even those Olympic champions, and Hercules will never be able to do it.

Yu Cheng slapped his palm into the air, and rebounded back with his strength, his palms continued to blast out, and the thunderous roar continued to sound in everyone's ears.

Long Xiaoshan was as light as catkins in the palm wind like a huge wave, constantly swaying.

But the iron palm could not be imprinted on him.

Boom Boom!

The iron palm kept falling to the ground, causing the ring to crack constantly, and the gravel kept falling.

Dozens of palms passed, and the entire ring was already full of cracks.

Yu Chengjiu couldn't attack it, and his face gradually distorted.

Esoteric art is not eternal.

Although his secret technique was not as self-harming as Wang Chao, with his attack, his strong internal force was also rapidly decaying.

"Are you just going to run away?" Yu Cheng yelled.

Long Xiaoshan stood still and stepped on the corner of the ring.

His face was flat, looking at Yu Cheng, who had a heavy breath and bloodshot eyes, and sighed lightly: "That's it, you have also reached the limit of your body, and there is no point in fighting any longer." ”

He slowly clenched his fists and stretched his body back, gradually forming the shape of a full moon.

Yu Cheng saw that Long Xiaoshan finally stopped running.

There was a hint of joy in his eyes.

Long Xiaoshan's body was too slippery, if the other party was bent on running, he wouldn't have the confidence to catch the other party, but Long Xiaoshan actually chose to fight with him, Yu Chengmeng bit the tip of his tongue, and the power that had begun to deplete burned again, and it was more fierce and explosive than before.

Yu Cheng took a few steps, as powerful as a god, and slapped it with one palm.

Boom!

As the iron palm waved, the huge waves surged, condensed like substance!

Everyone felt like they weren't in a stadium, but they were being swallowed up by a huge wave.

This palm, whether it is the artistic conception of martial arts or the internal force, has completely reached the Xuan level, and it can be said to be the pinnacle palm of Yu Cheng's life.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes didn't seem to droop.

At the peak of Yu Cheng's palm.

The fist he clenched behind him finally slowly smashed.

Whew

The violent wolf howl suddenly pierced the noise of the waves, and as Long Xiaoshan gently punched out, a mountain-like hungry wolf appeared in the void, roaring at the moon and pounced on the surging waves.

Long Xiaoshan's fist was as smooth as jade, almost like a work of art, and against the backdrop of Yu Cheng's large iron palm, it was even more fragile, and it seemed to be shattered at the touch of a button.

Bang!

The fist and the iron palm collided together.

The ring, which was originally full of cracks and fragile, collapsed in an instant.

A large amount of smoke and dust poured out, engulfing the figures of the two.

"Who wins!"

Everyone stood up, and the bigwigs could no longer sit in the box, and they all rushed out one by one, staring at the smoke and dust billowing below.

"It must be Yu Cheng!"

"That slap he just had was terrible!"

"Is this still human? It's exactly two humanoid tanks, and even the ring is shattered!"

Suddenly, everyone saw a figure leap out of the smoke and dust.

It's Yu Cheng!

Sure enough, Yu Cheng won!

The bigwigs present, one by one, sank to the bottom, even if they had expected it, but when they thought that Hechuan City would be shrouded in the shadow of Yu Cheng from now on, these bigwigs were still extremely aggrieved in their hearts, their fists were not as good as others, and they had nothing to do.

"Xiaoshanzi!" Chun Tao covered her mouth and knelt on the ground, her eyes full of despair.

"Senior brother has won!

"Master Yu is mighty!"

The stands of the Mighty Martial Arts Hall set off a tsunami-like cheer, and Megatron was even more excited to tears, almost looking up to the sky and howling.

The hatred of the waste son, the revenge of the waste dantian.

Today is finally rewarded!

The little brute finally bowed his head!

Just when all the bigwigs were silent and the Mighty Martial Arts Hall celebrated.

Yu Cheng, who had exited the smoke, suddenly stumbled a few steps, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then rushed to the door of the venue without looking back, running with blood on his body.

What's going on?

Everyone wondered.

Yu Cheng killed Long Xiaoshan, isn't it time to show off his might and pacify the many forces in Hechuan?

What is he running out for?

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed person found out and shouted: "Long Xiaoshan is not dead yet!"

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

I saw a figure slowly stepping out of the ruins with his hands in his hand, and the figure gradually became clear.

That's not who Long Xiaoshan is.

The smoke and dust in the sky did not seem to fall on Long Xiaoshan's body, his clothes were clean, his face was like a crown of jade, compared with Yu Cheng who fled in embarrassment, he was almost like a celestial.

After Long Xiaoshan stepped out of the ruins, he glanced at Yu Cheng, who was about to flee to the door, and lowered his head to pick up a broken flagpole from among the ruins.

Exhale and throw the flagpole violently!

A lightning-bolt phantasm streaked across the air.

Piercing through Yu Cheng's body, he lifted his body and stabbed it into the wall.