Chapter Ninety-Two: The Battle of Du Mao

That's because Jun Han didn't participate in the spiritual power test!

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you. Du Mao let out a loud shout and poured spiritual power into his legs, and suddenly, Du Mao's speed reached its peak.

"Rush!"

Du Mao was like a wild bull, and he rushed straight towards Jun Han and collided with him.

Du Mao's strength was even stronger than the Ouyang Ming that Jun Han had encountered before, but after so many days of cultivation, Jun Han's strength had also been greatly improved.

Bang bang bang!

The two figures collided, and then it was like two fierce dragons fighting between heaven and earth.

Between the staggered figures, the spiritual power is galloping, like a thunderbolt flowing, shining with brilliance, extremely dazzling.

Under the arena, the surrounding one-punch female freshman students, seeing this scene, their eyes flashed with amazement, I am afraid that whoever wins the two of them will immediately capture the hearts of a large number of freshman female students.

"Punch through the sky!"

Du Mao let out a loud cry and poured spiritual power into his palm, and in the blink of an eye, Du Mao's entire palm lit up with dazzling light, and an extremely terrifying power gathered between his palms.

"Dragon Crash Fist!"

The dragon power poured out, and Jun Han punched it.

Boom!

The two of them each took a few steps back, and then fought together again, and if you look closely, you will find that Jun Han seems to have words in his mouth during the battle.

"Sixth move!"

Jun Han swung out a palm again and slapped Du Mao's shoulder fiercely, Du Mao was in pain, turned around suddenly, and threw his arm like a long whip.

Jun Han paused, turned around quickly, and said lightly: "Seventh move!"

When Du Mao heard Jun Han's muttering words, he was instantly furious, Jun Han was really counting the moves, did he really think that he could defeat Du Mao in thirty moves?

On the high platform, Ziyun's purple-red beautiful eyes fell on the figure in the martial arts arena, and a little surprise appeared on her delicate face: "Jun Han, he seems to be really checking tricks." ”

"Really, he's too crazy, isn't he? he really thinks he can defeat Du Mao in thirty moves?" Bai Xiling looked at the two people in the field, the two of them were staggered, and they looked very anxious.

Suddenly, Bai Xiling noticed that Du Mao's footsteps had suddenly changed, and Du Mao's legs seemed to be infused with endless spiritual power, and they were very flexible.

"Jun Han, you didn't expect it! I, Du Mao, have also cultivated a kind of footwork while practicing attack martial arts!" Du Mao sneered at the corner of his mouth, his steps flew brightly, and he raised his fist to greet Jun Han in all directions.

"Is this a footwork?" On the high platform, Tsui Hark looked at Du Mao who rushed out, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Qingfeng Step" is a human-level superior footwork, you must know that in the Cangyun Continent, footwork is far more precious than attack martial arts, and the value of a human-level high-quality footwork is comparable to Xuan-level martial arts.

Tsui Hark suddenly laughed, indeed, Du Mao's successful cultivation of "Qingfeng Step" was indeed beyond his expectations.

When Zhang Qi heard this, he said: "Du Mao's strength is enough to rank within the four hundred and fifty on the Huangwu List, and now that he has cultivated the Qingfeng Step, his strength should be around the four hundred and thirty on the Huangwu List." In my opinion, that Jun Han has already been defeated, how can he defeat the powerhouse on the Huang Wu list. ”

Li Tong and Li Mu, who Jun Han defeated before, were not qualified to enter the Huangwu List.

And now, Du Mao's strength is undoubted, as long as he challenges the Huang Wu List, he will definitely be able to get a place on the Huang Wu List.

"Footwork? yes, I actually use footwork. Jun Han also rushed towards Du Mao, his steps seemed messy, but in fact, every step was accurately calculated by Jun Han.

Although the dragon beard step is also a human-level footwork, Jun Han has already cultivated this footwork superbly, even if it is a strong martial artist, he may not be able to see that Jun Han is performing a footwork at the moment.

Du Mao's speed is already very fast.

However, when Jun Han's dragon beard unfolded, Du Mao actually had a feeling that he couldn't touch the corners of Jun Han's clothes.

"How is this possible?"

Du Mao's heart was shocked, looking at Jun Han's footsteps, and he couldn't see what footwork he had cultivated.

"Lucky boy, see that I don't pick your skin. Du Mao's big arms stretched, and a strong aura flipped away, and Du Mao began to perform a sharp punch.

Whew!

Du Mao's fist was very fast, and the moment he punched, it was like a gust of wind.

The Wind Fist Method, intended to be fast and swift, is a Xuan-level inferior boxing method, which can be cultivated to the extreme, and can even defeat other martial artists beyond the level.

"Boy, let me show you my Wind Fist Technique!"

With an invincible momentum, Du Mao attacked Jun Han and punched straight to Jun Han's face.

"It's so powerful, Du Mao has successfully cultivated all the Xuan-level boxing techniques. ”

"Du Mao's punch is thousands of catties, and it will definitely be able to smash Jun Han's head. ”

Jun Han's expression was unwavering, unaffected by the discussions of the people around him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a ghostly arc.

"Wind Fist Method, I don't know which is more popular than my Wind Fist Method!"

Call!

Jun Han stretched out his arms, and suddenly there seemed to be a strong wind howling on the scene, Jun Han channeled his spiritual power into his arms and waved his arms.

When he waved his arms, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing.

Bang bang bang!

Jun Han and Du Mao were staggered together, Du Mao became more and more shocked the more he fought, this guy would actually use Xuan-level superior boxing techniques!

"Xuan-level superior!"

The students at the scene couldn't help but gasp, no one could have imagined that a student of a one-star martial arts vein would be able to successfully cultivate the superior fist technique of the Xuan level.

Generally speaking, the lower the martial arts star, the worse the comprehension of martial arts, and the worse the strength of spiritual power, but Jun Han completely violated this.

"This guy actually knows the superior boxing technique of the Xuan level, although he is only proficient in the realm, which is enough to resist Du Mao's Xuan level inferior boxing technique. Bai Xiling looked at Jun Han and said.

"Could it be that Jun Han's combat power is amazing, and at the same time, he also has a very high level of understanding? Ziyun's expression revealed a bit of curiosity, and asked softly.

"The fifteenth move!"

Jun Han said indifferently, avoiding Du Mao's punch, and immediately stepped forward, injected spiritual power into his fist, and punched Du Mao's shoulder.

Du Mao took more than a dozen steps backwards and almost fell off the competition platform.

"It's already the fifteenth move, and there are fifteen moves left, and you will be completely defeated!" Jun Han withdrew his fist, stood tall, stood on the competition platform, and said in an extremely chic manner, as if he was announcing Du Mao's defeat.

How could Du Mao endure Jun Han's arrogance in front of him, he was a genius from Giant Spirit City, and he would tolerate others stepping on his head?

"Jun Han, you have angered me, today, you will die!"

As he spoke, Du Mao poured a vague spiritual power into his body.