readx;? Lin Zheng is the last tester, and his every move will naturally attract everyone's special attention. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEspecially when I saw the excitement on the faces of the people in Qingzhou, the attention of the onlookers became more and more concentrated.

However, Lin Zheng's actions were somewhat unexpected for them.

If Lin Zheng really directly challenged Shi Ding, who was thrown to the ground by Yao Cai, they would not be confused. At least to some extent, it did not surprise them. After all, the abnormal expectations of the people in Qingzhou will not be without reason.

But the other party was squatting on the ground, as if he was looking at something, which made them extremely puzzled.

Walking to the vicinity of the two-thousand-jin stone tripod, Lin Zheng squatted down, but his eyes did not focus on the stone tripod, but carefully inspected the Fengyuan stone bricks on the ground.

Compared with other people's attention to the weight of the stone ding, he was more concerned about the strength of the Feng Yuan stone. From Yao Cai's punch just now to Shi Ding being thrown off and falling to the ground, these two heavy blows made Lin Zheng extremely interested in Feng Yuanshi itself.

Yao Cai's punch is definitely more than two thousand catties, and Shi Ding's strength on the ground may even break through the range of three thousand catties. Under such gravity, even objects made of fine iron will not be undamaged. But whether it is the stone tripod or the stone bricks on the ground, there are no scars, not even scratches.

If you look at the hardness of the material alone, Feng Yuan Stone may be harder than ordinary Xuanbing.

Moreover, the surface of the Fengyuan stone, although it seems that it has only been processed superficially, the material itself is so strange that there are no gaps at all. This situation is definitely peculiar, no matter what kind of stone or refined metal, it is impossible to have such a natural fineness.

And this phenomenon, Lin Zheng has only seen it once, that is, on the star weapon Sky Splitting Red Tiger.

If it was as simple as Feng Yuanshi just being used to test the strength of a martial artist, Lin Zheng would never believe it.

After confirming what he was thinking, Lin Zheng stood up, grabbed a tripod foot in his right hand, and walked towards the row of stone tripods.

Walking to the position where the stone tripod in his hand was originally placed, Lin Zheng did not lift the stone tripod as others imagined, but used his hand to put the stone tripod back in place.

After doing this, he walked to the thousand catties of stone tripods beside him. After raising it slightly, Lin Zheng's hands shook a little, he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and put it down again.

When Lin Zheng walked towards the smallest Shi Ding, everyone frowned slightly, and even Bao Ying was puzzled, what was in the other party's heart.

If Lin Zheng's strength is not enough to lift the two thousand catties of stone ding, it doesn't seem like it. To be able to drag a two-thousand-pound stone tripod on the ground, although the effort required is not as laborious as lifting the tripod, it is at least more than a thousand pounds of strength. Why did he avoid the thousand-pound stone tripod and choose the smallest one? Could it be that he had other ideas?

Lin Zheng didn't think about the thoughts of outsiders, he looked at the half-human-tall Shi Ding in front of him, suddenly bent down, grabbed a tripod foot with his left hand, shook it twice out of thin air, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

His behavior is even more puzzling. If Lin Zheng wants to show his strength by holding the tripod with one hand, although it makes sense. But with the examples of Yao Cai and Zhou Caiyun in front, it is really difficult to attract the attention of others. Although Lin Zheng's state looks more relaxed.

Grabbing Feng Yuanding in his hand, Lin Zheng finally confirmed his conjecture, Feng Yuanshi could indeed completely imprison the operation of internal qi, but for his internal qi, which was close to Yuanli to some extent, the extent of confinement was not as large as he imagined.

And Feng Yuanshi's means of imprisoning internal qi is done through a special kind of energy. Because when he grabbed Shi Ding, Lin Zheng already had a force into his body. It's just that this momentum, when it passed through the blood crystal in the chest, was mostly offset by the electric flow in the blood crystal.

In terms of state, this energy is completely contrary to the composition of the vitality. But Lin Zheng had a feeling that it was very much like the power generated by the Red Tiger's body through the mysterious Yuan Qi network. Although Lin Zheng did not have any special network existence on Feng Yuanshi.

In the whirring wind, Lin Zheng shook the stone tripod more and more.

In everyone's puzzled gaze, Lin Zheng suddenly punched out.

What is he trying to do, does he want to smash Shi Ding?

The thought flashed through everyone's minds, but they couldn't believe it. Breaking the stone tripod first does not make any sense for the test itself, and the most important thing is the material of the Feng Yuan stone, they also know a little bit, and its strength is definitely not comparable to other materials.

And Bao Ying, who is in charge of the office, knows more about the characteristics of Feng Yuanshi than others. He knew that since Lin Zheng could reach the Xiaocheng realm in the Fire Yuan Exercises, the purity of his internal qi was only higher than his own.

To a certain extent, Feng Yuanshi could no longer completely restrain his internal qi. But if Lin Zheng wanted to despise Feng Yuanshi by virtue of this, it would be a big mistake.

Of course, Lin Zheng knew the characteristics of the Feng Yuan Stone, it could not only restrain the Yuan Qi, but more importantly, even the internal Qi attack would be dissolved by the special energy on the surface of the Feng Yuan Stone. He didn't want to smash the stone tripod through internal qi.

On the fist that was swung, the skin suddenly turned red, and a faint layer of scales enveloped the fist.

Without any attack of internal qi, it would naturally not cause Feng Yuanshi's reaction. But when the heavy fist bombarded the stone ding, the Feng Yuan stone itself produced a layer of dense resistance like its own surface. There are no gaps, and the resistance makes the power of the heavy punch invisible.

The loud sound of the heavy punch hitting Shi Ding shocked everyone's hearts. But when they saw that Lin Zheng's heavy punch was just in vain, many people secretly shook their heads, disappointed by his whimsy.

But when Bao Ying saw Lin Zheng's second attack, her eyes lit up. He saw that when Lin Zheng's fist touched the surface of the stone ding, he carried out no less than five consecutive attacks, and that kind of fist was still full of strength in a faint swing, even in terms of his cultivation in the middle of the Martial Sect, it was extremely rare.

The fist clicked continuously on the top surface, and the speed of the degree has reached a certain limit.

Lianhua Miaofa hit a heavy punch, and after fusing the python blood, it finally broke through the limitation of six punches and rose to the level of seven punches in one fell swoop. Although it was only an extra punch, it increased the power of the punch by more than one percent.

The fist power above the top surface was deliberately shrunk to a point by Lin Zheng with his senses, and this kind of binding method, if there was no cooperation of consciousness, even if the martial arts sect with a higher cultivation level than Lin Zheng might not be able to complete it.

When the last punch fell, the hidden power of the seven punches was suddenly activated.

With the focus of the fist power gathering as the center, Feng Yuanshi's own resistance was suddenly torn apart like cloth.

Click!

What everyone heard was a loud and crisp sound, although violent, by no means loud.

But such a small sound made their minds stiff, and then they were indescribably dizzy, and they seemed to be in the midst of a stormy sea, swaying with the wind and waves.

When Bao Ying saw Lin Zheng hit Shi Ding with a heavy punch, she admired Lin Zheng's martial arts in her heart. But when the cracking sound came into his ears, his face changed drastically, and then he hurriedly closed his five senses.

The sound of shattering quickly passed, and when the tremor of the eardrum disappeared, Bao Ying let out a breath of turbidity.

The astonishment in Bao Ying's eyes flashed, he never thought that Lin Zheng's attack would lead to such a powerful sound attack, to be precise, the shattering of the Feng Yuan Stone, would have such a miraculous effect.

The sound of shattering just now, although in terms of volume, was not too loud. But the effect is like an undercurrent surging under the surface of the sea, and although it is calm on the surface, its power can only be felt in the depths. To put it simply, the sound just now can only be produced after the superposition of countless imperceptible sounds.

And this sound is no longer just a sound, but a sound attack. It uses sound to achieve the purpose of injuring the enemy, and the power of the sound just now is no less than the attack of ordinary martial arts. And it's even more difficult to watch out for.

However, the sound attack is extremely difficult to cultivate, and even in the Chixiao Pavilion, only a very small number of people have achieved it.

Looking at Lin Zheng, who was frozen in place in the Fengyuan field, Bao Ying was more and more curious about this young man. What was the reason for him to make such an unusual move, and he was able to do it.

Wang Meng, Chiyue Sect, a young man who is very suitable for physical cultivation, and his own embarrassing status.

These seemingly unrelated words made Bao Ying suddenly have an idea, maybe this is an opportunity for herself.

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