"Lion Fist!"

Wu Meng shouted angrily, sneering in his heart, this new disciple who defeated Xiao Ping with Xiao Ping's carelessness was definitely unable to stop his mad lion fist.

Crazy Lion Fist, but different from Crazy Tiger Fist, Crazy Tiger Fist is an ordinary yellow-rank martial art, however, his Crazy Lion Fist is a yellow-rank superb martial art!

It has almost reached the level of a half-step Xuan Rank!

is different from the outer gate, because in the outer gate martial arts pavilion, there are only yellow rank martial arts, and there are very few Xuan ranks, in order to prevent the outer disciples from feeling inferior, Lingyun Sect erased all the words about the level in the martial arts placed in the outer gate martial arts pavilion.

After arriving at the inner gate, you can even come into contact with Xuan-level martial arts in the inner gate martial arts pavilion, so naturally you don't need these.

Therefore, the inner disciples all know the hierarchical division of martial arts.

And this mad lion fist is the best among the superb martial arts of the yellow order, in Wu Meng's opinion, if Tianyang is hit by this punch head-on, he will not die, but also be disabled!

Hmph! Xiao Ping is a waste, and you, a new disciple, are also a waste!

"Crazy Lion Fist?" Hearing the name of this rather familiar martial art, Tianyang sighed lightly, which seemed to be slightly similar to Bai Lu's Crazy Tiger Fist.

However, looking at Wu Meng's mad lion fist, Tianyang glanced at Wu Meng with pity.

People are tall and big, but as a result, this mad lion fist does not have the artistic conception of a mad lion at all, even if it is a white road, it has touched a little bit.

"Zhenyuan is quite condensed, but it's a pity that the understanding of the Crazy Lion Fist is only at an extremely superficial surface, the Crazy Lion is a madness from the heart, not so, a disguised madness. ”

"Such madness can only be regarded as weak!"

"This yellow-rank superb martial art has fallen into your hands, and you are really blind. ”

Tianyang sighed lightly, and when he heard this, Wu Meng suddenly became furious, and on his forehead, Dao Dao green tendons burst out, "A waste, dare to evaluate my boxing skills, look for death!"

The true element of the Ming Qi Realm was rapidly condensed in his fist, and he did not use the martial soul, because in Wu Meng's opinion, Tianyang was not worthy of him to use the martial soul.

Hearing this, Tianyang didn't bother to say anything, and he didn't bother to use the connecting punch, there was no fancy, and a straight punch blasted out!

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, Xiu Wei was in a weak position, and in the face of the fierce yellow rank of the Wild Lion Fist, Tianyang, he even dared not to use martial arts.

Although, if you use martial arts, you will inevitably be seriously injured by Wu Meng, but if you don't use martial arts, you will almost die!

Thinking of the next incomparably bloody scene, many people turned their heads sideways, not daring to look at it again, could it be that this disciple who won the first place in the assessment of the inner disciple was just gone?

Like a meteor, it was short-lived.

Bang!

At this moment, the Wild Lion Fist also collided with Tianyang's fist!

A surging wave of air burst out from the center of the collision between the two, blowing the grass on the ground crookedly, seeing this, Wu Meng's eyes sharpened, "I actually caught it, but it was useless!"

Zhenyuan continued to condense, and in the midst of Wu Meng's fist, a sound of a lion roaring suddenly came out!

"The male lion beast roared, Senior Brother Wu Meng, he actually practiced the Wild Lion Fist to such an extent, it's over!"

Some people looked at the situation in the field blankly, and sighed in their hearts, the mad lion beast roared, but the artistic conception of the mad lion fist was practiced to a certain level!

Wu Meng's own True Yuan cultivation was stronger than Tianyang, and he even cultivated to the level of the roar of the mad lion beast.

Tianyang, you don't have to fight.

At this time, Tianyang raised his eyebrows.

"It can be regarded as okay to forcibly stimulate a little wild lion artistic conception, but unfortunately, it is still too weak. ”

Tianyang snorted softly, and the body of the earth dragon exploded!

A terrifying power comparable to that of the Earth Dragon erupted from Tianyang's body, and without the participation of True Yuan, that terrifying physical power directly suppressed the roar of the mad lion!

Even, just a trace of the power of the earth dragon made Wu Meng feel that the thin young man in front of him contained explosive power enough to crush him!

Seeing this, Wu Meng did not believe in evil, and just wanted to continue to condense the true yuan to blast out, and the body of the earth dragon also completed the warm-up.

Rumble!

Before Zhenyuan could condense into his fist, the body of the earth dragon completely burst out, and a terrifying force destroyed all of Wu Meng's attacks with the momentum of destroying withering and decaying!

The furious strength did not carry any true yuan, and rushed directly into Wu Meng's body.

Seeing this, Wu Meng's face changed greatly, and he didn't care about continuing to attack, he stepped back a few steps, and Zhenyuan was running, so he dissolved this strength, and looked at Tianyang in horror.

This guy is so strong!

This is also the reason why Tianyang did not use Tongming Fist, if Tianyang used Tongming Fist, then what was waiting for Wu Meng was not just simple strength.

With Tianyang's familiarity with Tongming Fist, it was impossible for Wu Meng to discover the dark energy he blasted out.

If the dark energy breaks out, Wu Meng, who is almost immortal and has to shed his skin, how can he stand in place unharmed like now.

"Your physical strength is so powerful!"

Glancing at Tianyang, Wu Meng was shocked and said, in the confrontation just now, he didn't feel the true yuan at all.

Without using the true element, he broke his mad lion fist, this physical power is too terrifying.

So, if you use the True Yuan, what will happen to Tianyang?

Could it be, with just one punch, he will be directly defeated like Xiao Ping who vomited blood and was in a coma?

The audience next to him was shocked at the moment, Tianyang, in the head-to-head confrontation, broke the wild lion fist that Wu Meng blasted out, and even repelled it!

Wu Meng took three steps back, but looking at Tianyang, he was still standing in place, motionless.

Can it be said that Tianyang, in the brief confrontation just now, has the upper hand?

"How is it possible! Tianyang, it must be just a coincidence, and besides, Xiao Ping's strongest martial art is only a Yellow Order masterpiece. ”

"My strongest martial art, but the Xuan-rank lower-grade boxing technique! As soon as the Xuan-rank lower-grade boxing technique comes out, no matter how strong Tianyang's physical strength is, it is impossible to win. ”

Wu Meng set off a storm in his heart, looking at Tianyang with a calm smile on his face in front of him.

I kept convincing myself in my heart, and then, Wu Meng's eyes became cold again.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke that broke my mad lion fist, the body refining realm, after all, it is impossible to match the Ming Qi realm. ”

"You, Tianyang, are just garbage in the Body Refining Realm, and in front of me in the Double Ming Qi Realm, you are just an ant that can be pinched to death at will!"

Wu Meng sneered, and when he heard this, Tianyang's eyelids lifted and glanced at Wu Meng indifferently.

I seem to have heard the word ant once not long ago.

It seems that the person who uttered this word is now lying unconscious in a hospital bed.

"A mole ant waste, he even dared to defeat Xiao Ping, who was the fiftieth, and dared to occupy the fiftieth position. ”

"Even, dare to break my mad lion fist. ”

A cold color flashed in his eyes, there was actually someone who dared to break his mad lion fist, and he was only a new disciple who only cultivated in the body refining realm!

Wu Meng's heart set off boundless anger.

"Waste, do you dare to fight me in the arena?"

Condescending to Tianyang, Wu Meng sneered.

Hearing this, Tianyang raised his eyebrows, martial arts?

It seems that the ranking of this martial arts is thirty-six.

Someone just sent a ranking of fifty, and now, there is actually another one who wants to give away his ranking to others?

"Why don't you dare to challenge the defeated generals?"

Flat words sounded, representing ...... Tianyang, accepted the competition with Wu Meng!

(End of chapter)