Chapter 41: The Dragon Fights

Ye Jin Huan has seen the strength of Ye Feixue in the secret realm, so when she heard that she was fighting against Ye Feixue, she shrugged her shoulders directly and loudly announced her abstention, no way, even if her eldest brother went up, she was looking for abuse, she was not stupid, so she didn't go up. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

In this regard, everyone was stunned for a while, but when they thought of the relationship between the two, they were silent.

And Ye Feixue could only smile helplessly when she saw Ye Jinhuan sticking out her tongue at her, and then set her eyes on the ring.

Because Ye Jin Huan abstained, the referee of the match between Ye Feixue and Ye Jin Huan directly announced that Ye Feixue won, and only Huang Lianqi and Zhao Wu were left on the field.

These two people are tied for the second of the "Three Sons of Qingyang", and they both have acquired ninefold cultivation, and they are the most likely people in their respective families to become the next head of the family, so the battle between these two people is naturally more attractive than Ye Feixue and Ye Jinhuan.

After the two stepped into the ring, they looked at each other, although they knew each other's existence since childhood, and they were very familiar with each other, but to be honest, because they had never had the opportunity to do so, they had not really competed, and now they were fighting in the ring, which was naturally a dragon fight.

Zhao Wu looked at Huang Lianqi ten steps away, his hands hanging at his side were clenched tightly, the muscles of his body were bulging, and his eyes were full of strong fighting spirit, after the referee announced that the game must start, he stomped on the ground with his hind feet, and his body shot towards Huang Lianqi, just when he was about to get close to Huang Lianqi, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, hit Huang Lianqi's right shoulder, and let out a low cry in his mouth.

"Bull Fist!"

The martial arts of the Xuantian Continent are divided into five classes from high to low: God, Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each level is divided into three grades.

Looking at Zhao Wu's posture of punching, I think he has practiced it to the highest level, and when he punches, he will make the sound of a wild bull roaring, and the shadow of a wild bull will condense behind him, which is the characteristic of Wild Bull Boxing. In addition, the Brute Bull Fist is matched with Zhao Wu's Yuan Li, which weighs thousands of catties, and if it hits an ordinary acquired martial artist, I am afraid that it will be seriously injured.

Huang Lianqi is naturally not an ordinary acquired martial artist, their Huang family is friendly with the Zhao family, he is not very strange to the Zhao family's brute bull boxing, when Zhao Wu's fist attacked, his footwork changed, and his body suddenly turned, he dodged Zhao Wu's powerful blow, and then turned around and slapped Zhao Wu with a palm.

"Pai Yun Palm!"

Paiyun Palm is a kind of martial art owned by the Huang family, and the same as the Zhao family's Wild Bull Fist, it is a one-step Yellow Rank three-grade martial art, which is also divided into nine levels, and Huang Lianqi has practiced hard for many years, and he has also practiced it to the highest weight, and when he hits it out with one palm, the palm is covered by white clouds.

Zhao Wu felt the wind behind him, his body suddenly turned around, his right fist attacked, and collided with Huang Lianqi's palm, the huge shock force made both sides retreat five steps each before stabilizing their bodies, and the corners of their lips were bloodstained, obviously injured.

Zhao Wu really deserved to be a militant, he didn't care about his injuries at all, after stabilizing his body, his back foot kicked on the ground, and immediately attacked Huang Lianqi again, and his right fist smashed towards Huang Lianqi's abdomen with the sound of whirring wind.

Huang Lianqi was also beaten out of anger by Zhao Wu, seeing Zhao Wu punching, his face sank, a trace of cold light crossed his eyes, his body did not move, and he also hit it with one palm.

A fist and a palm collided again, this time, the two also stepped back, unlike before, Huang Lianqi took two steps back, and suddenly kicked on the ground with his back foot, chasing Zhao Wu who was retreating, and his right palm was fiercely aimed at Zhao Wu's abdomen.

Zhao Wu didn't think that Huang Lianqi would have this trick, and he was caught off guard, so he only had time to move his body, so that Huang Lianqi's palm did not slap his abdomen, but hit his waist, and his body immediately flew to the side, and when Zhao Wu stopped, he covered his waist with his left hand, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, obviously injured.

Although injured, Zhao Wu's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, after he stabilized his body, he wiped the blood on the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, transported Yuan Li, and rushed towards Huang Lianqi again, and Huang Lianqi saw this, and also ran towards Zhao Wu, the two met halfway, their fists intersected, their clothes were flipped, and their footwork changed, but the speed was getting faster and faster.

Everyone saw two figures constantly changing, but they couldn't tell who was who.

After being so anxious for half an hour, the two suddenly stopped, each took three steps back, stood still, gasping fiercely, but their eyes were fixed on each other.

Although Zhao Wu looked embarrassed, he had a smile on his face, and the battle intent in his eyes was even stronger than before.

Huang Lianqi, on the other hand, had a calm face, looking at Zhao Wu's eyes full of gloom, obviously dissatisfied that he hadn't defeated Zhao Wu for so long.

"Next is my strongest move, if you can take it, even if I lose. Zhao Wu stood up straight, the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, his eyes stared straight at Huang Lianqi, and said slowly.

Hearing this, Huang Lianqi's face also became solemn, he stood up straight, secretly mobilized his Yuan Force, and his eyes cautiously followed Zhao Wu's movements, his muscles tensed all over his body, so that he could react immediately.

As Zhao Wu's body actually became stronger and stronger, his face also became pale, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and when his momentum reached a certain level, his body suddenly shook, and then he saw that the fists he placed on his sides suddenly raised.

"Heavenly Twin Fists!"

As his voice fell, two yellow fist shadows shot out from his fists and shot fiercely towards Huang Lianqi.

"Yuan Li is released!" I don't know who exclaimed, it was like lighting a powder keg, the audience immediately boiled, everyone was talking about Zhao Wu's cultivation, everyone knew that Yuan Li was released as a sign of an innate martial artist, could it be that Zhao Wu broke through the innate martial arts?

Not only the audience, but even the patriarchs of the families in the VIP seats were whispering, and when the head of the Zhao family saw this, a proud smile immediately appeared on his face, while the faces of the Huang family were a little gloomy.

"That's not the release of Yuan Li, it's just that the cultivation is temporarily improved, and then the move is borrowed, and Zhao Wu's cultivation is still in the ninth day after tomorrow. Ye Lianxiong spoke softly at this time, he had a ninefold cultivation in the Dan Realm, so he could naturally see through Zhao Wu's move, although it was also released by Yuan Li, but it was not the kind of innate martial artist.

Hearing this, the rest of the family heads also looked at it carefully, and finally nodded.

No matter how everyone in the audience reacted, Zhao Wu's body shook after he made this move, and he almost fell, but he barely stabilized it, and his eyes stared at Huang Lianqi unusually brightly.

After Huang Lianqi saw the two fist shadows, he also thought that Zhao Wu had broken through the innate like everyone in the audience, but he had no other choice, the yuan power in his body was injected into his two palms, and his hands were immediately covered with white light, and when the fist shadow shot by Zhao Wu shot at him, he roared and pushed out his palms fiercely.

"Floating Cloud Palm!"

Two white palm prints shot out from Huang Lianqi's palms, colliding with Zhao Wu's two fist shadows in mid-air.

"Boom!"

An explosion burst out from the place where the two collided, and a puff of dust was raised in the ring, and when the dust cleared, Huang Lianqi's slightly embarrassed figure appeared.

"Ahem!" Huang Lianqi coughed twice, blood left down the corners of his mouth, and he wiped it away without care, looking at Zhao Wu.

"I lost!"