"Maybe three breaths, maybe five breaths!" Su Chen smiled.

"It seems that you are still very self-aware!" Yu Po snorted in surprise, and then drank: "Let's shoot!"

Su Chen nodded, since Yu Pojing let him strike first, he would not be hypocritical.

The body moved.

Su Chen rushed directly towards Yu Po.

"Good style!" Yu Pojing was a little surprised and praised it, but he didn't take it seriously.

Because, although Su Chen's body is very fast, he can still capture it.

The second floor of the Heavenly Destiny Realm is not a decoration.

But he saw that his eyes flickered, and Su Chen's ethereal figure rippled in the depths of his eyes.

"The speed is terrifying, but I don't know how to be flexible, I don't know how to change the trajectory of my body, it's really a waste!" Yu Pojing thought in his heart.

How did he know that Su Chen was too lazy to make his body more weird, because Su Chen didn't think about using his body to defeat Yu Pojing at all.

Does it need to be that complicated to defeat Yu Po Shock?

One thousandth of a breath later.

Call!!!

Su Chen was already standing in front of Yu Po and punched, smashing out a well-behaved punch.

"There is no discipline, no boxing method, only a brute force, can you also get the first place in the Prison Qing Martial Arts Competition?" As soon as Su Chen's fist was smashed out, Yu Po was shocked and sneered: "Look, what is a fist?!"

The words fell, and Yu Po breathed violently.

Suddenly, his muscles rolled and squirmed wildly, and a compressed, condensed explosive force surged into his right arm at once.

All around, the air fluctuated like a monstrous wave, rising into the sky.

After the terrifying power surged into his arm, Yu Po's eyes were shocked, and he suddenly clenched his fists.

Creak!

This clenched his fist, but he saw that the air around his fist was directly extinguished, accompanied by the clear sound of grinding bones.

After clenching his fists, Yu Pojing's face was arrogant, his wrists were extremely flipped, and his fists were condensed and rippling.

A stream of silvery-white aura light swirled around his fist like calluses.

When the fist was at its peak, Yu Po burst out and shouted: "Break the !! for me"

A punch was thrown, facing Su Chen's fist.

Below, Qin Li bit his lip anxiously: "Why doesn't Brother Su use his sword? Didn't I tell him that Yu Pojing's strength is terrifying?"

Qin Li thought that Su Chen had forgotten, and her heart chirped again.

In addition to Qin Li, the tens of millions of martial cultivators present stared at Su Chen mockingly.

Su Chen is good at strength, which is known to many martial cultivators.

After all, on that day, the scene of Su Chen defeating the giant fist Sui Zhi with one punch still remained in the minds of many martial cultivators.

But, you Su Chen is good at strength, and Yu Pojing is even better at it!

People are afraid of comparison.

Don't you know that after Yu Pojing came to Dacang City, he created a terrifying number of eight thousand dragons on the Divine Power Wall? The power of eight thousand dragons is not necessarily Yu Pojing's limit.

What's more, Yu Pojing also opened the bloodline of the Black Blood War Clan.

Strength can be said to be one of the strongest points of Yu Po Shock.

I really don't know if Su Chen is too arrogant, or if his brain is in water.

"What do you think you are in the Human God City? What do you think you are facing, or those garbage? and you still want to suppress Yu Po Jing with your fists? Before you challenge, don't you know to check Yu Po Jing's information?" Wei Wuqiu sneered in the crowd.

About Yu Pojing, she naturally knows.

After all, Yu Po was shocked to pursue the passion of Mo Tilt Dance, and Lei Mingzong also wanted to promote the two of them.

If it weren't for Mo Tianwu's death, perhaps, Yu Pojing would already be the son-in-law of the Thunder Ming Sect.

For Yu Pojing, the high-level leaders of the Thundering Sect knew too well.

At this moment, suddenly, Yu Po's face was slammed.

His fist and Su Chen's fist were facing each other, and the distance was only an inch.

At this distance, he finally felt a dangerous aura from Su Chen's fist!

It's subtle, it's cohesive, but it's tangible.

How so?

Can the fist of this garbage in front of you make you feel dangerous?

Yu Po's heartbeat accelerated for a moment.

"It should be an illusion, right?" However, at the same time, Yu Pojing subconsciously comforted himself, and it was too late to withdraw his fist, and the distance between the two fists was only an inch.

This thought has just swayed.

Touch!!!

Suddenly, the sound of thunder on the flat ground exploded all at once.

The sound fluctuated, like a sharp sword piercing the eardrum, and Yu Po buzzed and exploded, but he was a little dizzy.

It was accompanied by a sharp pain from his fist.

Rub and rub......

His whole body seemed to be pulled by an uncontrollable force, and the whole person fell backwards.

And his fists were clearly broken flesh and bones, blood was scorching, dripping, and he looked so cruel, as if a heavy hammer had been crushed on top of it.

Not only that, but his wrist was even broken, limp and drooping.

His internal organs were even more violently shocked, injured by the concussion of the qi that poured into his body, his throat was sweet, and a large mouthful of blood rushed up.

However, although the super intense pain swept through his body crazily, Yu Pojing didn't even know the pain at the moment.

He stared at Su Chen deadly, leaving only one thought———— impossible!

When pigs fly!

His punch is full of the power of eight thousand dragons!!

Facing each other, who is the enemy? Not to mention that the opponent is a kid from the third layer of the Divine Power Realm......

Are you dreaming? Yu Po's frightened mind turned over the river and the sea, and the roar sounded.

It's like seeing an ant move a car, hell!

Don't stop at breaking the shock.

Around the Douwutai, tens of millions of people, there was also silence for a moment.

Shocked.

How so?

It seems that Su Chen's punch is easier than smashing Sui Zhi a month ago.

But Sui Zhi's strength is only the power of four thousand dragons, and Yu Po is at least eight thousand dragons.

Difficult...... Difficult...... Could it be that for Su Chen, whether it is the power of four thousand dragons or the power of eight thousand dragons, it is all the same?!

What are you kidding? But the facts are in front of you, and you have to believe it!

"Breakthrough again. Jun Luoying muttered to himself, his beautiful eyes flickering, shocked, surprised, and warlike.

In her heart, she longs for Su Chen to make crazy progress, not for anything else, just for having an opponent among the people of the same age.

And Su Chen, obviously, did not disappoint her, in the past month or so, she has made crazy progress, why not Su Chen?

"Damn!! impossible!" Wei Wuqiu's body trembled, and his old face twitched.

Her reaction was the strongest, why, because she was not at the scene of the Prisoner Qing Martial Arts Competition that day, and she did not see Su Chen's battle with her own eyes.

Subconsciously, Su Chen's cognition is still in the City of Human Gods.

The scene in front of her had too much impact on her.

When he was in the City of Human Gods, that person who wasn't even an ant was a kid, had progressed to such a point?

On the fighting platform.

Su Chen did not bully forward, face each other, and make a move, but stood there and stared at Yu Po quietly: "You are very weak." ”

(End of chapter)