Chapter Twenty-Seven: True Anger
Tang Cheng's contempt made Chen Zhuo's whole person crazy: "You bastard, seed, and garbage, dare to humiliate me like this, I want your life!! β
With a roar, Chen Zhuo rushed towards Tang Cheng like crazy.
At this moment, the true qi in his body seemed to be boiling, and all of them bloomed.
In the wind howling, his hands stirred up a fierce energy.
Martial arts!
This is a characteristic of martial arts.
This Chen Zhuo actually has martial arts!!
The sudden change between the electric light and flint made everyone in the entire lecture hall gasp.
Everyone present, although no one cultivated martial arts, they all knew the power of martial arts.
Even the lowest-level non-entry-level martial arts are enough to stand out in the realm of martial apprentices who have just entered the ranks of martial artists.
After all, martial arts are too precious.
And at this moment, Chen Zhuo actually used martial arts, looking at the formation, it was definitely not the kind of martial arts that could not be compared.
This time, no one will continue to be optimistic about Tang Cheng.
Even Zhao Feiyu is ready to shoot at any time.
And Ye Yang scolded directly: "Chen Zhuo, you are a despicable villain, you have already lost, don't you stop quickly!! β
His voice was full of anger and madness.
Because, he didn't dare to imagine what Tang Cheng would do in the face of Chen Zhuo, who used martial arts.
However, Chen Zhuo turned a deaf ear to Ye Yang's angry scolding.
At this moment, there was only infinite killing in his heart.
desperately paid some price, but also killed Tang Cheng.
Because of this, the true qi in his body was even faster than twelve minutes, surging wildly, converging on his palms and swaying out.
"Give me death, Flowing Cloud Palm!"
Chen Zhuo's hands, with a roar of rage, sounded in the field.
Lower-grade yellow-rank martial arts, Daliu Cloud Palm.
The palms are like the wind, attracting the flowing clouds, striking the sky, and the gods block and kill the gods!
This is the embodiment of the most powerful embodiment of the 'Great Flow Cloud Palm'.
And Chen Zhuo, although he can't do the strongest power, but at this moment, his palms are swaying towards Tang Cheng layer by layer, but it still attracts a strong wind, this kind of power, once it is closed, it means that Tang Cheng has the memory of his past life and this life, and he will also be hit hard.
However, will Tang Cheng let Chen Zhuo's palms close?
No, of course not!
At this moment, the corners of his mouth, with a confident and flying smile, suddenly rushed towards Chen Zhuo.
He actually wants to face Chen Zhuo's offensive hard?
At this moment, everyone in the entire martial arts hall was stunned by Tang Cheng's actions.
"This bastard, don't you want to die?" Zhao Feiyu's face also showed a nervous taste, although Tang Cheng had shown a skill that shocked her before, but in the face of Chen Zhuo, who had displayed his martial arts at this moment, she couldn't believe that Tang Cheng could retreat under the other party's bombardment.
So, at this moment, she couldn't help but want to stop the two.
However, when she saw the confident and flying smile on the corner of Tang Cheng's mouth, for some reason, there was a feeling in her heart that 'maybe he can really create miracles'.
Yes, she hesitated.
And how fast Tang Cheng and Chen Zhuo hedged, in an instant, they collided together.
If Chen Zhuo's palm is a trap waiting for the rabbit, then Tang Cheng is a beast rushing towards the trap without hesitation at this moment.
At this moment, Tang Cheng's figure is like a dragon and a snake, vigorous and full of strength, and the speed is extremely fast, which makes people feel dazzled.
For Tang Cheng's sudden surge in speed, the corners of Chen Zhuo's mouth brought a cruel smile, and his palms were unmoved, as if pushing a mountain, pushing out of the air.
The strong wind, howling at this moment, stirred up Tang Cheng's black hair, swaying with the wind.
"Woo!"
This is the sound of tearing wind brought by Chen Zhuo's palms, which is extremely powerful, if this falls on Tang Cheng's body, it will be difficult to die.
"Tang Cheng, be careful!"
Ye Yang's heart suddenly screamed in his throat at this moment.
Chen Zhuo, on the other hand, was full of cruelty and howled.
"It's late, give me death!"
His palms, with an afterimage and a strong wind, suddenly fell in the midst of laughter.
One palm slapped Tang Cheng's cheek horizontally, and the other palm pierced through the air, slapping Tang Cheng's right rib.
The ruthless method was Zhao Feiyu, and her eyes narrowed.
And the other people in the martial arts hall were even more chilled in their hearts, and their hearts were pounding like drums.
However, no one noticed that Tang Cheng's expression, from beginning to end, did not change in the slightest.
Especially at the moment when Chen Zhuo made a move, the corners of his mouth outlined a high-spirited smile.
Whewββ
Chen Zhuo's palms were pressed down like thunder.
But just when his palms approached Tang Cheng's body three feet ago, Tang Cheng's figure fell suddenly, as if the sky was falling, and it was Chen Zhuo, who only felt a flower in front of him, and lost Tang Cheng's figure in an instant.
And at the moment when his back landed, Tang Cheng used force on his back, twisted it in the air, and then slapped his palms to the ground, and the whole person stood up again strangely.
This change of lightning and flint pushed the mood of everyone in the venue to the peak of madness.
Right-angle prosthesis!
Tang Cheng perfectly used the 'right-angle fake body' to dodge Chen Zhuo's fatal blow, and at the same time, when the opponent's move was old, he stood by his side.
At this moment, a chill suddenly rose in Chen Zhuo's heart.
However, it was too late.
Just when he didn't want to wave his hands and shoot again,
Tang Cheng's figure suddenly turned to one side, and his entire figure seemed to be a little shorter.
Immediately after stomping on the ground with his front foot, there was a muffled thunder roar on the ground, and the entire lecture hall seemed to shake at this moment.
And Tang Cheng's figure crashed into Chen Zhuo's arms between the lightning and flint.
Time, at this moment, seems to freeze.
Chen Zhuo's face was filled with horror and disbelief, and then it turned into a strange convulsion.
"Boom!"
Chen Zhuo's figure, like a cannonball, was suddenly thrown out of the air.
In mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
At this moment, everything was silent.
Push the mountain!
One of the most widely spread basic martial arts in the Tianwu Continent, at this moment, in Tang Cheng's hands, the fierce power was actually exerted to the fullest.
Shaking his arms and falling to the sky, stomping his feet and shaking Kyushu!
That's what happened at this moment.
Chen Zhuo was defeated, defeated without any tricks, and completely defeated.
Defeated at the hands of Tang Cheng.
At this moment, in the martial arts hall, there was a sound of gasp.
"Okay, good fight!"
At this moment, Ye Yang's whole person shouted in surprise.
Although he didn't know how Tang Cheng did it, as a brother, as long as Tang Cheng won, he would be happy.
"This trick is really perfect, I really don't know how this bastard kid can hide so deeply!" Zhao Feiyu's eyes were also filled with disbelief.
With basic martial arts, he defeated Chen Zhuo, who had used the 'Great Stream Cloud Palm' without any overseas Chinese.
If a master of Zhao Feiyu's level did it, it would be nothing.
But it appeared in Tang Cheng's hands, which really made Zhao Feiyu have no choice but to be surprised.
Not to mention her, it's Chen Zhuo, and the whole person has a crazy feeling.
Blood gushed from his mouth, but it couldn't stop the pain in his heart.
However, in the midst of this pain, there are also countless unwillingness.
He looked at Tang Cheng in shock, his fingers trembling: "You...... How can you possibly possess true qi? β
He trembled and pointed at Tang Cheng, who was close at hand, and asked unwillingly.
Yes, Tang Cheng used his true qi.
At the last time, when urging the 'push to lean on the mountain', he used his true qi.
Otherwise, how could it be so easy to defeat a real martial art with a basic martial art, such a thing against the sky?
So, Chen Zhuo found out, but what can this be?
In response to Chen Zhuo's question, Tang Cheng smiled and said, "How do you guess I have true qi?" β