Chapter 135: I Have Strength! (Third Update, Asking for Subscription, Monthly Pass)

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When the referee saw that he was about to say, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, you don't have to quarrel, since you are in the ring, it is useless to quarrel." Stand still!"

The referee asked the two to stand and waved their hands to announce the start of the game.

"Kill!"

As soon as the referee announced the start, Zheng Peng had an extra long knife in his hand.

Zheng Peng's eyes flashed with violence, and the long knife in his hand was raised, and in an instant, a knife light more than a zhang long was dragged out, and it was cut down towards the heavy head.

The killing intent is monstrous!

Zhu Qiaose's swordsmanship, the sword light is shining, and it is completely a fist embroidered leg. And Zheng Peng is just the opposite, his knife technique is extremely fierce, without the slightest false move.

The warriors who were closer to the ring only felt a chill in their hearts, like a big knife cut off from the top of their heads.

"God, this Zheng Peng's combat power is too strong!"

"What a terrible knife! This is a knife technique of killing!"

"It's terrible, this person is much stronger than Zhu Qiaose!"

When the disciples saw Zheng Peng's knife, their faces changed and they were chilled. They were all intimidated by Zheng Peng's knife skills, and they felt uncomfortable and restless.

Sharp eyes flashed slightly.

This Zheng Peng is much stronger than Zhu Qiaose.

It's a pity that he ran into himself.

Take a gentle step under your heavy feet.

Bear step!

"Boom!"

The ring shook, and a domineering force slashed at Zheng Peng's legs from the ground.

Zheng Peng is worthy of being a battle-hardened figure, his senses are extremely keen, he feels the power underground, and as soon as his legs move, he immediately dodges this power.

But in a flash, his murderous sword was already affected, and his power was reduced by three points.

The figure flashed.

Heavy in front of you.

Zheng Peng's face changed slightly. At this time, he realized that the step he had just taken not only sent out a force from the ground, but also shortened the distance in an instant!

After closing the distance hard, he missed the optimal attack distance, and his sword was old.

Zheng Peng is now finally aware of the terrible situation. This is heavy, and it doesn't seem to be a high level of cultivation, but the grasp of the timing of the battle is really accurate and makes people palpitate.

One step, just one step, let him fall behind!

You don't need to do anything at all, just let him fall behind!

This kind of character, Zheng Peng is really unheard of!

"Underestimate him!"

Zheng Peng's mind was racing, and he suddenly changed the knife momentum, preparing to make another knife.

He smiled hard and slapped his palm.

Zheng Pengdeng's face changed drastically.

It turned out that Li Chong's shot looked unremarkable, but it was right on the blade of his sword! It seemed that Li Zhong had already seen through his knife moves, and no matter how his long knife swung it, he couldn't escape the heavy palm!

"Boom!"

A volcanic eruption-like force suddenly came, Zheng Peng didn't even have time to give birth to a thought, and the long knife had already been slapped away.

Zheng Peng didn't have time to think about anything at all, a fighting instinct made him react, and he didn't hesitate to retreat, wanting to get out of the range of the heavy attack.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

How strong his flesh was, and how powerful his explosive power was. In this kind of close-quarters combat, it would be a joke to let the enemy escape.

A heavy wave of his arm.

The strong control of the physical body has reached the point of doing whatever he wants, and with a movement of his mind, the bones are instantly elongated, and the arm, which is more than three feet long, suddenly becomes more than five feet long, and the palm of the hand has become much larger.

"Smack!"

The heavy palm slapped Zheng Peng's face fiercely.

Zheng Peng flew up and fell heavily to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The disciples let out an exclamation in unison.

Zheng Peng's combat effectiveness is extremely strong, but such a character, in the hands of Li Chong, still can't make a move, which is really unbelievable and unimaginable.

A corner of the square.

Duanmu Feng and Cai Ruyu stood dumbfounded.

Cai Ruyu was dumbfounded, while Duanmu Feng was flushed.

Previously, he was also full of confidence, saying that Zheng Peng would quickly gain the upper hand. But in fact, just a face, Zheng Peng was slapped out of the ring.

The heavy slap seemed to hit Duanmu Feng in the face, making his face hot.

Duanmu walked over, looked at Zheng Peng, and his face turned blue again.

Zheng Peng received this blow, even if he could wake up, his head would not be bright. A good follower is likely to turn into a fool.

Duanmu Feng was furious, pointed at Li Zhong and shouted: "Li Chong, fellow disciple brother, why are you so heavy?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately echoed by several outer disciples.

"It's too much!"

"Hmph, this kind of ruthlessness is not worthy of being an inner disciple!"

"Ask the elder to come forward and punish this person severely!"

He knew that even if he ignored it, he would not be punished. But these people kept yelling, but it affected his mood and made him unhappy.

In that case, let's say a few words.

He swept his eyes and said lightly: "What are you called? If you have the ability, you will come to the stage." If you don't have the ability, shut up Lao Tzu. If you shout again, Lao Tzu will remember a few of you, and he will trample you to death after a while. ā€

As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar.

"It's too arrogant!"

"This person is so serious that he actually threatens us!"

"It's too arrogant, openly threatening the disciples of the sect and begging the elders to punish him!"

The disciples shouted one after another.

Li Zhong's expression sank slightly, and he said coldly: "You group of waste, all shut up to Lao Tzu." The ring is right in front of you, and if you don't come up, what are you yelling about? Are you a warrior, or are you a bunch of hens that have laid eggs and clucked?"

The disciples fell silent.

Duanmu Feng looked at Li Zhong and said coldly: "Li Chong, you are so arrogant!"

Li Zhong laughed and said proudly: "I'm arrogant, that's because I have strength! Four challengers in a row, all of them were blasted away by me in one face, you group of waste, can you do it?"

Duanmu Feng sneered, "I can do it." ā€

Li Zhong laughed again, and said: "Can you really do it? Four battles, I only use one palm, can you defeat Tu Yidao, Niu Dakui, Zhu Qiaose and Zheng Peng with one palm, one face?"

Li Zhong continued: "There are still ah. In every battle, I only use the palm of my hand, and never use the fine pattern. Can you do that?"

Duanmu Feng's face changed.

One by one, defeat Tu Yidao and others, he is sure that he can do it. After all, his body, all over his body is full of fine pattern weapons, and his attack power is very powerful. However, without the use of a fine pattern device, purely with a meat palm, he would never be able to defeat Tu Yidao and the others in an instant.

Under the ring, the faces of the disciples also changed.

Previously, they all had all kinds of prejudices against Lizhong, and they didn't realize that Lizhong was powerful.

Now, after listening to Li Chong's words, they realized that Li Zhong was so powerful.

Without the use of fine tattoos, with one palm, he defeated four people in a row. Every battle is over in an instant. How many people can there be in the entire outer gate?

- (To be continued.) )