The last punch!

Two faint golden rays were revealed in Shui Wenxin's eyes, and the black hair on his head was automatic without wind, and wisps of true qi shuttled between the hairs.

Even his thin body seemed to have become a little taller.

If you look closely, you will find that the skin of Shui Wenxin's arms is covered with a layer of metallic luster, which is almost like turning into two metal walls.

"Spirit-level low-grade martial arts, King Kong Divine Fist!"

Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised, and recognized the martial arts performed by Shui Wenxin.

"Haha! That's right, it's the King Kong Divine Fist!" Shui Wenxin smiled.

King Kong Divine Fist is a relatively ordinary boxing martial art among the spirit-level martial arts, and it is widely spread, and the boxing spectrum of King Kong Divine Fist can be found in many counties.

Of course, no matter how widely the Vajra Divine Fist spreads, even if it is ordinary, it is also a spirit-level martial art, and it is only possible to include this kind of fist method in the palaces, sects, and families of major counties.

For ordinary martial artists, it is simply difficult to think of cultivating to the Vajra Divine Fist.

It was only by chance that he learned one of the eighteen moves of the Vajra God Fist, the Fire Vajra.

Performing this move, Shui Wenxin was enough to burst out with the power of seventy-eight bulls, even the person who was number one on the yellow list now did not have such a powerful explosive power.

In other words, if you cast the Vajra Divine Fist, Shui Wenxin will have the strength of the first place on the yellow list.

A female Huangbang martial artist in her thirties said: "Shui Wenxin has actually cultivated a Vajra Divine Fist, and if he uses this move, I'm afraid that even if he is the No. 1 Hei Changji on the Yellow List, he is not his opponent." ”

Previously, a Yellow List martial artist who was defeated by Zhang Ruochen said: "Before Shui Wenxin cultivated a spirit-level martial art, it was not much weaker than Hei Changji. Hei Changji can only slightly outperform him by performing the impermanence swordsmanship of the spirit level. Now, Shui Wenxin has cultivated the Vajra Divine Fist, and his explosive power is stronger, and it is no longer difficult to defeat Hei Changji. ”

"If Shui Wenxin can defeat the Nine Princes, after this battle, his ranking on the yellow list will definitely be changed to the first position. ”

A slightly young girl said: "If the Ninth Prince defeats the Water Conscience, doesn't it mean that the Ninth Prince is the number one on the Yellow List?"

An elder standing next to her said with a smile: "Shui Wenxin even uses a spirit-level martial art, he must have the confidence to win, and it is impossible for the Ninth Prince to have a chance to win." ”

"The Ninth Prince does have some gaps with Shui Wenxin, it seems that Ah Le doesn't need to make a move!" Lin Lushan's face showed a little disappointment.

If Ah Le makes a move, Zhang Ruochen will not be as simple as defeat.

Rather, die.

For Zhang Ruochen, Lin Lushan's heart was an inexplicable hatred, especially when she saw Zhang Ruochen's scenery, the more hatred she felt in her heart, and she couldn't wait for Zhang Ruochen to die in front of her immediately.

Even she doesn't understand, why does she hate Zhang Ruochen so much?

"Fire King Kong!"

Shui Wenxin continued his momentum, and his fists came out together.

The true qi burned, turning into two flame iron fists, and at the same time striking the huge force of seventy-eight bulls.

If it is on the battlefield, the punch of Shui Wenxin, with just the momentum, can scare off a hundred sergeants.

Zhang Ruochen not only did not retreat, but rushed forward, and the momentum on his body was like a brute elephant. The muscles and bones of the whole body are mobilized and transmitted to the arms.

"Elephant galloping!"

With a single palm, the power of the eighty-eight bulls burst out.

The results are clear.

As soon as Shui Wenxin's fist touched Zhang Ruochen's palm, the whole person flew out upside down, falling more than ten meters away in embarrassment, and almost fell off the battle platform.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen was still standing calmly in the center of the battle platform, and he had slowly withdrawn his palm.

It's all about crushing power.

Shui Wenxin looked at his fists, then at Zhang Ruochen, sighed, and said: "The future is terrible! The future is terrible! From now on, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince will be the first on the Yellow List." With the talent of His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince, he will soon be able to break through the Xuanji Realm, and it should not be rare to be the first on the Yellow List!Hey!"

With a sigh, Shui Wenxin looked quite lonely, and walked off the battlefield, which can be regarded as taking the initiative to admit defeat.

Only he knows how big the gap is with Zhang Ruochen. If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen taking the initiative to withdraw some of his strength at the last moment, he would have been seriously injured with that palm just now.

Zhang Ruochen's strength is stronger than everyone imagined.

As Shui Wenxin said, Zhang Ruochen was not very interested in being the first on the Yellow List, and mainly came for the reward of one million silver coins.

After all, the ranking on the yellow list is just a record of the warriors of Yunwu County, the pattern is too small, and the gold content is too low. If it is changed to the first place on the Xuan List, the gold content of the list will be increased by a very high level, and almost all martial artists will desperately compete for the ranking of the Xuan List.

Of course, it can only be said that Zhang Ruochen's vision is too high, if other young martial artists can win the first place on the yellow list, they will immediately become the figure of the whole county and become the object of worship of countless young girls.

In the midst of everyone's boiling discussions, the fifteen-year-old life-killing swordsman Ah Le finally stepped onto the stage and became Zhang Ruochen's ninth opponent.

Those warriors who watched the battle looked forward to it even more.

You must know that Ah Le's previous ten battles were all one-sword kills opponents, and no one knows how strong he is?

Zhang Ruochen has never been defeated, and even Shui Wenxin has been defeated in his hands.

They are all sharp young warriors, who will be stronger?

"This is interesting! Both of them are kendo masters of the younger generation, and they are also unfathomable, I don't know which of them will win?"

"It's really hard to say this, after all, that deadly swordsman only used one move from beginning to end, maybe he is stronger than Shui Wenxin?"

At this moment, around the gambling table, there are many people betting.

Zhang Ruochen, win. Bet on one to three.

Zhang Ruochen, dead. Bet one to two.

Ah Le, win. Bet one to two.

Ah Le, die. Bet on 1 to 10.

Draw. Bet on one to four.

Some people bet that Zhang Ruochen will win, some people bet that Ah Le will win, and of course, some people pressure them to tie.

The lord of the nine counties was full of confidence in Zhang Ruochen, and directly bet 10,000 silver coins, betting that Zhang Ruochen could win. Almost all of her savings were staked.

On the battle platform.

The two young swordsmen, ten steps apart, stared at each other.

Ah Le held the iron sword, his eyes did not blink, like a statue: "You are indeed very strong!"

Zhang Ruochen said: "At your age, it is also remarkable that you can cultivate to the current height. However, your swordsmanship has a fatal flaw, and when you fight me, you have no chance of winning, but have a high chance of dying under my sword. I advise you, take the initiative to admit defeat!"

Ah Le's swordsmanship is indeed terrifying, even Zhang Ruochen has to go all out.

Once you give it your all, you will definitely not be able to show mercy.

Either Euthanasia or he died.

Ah Le glanced slightly in the direction of Lin Lushan, a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Ruochen again, his eyes became more determined, and said: "Who is dead and who is alive, only after the battle will know." ”

Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly and said, "You are cultivating the forbidden martial art 'Killing Sword Technique', not only killing others, but also killing yourself. Although you can kill the Yellow List Martial Artist with a single sword, every time you swing a sword, it will cause great damage to your martial body. ”

Forbidden martial arts refer to martial arts that can only be performed at a certain price.

For example, killing swordsmanship. Every time you swing a sword, you are consuming your own life force.

If Ah Le had used ten killing swordsmanship in a row, he wouldn't need anyone else to do it at all, and he would have already consumed himself to death.

Of course, Ah Le's attainments in kendo are indeed very high, far surpassing those of his peers. As long as he didn't face the Yellow List Martial Artist, he didn't need to perform the killing sword technique at all, and he could kill the opponent with one sword.

It can be called a forbidden martial art, and its power is naturally quite terrifying, and not ordinary people can successfully cultivate.

Ah Le said calmly: "Since you know that I practice the killing swordsmanship, you should understand the power of the killing swordsmanship." In the same realm, no one can stop my sword. Not long ago, a martial artist in the middle of the Xuanji Realm was also killed by me with a sword. ”

Zhang Ruochen smiled lightly and said, "I said that you have no chance of winning when you fight me." Because, the killing swordsmanship you have cultivated is not complete, and there are fatal flaws. What you got was just a remnant of the sword art of killing, right?"

Ah Le looked calm and unfazed, and said, "You want to break my will in this way?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head lightly, said no more, and said, "Since you still don't admit defeat, let me see how strong your killing swordsmanship is, right?"

In fact, Zhang Ruochen didn't hate Ah Le, but admired his swordsmanship, as if he could see a super swordsman rising.

Whether in his previous life or in this life, Zhang Ruochen has never killed anyone, and he very much doesn't want the first person to die in his hands to be such a young man. That's why he persuaded a few more words.

Facing Shang Ale, Zhang Ruochen also pulled out the Soul Flashing Sword.

Two sword qi emanated from Zhang Ruochen and A Le's bodies at the same time, colliding in the air.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen and Ah Le who were facing each other for life and death on the battle platform, Lin Lushan felt very excited.

If Ah Le can kill Zhang Ruochen, it is naturally the best. If Zhang Ruochen killed Ah Le, she would also have an indescribable pleasure in her heart.

A genius swordsman died at the hands of another genius swordsman for her. Shouldn't she be excited?

It's an amazing feeling!

"Kill!"

Ah Le's lips read a sentence softly, turning into an afterimage, and rushing towards Zhang Ruochen with no relent. At the same time, as soon as his arm was raised, the iron sword in his hand stabbed out at a lightning speed.

Zhang Ruochen also followed suit, and also turned into an afterimage and greeted him.