Ling Feng came back to his senses, gathered eighty percent of his true qi, picked up his fist, and punched the oncoming fist, slammed it head-on, and shouted: Piercing the stone and cracking gold.

"Boom" The two fists collided together, a wave of qi spread out, Ling Feng took three steps back, a sharp pain came from his fist, but Ling Hong did not move at all, stepped towards Ling Feng again, and slammed into Ling Feng with a punch.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, he thought that this competition would not be very interesting, but he didn't expect that the Tianyuan Continent's exercises were peculiar, and he gathered ten percent of his true qi, and once again punched through the stone cracking gold and faced Ling Hong's fist.

"Bang" This time Ling Feng took three small steps back, Ling Hong took a step back, and everyone in the audience was in an uproar, "It is worthy of being a young master, and he actually dares to fight hard with Ling Hong, and the elders dare not fight hard with Ling Hong."

"Yes, the young master is too good, Ling Hong cultivated this thick earth madness, three years ago, the younger generation of the family, no one dared to provoke.

It is said that later the Seven Elders came to ask him to forge weapons and armor, and at that time he did not agree, and the Seven Elders had a big battle with him, and I heard that the Seven Elders suffered a loss when they collided with him at that time, and in the end, the Seven Elders still used the relevant cheats to reduce the side effects of madness, and then subdued him."

Ling Hong was also extremely shocked, the power of his current punch, he knew very well, one punch could kill an iron-armored bull, and Ling Feng and he punched him twice, but he was unscathed.

At this time, Ling Feng was less than a zhang away from the edge of the martial arts platform, if he was hit by Ling Hong, he would definitely get off the martial arts platform, thinking of this, Ling Feng exerted force with his feet, making the whole person parallel to the ground, spinning quickly in the air, and slamming into Ling Hong's chest with a swirling punch.

Ling Hong, who was in a state of madness, was extremely powerful, but his agility was not enough, and Ling Feng's fist hit Ling Hong's chest without any resistance.

The muscles in Ling Hong's chest were dented by Ling Feng's punch, and the force of rotation made the muscles twist into strips, and the huge force made Ling Hong bow his head and bow his back, Ling Hong's face was in pain, and then he shouted: "Ah", opened his arms, and his chest straightened.

Ling Feng only felt that this punch hit the cotton ball, and then he couldn't move forward a bit, and then a huge shock force came from the fist, Ling Feng flew back upside down, and landed on the edge of the competition platform in embarrassment.

Everyone in the audience was silent, although the fight on the stage was very exciting, they were a little disappointed in their hearts, after all, Ling Feng was their young master, and in the hearts of some people, it was a mythical existence, and he almost fell off the competition platform.

After Ling Feng stood firm, he saw Ling Hong pressing towards him again, he felt that he was stepping on the edge of the competition platform with half a foot, he was calm, he closed his eyes, and the third exercise of the 'Rising Meteor Fist' 'Pushing the Mountain and Falling Pillars' appeared in his mind.

Ling Feng took a step forward, stood still, crossed his fists in front of his chest, silver light was sheng, and then his fists went up and down, and then in the air in front of him, a big circle was rounded, and the true qi and fists were in front of his chest, forming a Tai Chi pattern, locking Ling Hong's chest, dragging his body with his fists, and shooting towards Ling Hong.

The dazzling silver light, the Tai Chi energy mass formed, dragged Ling Feng's afterimage, and instantly hit Ling Hong's chest.

Ling Hong only felt that a terrifying cloud of silver light energy was generated in front of Ling Feng, attacking him, and he quickly realized that he was dodging, and just wanted to dodge, his chest was numb, and a huge violent force bricked into his body.

The severe pain spread all over the body, and then the body was light, and the wind sounded in the ears, flying upside down in the air, and then the body sank, smashing on the ground "boom", and there was a sharp pain again, and the eyes were black, and I fainted.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, only to see a flash of silver light in front of the young master, teleported to Ling Hong, and flew Ling Hong with a punch, falling down the stage, and the audience was full of dust.

"Oh", "oh" for a long time, there were boiling cheers from the audience, and even Ling Cang's voice announcing Ling Fengsheng couldn't be heard clearly.

Ling Yingxue, who was watching from the audience, was also shocked for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses, before she didn't have much awe for this sudden young master, in her Tianjiao heart, but now this shocking scene made her heart completely changed.

The next competition, until the afternoon, the first time of the first round, was all the competitions completed, and Ling Feng quietly watched every competition.

In the second competition, Ling Feng's opponent directly admitted defeat, and Ling Feng directly advanced to the next round.

In the evening, the first round of the competition ended, No. 10 Lei Tai, Ling Yue, Ling Hong, Ling Yingxue, etc., all advanced to the next round, Ling Cang announced the end of the first day of the competition, all rest and recuperate, and continued on the second day.

Ling Feng returned to his residence, had dinner, took a hot bath, and wanted to go out to find a place with few people, and master the third exercise of 'Rising Meteor Boxing' 'Pushing Mountains and Falling Pillars', and after a mile of Ling's house, he skewered for half an hour, and finally saw a mountain forest, and Ling Feng touched it.

Coming to the hillside, more than three miles away from the Ling family's mansion, an empty and half-empty mountainside, Ling Feng Zama used his true qi, and punched over and over again, with the strong aura of this heaven and earth, Ling Feng quickly became proficient, the third exercise.

The heavy exercise of "pushing the mountain and falling the pillar", practiced to the realm of 'subtle', can knock down thousands of catties of boulders, practiced to the realm of 'perfection', one punch can be promoted, thousands of catties of boulders, a few zhang away, practiced to the realm of 'perfect', one punch can push the hill of the house.

As Ling Feng cast 'Pushing Mountains and Pillars' over and over again, his true qi was also growing rapidly, and at this time, the true qi mass of the dantian had expanded to the entire dantian, and the quality of his true qi was also unprecedentedly pure.

Practicing until it was almost dawn in the early morning, Ling Feng smashed it with one punch, and a boulder of more than 100 catties next to him, one of which was the size of a human head, flew straight to Ling Feng's head, Ling Feng involuntarily mobilized his soul power, controlled the stone, and stopped at his forehead.

Ling Feng increased his soul power again, controlling the stone to circle around him twice, and then flew out and hit the cliff wall of the mountain.

The "boom" stone became shattered, Ling Feng unfolded his divine sense to investigate, and found that his soul power cultivation had reached the Mahayana realm of the second level of the 'Nine Star Soul Refining Dafa'.

After being happy, Ling Feng came to the place where the cliff stone was shattered, and found that here, a huge stone more than two people tall was protruding.

In order to test the results, Ling Feng practiced lifting his true qi, and hit the boulder with a trick of 'pushing the mountain and falling the pillar', "squeaking", and the boulder and the ground made a piercing friction sound.

The boulder moved half a battle away, Ling Feng patted the dust on his body with satisfaction, and was about to call it a day and go down the mountain, when suddenly a voice came from the cliff: "Is it a mountain treasure, hurry up and bring the food in, let's go down the mountain." ”

Ling Feng hurriedly turned his head to look at the cliff wall, only to see a dark and secluded hole appear at the place where the boulder had protruded.

Ling Feng unfolded his divine sense, walked a few steps inside, and suddenly opened up, a hall as high as more than ten zhang and seven or eight zhang wide appeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes, the floor of the hall was very flat, except for a few futons, and on a futon in the middle of the hall, there was a middle-aged man sitting, and there was nothing else.

The stone walls around the hall were carved with dense words, and some pictures and texts, Ling Feng read a few lines, it was some exercises of the Ling family, Ling Feng only understood at this time, this was probably the forbidden place behind the Ling family, and he came here by mistake in order to practice.

The middle-aged man who was meditating with his eyes closed in the center of the hall saw that there was no movement or sound for a long time, so he opened his eyes and saw an unfamiliar face, his eyes narrowed slightly and said, "Who are you who dare to come to this forbidden place in the back mountain?"

Ling Feng also looked at the middle-aged man carefully, this person was not angry and arrogant, with thick eyebrows and sword eyes, and a slashed face, he looked exceptionally handsome, Ling Feng said: "You are, Ling Aotian, Ling Daxia."

Ling Aotian was stunned for a moment, there were still people in the Ling family who called him a hero, and then his eyes were cold, and he said: "You are not from the Ling family, I think you are unblessed with the exercises here."

After saying that, the vitality fluctuations around his body, Ling Feng looked at this burst, Ling Aotian regarded himself as a thief who stole martial arts, Ling Aotian's vitality, the horror of fluctuations, Ling Feng knew that he was not an opponent now, and said: "Let's do it slowly, it was Ling Yue who told me."

"Yue'er, is she okay?" Ling Aotian stood up, instantly came to Ling Feng, stared at Ling Feng and asked.

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